It's been 3 years since i logged into this barren wasteland of endless idiotic thoughts.
I'd like to think that my existence has made a substantial difference in my life so far, but boy am i wrong. In every sense of the word.
What are you really thinking. Really.
The truth is, there is nothing on my mind. It's blank. But for every blank canvas lies a surface to be tainted with blood. Why stop at blood. Taint it even further with the harsh realities of life and the bitter element of tragedy that falls upon every miserable living creature on this planet today.
I am living on that planet today. I am that miserable creature.
I am miserable.
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