What would RTH do?

That is the question.

If I were in a highschool yearbook, they would vote me most likely to die of a lynch mob. That does not prevent me from opening my mouth and serving a warm hearty cup of STFU to people who deserve it. My dark scathing humor will leave no matter of existence untouched. My innocence will touch your soul.

Welcome to a warped world turned inside out and upside down. All sorts of discretion advised.

Thursday, June 25, 2009


Sometimes we like to believe that we are stronger than we are. That nothing can move us or break us down. We are convinced we are invincible, harder than a rock. Death is a painful lesson that saves us from these delusions. It is amazing how something so terrifying can come with such wondrous lessons, a reminder that there are those people in this world who care. There are those people who made a difference, people who left an indelible imprint behind upon the entire world. These are the people who leave us behind to go to a better place. You feel a void in your life. It is baffling how someone you never even knew, can make such an impact.

The last I cried for a stranger was on August 31st 1997, and I did so again on the 25th day of June 2009.

R.I.P Michael Jackson

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