It never occurred to me how much it would hurt to not feed. And not the normal type of feeding, I’ve eaten plenty of food.

At some point, I couldn’t hold in my urges much longer, driving me to search out in the city at night. I went my usual route & found myself a sleeping homeless person. I hunched down & gripped their shoulder. I then began to inhale the sweet invisible thick vapor rising from their head. Once I was finished I left as quick as a came. I hope I didn’t take anything too important to them. Even then, I couldn’t careless after getting my fill. I remembered why I do this, what the costs are if I don’t, if I stopped I wouldn’t even be able to remember that I could do this.