Rediscovery

Alas I have rediscovered my password! It is now hawaiianmayan.
shit shouldnt have told you that. Anyways yeah I've been discouraged to make new entries because I fuckin couldn't.
But anyways my next post will be about scars.
Yes scars on your forehead, your knees, your hands. I actually have a lot of scars on my hands. To the untrained eye I might have the hands of a construction worker a line from being stomped on in football, other ones from spikes that were protruding from the snow which I did not see, or my personally favourite: burning my wrist on the oven because I rushed to get my chicken nuggets out of the oven to fast in a failed-attempt to gulp them down.
So sadly I ran to the sink and ran cold water on my wrist while I watched those poor dino-nuggets get eaten. Eaten.
So you never realized that my hand was drowning in the water so I offered you my hand ... I tear my heart open, sew myself shut. Hahaha tricked you into reading another Papa roach song. haha stoopids.