I'm where the vicious ends of life twist flowers into knives, and a violent beat pounds silent and discrete. It's a circuitous route to the den of disillusionment, but once there, you don't ever have to worry about getting out. I've seen others get there, but rarely, and I don't think there's a word for it. If someone would like to buy me a big ass dictionary that I can thumb through on occasion, I would appreciate it.
I'm a pseudo-libertarian and an atheist that is the athi-est! I border on anti-theist. This means that I will offend 99.999999999% of anyone I come into contact with by way of my very existence. Which of course means that I offend you, or have a high chance to.
I'm currently reading Moby Dick and Sherlock Holmes. I swear to fucking christ on a cock stick that it's true. It's not cute or nerdy or fun or whatever. I'm lame and I enjoy lame things. It matters even less since you've either clicked "back", clicked "home", or have closed the browser to go on a date with the more interesting cutout that has only slightly nerdy qualities that allows you to continue to impress upon others how much you love nerds. This further allows you to pretend that you are compatible with that bassist for that band who is really a closet nerd even though you can't name two fucking X-men and have no idea what C++ is. I honestly hope you die soon.
What else is there to say about me? I have no idea. You'd have to ask those around me to find out. Most likely the words that will come up are: irresponsible, asshole, cantankerous, sleepy, anti-social, pompous, bull-headed, arrogant, elitist, grumpy, and super duper sweet. One or more of these is probably a lie.
AIM for my heart, and you'll always miss: EightBit01100010
