the last supper
He tells everyone a story, because he feels his life is boring, and he fights so you won't ignore him, because that's his biggest fear, and he cries, but you'll rarely see him do it. He loves, but he's scared to use it. So he hides behind the music, cause he likes it that way. He knows, He's so much more than worthless, he needs to find the surface, because he's starting to get nervous...i know a guy like this...he knows hes so much more than worthless...but he just cant help feeling like a pile of shit most of the time...and no one understands him..they think hes weird...a fool 4 not maximizing his potential...or maybe he just wants attention....whatever it is...they cannot comprehend his thoughts...because they are shallow...or maybe they are so used to living a fake and perfect life...that they are scared of the truth..that they see in him...and so they turn away from him...or try to change him...so he can join them, share their esoterica...join the cult of the perfect lies....but he doesnt want to...too bad for him they say...too bad for them he says....but too bad he is the minority...and is not heard...and so he continues...his troubled and perilious journey down lifes path...all alone...and he thinks..'how much easier this would be..if i had somebody with me...to keep me company...give me a shot of ecstasy...just once in awhile...life wouldnt be so vile...'and so he slips...and takes a route not on his lifes path...and it spells trouble...like route 666..but he cannot see it..he has his eyes targeted and locked on her...she is perfect he says...wrong...he fires...she dodges...he misses...and hits his heart...the heart is unmendable...a permanent mark is left...and he has learnt from his mistakes..he is destined to be forever alone...and so he scouts his way back 2 his lifes true route...and continues his journey...the treacherous road lays ahead...and he is not afraid...and the sun sets...darkness has arrived...and still he is not afraid...God lights his path...like a torch..piercing through the black of night....and so he is not alone after all....there is hope...
like my story?...will continue..soon...came back frm cell at 1030...i came on...she went off...haha..
gnite...