I wonder if Hannibal Lecter had to be in a cage match with Patrick Bateman, no rules but no weapons, which one would walk out alive…
I wonder how many people one person can genuinely befriend at a time…
I wonder how many famous bands are fans of my favorite band, Incubus…
I wonder why the most honest among us are the ones nobody trusts…
I wonder why people refuse to read instructions in their entirety…
I wonder what I’m wearing in his mind when the monster misses me
because I know that he does…
he does, he just don’t give a fuck
I wonder when Artificial Intelligence is going to get all suicidal and just shut everything down
saddened by how
pointless sentience seems to be…
I know that fucker misses me
I wonder if the people who say being gay is a choice have chosen to be gay from time to time and that’s their evidence…
I wonder why it’s so hard for me to sit on a philosophical or emotional fence…
I wonder how much heat it would take to make Earth burst…
I wonder why I always think about killers first…
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 