 Friends         |  Fahk: Well here's a heavily obscured photo of my face, great seeing the ones who are okay, and the ones I didn't get a chance to see. I hope you're doing well too, until next time friends. Fahk: RABBLE RABBLERABBLE RABBLE FUCK NO ONE EVEN LOOKS AT THIS PAGE I DON'T EVEN THINK ANY OF MY FRIENDS GET ON ANYMORE OTHER THEN MIKE AND YA KNOW WHO YOU ARE SORRY TURNING INTO A THOUGHT PAGE DELETE ME IT'S OKAY I UNDERSTAND WHY DID I WRITE THIS IN ALL CAPS? BECAUSE REASONS Fahk: It's okay, i understand. If I can't stand to see myself in the mirror, I can only imagine what you see through your own eyes. So please don't think it'll bother me that you turn away, it's what I have to do every time I see my reflection in anyone's eyes.  NyanofyourBusiness: everyone thinks ur cute. love urself. everything will get better.  trust ur dreams  theKnaveofNevermore: how was it i wonder, the villain who brought society to its very knees, the man who showed us our selves, who taught us to judge the very skin we are in, the man who cursed the world and humanity with its own refection, the mirror. Fahk: If my life is truly to be prolonged by your medicine, then why am I coughing up blood you self-indulged pricks? You money obsessed fucks are killing civilians for profit, given I don't care to much for it going on, but i'm sure there's 1000's of others who are going through the same thing. Perhaps even children. It's not the fact we can't cure the shit, but it's the fact you rather bandage it, just so we can keep buying the god damn band-aids. theKnaveofNevermore: stabilize them, keep them off balanced and not quite themselves. not healthy to be sure, alive but clinging to hope, frail and need stricken, in want of the medicine that is for sale, they will pay and pay. what possible choice is there in that brutal forestalling of the end. keep me alive. not however living. very sad man. Fahk: Thought- It's okay to hate me, me. Not many people do like me if any, so why should you? Well maybe there's a reason or two, but even if we collect them, they're so very few. So by that logic, who are you to you? And to whom are you supposed to answer to? Does no one other then you command you? or is this an illusion for you to unwittingly follow others until you stumble into your tomb? But if we refuse to move then we surely fall in the back and die in the blackness on the other side of the moon. But if we go forward to much we stand out, and become a visionary. and only assassination and laceration can come from this type of move. So I pose again, should you like you? And if you don't, then who would even bother to try and save you? Perhaps you're just another destined to die while you cover yourself from life's other hidden charades, hell some might even throw a parade. So why not pick up a gun, and play a quick tune for others rejoice to? As I said this is a thought page. Please remove me if you're not pleased or to confused by this. theKnaveofNevermore: the curse be upon us, we that see too much, too much. blessed are the ignorant. Fahk: Thought- I hate staring into my work bathrooms mirror, not for the normal self-esteem thing, but for those few short moments of washing my hands, I can hear the bustling of dishes, the chatter if people making casual conversation, and the distant noise of my music playing from the kitchen. Yes all these make a melancholic melody of my life, between my two jobs, and living from paycheck to paycheck. It's getting rather dull to be me. January, you couldn't come soon enough to get me away from all of this. P.S.- For anyone to bother reading this, do any of you just stand in a crowded room, and think what type of fetishes the people around you have. Fahk: I can tell you all missed me soo much Anyways~ For those who are interested in knowing the reason why i haven't been on is because i've been painting. I probably won't be done for another two months. I'll post pictures then x) Fahk: So this is the only image I have taken in almost oh god I don't know how long and showed it to social media. o.o Fahk: You wanna play games? Then c'mon lets play. I'll pull your strings just so I can hear the words which you thought you wanted to say~ Fahk: People desire the bodies Those veiled in beauty Mistaking those that symbolize lust For the ones they truly love A rose in a garden of darkness Infected by madness Thorns made from agony Will surely one day wither away But people will be none the wiser To the masquerade That blinds them everyday (Still in progress, thoughts?)  Fahk: (Edited) A rose in a garden of darkness Infected by madness Thorns made of agony People desire the bodies Those veiled in beauty Mistaking those that symbolize lust For the ones they love but one day it will wither away Leaving behind nothing But a trail of blood and tears In it's all consuming wake Yet none will be the wiser To the masquerade That blinds them everyday And when another flower springs The crowds will gather To only have their hearts shattered For this is the ugliness Of humanity at its finest |
