Black hole

Some people plan their weddings way before they're even eligible to tie the knot. I'm not one of them.

Instead, I've got my funeral planned out - a thick glassy coffin, a huge party and a final send-off by rocket into the closest black hole to be sucked in by gravity and crushed to smithereens....or maybe scare the living daylights out of some good folks in an alternate dimension, if any.

I like both.

Refrigerators

I have this theory that refrigerators cause amnesia. 

Almost every time I open the fridge door, I forget what I'm looking for until I close it back. There's something about the cool air circulating within that feeds on your memories. 

Maybe I'm doing so horribly in school because I study near the fridge. 

What an obscure evil.

Flowers

I really like flowers but giving someone flowers is like saying, "Look how pretty these are. Now watch them die."

Dying flowers make me sad.

Forgiveness

People make mistakes, but people are more important than the mistakes they make.

After awhile, you forget the wrongs. All you remember is the essence of the person, the worth of which far exceeds all wrongs.

Is this perhaps forgiveness? Understanding that the person is worth more than the pain.

Anal

I am so anal (some argue it's OCD) that when I was a child, my mother had to go through great lengths to convince me that side parting looked better than my absolutely symmetrical middle-parted hair.

Now I'm a better looking anal person.

Misanthrope

For awhile, I've been convincing myself that I'm a misanthrope. 

Now I realise I'm not. Not really. I'm just afraid. 

I hold people too close so I'm afraid.

Shadow

I remember when I was first introduced to my shadow. I flipped. Spent a day trying to get rid of it.

It's still around.