A couple of days ago I found the X-rays of one Bartholomew Alder, I don't think that he is too well.

I am looking at them know.... and at the rate I am going, that is going to be me in 30 years. And that scares me.

Alot.

I am all twisted inside. I want things that I can't have, and the things that I want contradict the other things that I want ( Read more... )

Well, I can't seem to find anyone. Jacc is out with the Chris-o-lator, and Max is out with that boy, and Tale has gone missing ( Read more... )

I am a freak. A complete and utter moron. I mean I call up Peter not knowig what to say and really nervous and because of my nervousness all I do is talk to him. I talk and make an idiot out of myself, I didn't want to do that ( Read more... )

I have developed a love for William Blake, for all that are interested. His writing is so beautiful that it makes me want to cry that I can't see life the way the he does ( Read more... )

11 months. 30 days. 15 hours. 11 minutes ( Read more... )

My life is so uneventful ( Read more... )

Time for the monthly update ( Read more... )