I fell in love, that much is true, but I fear my story will not satisfy you. You see, my story is no light-hearted tale. My love is so twisted in my sense of hate, I fear it makes me unpleasant. I fell in love with anger, I love the sense of clarity it brings me, the quick snap of my many track mind uniting. I love speaking without having to plan every word. I feel you should know, there is no malice in my anger, just a drive. A drive to fix all that is wrong.