"Now there's a look in your eyes... Like black holes in the sky.."

Have you ever looked into a mirror and looked deep into your own eyes? I'm not talking about gaaaazing into your eyes and seeing your iris' and your face and everything (that's kind of gay), I'm talking about seeing deep into your pupils. It's kind of like looking into your soul. Looking into the real you. You completely get rid of the aesthetic properties of "you" and you're looking into those black holes and it's just your mind then. (This is really tricky by the way and you can basically only do it for like a few seconds at a time. It would probably be really easy if you were on drugs. (How the hell do I always accidentally end up promoting drug use??? This Asylum is totally a drug free facility. (I swear I've never used drugs and am still NOT on any drugs right now! (Seriously Elmo! (Unless there's a little something something in these Ice Breakers Sours that Hershey® hasn't mentioned. (There I go promoting flippin Hershey again. They've got me, it's too late. Save yourselves!! (Wait... How do I expect myself to convince people I'm not on drugs when I refer to someone as Elmo?? (HAHA! (Yeah me for making the longest string of parenthesized sentences EVER. (Score! (Nice! I totally thought I was making up the word parenthesized, but I'm not.)))))))))))

It's so freaky! It's like it's not even you looking back through that mirror... It's like the mirror isn't even there.



If there was a soundtrack to this post "Shine On You Crazy Diamond (Parts VI-IX)" would just be ending...







*Three Days Later*
"Why is there crushed Nutmeg and honey wheat thins all over my kitchen floor??"