Another cynical internet nothing spewing words of wisdom that offend some and bore others.
A masterclass with Devin Townsend.
I love this man more than words can describe. He is a god, an idol, a genius, a mad scientist.. whatever you want to call him.
Thank you to the person that sent me a picture of Devin autograph too. I appreciate it, man.. more than you’ll even know.
Finally my mentality snapped on Twitter. I hate my fucking ex more than anyone in this world.. and I would’ve punched the life out of my own father. I would have loved nothing more than to see him take his last breath as his eyes went cold and lifeless.
Going to cry hard in bed.. it’s best just to leave me be while I break apart even more.
My last threads of sanity…. gone.
Devin and Anneke - A match made in infinite heaven.
Ziltoid FTW!!
Ears now at 26mm (1”1/16). Btw, I’m drunk and my beanie rocks! (Taken with instagram)
EDIT; Yes, I got out of bed JUST to trying putting these cocksucking silicone tunnels in again.
Laying in bed listening to Devin Townsend’s, ‘Ghost’. Total zen moment.
My mental issues are in ultra high gear and driving me towards a very evil, dark place. Moments like this are the only peace I get.
Got my 26mm tunnels. Tried for an hour to get them in, all I accomplished is a complete loss of patience, the tunnels thrown who the fuck knows where and soon to be a drugged, angry nothing laying once again in a cold bed alone.
My request for Devin Townsend’s signature has changed, just give me a gun and a room that’s easy to clean up afterwards.
To slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me —
- Tool (H.)
Ignoring the light outside while wishing I wasn’t alone.. the woes of a nocturnal, single person. (Taken with instagram)
Oh am I a vicious asshole.
Btw, I’m not actually racist.. I just love fucking with Twitter morons that think I really give a shit about what they have to say.
Make a Rihanna/Abuse joke on Twitter.. attract people to relieve some built up hate on. This shit is way too fucking easy.
I’m going to bed, see you bitches this afternoon when I wake up with a wine hangover.