I wish I knew why I hated to see myself so much... It's like the person in the mirror isn't me at all and all the photos people take of me look so terrible and horrible to me. I also wish I knew why I'm so helpful to others and wouldn't hesitate to just give advice or help without any obligations.

Devoid of a soul, devoid of a heart, a wonder to behold the simplicity of a shell of a person,
Dolls, people without souls or a heart but they percieve the world around them, emotionless and uncaring.