decided to cycle to nowhere. and placed the camera in my basket and recorded nothingness.
today, my dad asked me something which was very much intellectually disabled. when i reached the front door and unlocking the gate...
Dad:"So are you back home already?" *while reading his newspaper in the living room*
Me:"No dad, I'm still out in the woods."
I don't know if my dad know that it was actually a snide remark, but I think he laughed. completely mental. the question is. oh, yes, out of boredom, i did pierced my eyes (oh fuck, did i type eyes?! i wish i have the courage to pierce my eyes, then i won't have to see this world ever again but no, i pierced my ear). not like my brain needs anymore holes but what is wrong with me. and i was alone this time. i think i got influenced, i'm insane. INSANNNEEEEEEEE! fuck everyone. i'm not really a misanthrope or being cynical but shit, i can't stand the sight of humans. i wish i'm an ant. so i die fast and small. and my death would be insignificant, therefore, there won't be any funeral for me.