Theres this guy online who is really gung ho to meet me. I dont know why, but im sure he's got something on his mind. He tries to talk about art, but in the process i dont think he knows whats going on. He looked at my art on deviant art and asked "what does it mean?" i say "they all mean something different" he says "oh, ok" and doesnt ask me ( Read more... )

I am in a generally better mood today, i don't know what happened, but i was so low yesterday, and talking to denae i cried so much, and so my sister and i went to parables and bought denae some presents. I didnt have enough money to get everything yet, BUT i did give her half my gift, then decorated her car and house...well, in my ghetto ass way ( Read more... )

The darkness did not cause him fear. He looked out the old windows of the studio apartment, and the darkness seemed to consume him. It was a comfort; a man who found going out into the night was easier than going out into the day. He never could place his finger on the desire, the enjoyment, of the dark. However, it was a question he did not ( Read more... )

NEXT MOTHERFUCKERS GONNA GET MY METAL!

Standing in the middle of the sidewalk ( Read more... )

They come in at 7 every single morning. The clanging of stainless steel bowls and plastic bottles fills the rooms that own a sink. The smell of rodents and the dust and feathers of avian creatures fills the nostrils and burns the eyes. With an cheap and ancient dish scrubber, hands fill the dirtied bowls that were not cleaned because they had ( Read more... )

Quotes...i love em

the mom: "he seems different"
max: "of course he does, he's wearing a dress!"

"Keep touching me there i might get excited"

"the chichi...the childer...the...oh god my pronounciation has never been the best"

"He looks like zztop."

"He's so cute! i dont even like guinea pigs and i think he's cute!"

this thing, just like so many other things (aka facebook) seem to be pointless because they're not viewed/read very often, causing much frustration to me. I guess, its my own choice to write in the blog, i just like to have people reply to my stuff. oh well ( Read more... )

When God became incarnate as Jesus Christ and died, a seal was made to protect the human world, or the realm of the living soul, from hell. This seal kept demons and tortured souls from coming upon the earth and intermingling with the life on the planet. Through thousands of years of sin, the seal has been broken, for God had made the seal ( Read more... )

People making fun of God constantly, annoy me. People who insult other religions, infuriate me. People who have absolutely no respect for another, when faith in an important thing to them, makes me frustrated and want to change the world ( Read more... )