Nothing there is could explain myself. You mid aswell find out for yourself. Things come, things go..... where does my heart decide to flow. Stuck in limbo, stuck in bliss, forever trapped within my own hell is my list. Look far, look hard stray to deep and you may never know how to return. I am filled with hate, I am filled with anger, but like a coin there is always two sides to this riddle. I am a loyal induvidual and very protective given the condition. My mind is plauged with many things, many vertues scribbled about, with many chaotic thoughts and much evil around. It takes two minds inside of me to balance one another. Split is the way the mind works with many other flaws. A master to my own mind, a demon in my soul and nothing in my heart can be sowen. This is a vague discription but have it as you will, I can be quite a scare or quite the beneviliant hero just depends who you are.

Not much I like. Somewhat force myself to like things. Only a few that i can say I like. I like music, metal the most. But the things i find the most important to me are my ladies. Katherine my mother, ma sistas, my neices and nephews. Than of corse my blue Mustang And as far as everything else goes it's only surface, nothing deeper nothing more. The world hasn't been as kind as it should have for me to actually find things I love. Once I find something to hold high its taken away and burned within my heart. Forever walking alone in this hell for a time, a spirit lost in the abyss and nothing to find.

Theres alot not too like about or world, alot of problems and alot of commotion. What do you look for in the worlds flaws, too many to tell too great to comprehende. If you worry about them then your leave all the good behind. A start is needed or it all will be gone before our eyes. . . . . .What i dont like the most thou is the lack of a beautiful lady to lay beside at night, am i doing something wrong ladies or am i forever cursed?