Well. At least there are people who read my blog. Some alive people. But hardly any of them ever tag my blog. Cool huh. I think I coolest blog in the world. Its so cool that hardly anyone bothers to tag anymore. Cool huh.

Life screwing, screwing, screwing, screwed up. I just love the pretty fucked-up life of sacarsm and oxy-morons. I just love the dam bloody sexy life I have. Whoo. It even beats living life as a loser. How great can that be? Just a little. A little.

My twisted mind. My broken finger. My wreched heart. My screwed up left knee. My fucked-up eyes. My sprained ankle. Maybe my life isn't that bad after all. After all, Whats the worst thing that can happen to me? I'm already all messed-up.

"On top, to break the chain, no pain, don't be afraid." - Air Gear - OST