For the record, the paradigm that I'm comparing movies to is Sin City: the greatest movie ever made. Something about it just speaks to my inner demons... sort of like Dashboard Confessional.

Granted, I haven't even seen the movie. But that only makes the connection stronger!

Went to see the Hunger Games. Hated it. Sucked. Made me want to puke my dark and disturbed soul out of my body. I should've known better, though. Anything that the mainstream media endorses is bound to suck ass.

To be specific, the whole movie sucked. Uugghh... so many positive emotions. Please. Love. Hope. Those things don't exist. Even in movies. 

The only positive thing about the movie was all the stupid tools that got what was coming to them. Plus, I saw the movie at the mall, so I went to Hot Topic afterwards and bought myself another AFI Decemberundergound hoodie. I went home, blared the album, and cut a little to it. That was nice.

My name is Gabe. I am an above average creature of the night. Sometimes I like to watch movies. Sometimes I don't. But when I do, I like to tell people how they hurt me inside and make me want to go and paint the walls with my own blood. They make me want to never listen to My Chemical Romance ever again...

This is my blog. Welcome to my nightmare.