What is the last thing you wrote?

I no longer think all cats are females.
I no longer love portsaid.
I no longer love the smoke.
I no longer can face the world like a cold stone.
I no longer can be who I used to be.
I no longer feel.
I no longer love, or hate.
I no longer can be good. I no longer can listen to my music. I no longer can be myself. Or am I evolving a new self? well let's see you little bad chameleon. Shiver a little more..