Delete

I decided to delete the things I don't want to have on this blog, I originally wanted this blog to be what every other blog i read is, but it's quite boring, isn't it?

I mean, I'm not special, and my days aren't special, but what sets me apart, is my thoughts, my own little twisted world, just inside my eyes.

If you look really close somethimes, you can see it in there.

When I tilt my eyes up to the left, if someone ever sees me doing that, fucking beware of what comes out.

I'm listening to radiohead now, Just, one of my favourites.

Thinking about evilness, and how I like evilness a lot more than niceness.

Nice is boring

Fine is boring

Life is boring

And by saying life is boring, I don't mean that death is any more fun, but that part in between, our seperate little worlds inside.

Living on the edge, hurting urself to stay clean, to stay focused.

Focus!

Or you'll loose it

Milk is black