Kickstart my heart.

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Let's hope it doesn't die anytime soon.

Finale.

As bad as things go, as cruel as the world seems to be, as hopeless as you feel, somehow or the other, sooner or later, everything's gonna be all right.

Amen.

Apathy.

My heart is a huge black matter, that requires nothing, needs nothing, and feels nothing. I view life as it is, always passing and ever changing, while I just stand there and watch everything flash by - Life, love, studies, importance, responsibility, friends, family, the world. I try to reach out to it, to grab them as they come by, to make them stop, and let me have a chance to be with them. But they just keep passing, one by one, and my hands aren't fast enough to catch them, to grab them. What can I do?

Nothing.

I try to force my legs to move, but it won't. I try to reach farther, but my hands can only take me so far. I try to shout, but my mouth does not open. I try to try, but I did not. What should I do?

Nothing.

Is this what I want? No, I want to be able to enjoy what others enjoy, I want to be able to enjoy happiness, sadness, rage, peace, fear and security. What should I do?

Nothing.

And so instead of giving chase to the ever-changing time, I drop my hand, and cock my head back in disappointment. What would I do?

Nothing.

I raise my head again, and once again witness how everything passes by my life. I don't try to catch it, I don't even feel sad for it. I just let it pass, what does it matter anyway?

Everything.

But what do I do?

Nothing.

'The saddest apathy is not one which you don't care about the world, it's one which you don't even start to care about yourself.'

I guess I've reached that point.

Evil.

Lesser evil desire superiority and worship of the people, they ensue chaos and instill fear into the people's heart, but does not ultimately kill, instead downgrade the people to befit their thirst for superiority. Their rampage is triggered and fueled by a great sense of inferiority complex, insecurity and their need for attention.

Moderate evil desire money and their own bodily needs, they too ensue chaos and controls with fear, without killing, but makes use of the fear in the mass to get their wants. Their rampage is triggered and fueled by greed, lust and the personality of a hedonist.

Evil desires life and blood, they do not mean to ensue chaos, but in their run, they unwillingly cause it. They have no sense of remorse, no sense of disgust and no sense of shame in their doings, they have no value for human life, and treats it as a mere consumable to feast their bloodthirst. Their rampage is triggered and fueled by rage, bloodthirst, grudge and sometimes insanity.

Greater evil desire chaos, they do not bother about anything else, they just want to see the world burn. They kill if need be, steal if need be, assault if need be, but all these are secondary. What is primary for them is to destroy the society the government has build, and watch as how the situation evolves. They have totally no remorse, no value for human life, and no feelings whatsoever. Their huge apathy for anything in the world leads them to find no interest in life or the world, and their only sense of happiness is watching the world crumble. Their rampage is triggered and fueled by a sense of nihilism, apathy and pure thirst for destruction.

True evil desire nothing. They do not bother about any single thing that goes on with or in the world, or even bother with anything or anyone. Their mind and soul is a complete blank that has no end, no needs, no nothing. They have no aim, no wants for chaos, no needs for destruction. Their life is a question mark, and they are seen as someone very caring or kind in this society, who listens and is a great advisor, and this they learn from others, and copy them outright. For they are just an empty vessel, capable of doing nothing, and yet everything at the same time.

The lesser their intent for committing all these treacheries, the deadlier they are. Like the saying goes 'the most evil does not show they're evil'.

Don't Trust Me.

Dont Trust Me - 3OH!3

Black dress with the tights underneath
I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth
And she's an actress(actress)but she ain't got no need
Shes got money from her parents in a trust fund back east

Tongues always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth
And tell your boyfriend
If he says he's got beef that I'm a vegetarian
And I ain't fucking scared of him

She wants to touch me, wahoo
She wants to love me, wahoo
She'll never leave me, wahoo wahoo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Cos' a hoe won't trust me

She wants to touch me, wahoo
She wants to love me, wahoo
She'll never leave me, wahoo wahoo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Cos' a hoe won't trust me

X's on the back on your hand
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands
And the set list(set list)
You stole off the stage
Has red and purple lipstick all over the page

Bruises cover your arms shaking in the
Fingers with the bottle in your palm
And the best is(best is)
No one knows who you are
Just another girl, alone at the bar!

She wants to touch me, wahoo
She wants to love me, wahoo
She'll never leave me, wahoo wahoo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Cos' a hoe won't trust me

She wants to touch me, wahoo
She wants to love me, wahoo
She'll never leave me, wahoo wahoo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Cos' a hoe won't trust me

Shush girl, shut your lips
Do the Hellen Keller
And talk with your hips

I said shush girl, shut your lips
Do the Hellen Keller
And talk with your hips

I said shush girl, shut your lips
Do the Hellen Keller
And talk with your hips

She wants to touch me, woo hoo
She wants to love me, woo hoo
She'll never leave me, woo hoo woo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a ho, that won't trust me

She wants to touch me, woo hoo
She wants to love me, woo hoo
She'll never leave me, woo hoo woo hoo hoo
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe, that won't trust me

Flurry.

My heart craves. My mind is contented.

My heart's calm. My mind's a swirl.

My heart shatters. My mind recollects.

My heart loves. My mind lusts.

My heart's furious. My mind controls.

My heart pities. My mind dismisses.



They say reason is over emotion, but what if your mind can't think, and worst off, your heart can't feel?

I say let your mind feel, and your heart think.

On a lighter note.

Although I tend to get on your nerves (and you on mine, hehehe.),
you've been a splendid mom, and I really wanna thank you for that.
And what better way to say that I love you on Mother's day right? :)
Happy Mother's day!

To Mom, with love.