Friday, September 7, 2012

1000 Words

All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible. This I did. ~T. E. Lawrence~

A Thousand Words… More Like A Thousand Characters

Tell us about yourself, an about me page, or maybe even a biography; all of this to say who are you and the truth is… I don’t know. Now if I am to waste more time, more words, and my allotted characters in wherever you are seeing this I much rather tell you a story.

I have never been one to lie; lies are for The Abomination so I will begin with the truth and the truth is, I’m a loser. You may think I am looking down on myself, something else The Abomination taught me but didn’t I just call him a liar; interesting story so far isn’t it. The truth is this is only the first page, the page of a book you will never read, from an author you will never know, and yet I truly believe that when I am dead these words will do someone some good, monetarily speaking of course because they have never helped me.

I want to tell you a story… a story about love, you might find that here; I could tell you about a girl that for me like Juliet to Romeo showed me what true beauty is, I could tell you about a love greater than anything you dared to dream, and I could share with you my broken heart. The day in which this is written makes me want to tell you a story about power, about the empire I wish to rule someday, about the fame or the infamy I wish to gain, and about the vengeance that will be taken one day against The Abomination. The most important thing of all is the fact that I want to tell you a story, I want you to know the truth, I want you to know me, and sad as it is to say or maybe not I want to be paid for it for I have nothing else to offer the world.

Tell you about me but the thing is you don’t care, if you do care it will be what you will make of me, and barring all that I don’t know but I’m trying, I’m trying real hard to know me; not the man in the mirror but the man behind the man. I will need more than a thousand characters, more than a thousand words; I will need to repossess me, I need to tell you a story.

The Month of August

~The Bible Of Me~

~Beautifully Strange~

~The Switch~

~Nothing More Beautiful~


~Mr. Lonely~

~Girls I Can Never Have... Ever~

~Dark Paradise~

~Eyes Only~

~Reality Is Overrated~

~The Thing Behind The Mirror~