Make no mistake.
Life has real no meaning.
Man that is kinda fucked to say out loud.
I mean sure life could hold some significance for another.
But are they happy or just content with the outcome?
Maybe they like being the one assistant manager at Quiznos that has to be a total bitch to the minor employees and then later jerks off to the camera footage of them in the store, how the fuck should I know?
Anyways I think we're getting off track here.
Like, I'm not saying life has no meaning in like a suicidal way.
More like "oh hey that's a thing I just realized" and then continue on with my day.
Some may call me cynical. Yeah that checks out.
Others, a nihilist. I mean I wouldn't go that far but you can totally compare that more to my sister,
Oh right, I have a sister.
Nicole.
Despite her tendency to be the one girl that gets brought up in any third session of a guy's therapy, I still care for her weirdly enough.
I mean our older brother tries to diddle kids, our Mom is a complete mess after eight divorces (I mean get a fucking clue already Mom), and our Dad blew his brains out leaving a note blaming both me and Nicole for it so I don't exactly have the best options out there.
Also we're twins so that is also kinda important, I guess?
Anyways, even though I still care for her as a brother, if you asked me if she did for me, I would say the jury is still out on that one.
I mean she might have before but ever since Dad pulled a Kurt Cobain, Nicole… changed.
I mean she was a bitch before yeah but it seemed like something inside her snapped.
The fact we had to move again after her finally getting settled with friends on top of our second Christmas turning into a red one, it seemed like her emotions just shut down.
As if she stopped caring about anything.
From the way I sound right now, I bet you might be thinking I am the same way too.
Well, you'd be wrong. My emotions are still there, I'm just good at hiding them.
I loved my Dad and Nicole did too despite never admitting it out loud.
We could have gone with him when the divorce happened but it's the early 2000s so custody still likes to fuck men in the ass.
So now we're in a new state, new district, new school, and in new bullshit.
I thought that maybe if we can actually get through these last two years of High School, me and Nicole can go back to being friendish.
But remember how I talked about discovering that life currently has no meaning?
Well, there is a bit of a crazy story behind that.
My story.
My name is Alex and I am…
The Other Half of a Sociopath.