I'm thinking I need a new layout.... Something better

That was possibly the worst update ever, sorry for failing you

I have finally found the picture that I have been looking for! I've been searching for this picture for SO LONG!!!


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The moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the midnightmare trampling of dreams
But no, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as we shall see...

I just got Billy Corgan's new poetry book. It's amazing so far. In the intro thing Billy says "All credit is placed in the arms of God, who thought this whole deal up. God blesses me every day with the greatest of wonders, and points me well into the light and shadow alike. I can't say I mind much."

I only have one thing to say to that:

I remember being on line a long while ago, and seeing the lyric, "Dead eyes, are you just like me?  Cause her eyes were as vacant as the seas. Dead eyes, are you just like me?" and admiring it. I recently took on the quest to listen to the Smashing Pumpkins more. While I was listening to the song By Starlight, I realized that the lyric I had been ( Read more... )

Liberate te ex Inferis

In Chicago, my life changed forever.

I got to see Kill Hannah twice.

They treat my sister and I as if we are old friends.

I got to see Billy Corgan do a little acoustic set.

I got to meet Billy Corgan!!!

I got to hug Billy Corgan!!!

I got to talk to Billy Corgan!!!

Me: I'd like to thank you for being awesome

Billy: Aww, I wish I could be awesome ( Read more... )

She's lost in coma where it's beautiful Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep Do you wonder what it's like Living in a permanent imagination? Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like that Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction She dreams in digital ´Cause it's better than nothing Now that control is gone It seems unreal, ( Read more... )

Leah's party was so much fun... I was on the trampoline with a few other people ( Read more... )

The tragic comedy divine, Paints the way to peace of mind. Leaving shallow lovers far behind. Past uncertainties combine. Bringing tears to sleepless eyes. Memory runs the course of time. Blood runs cold beyond the violet prison, for violent visions. And so the broken record plays, as you throw us away. We're never enough ( Read more... )