Ok this is really strange but somehow i have developed an attitude. yes. an attitude. like this unpresidented self assurance that wants me to dance around the room!

i  feel so self indulgent  that  existential whorism actually looks appealing :)

yea. so dangerous. *lol*

im blabbering.

talk to me. thats all i really want.

real conversation.. not the casual and perfunctionary how are u and i love u.

hmm

yea communication would b nice. so i feel less alone and isolated.

sigh

its suppose to b perfect and its not.

the end of my world will come in a bombardment of the small things

issues with money, distance and other trivial things

that should not bother the core of things! but it does..........

it does!

and i simply dont know what to do.

ok thats my rant today.

Im so ashamed. 

this is the means to throw yourself away.

this is the means to throw  dignity , honour and everything you hold away.

this is the means to throw my existence away

this is whatever it is and isnt

i am a blank slate because i chose this

i chose this because of the anarchy within me

the voyuer that wants to watch me burn up in one collapsing ball of

shit.

fire

flames

insignificance