Afterword:

I realise that the last mass of words looks like a grenade. It was supposed to be a smiley.
Blogger wouldn't let me format spacing.

I would like to think it's more like a pineapple. I like pineapples, they are delicious, especially those from Thailand.

A bit pissed at the moment, but I don't wanna go all emo on my blog.

I am thus trying a new therapy.

EMO!~

EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~
EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~
EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~
EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~
EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~EMO!~

ye gods....

F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!
F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!F@CK!!!

I once saw a poem which was about Africa, type-written in the shape of the continent itself.

My opinions on the Dark Continent are well known, but it goes to show if someone can put in so much effort to see something beautiful in something so, erm, complex; I should try it as well.

F@CK!!! F@CK!!!


EMO!~

EMO! EMO!~

EMO!~ EMO!~

EMO! ~ EMO!~

EMO!~EMO!~

Damn I'm sleepy.

The Future.

This will be me in a few years time.