Greetings everyone, little I know of you all and therefore little shall I say of myself. I'm a dreamer. I like to prove people wrong and stuff. Not a very nice guy but good enough. I love giving advises and listening to people's troubles. Its fun to see another side of life. I hope we can be friends.
Nowadays, I feel like I'm just cleaning my own blood everyday. Karma of some sort? Guess so.
Bloodshed and blood lust form a vicious cycle. People don't understand. Nobody gets out. Is it psychotic to feel a bit relaxed while losing blood? Or is it just me feeling lightheaded from the bleeding?
Life is sealed by blood.
Guess this might creep people out.
Words. It's near impossible to build something with words, but destruction is another story.