Meh

All this is nothing. Every morning is meaningless. But still, I doesn't make me sad. When nothing really matters, you can't feel sad nor happy. Everything is just a constant 'meh'. "Good mehning", "How meh you?" In the evening I meh myself to sleep and dream about exciting things.

proud

We march for rights. We march for freedom. Still we are prisoners of unfair system.

Future is bright

Plans change. Plans change. Plans change. Planschange. Plans stay. For better.

The Clairvoyant

I'm the one who mixes works of torture, suicide and death to whiskey with soda. I sit in my closet and drink for despair. I want to celebrate the divination of matter and spirit, body and soul, bosons away. O Father Lucifuge Rolocale, the great judge of Hell. Balance me between demons and angels. Open my eye. Open my mind. I need to see clearly.

A city

This city is dirty. It smells like hunger for flesh of rotten desire, it smells like loneliness. It smells like drugs and sex, it smells like status and selfishness. In a sense it's beautiful. In a sense it's waste of life.

Drawing figures

With blind eyes I search for love. With deaf ears I listen to the sounds of happiness. I've been roaming this road of loneliness to keep myself company.
With blind eyes you search for love. With deaf ears you listen the echoes of acceptance. You roam the road of loneliness to medicate yourself from it.
I keep my distance. You keep your childish ways. We keep our loneliness.

snow

fuck the spring
i never liked summer anyway
who needs sun
who needs skateboards
who needs peace
love and happiness
who the fuck
was born is summer
no
not me.