the good boy.

Outsiders' inside:
The good boy. The mama's boy. The boy who does things right. The nice guy. The decent fellow, who was raised right. The apple of the eye.

Insider's inside:
A compulsion. A need to do right. The need to be the light in someone's dawn; to be the cotton candy in a fair on fire; to be the meth in a junkie's drawer; to be the right in all that wrong.

Outsiders' need:

Something to look at and feel hopeful. Someone to talk to and feel nice. Something to remind them of morality and make them think it's okay to be bad, there is some good in the world to take care of the rest.

Insider's need:

To do wrong. To be mean. To be an ass-hole. To be the motherfucking jackass he tries to despise. To be the one who doesn't give a shit about anything. The guy who wants to bang a redhead and go break something in the parking lot.

Outsiders' and insider's reality:
I'm working on it.

closure.

This is not another emo post on emotional closure... in a way it is.
This blog existed mainly for catharsis. The lack of complete mind fuck has led to a state where I can not be creative. No sarcasm, no angst and no humour.

Hence, I declare this blog temporarily closed.

I am out of topics to write about. I ask you (those of you who manage to wander onto this page after so long) to give me topics you would like to read my thoughts on. Leave them as comments and elaborate a little just to let me know if you think about it in a positive or negative sense.

I promise I will write about a few of them by the end of next week.

In case no one reads this, it was fun trying to blog.

That's all folks.