March 31, 2010

Ride wid me


People, a decision has been made.

I am totally building me a time machine and going back to the 80s. And the 70s. Aaaand the 60s, too.

Any takers? I can drop you off on ma way. Yes, that's the awesome person I am. My sparkling halo is blinding you, isn't it? hahaha. Deal with it, I AM giving you a free ride.

March 25, 2010

A Letter


Dear Anonymous,

Stop spamming me with your insignificant websites, you miscreant!

Your infuriated decapitator in case of continuous spamming,
The Skitts

March 20, 2010

Go Kuwait





These kind of creations are what fire up the pride inside of me.

March 13, 2010

Never Here


You were there

Close, warm, and there

You gazed right into me

You lavished me

I sensed you

You were there

And then…

You were not

I woke up

My heart cried

My arms felt worthless

My eyes wished blindness

A dream

I woke up and dove into reality

You were a dream

Consciousness spoke to me

Screamed at me

Shook me until I lost every drop of warmth you gave

Naturally

Of course

Your existence could not have been real

My rhetoric knew of it

Denial always won though

I shall never fall back into that hole

That dream… that nightmare

You are not real

Love, you were never here

March 6, 2010

Dark dark world


The Element of Freedom. That’s the new album of Alicia Keys. Of course, as always, Alicia is a melodic genius. However, that’s not what this post is about. I’ve known for a while now that the world is an inhumane place. How we still thrive and survive is a mystery to me. Each and every day I come to meet people that are not. Creatures that feed out of other’s weaknesses. Creatures that believe survival to be the stumping and smashing of pure and giving spirits. It’s a misfortune to see my society come to that. This is what life has degenerated to. People shred values and moralities. Children come to face the fact that it is not equality that we live by, but it is who’s better than who. Does that mean that we have to mutilate into unrecognizable breathing beings? I’ll leave that for time to answer.

On a much lighter note, I’m chicken poop. Yes, I am. A mosquito managed to drive me out of my room, after sucking the blood out of my eye that is. A mosquito’s buzz very close to my very ear woke me up and made me carry my pillow to my sista’s room. *sigh* Now can you blame me when I say it is a dark dark world we live in?