The laughing face of madness.
Hello, I'm Mark.
I'm 18 years of age and I reside Canada. I'm using this blog to write, and not exactly pictures like everyone else on here. Words are much more dear to me. I immensely enjoy creepy, horrifying, and disturbing pictures.
My everyday life is just one huge contradiction.
I'm pretty well an old school hopeless romantic.
I'm lazy but I'm a very smart person.
"Look around, there's no affection, only infection."
"I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?"
“If you are afraid of dying, and you’re holding on you’ll see devils tearing your life away but if you’ve made your peace and let go, the devils are really angels freeing you from the world. It’s just a matter of how you look at it.”
"You know, when someone believes in you, man, you can do anything, any fucking thing in the entire universe. And when you believe right back in that someone, then watch out world, because nobody can stop you then, nobody! Ever! "
"We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us, but if a man's character is his fate, it's not a choice but a calling. Sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind. Allowing the monster without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss. Into the laughing face of madness."
"The dead travel fast."
"I like to pretend I'm alone. Completely alone. Maybe post-apocalypse or plague, whatever. No one left to act normal for. No need to hide who I really am. It would be freeing."