"...grim"

Yeah so I went with a bunch of cute stories, and nice pictures. Some of which I designed below there for a bit. I get that way as ya know. 
Like you I'm different things at different times. 
What gets me is when some say,...what's wrong you were so nice, and sweet now you're shoving kittens into wood chippers.

Well the little fuckers deserved it gimme a break.

On that I keep having dark grim dreams,...bad ones. I leaves it to your imaginations.

...eh no I won't. 

They're like Alien meets the Walking Dead in a Race Riot during a flame thrower fight between naked boys, and nuns all this happening in a Concentration Camp for Queers.

Get the picture?

Everyone of them elements was in one part or other of this months series of my dreams. This is why I'm now addicted to diabetes friendly non-sugar ice cream. It's the only thing I have left.  I'm going to dive back into it after I post this demented shit.

Which is right now.