MY CHAOTIC SON

1403---

WEll its been a fucked long month...
so for the change im going wuth some ingles... ajaja ahi un mix full great...(bullshit)---

first and finally I´ve become something i didn´t want... in this nightmarish unfair world of mischief and mayhem ( to quote the last filosofos geniales) my chaotic perception of human live and the malyamado cosmos is out of doubt.... I´ve seen the unseen, listen the silence, learned the madness, feel the nothing and wanted to forget it and become.... whatever I´m not....

he dont walk but he rides a bus, bizzaramente caigo en cuenta of what is hapenning... when the fucking not existent human´s stupidity creation god gives you the idea of a happy time you can be ready for the freacking tragedy... love-warm-happiness-regretless... naaa it goes as fast as it cames..

he dont cry but he knows he will, nobody´s fault but everyone carries the cross, nothing to do more than keep dying... the begining of the end...tears roll down...

alone again i think i´ll end... somebettertimeswillcometogowithpain...hate and revenge in my hands


..... i hate you FUCKING people...

peace!