Sometimes, I get bite cravings.
I have urges that draw me towards fresh meat. Sometimes even against my will. It's odd but I've come to understand that not all things should be questioned. So when I feel called to sink my teeth into human flesh, I go on the hunt. I prowl. I search. I sweep the area for all things tasty and delish. Yes, I'd do all that for a taste of red meat. And when I don't get a good bite, I get frustrated.