Black Rose

"How do one, describe a rose? Not unlike those, who burns their love, but those who do, will find a rose, black with soot."

Friday, September 7, 2012

Randomosity

Honestly, I don't know what to post as Piceous' first ever post. You're probably wondering why I currently have two blogs of which the former did not get much attending to which resulted a very badly constructed and messy blog. Piceous, I hope, is different. 

Piceous, you say. What does it mean? you say.

Well, kind readers who took their time to read this friendly, harmless babble of a post, Piceous means pitch black. Another meaning is flammable.

So now you're probably:

Then why is the blog's layout not at all related to the name? you say. And why am I saying this out loud? you say.

I've been thinking, actually. And it will stay that way until otherwise. Oh, another question which might have lingered inside your head. D-Argh, alright, I won't force you to say it anymore. I'll say it myself: Why I chose this word to be this blog's name? 

...

That, my dear readers, is called randomosity.

Aha! Didn't expect it, did you?

OH.

You're probably shaking your head now, muttering to yourself how mentally deranged this person is.

Rats. 

No, I mean really.

Never mind.


Until next time.

Much love,
xoxo