I'm just so tired of trying to psycho-analyze that part of me. It doesn't help that it wasn't developed through my conscious train of thought in the first place. Something that came about in my sub-conscious back during that hellish training. You could almost say that it was instinct. Or a heightened instinct.

I can't consciously switch off what I didn't consciously switch on.

It feels so hot, until you want to let it just reach its peak. It feels so good yet miserable.

To look at anyone, and only see weak points that you can use to take him out.

Didn't run tonight, better catch up on sleep.