Such a huge shock that still suprises me.
I have lived quite a bit I think.
And I think I shall live quite a bit more.
Why is it that the more I let myself out of my mind, the worse my dyslexia gets?
I still find it funny that I have had lovers.
I still find it funny that I remain.
I still find it funny who I miss.
And who I do not miss.
"There must be something terribly wrong with me. Sometimes I feel like I haven't learned anything..."
How do you do.
Would you like to be friends?
I found out I love watching sage burn.
And that I cry during tarot readings.
Dear God the world is rather fucked up, isn't it?
More insane ramblings from this poor child.
Shall it ever continue?
"What a wonderful caricture of intimacy."
Doesn't it figure, that of all the cards, the one I associate myself with the most is the
Hanged Man?
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny...
Tricks are for kids.
Fate: 1 - Smurfs: 0
Little by little, the insanity shall start dripping out, and if you slip on the puddle, that's not my problem.