Me: My definition is but a simple play on words. To give life meaning. Chaos is in everything, true. Even in perfection, because things such as ****** can be seen as a perfect disarray of mental instability and flawless art, so really, Chaos is an art. Are you saying that life is but a painting of art, a description of life through poetry, of a musical symphony that wears away with time?
HIM**: Whatever you're on, I want some
I am feeling very on the ball right now, as you can see