it burns out your heart

[alkaos]

alkaos sotero
23
i'm a loner, accept for that
damn german girl Em...something
who follows me everywhere.
i do anything i want
and i can't spell very good
but i don't care.

i mean i guess i could captilize stuff and use proper grammar, but i don't know english writing all that good.
but listen, i don't judge you (okay well, i do, but don't i keep it to myself?) so don't judge me. out loud. or you'll start somethin you can't finish, radish.

[alkaos]

my ribcage is an empty pit!

don't let it get you down, being heartless. it's really not so bad if you think 'bout it in a logical sort of way. i mean, seriously, radish, it's just extra weight, y'know. did i lose you? heh, just like a radish, yep, to fall behind so easy. i don't mean the actual orgin, you know. i mean the though, or whatever...the spiritual thing. if i meant the orgin...organ? thing...i'd say it's all a matter of buisness. if i could, i'd sell my heart for all the money it's worth, and mine would be worth tons of cash since it's so healthy and well...big. no one wants a puny little heart!

hm. well i've got more to write but emilie is pestering me to take her somewhere. damn. i'll finish this later.

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[alkaos]

i can't believe theres still a sky

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so now i'm back. i don't really remember what i was saying before...but..uh, lets see here. yah. em wanted to go see something in the sky, i think? she kept pointing to it with her annoying little chirp of a voice, screeching something in her language. although i admit its a great language. native tongue of a great visionary, though not the worlds best. he did get one idea write, that the aryans were the worlds greatest.

maybe someday i will be perfect but for now i'll just work on getting the hell out of here. at least the keepers gave us some form of enjoyment. they gave us the sky. they could have been cruel bastards (much like myself) and made us live under artificial light. i've done that before, taken away the sky. made all my little radishes harvest my ah, illegal crop. i noticed that they seemed to kill themselves off a lot faster. one boy hung himself from the rafters, using his little lover as a stool, right in front of me. i can't remember his last words, but his girl was quite beautiful. i remember she gave me 1 boy, a weak little thing. i sold him off for some little profit and killed her for her orgins. got a hefty some for those magnificent parts.

i guess the sky gives hope. me, i could care less if there was a sky or not. i still can't figgure out what emilie is saying half the time but i guess we're learning. stupid little radish. wants to see the sky. or...maybe, was it the sunset? i dont know. she's a confusing little girl.

ehh. well i guess its time to go browse for some food. the only way i get some foodstuffs around here is in my shift, an thats at the park. i think they call it the delicate park? its quite small but the only plant populated place around her, although the streets do have weeds and stuff growing thru the cracks. the fulsi know that especially, there territory is basically the street side of the city.


haha, if adonis got a hold of this journal i think he'd have a horse...er...goat? whatever that word is, when you know they freek? yah. he's a gramar nazi (ha ha get it?)


anyway, i guess im off to the park. [/blockquote]

[alkaos]

brother where are you

come out again so this time i can kill you ded. last time was no fair adonis fight you started i would have finished you off if you didnt poison me with that witchy stuff you stole from the keepers. that was a dirty trick but i have to hand it to you a good one and i clap for you on that one but it is still not right.

i hope you dye.

no, no i hope you dye in my hands with them wrapped around your skinny throat you bastard.


till next time

- alkie