Where am I?

What have I done? How can this be?

I have come to this point of overwhelming tension, alone. 

As I will remain.

This is a front, don’t let me fool you.

Here I am, on a late Thursday night, taking a break.

What? or from what?

Work. Yeah, what the hell is that? Oh well, what must be done must be done.

The shitty part is I have to show up pretty much first thing to take care of something else! Oh well.

Make that paper, son.

I guess it’s real enough…

i may have a problem with trust. it’s possible, i would say.

but that is beside the point.

after all, it’s not my fault that everyone else around you is telling you that you shouldn’t play with fire and you go and get yourself burnt.

welcome to my blog. this is a personal project of mine. hopefully i will find use in it.