There is a side of me that my friends do not know about and it’s this blog I have here. I’ve mentioned it a few times before to a couple of buddies but I saw the disinterest.
I like to spend time writing about whatever, it makes me feel good. I can just swiftly dance away in a field of words then step back into the rigid quick rhymes I compose so frequently. The times I feel alone is where I feel at my best because that’s where my mind spills it’s energy into the abyss.
The world is the abyss. The place where shit just so happens to be stumbling around. I never try to cater to what’s around but it’s always like “fuck it,” as I straddle around. I’m just trying to conform in an unconventional way so I can achieve a purpose unsatisfied by my anger. I like to call it lost hate. There’s no template for it, it just is what it is.
So to summarize it all up, as I continue to write I wonder if this is for me or the lonely reader on the internet gazing upon millions of articles. I have nothing special here for you other than my regards and reasons for why I act the way I do. That shits always thrown at ya in a weird way so try not to look for it. I can’t find it either.
~keep it all smiles~
exploding rock™ 