"Tis the most fucked up evening ever existed. My sanity is on stake... The truly dark and heavy noises I am listening to are the only saviour there is, believe it or not. The specific hunger for tobacco, even, is weakened. No cold shivers...not a thought. Not a sound... Shhh!

Now is the time for me to break the obnoxious tradition of 24th December. I am in doubt whether there will be consequences or any gain... I will surely try, though.

"I am the hate inside... I am the fear in your mind. I am four walls black."