The tale of the year of 2014.

Oh, yes folks. The tale of the year of 2014 is a certain new exploit to tell a thing or two about real life reality and trying to find your place as a creator in a bad college. It might be the continuation of a story or two. It might be a start of the story of comics. But it will be told in a certain manner conductive of a story. Okay, dig this. Eh,what happened out was- did some really experimental stuff, went to class and did assignments to the best of my ability, went to the library and mostly bed ridden for a large period of time. Just did not have time for the bullshit of people and their true demonic nature; just up and left. The journey continued and while I did not have to see bat shit crazy people anymore-certain things of people's wandering psychosis of heroism for doing nothing but evil comes to haunt you. This is a real fucking halloween story and it starts in the January. The cold. The winter.
Full of weaknesses and really for the heck of it. One was not going to toss their life away just for some dumb meaningless grades. There was another opportunity and so I took that one. It was somewhat faith and hard work but no one these days has faith I know and look down on anyone with. As if they are evil and seem to think with twig brains that works out in reality. It does not. People who are truly lost of faith are not heroes but damned demons just being able to hide in society and no one notices the harm of them; society keeps on meriting them and never realizes how much dangerous it is to merit people who want to rid people of the safety and peace of mind for ever doing of the heart what they cowards could never do; live and believe like people. I clarify to the many hoes who might read these; it was not a catch coming across you and it was not destiny to be with you~ when you were the only one with these thoughts and never acted and just assumed it was my duty to fulfill your needs and think disparaging things of me and my race. Yea, so, no hoes-you don't get people by being so butthurt you like them and then acting as if they are out to get you as if your delusion came true if they ever speak to you. You just up in fear mongering get your axe and start the chopping. No caring to who is hurt at all. Or even me. You do not believe in faith. Or the duty of it or that people would even do well to you. You believe in a fierce entitlement to grasp reality as an object which it can never be even for those who work hard. Your sight is but delusion and fierce joy to be a harlot of bastardizations of what the modern scene should be. Racism should be dead. Subverting blame to people whom you are attracted to because of their race and outlook should be too. Fierce insanities exist in the eyes of doo doo hoes with goo goo iris eyes. I don't believe for a minute the myth your entitlement and your 15 minutes of fame and given power in an axis college system I swear is over. Or if your bitch ass barely go to college; it over too. People are not these concepts you seem and people will not take up with the fierce nonsense I have seen from girls who behaved as if they were never people in the first place. But make belief gods who can do anything because of their self important ordained position they never have to question character, morals or work.

I do not need to constantly assert my identity. I do not need to say anything to your fucking face. The pen is mightier than the sword and this is what that story is. A pen that writes you bitches as the trashy bitter devil bitten bitches and whores and yet hoes you are in truth.

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