Beautiful formatting.
I mean I really don't need to explain myself to you guys. I know what I am and have no need to prove it to you. I just thought I'd share something with you guys that I found interesting about myself. but If you just wanna deny my ASPD then be my guest. I don't lose one bit of sleep over it.
Sup,
yesterday I notice a situation where someone tried to take advantage of me and it completely backfired on them because I simply don't fuck around and i'm a sociopath. Anyways I wanted to share this with SC because I want to get some feedback from you guys and also hear about some of your most sociopathic moments. So on Wednesday I went to Walmart to shop for some food. I'm a college student so money is scarce right now. But somehow I ended up spending around $120 on food and supplies I needed alone, mainly because I was high as fuck and hungry. So at the moment this food was really precious to me I guess lol
I came home that night and stored my food in the pantry ate some of my pork chops for dinner, smoked some bud, watched some TV, and went to bed. The next morning I would wake up to find half my bread missing along with a couple of chocolate chip granola bars (my favorite). I'm not gonna get into detail about my feelings and shit, all you need to know is that I wanted to kill my three roommates. I visualized how I would just beat them down till they couldn't move. But I know prison isn't the best place so I decided to have some fun and create a simple yet devious plan. It was like I was in the 5th grade again, starting learn about myself and how I could easily trick people into doing exactly what I wanted without even telling them. At that time I didn't even know who did it so I immediately went to my room and started scheming and contemplating my next moves.
So i knew I had three roommates, and I've been assessing all of them since they moved in. So it only took me about a minute to figure out who did it. I'll start with roommate #1. This is my only real friend, only because I've known him since I was around 2. All these other people that consider me as a "friend" are nothing but chess pieces and entertainment to me. We've been friends our whole lives and he's gotten me out of deep shit plenty of times But roommate #1 is ingrained in my brain as "off limits". If i manipulate him its probably for best of us. Anyways I knew he couldn't have stolen my food because he's never stolen anything from me. on top of that, I simply know his moves, and reactions before he even does them. that's how long I've been observing him. So I'm not gonna go deeper into my thoughts. just know that I knew it wasn't him.
Next, is roommate #2, Now this guy was a piece of work to assess. I was so interested in how he worked, and he is the easiest pawn out of any roommate because he simply is dumb. If I need some serious sociopathic pleasure, I go to this guy. Ive manipulated him so bad that I made him grab his G-18(gun) at 2am and run around in the apartment complex like a mad man on a Friday night,people were running, simply entertaining. But, this guy was the 2nd place culprit. mainly because I knew he was broke, but he always has a ton a food, so i bypassed him. now this is where it gets interesting.
So you've guessed right, roommate #3 is the was the fucking idiot who thought I was normal or something. Now roommate#3 lives with his girlfriend and they rarely have any food, they usually just order junk. but he's a somewhat honest guy and has never taken food . I was missing half the bag so i knew more than one person must have eaten it, I recalled. I figured him and his girlfriend had no food, and were too lazy so they put there nasty ass hands on my shit. I'll try and shorten this story because he did it, and I'll explain how i let his guilt kill him without me really saying anything.
Now believe it or not, I'm actually the nice, friendly, smiling guy in the apartment. I'm the talker, the comedian, the heart of the apartment and this was my greatest advantage. I've fooled them so bad and they don't even know it. a lot of times I seem like a finely tuned violin playing the audience whatever they want to hear and they constantly beg for more.But it wasn't always like that, I used to be socially awkward and didn't understand people at all, now its sort of like clockwork. anyways, I came outside my room and went into the kitchen and proceeded to remove every last food item, my dishes which everyone uses, my Xbox that everyone uses for Netflix and games, etc.. so after that I brought two pieces of paper and wrote a note and left it. basically the note said " please, help yourself to my food". but the only thing in my part of the pantry was and old taco shell. I knew it was Thursday night football so everyone usually ate some sort of junk food for the game, i guess its like a tradition for them so i get some too in order to blend in.I knew my risk of someone opening the pantry on Thursdays was low and I knew roommate #3 would try it again because he had no food, maybe he was broke? i didn't know. I was delighted to see no one enter the kitchen that night.my plan was still in full affect. I also notice that people with guilty minds tend to be more alert. so i could tell he kept staring at the empty Xbox area on the shelf that my innocent roommates failed to notice. He was silent and reserved, which i knew was out of the norm for him. inside my brain was an evil grin that wanted to surface. like a rat in a trap i knew he knew he was caught.
Later that night, I was smoking some weed before bed. and roommate #2's dog came into the living room with a dress shoe owned by roommate #3, I've often heard him claim he only has one pair of dress shoes, and also knew he had work the next morning.i thought "hmm even more fun, i can make these idiots mad at each other" so I took my knife to the dress shoe and cut it to shreds. just enough to make him think the dog it, of course i let the pit bull chew on it after that. and of course that plan worked great because he had no shoes to where the next day and got in an argument with #2 .
I was loving this whole situation. You see what I did was created a terrible and negative atmosphere for roommate #3. after he stole from me his life started to crumble in areas on a small scale, not a whole lot but just enough for me to enjoy myself a little bit. you see its these little projects that keep me entertained and going. as expected I heard someone creep in the kitchen around 1am sneaking for food. damn i wish i could have seen the look on their THIEVING ASS FUCKING FACES when they saw my note. Today he came to talk to me in my room in private. he apologized but i didn't care , what I wanted was my bread and granola bars replaced. so eventually he said he would replace my food. and the whole time I didn't say a word except "ok" and "yeah". but when he was about to leave I let him see my inner self when he shook my hand. I was smiling like everything's ok but when my smile faded, my face was blank, and my stare at him was bold. I said "Dont you ever fucking touch my stuff again". The look on his face was fear and I fed on it.
let me here your stories!
Here's the shortened version for those who don't feel like reading all of that up there^ since 80% of it is useless information:
Guy has three roommates, one of which stole some granola bars and a few pieces of bread from him. He knew who it was because one roommate is his childhood friend and the other one he thought was too dumb to do it. So, OP got mad, hatched a sinister plot to take his xbox away from the roommates and all of his food from the kitchen except a taco shell, and left a note saying "Help yourself to my food". DEVIOUS.
A roommates dog got a hold of a shoe so OP decided to stab that shoe to death and blame it on the dog to cause some strife between the roommate who stole his food and the other roommate who, well, did nothing. The broke and hungry roommate eventually apologized for doing it and OP told him not to do it again. End
Yeah, I know. Figured I'd do the community a service and save some of their time since i'm never getting my 4 minutes back. Most of his post was him jerking off to the image of wanting to be a sociopath so bad, claiming he is, and stating why and how he is through out the post.
This man is such a sociopath because just look at how manipulating he was. Clearly a sociopath and not a vindictive bitch.
Hahaha thanks for the community service
I think i've come across a couple of these stupid stories of EVERYDAY event where people act like some social retard and think it's indicative of their "evil sociopathtic mastermind"
I promise you the roommate did not even think twice about while OP wasted a lot of time on it and felt the need to post it here.
You sure you aren't an avoidant?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avoidant_personality_disorder
persistent and pervasive feelings of tension and apprehension;
belief that one is socially inept, personally unappealing, or inferior to others;
excessive preoccupation with being criticized or rejected in social situations;
unwillingness to become involved with people unless certain of being liked;
restrictions in lifestyle because of need to have physical security;
avoidance of social or occupational activities that involve significant interpersonal contact because of fear of criticism, disapproval, or rejection.
Associated features may include hypersensitivity to rejection and criticism.