Lies.

There comes a point when lying to yourself is the only way to get along. When self-comfort becomes second-nature.

And then there comes a point when you're so good at lying to yourself that every reappearance of reality is a denial.

My very existence is a lie. The purpose of all living is an excuse.


" Embrace your destruction, it is the fate of all things!
I will destroy everything, I will create a monument to non-existence! "

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On a side note, I SWEAR, SCHOOL IS FREAKING SCARY AT NIGHT. Left my bag in the humans canteen to go dinner with shao, louis and such (joel left early) but forgot about the fact that y'know. I can't get back in without anyone in school. So after CRINGING IN FEAR over shao's EVER-SCARY ghost stories (LOL-ipop), went back to school and I must say,

THE MARYMOUNT WALKWAY IS A FREAKING NIGHTMARE.

I swear, I could've pissed my pants if I decided to walk on the pavement instead of the wider road. Especially if some dude walked in the opposite direction. Or even worse, was behind me. OH GOD I'm never going back there again. At night, at least.

EVEN BETTER; walkway from general office to humans canteen had a NICE, CLEAR VIEW OF THE SCIENCE BLOCK WITH THE FLOATING FOETUS and THAT DAMN GRIFFLES STANDEE IN THE CANTEEN (I swear, I never heard my voice go so high). I'm gonna punch the standee. When it's brighter.

So that's me whimpering to the manna café pickup point where there was (not-so-but-still-present) lighting. URGH.

Have to bathe AGAIN.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.