ama

my dad just showed me how immature my thinking is.

owned.

one more thing before i die.

this is going to sound gay but.

i suddenly wish with all my heart that i had gone for incubus last year instead of switchfoot.
i hope they come back here before i die.

currently…

i am trying my best to keep my mind on storyboarding.

who knew it would be so hard. even the sound of my keyboard can distract me.

bleed

the implement, the device of my extinction
the terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane
the definitive scourge of its mockery
the end-art instruments, lethality attained

heed, it commands, heed you will
bleed, it says, bleed you will

falling into the clarity of undoing
scornful gods haggle for my soul
minds eye flickers and vellicates as i let go
taunting whispers accompany my deletion

a sneering grin, the voice of my reaper
chanting softly the song of depletion

monday

it amuses me how childish people can be so manipulative.

perhaps it is just their level of influence, but somehow they manage to sway people to them even though their ideals are fucked.
whatever it is,

i know what i want. if you guys dont see it the way i do, that’s fine.
but if you are not there to support what i want to do either, then it is clear who my true friends are.

goodnight.

aha

its dangerous to be alone for too long when you have a deep mind.

sometimes you get so lost in it, you dont know what’s happening in front of your very own nose.

2liners

you are a trap i can’t fucking get out of.

please go away.

for fun

i believe, over the past week,

i have consumed more teh tarik ice then water.