Instead of listing a lot of excruciatingly boring biographical trivialities, I'll just mention that a andful of Myers-Briggs tests have indicated that I belong under the category "INTp" which rationalized me to a degree which I didn't think possible. And so I will point those inclined in the direction of this article - which pretty much sums it up. vainly I had sought to borrow, in my books surcease of sorrow am ende hängen wir doch ab, von kreaturen, die wir machten. the world is a bad place for you if you have a conscience. for the time being I hear only the silence. only silence remains. till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore, of never-nevermore. he voices in my head, the songs of darkness dread wilder wein, vor deinem schloss. wilder wein, ich bin bereit three feet, elsewhere, they say, don't dare, don't leave, that square plenty of time when you're dead to be the perfect girl a lie for a lie and a truth for a truth, and i've got nothing left to lose høye trær kaster skygge. glemt er mitt menneskesavn. høye trær kaster skygge If there`s one thing you can say about mankind - there`s nothing kind about man here come the marching men, your colours wrapped around i wish this would be your colour, your colour, i wish be still, my aching heart. each beat you have stole possessed and bound by spectral locks, flickering images of the lightbox nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch it seems you have discovered your unpleasant nature i hope that when the world comes to an end, i can breathe a sigh of relief who has stolen this childs dreams? purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, and orange in the evening you are not special. you are not a beautiful or unique snowflake