Something Dark, and Orange.

Orange. Such a dark color. Just like my life. Just one giant black hole. Melancholy. Sadness. Depression. Mr. Slave to his darkness. They call me many things. But most of all they call me that depressing kid who sits in the corner and whines all day about his race car. "Spoiled little rich kid." It causes me great pain inside to hear those words. *Insert sad face here*

Strength

Me. I am the definition of strength. I hoist whole buildings. I can leap whole skyscrapers in a single bound. They call me superman. I can fly faster than a plane.... and stuff. The end.

Me with 13 bills of straight cash money

I get money. Erre day at the Subway. Look up Yolo Swag on Google and dis is what you will get. A picture of me with my fat racks of cash. (Racks on Racks on Racks) When I walk up in dat club I make  it rain Benjamin's. I am a straight G and don't you ever forget because if you do it will hurt my feelings. *Insert Dubstep Here* On a more serious note, this represents that I should be a rapper.

Sadness. Depression. Matt's a Douche.

 My life has been one giant story of melancholy and anguish. Also matt is a flaming homosexual. He is the reason for my sadness.

The wink of the coolest person ever.

Many have described my wink as infectious. Meaning that when I wink everyone else in the room winks. Its happened ever since I was a child. For about 2 1/2 weeks they are stuck winking. Within that time they cannot sleep. They eventually go insane.

I feel trapped like a mime in a box

My existence makes me feel trapped in a box. Even though I yell out for help no words come out. Everyone just keeps going on with their lives while I sit here. Trapped in my little box.

Anger consumes my soul

Anger. It surrounds my existence, Consuming me like a plague. It has turned my life into a cesspool of vexation.

A Mess after an annoying day at Submart

I become a mess after a day of closing at the local Submart (Subway in Walmart) By the end of the night I begin to dislike strongly everyone that comes in. In my mind I am screaming "GO AWAY NO ONE LOVES YOU!" But I never say it. I just wish I could telepathically send my message to the undesired customers. That way maybe they will just go home and inhale 5 galleons of Ben&Jerry's. (And if you are wondering yes my pupils turn white)

My soul is dark. My life is a black abyss.

This is a picture of me and what I wore today. I decided to take the picture while holding the camera at a strange angle. Also to add a cool effect. The articles of clothing I am wearing are a We Came As Romans size M T-Shirt. A pair of W31 L32 Levi's Slim Straight jeans, and a size 32 studded leather belt. For socks I am repping some golden toed hanes.

Little Hands

These are my friends Alix's hands. They are smaller then the average humans hands. For this reason we find it enjoyable to poke fun at her. They remind me of the hands on that whopper commercial.

Mystical Stairs of Death and Destruction

These stairs lead to a terrifying beast, and they are pretty high.