Of course! Unlike all of these other mindless sheep, I’m actually good at writing. But, also unlike them, I’m not proud of my skills. We’re all going to die anyways. Around 70–80 meaningless years before all your work goes down the drain. I type this while listening to my playlist, which consists of 1/3 My Chemical Romance, 1/3 Green Day, and 1/3 Evanescence. No stupid drivel marketed as “music” i... » Continue Reading
Obviously, I’m the incarnation of eDgY. I have absolutely no friends because they disappoint me and never understand me. The dead, on the other hand, damn, they’re all I can ask for. They listen to my numerous issues and provide this sole comfort. I spend most of my time with the dead in fact. Better company than the living I must say. I’m filled with demons and issues like ASPD, sadism, and Split... » Continue Reading