And they take and they take and they take..

On some days I feel amorphous, and uncontainable. I listen to my headphones, and focus as hard as I dare in public to not dissolve.

I feel like parts of me slither off, like spiraling ghosts of negative ectoplasmic intention to suck the energy of strangers. I can feel them in my sphere, sometimes even taste them as I slide past. Sometimes, when I walk by certain people, and their pheromones hit my nostrils and slams up to my brain all I can think is HUNGRY.

Why does this unnerve me so? What is it from them I am hungry for?