emperor of ice cream

three days before christmas. the saddest one ever. i can't wait. i've found an appropriate family to sponsor me for the day. i shall bask in their pity. i'll be wearing my "tiny tim" scarf, to complete the effect.

getting some new ink on christmas eve, to turn this time into a scar. something to remind me always.

stuck killing time at work today and tomorrow. listening to the idle chatter of other people waft over low cubicle walls. it seems everybody is married up. me, i'm stuck on the isle of abandoned toys.

everything in my world is dead.

NOTHING IS REAL.

there is nothing left to believe in.

thank you for that.