| Noose... |
i don't like quoting people. i'll never believe you the first time you say it. i have to work alone.
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don't waste your time with me...
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i belong in a house on a hill.
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my tower...
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it will be hard for you to prove to me you are real. i only get jealous when i shouldn't.
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cheating hurts.
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i am a shepherd of men. i aim to take extra care of my flock.
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i am often confused with life. i like to learn things on my own. women bore me most of the time.
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i enjoy sex.
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i have a secret hobby of translating foreigner's blogs. nothing you have to say means anything unless you can tell me clearly. i don't like to beat around the bush.
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think before you speak.
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language is a tool. it isn't wise to pick up a hammer and start swinging. you have to aim first.
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besides, that is what blogs are for.
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i hate capitalism. it breeds hate and violent opposition. i hate old, white politicians. i hate superfluous people.
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i can't stand the sun.
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i work while the kiddies are sleeping...
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i often feel crowded when i am in a room with just one other person. i am alone in a crowd.
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i am alone all the time...
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i want to know everyone in the world.
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i will love you as an animal before i respect you as a human. i have a problem respecting authority.
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i like to keep it copacetic while i keep me comatose...
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you'll never really get to know me. i want to know everything about you, especially that which you don't even know yourself.
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ninety percent of my thoughts are left unspoken.
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i am never comfortable.
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i am always sad.
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i have lost all faith in you.
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Dear Diary,
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I am tragically disappointed...