this is my teen angst blog

and you are not allowed to make fun of me

my name is scar of darkness and this is my teen angst blog

if you make fun of me i will get really sad

please do not make fun of me i am really emotionally sensitive

its really important for me to express my feelings of angst

i would appreciate it if you would be kind about all this

because of how easy it is to hurt my very real feelings

WELCOME TO MY WEBSITE .

MY NAME IS EVENING .

12/26/2024

hey freaks whats up ^,^

just initialized the page today lol so i dont actually have much to say other than thank you for checking out my cool and epic website . its just a small glimpse into my sick and twisted mind that is similar to the mind of The Joker (from Joker) or some sort of evil killer . i have a heart of darkness and this page is meant to reflect that which is how come i have all the stuff on here thats all sinister looking . im going to put more of my art on here and also im going to get into photography and stuff and i want to do life updates and blogging and stuff every so often so my friends have somewhere to check up on me and new friends have something to rifle through to figure out what my deal is . ill get some sort of guestbook thing going soon pawbably so that people can leave a note when they stop by because that seems cool and fun to do .

thanks for stopping by :3

- evening

SOME TIME PASSES

4/3/2026

high school. talent show. a kid you see in the halls sometimes is on stage. nobody knows his name. a well meaning woman stands next to him. she's always next to him. you don't like her but you feel like you're supposed to. she signals him the same way they signal dogs in television shows. he sings. you can barely hear it. you probably wouldn't like it very much anyways. the whole thing drags on. on and on and on. you feel guilty even thinking about the thin line of individuated experience that keeps you from being him, but christ, he lives his whole life being this. the music stops. everyone claps real loud for the retard. most people around you try to feign some bogus sense of inspiration from the whole endeavor but you glean the pity well enough from their stilted movements. the show goes on, exactly as eager to leave him behind as it pretends not to be. funnily enough, give or take a decade later that's the only performance you still remember. funny like ha, ha, but i'm not sure who the joke's on. i never learned his name.

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