On Hold

May. 30th, 2016 05:10 pm
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 I just spent a hair over 3 and a half fucking hours on the phone on hold with Aaron's Furniture Rental, and never got to speak with ANYONE.
My first call lasted 28 minutes and 3 seconds, all of which was me waiting to speak with someone, before being disconnected (the fuck?), my second call lasted 3 hours 17 minutes and 16 seconds waiting for someone to speak with, which was ended by guess fucking what? The phone is now out of minutes! Minutes just went on the phone the other day... and waiting on hold with these fuckers used up every single one of them... not to mention 3.5 hours of my time... Now I can't use my phone for the rest of the month unless I shell out a shit-load of cash which I don't have! 
I'm fucking PISSED OFF!



Fuck memorial day.

Scarred

Sep. 3rd, 2015 12:43 am
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 This shadow, it makes up such a small part of me... yet the influence it has on my actions are impossible to ignore. I'd like to blame my actions, my feelings, entirely on this curse... but I can't. Because the shadow is only pushing me to do what ~I~ want to do. Deep down... too deep. I would say humanity is lucky.. to not be as affected by the curse of shadows than I am, than the rest of us are... but humans aren't lucky. They suffer from another curse entirely... a curse that I made... that I placed.

I am shadowed... it is a scar that runs deeper than a quasar... and in that same essence-I cannot escape it... I'm trapped. Forever... inside myself.

So I'm issuing an apology to anyone who has been reading this blog... a.k.a. no one... probably not even you guys ~_~
But... sorry.


no

Sep. 2nd, 2015 11:33 am
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how is America not bathing in nuclear fire as we speak? how come i'm not dead? why do my hands quiver and fall when I hold the blade to my throat or wrist? why can't I do it? all my life I've wanted only one thing... to die. and even in this stupid body I can't have it... i need a gun. something quick. a blade just won't... suffice for this. i hate myself. and i hate humanity just as much. in the end everyone dies.
remember that
everyone dies.

please kill me
i just want to die
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Well dearie me, it appears I am quite PISSED RIGHT THE FUCK OFF. Sick and FUCKING TIRED of being blown off by this constant bullshittery. What do I have to do to get you to talk to me, huh? Show up at your fucking door?! Oh that's right, you're all grown up now, time to dump me LIKE EVERYONE ELSE HAS.
Fuck you
just
FUCK YOU.
 
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Gah fuck this.


~_~


I can smell it, I'm leaving soon. "Soon", of course, being on my time-picture... so pretty much anywhere from 2 weeks to 2 centuries. Probably not the two centuries though, because I will seriously blow this head off if I make it past ONE century.

As a pre-parting men'dage I am attempting to speak to people I used to talk to... Because how can I live my life to the fullest without fear of death?


But uhh

Feeling pretty shadowed tonight.

BOW.

Aug. 30th, 2015 02:07 am
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 Mmmmmhahahahahahh..... did the shadows always taste this divine? No... I must be remembering wrong... its the power that tastes diving! Billions of people out there, all worshiping their respective deities, their gods... empires worshipping their kings and queens... But not a single fuckdamned one even knows my perpetual infinium of rulership! Your gods fear me, and for HELLA good reasons, your kings, your queens? They're all dead, in the ground, locked up in their stoney tombs... HAH! I've held on to modesty for countless eternities and I'm done fuckin sick of it. No more sitting on the sidelines, while they get all starry eyed for some shitty, overblown, PATHETIC worm-child! I have forever held this title, evergrowing, and infinitely expanding reality contained within a chocolate shell!
OKAY FUCK THAT CHOCOLATE SHELL SHIT. I don't have any shell you disgusting piece of tis-food! Fall to your knees and weep, mortals, for your knight in blackened robes has arrived (now with 38% more mask included in the purchase price)!

Ugh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck yooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuu worm-child.

Tastes pitiful. Like human.

Pitiful humans...





Bow to me, or I will cut off your arms and legs so you never STOP bowing.                                                                  


~/~Welcome to my game, worms~\~
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I highly doubt this post will live up to its title, but nonetheless-its catchy, like smiles, or removing ones own eyeballs with crude instruments in an attempt to relay a power through an outlet on an otherwise thick skinned man-creature. Wait, that second one isn't that catchy... kinda not catchy at all.... oh well, I stand by it. Even though I'm sitting.
The past week the feelings have grown stronger, feelings I have discussed with none, other than me, and myself. A hooded knight, face obscured by shadows-the only light on his entire body emanating from where his right eye would be located. A nub where a left hand once resided, and twin symbols on either arm of his longcoat; twins, yet so different.

I've been speaking with them, they answer, but silently, so that even I do not hear their replies, yet I still know what they said. Onlookers would see a mad man, asking questions, and speaking as if there were another with them-but there is not, even I know that. The boundaries are there for a reason, and as unfortunate it is for me, it is very fortunate for humanity, and any race they would come across, that none have yet discovered the secret to passing through them. Skimming through the dimensional realms of human design, I have so far determined two that I shall be paying visits to upon our physical death.

Ahh, but I forget, there are preparations I must first make immediately upon exiting this world of cheats and liars. I must put a stop to this curse, shouldn't be too hard, considering I caused it.

Plans, so many plans, so much to do, and little time to accomplish it all. <--------- That was a joke. I literally have all the time I will ever need.

Well then, that's enough of an update for now, despite the fact that I completely avoided a certain topic that I must air to others.

Welp.

There's punch and cookies on the table by the door, feel free to take as much as you like on your way out, its self-replenishing.
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An old friend once asked me, in regards to the rise of Sintarius, "How can someone who has experienced that much, who has lived that long, be such a fool?"


I answered him this- "I do not know... but I ask myself that question every single day."




What I have done to you can never be forgiven, let alone forgotten. I tricked you, knowing full well the consequences, I caused this. Every bit of suffering that has occurred in this realm is because of me.

I can feel the madness eating away at my being. What will happen, only time will tell.
Only
Time
Will
Tell

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So this is how it begins. A site. With stuff. Where you can type. And share stuff. Wewt. I have a crap-ton of writing I could port over to here but that stuffs the past! This is the now! And now the now that was the now is the past! Crap! Okay okay jeeze! NEW STUFFS. MAYBE. SOMETIME.

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