Welcome to my CrAzY Wonderland....

The  words are pulsing to the rhythm of my heart, the ink looks like black raindrops dripping down from the recesses of my mind. 

Scribbles of words lay carelessly around on white, crumpled paper, each being tossed aside to the shadows of my bed room.

I can not keep these ideas in my head for much longer.  They are slowly becoming my "fake" memories, and reality becomes a dream.  

Numbers become words, and the words form large chains to create sentences, and these sentences create stories. 

I want to remember each story, but the fragile piece of paper is not strong enough to hold it. 

Then I thought to myself....and remembered the internet.

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Hallo wasabis!

I don't know why I made the little excerpt thingy up there, but I felt like putting everything in a dramatic way....  
Then I reread it.
Then I realized nothing made sense.
But...I'm to lazy to rewrite it. I wanted people to think of looking at my profile as like looking in a trailer of a movie.
And I failed. 
Then I made this~        ~(^.-)~

^ Thats the basic story though....I was too tired to write stories on paper, where its (most likely) going to be thrown away. 
 
However, during classes like math, the stories would suddenly turn into visuals, like a dream/movie.

So I decided to use the internet to my advantage. ( +w+)

For a place to put these stories.

Then I can finally start loving numbers again.