Yeah right. I'm making a frontpage post about snorlax.

He's bigass.

Hey. I haven't tried out the Embed Video Newsposts yet, so I made a little video just for you.

OH EDIT: Can't forget the screaming frog.

Holy shit.
10 min Karaoke Medley

I recorded this thing for like 8 hours yesterday..
The reason I could focus that long?
Somebody doped me.

I still have no idea who or why, but yesterday in my coffee my mother brought me I realised after drinking it that there were some white powderblop like thingys at the bottom. I put them on the spoon smeared it around, smelled bitter.
Tasted bitter.

I talked with my mom about it. She had it in her coffee aswell, but she didn't test the taste. so she had nothing from it.

But fuck.. ignoring the fact I got drugged up without my approvement this shit does just what you'd expect. I'm freaking fast and my tounge and chin are uncontrably moving. My eyes look like I'm on extasy.. Well I guess I am.

I need to find out who did this to me.
It was irresponsible and very very mean.

I gotta lay off the drugs because I'm someone who gets addicted to the feeling fast.
So yeah In the meantime, Enjoy this thing I recorded with intense enjoyment:

A 13 Minute Karaoke Medley
Songlist:
1. James Blunt - Beautiful
2. Eric Clapton - Tears in Heaven
3. No Doubt - Don't Speak
4. Béyonce - Irreplaceable
5. Bob Marley - Don't Worry, Be Happy
6. Christina Aguilera - Beautiful
7. Elton John - Can you feel the love tonight
8. Ben. E. King - Stand By Me
9. Rihanna - Unfaithful
10. Avril Lavigne - Sk8er Boi
11. Rihanna - Umbrella
12. Britney Spears - Not A Girl
13. Christina Aguilera - Hurt
14. Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love
15. One Republic - Apologize
16. Nelly Furtado - I'm Like A Bird
17. Natascha Bedingfield - Unwritten
18. Disney Alladin - A Whole New World

Original Instrumentals with original lyrics represented by me.

Enjoy [<3]

Just kidding. I have no PicoMovie in the works nor prepared.

Haha. (< stupid asshole laugh)

If I Had One This Fella would be the mainrole which is tomfulp mixed with the Bots and a slight taste of FAG.

That's all. I'm writting a book, recording ruined cover songs, trying to get back into business.

Yeah right.

Getting rid off the lousy emo journal.

I suppose it's time to pull an april fools off now.

No?

Anyways, I don't know what to say.
You're waiting for new animations, I know I know.

I'm working on scripts.
SCRIPTS!

..well I'm not. but maybe now that I mentioned it I will.

It's time for some random series by me anyways.

Working on another random highspeed flick which will never come out.

Then planning on going for a new XX hours of my Life.
That one's gonna pull the trigger.

Also writting lotsa lyrics here and there improving my crappy voice, and sending some silly pitched demotape to some producer then.

Also playing the Harmonica in the streets begging people for 50 cents, as I get those I start tripping out on the harmonica still following them, asking for a euro. It's worth gold.

Also cutting my left arm into pieces just for the lols.

Also I'm driving people in the psychatry more insane then they already are and am tryinng to give them new psychoses so that they leave to a closed station.
It's Fun.

New love is great. Like grate.

Here's a story:

Penis dick flapped into buildings to fight the cheese off his infected head.
Little did he know that the pussyjuice running down his crackhole was buttered in jellyfish cum.
It made him feel funny inside his shaft, when suddenly the pubes were starting to burn themselves off leaving a nasty stank that smelt of chicken.
The chicken from Zelda came to attack the cock when suddenly everything got splattered in piss and feces.
Princess Zelda came to lick it all off but Ganondork had his fist up her ass making her his marionette and bashed her skull open on the stairway to heaven.
Then mario came and left because Pikachu stole his hat, sat in it and placed a big fat dump full of blood and worms in it which made the Blue Men Group turn orange because they were so ashamed from all this mess and because a big rock that looked like Naruto fell on their balls.

Everyone died then and got reborn as Digital Monsters who could evolve by eating grass and they got caught into lil Tamagotchi like eggs so that norwegian kids could stick them up their arse and shit them into their mothers mouth.

The Moral of all of this is: Penis.

I'm gonna go outside now because the sun is shining and because I'm a lousy bum that has nothing to do but to play the harmonica on rooftops.

Then I'll go back to clinic and kick my therapist in the nuts.

My penis is gone.

and I finally managed to get the fuck thrown out of the psychiatry!

[high fives himself]

Now that was something.
What can I say..

I just couldn't stand it anymore, I got sick of the people's faces, of the walls, the smell of hospital, the everlasting days of nothing and more nothing. I told them the day before I was getting a cliniccollapse and that it was time for me to leave.. I was just searching for an alternative still.. ehh but silly me just couldn't wait.
Prepared my bed in a silly way, left a note of: BRB.
and got the fuck out over night.
Walked through the streets, snowy btw, and eventually ended up on some warm air ventilator thingy near some garage. slept thair.
lol. was fun. My wrists are cut randomly, supposely I was about to implode because my head was on strike so this did the trick.
Silly.

So how is me now?
2 months later I am different. In a weird abstract and surreal way.
I don't strive for the same things, I became more realistic I became more mature, yet I'll always remain the silly crazy dreamer that I've been. I would die without longing for things of huge extends. I want it, I need it, and so I'll get it.

