#ireallydon'tknow

hi,

you probably saw the title and thought that this is going to be a cheeky story of someone’s “first” time. Well if your not dirty minded your not wrong, but if you are dirty minded, sorry i guess you got this wrong, but stay anyway, it might be nice, or something. im quite dirty minded myself, so im not really having a go at you, my friend. 

Anyway, this is my first blog on this site. i don’t know if you call it a blog or anything, but still ehh. I might write about my day on this thing. Or i might write a story. I dont really know or care. this is just going to be a place where i can write down my thoughts about shit. my thoughts about music,girls,religion,storys,high school, parents, my culture and other tings about my life. Take it or leave it.

so some facts about me: i’m a catholic (talk to me about it if you want) I’m a malayalee (basically an Indian from the south-west part of india) I’m a introverted and extrovert (i rrl dont know how or why) I’m a guy  I’m straight I watch lucifer, doctor who, the Flash, 13 reason why, Death Note,

Beauty escapes me once again.

So many colors to lust

and red is my favorite.

Singing spoken word

and wondering why

when there’s a whole world out there.

She holds me in red ribbon silk

the scarlet vixen

that ran away.

Even when I rub my eyes I can see nothing else

but her technicolor shadow

on everything around me.

But that old feeling has left

the one where I’m a prince

and she’s a damsel in distress.

And I have to ask myself

what am I doing chasing shadows

of something I’ve never known.

The silver lining is gone

and the clouds are thick.

Something far away is calling.