When the world makes no sense, this is my solace. It is where I hide and my alter-ego comes to play. The words they flow through my fingers, the emotions show through my photographs, and the blog says it all. It is completely random, I am completely random. I like to laugh when people fall, not because they are hurt, but because I find their expression of shock so sincere that it cannot me faked, somehow that makes it extremely humourous in my warped mind. I laugh when others don't, because of an image in my mind I conjured up makes me laugh - but no one sees the joke. I am the sort of person who laughs for another 10 minutes after a joke has been told.
2009 Copyright living in a facade
who's that rocker dude?! his hair damn dope, i want!!