Praise the sun! Praise the sun even though he lied to us all and is a deceiver who burns my head in the summer! Paint the man cut the lines! Praise the tyrant king!

Yes! The clouds have kicked the bright kind off of his bright blue throne and the clouds take over! Bow down to your new rulers!

Yo. What's up? Oh ok. That's cool/im sorry to here abiut that. What? You wanna know more about me? That's odd.

Well im a pyromaniac just trying to find love and comfort in fanfictions. God now that im saying it, it sounds so depressing and disappointing.

I like to think about our inevitable death that makes our life meaningless because we are all going to be forgotten so there is no point in trying so hard to have a good life, but i still try to make it seem like everything is okay by lying to myself, i just keep telling myself everything is fine and i don't think i can do it much longer. Have a good day/night [INSERTNAMEHERE]!