I'm getting thairr.
Aware of my potential I do have new motivation and new lifetricks disguised in what I like to call myself.

I am one person now. Still pretty full of weird creatures and thoughts but atleast It's all mine and it's all me.

V and I are forever apart, I got over it better than expected, because here I am, still alive.
Sadly my love turned into pure hate and I had to hit that right in her face, to make the goodbye easier for me, and it worked.
We'll never talk to eachother again. It's probably better that way.

I have a new girlfriend. She's 30. and we get along superb.
We have the same kind of thinking and some same problems. and we're doing great at lying around randomly doing nothing specific, and it still feels great. I like her.

My old friends are all banned from my life. I'll build up a new cycle of dudes and dudettes to hang around with.
In order to stay clean aswell, because that went way easier than expected too. and I'm glad. had to stop, and it did.

I don't know how I'll continue yet. I'm not completely sane, not completely cured, not completely ready. But I'll have to kick my ass and get going. It's time to live.
No clue wheither to continue skool or just pull my own business off, they say I'm clever enough for both.. but I'm unsure.

Nontheless I do have more self confidence now and It's all going straight up up to the top.

I'll make art and animations again.
I'm feeling mixed towards everything atm. I'm rather confused and lost at this very moment, I only wanted to clear some things up for those interested. so there you go.

PS: This post is extremely full of homoerotic love. Really. It's gay.

i made one

I farted.

Helas.
First of all: How is you?

Now.
Over two weeks have passed since I went to the fulltime clinic.
I'm getting the Saturday and Sundays off, having to be back at 9 anyways, not allowed to sleep at home yet.
I fucked off a few days ago, slept home but got convinced to join their asylum again the day after. God damn Brainwashing.
Today is Sunday. Sundays are bad. I always detested them.
I didn't do a structure for the day, as I was supposed to, either because Sundays are unpredictable and today is bad, like bad. So just let me live.

19 days.. 19 days.. I don't know where I'm at.
My heart is empty, as is my soul. I'm filled with a mixture of the will to become good/cured while being full of all evil I consumed over the years, steadily growing. I can still feel the ticking inside my head, and that mothafuggin bomb is gonna splatter my head into pieces fosho'. I have my doubts of all of this coming to a happy end.
I'm not made for that. and I don't want that.
I'm curing my depressions, yes. but no, I'm not changing. I'm not becoming good. Blood must flow.
My potential is becoming dangerous. It's humongous.
I'm not gonna leave clinic untill I have complete control over what I possess. This is a one time chance, not to make up for my mistakes, but to build up on them.

You can feel the hate filling my heart, yes?
Sane or not, right or wrong, irresponsibility is not a matter no more. I can build up on what I am. This is not about becoming good.

I'm playing along their shitty games. but I'm just patiently enduring and waiting for my time to come.
You'll see me rushing through the god damn glass door the moment I can finally feel through my whole body what has been hidden inside my mind for so long.

Why yes, I am changing. but for good? HA, what for?
No. I am gonna become a better someone, yes. but I won't join the lousy norm. That's just not my goal. No more.
Blood must flow.

This is a threat, yes.
Take my warning serious. Don't expect to get harmed by me, this is not my intention. I have bigger actions planned.

Your question:
Will I make animations and art again?
The chances stand alright, though I do not care much about art no more. But I won't keep my hand still no more.. soon.
I'm someone that has to produce, for too long I was unable to do so, and it harmed me. The defects holding me back are getting rid off. I'll use this goddamn creativity and potential in all it's glory.
And yes, that does mean I'll return to the business at some point of time. But there will be changes.

I won't be the same no more.
I'll be bigger. A standalone being. A cruel fighter with no sense of moral. I am a threat to everyone else and I'm loving it. And I'm working hard on it. I have no love no more, it has been taken away from me. So what do you do to get over it?
You hate.
And I can hate just as much as I loved. Even more.
You may watch and enjoy the process of all this. I can promise the audience getting much more out of this then when I've been in the slavery called love.

I'm still caged, but I know where the key is now. and I'm digging through my skull to get to it. Things are changing.
Something is happening.

And it ain't the way anyone would want things to turn out.
But me.
godcomplex?

eh.. I think I'm becoming moar insane in thair than outside.

Also:
Today the true war on Scientology begins.
I have high doubts in the chances that this will remain a peaceful protest. Too many monsters among us.
The time has come to make a move and I can see some using up their fully grown evil potential to the max just for this real-life act.

They better pull off something epic. Nobody needs random /b/tards shouting memes through a crowd. I beg to differ this will be in any successful buttt ahhh well, freedom of whatever.
Better not make it a failget.

So this is a newspost. You think you're up to date now but you know oh so little of what's truly happening.

But after all the hate, I still love you.
And rly.. It only began. This is just an inbetween post.

Chillout. Keep it coo'.
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Now playing: Yael Naïm - New Soul

going to clinic tomorrow.
changing my life. becoming happy.

coming back though.
hang on.

EDIT: Gonna take awhile. I may stay there. Alot has build up that has to be "cured". There's some digging to do.

Lol I'll never make it but I'm giving it this last shot. and if it's only to get antidepressions.

LastEDIT: Too late to get healed. I'm overdue.

NVM: I'll be good, it's just gonna be really really hard.
send me getbetter cards.