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I just watched this movie and I really identify with this guy.

That scene when he's driving really fast in the car with that homeless guy who he murders (lol) and he says that FEAR means "false endangerment appearing real" really hit home.

Also that scene when he tricks his employee into getting killed.

How do you think he got started doing what he was doing???

Everytime I see black folk I look at their noses and wanna puke wbu

What drives the decisions you make in everyday life, and how does it connect to your view of the world (or life) in general?

Edit: non-sociopaths and sociopaths are invited to answer.

I was sitting in a bar, by myself, alone with my leather jacket and slicked back hair. PBR is my drink of choice, and fuck you if you think yours is superior (it's not).

I looked at every male mother fucker in the room and wanted to slit each little shit's throat and take whatever honey they had with them home and fuck her brains out.

But currently I'm too preoccupied with my thoughts right now to even care enough to actually do anything about that. I'm thinking I'd be better off living my life as a thief, since I'm a sociopath and it sounds cooler than this dumb job I have packing boxes currently.

There's this fuck tard living underneath me who I hear always talking loudly on the phone

I have spent so long searching for an accurate description of sociopathy detailed by professionals. So far, I have found none. Why is this? Why is there no solid definition?

One could answer this by saying I am just a dimwitted fucktard, perhaps it is because every sociopath is unique.

The most likely cause, however, is because the only way to truly understand the mind, that is the motives behind, a sociopath or psychopath is to actually be one.

Otherwise only guesswork may be done. The mental functionality of the fractured mind will always elude the “professionals” of psychology. To assume otherwise is arrogant ignorance on their part. What are the thoughts of the general community he

The way the protagonist portrays different identities is interesting: his capability to act canadian, and put on a fat suite as he performs his act.

Have any of you even struck remotely close to going to those depths?

Does it make you feel a sense of power? Sadness?

This seems to be the cliche for sociopaths. What I'm curious about is what this deadness actually feels like.

Care to elaborate?