This morning I decided to take a cold shower, I told myself the water was boiling hot in order to test myself mentally. During my shower I knew I was cold but my body felt hot water on it. Soon as I got out the shower I instantly froze…

What does that mean, when it comes to my mind?


Best Friend

If I’m a bad person, you don’t like me
Well I guess I’ll make my own way
It’s a circle
A mean cycle
I can’t excite you anymore
Where’s your gavel? Your jury?
What’s my offense this time?
You’re not a judge but if you’re gonna judge me
Well sentence me to another life

Don’t wanna hear your sad songs
I don’t wanna feel your pain
When you swear it’s all my fault
Cause you know we’re not the same
We’re not the same
Oh we’re not the same
Yeah the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can’t accept that the change is good
It’s good
It’s good

You treat me just like another stranger
Well it’s nice to meet you sir
I guess I’ll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend


(P.S Huge fan of Paramore)


Wonderland has become bliss and when I look into the looking glass I see nothing but an empty soul.
A soul that is empty because of its incompetence and longing for a life and love.
Love that is dark.
Love that is thin.
We cry because we feel sad. I cry because it is the only source of drainage from my overflowing soul of love.
I am the one he needs but never wants.
Because his vision is darkened by his glasses.

-William J.K Black

Kill the bully

I look up into the faded night contemplating the story of my life. I have fought for every though that has armed my mind, and you may think that I am nothing but I just look away..
You hit me with the worst you got just wait and see because you wanna be just like me.
I pick up all the pieces of my heart but you occupied my mind not with love but with fear that has started to fire
You call me skinny and pale I call you dead I just need to last a year then all shall be mine
My story has no end the worrying continues as I walk these halls this doesn’t make sense
So in a rhyme I wrote you down and now you will live as the day old villain during the ages.
Because the day will come
Where I put a gun to your head and paint the walls red
I will walk into the dark with a different heart
The eyes will be cast to the ground and the night will be all I have
I will never be the same
But only the king of the damned

Luke Parsons.

Once upon a time

I have been watching a series called “Once upon a time” and in this series there is a town called Storybrook, and all the people in this town are actually characters from a Fantasy world. For example I would be Rumplestiltskin, The Evil Queen (from Snow White) or Maleficent perhaps.

Maybe everyone in this world is a character from an alternate universe and we have forgotten who we really are and what we are really capable of. My character is defiantly not on the good side but I would still do anything for the one I truly love. Maybe when we die, we return to the place where we once came from and carry on our lives like we should be living them.

My obsession and theory has begun.