My Token Emo Entry

Impregnable shards of ice have formed on my heart over the years. Yet Love, its acids, never ceases to burn through the cage to uncover raw flesh and an encumbering stone.

Flee, flee - escape this enrapturement. It will devour you whole, asphyxiating your heart within it.

Besides, you know what? It's never going to work. Who needs humans when you have domesticated animals like cats? Sometimes I’m convinced that a turtle would make better conversation than some.

Lethe. You are so f-ing queer. What is wrong with you?

I can write far-fetched metaphors to entertain myself. Although what I write seldom has any meaning, I do write. I write what’s on my mind – Incomplete thoughts. My inner monologue usually lacks complete and utter coherency.

Release, closure, embarkation.

Fear is a mother. The fear of commitment and the fear of being alone seem to enjoy working together to make mockery of me.

Oh, and one more thing. Taco Bell’s Fiesta Burrito tastes like crap.