Pale Horse

"...is that a light, or the Pale Horse i can see?
no rider to carry my destiny,
it seems the decision is up to me,
destroy myself or release to be free..."

humans are a fucking virus. not matter how many times i write this out, delete it, write it out again, and edit it... nothing ever seems to come out right.

"the lights are off but someone's home,
21 years of darkness has made this my own
Erebus has come out of the abyss,
and swallowed me whole"

blogs suck

What can you get from my blog? What WILL you get from my blog? nothing. may as well stop reading now. you wont get wisdom, you wont get anything you haven't read before, and you sure as fuck wont get good grammar...

you might just get some shitty ramblings

"Every word you said ripped right through my gut
Shredding every ounce, now ive had enough
it used to be i would never be like you
i MUST never be like you...

But now its not so sure, im in a different light
Seeing myself in you was worth the fear
the mirror is now an enemy i cannot fight
seeing this disgust for myself grow every year"

and what the FUCK is with shows that have canned laughter, if you dont know when to laugh at a programme, you should probably stop breathing now.