Zonk

02:08 PM

There were times when I found several people on the internet to be immensely interesting that I stalked them to the very root. 

In the end, disappointment was all I feel. Those people, they are not as perfect as I picture them to be. Not as lovely as I deemed them to be. Nor as deep.

They are pretentious people, who write things to make you think that they are deep, who use smart sounding words to make them look fancier than they are, who tell exaggerated, epic descriptions about things they like and gush about. While really, they are just pretentious bongheads who write questionable personality depiction of themselves. Writing about how very weird they are and how others perceive them as so too, which I now believe is the correct way to look at them. Shunning from all things "mainstream", because what? Because they are too unique, apparently. 

They are insecure people who don't feel safe, people who are often perceived as less that they need to prove themselves too hard. On the internet. Ha. Ok.

I'm such a bleak person. Who knows, I might be one of those people.

02:31 PM

I doubt my writing ability.

I'm bad at grammar, and I'm bad at expressing myself to others.

Bleep Bloop

[I just want to start talking about nonsense. Bear with me.] 

 Nightmarish town is Silent Hill.

I dreamt about Silent Hill and there I saw bodies with no heads pepper along the swerving roads and yes it was swerving because I did not see where I was heading for this car I drove was going out of control and thank God no one was meddling. Before I crash let me tell you..

.. about the end of the world since it is falling. I saw you through a one way mirror, laughing. You looked so beautiful, so I stalk you, I creep you, and when you run I will go and chase you, giggling. 

[PS: Nothing is of any sense but it is at the time when you dream.]

Bleep Bloop

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