Again, again, another string of hate wraps its precious existance around my wrists
Draw the blood, let it flow, let all this rustic living liquid gush and go

Gouge these eyes and burn these fingertips with oil ( Read more... )

The loner in the corner has his books and pens ( Read more... )

i start in less than a half hour to work for ten hours. it's not that bad of a madhouse; i just won't buy anything for the next month or so. *sigh* at least i'll save my pay checks.

ciao folks!

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[[ shhhh a secret! ]]

[[ My Sophia ]]

[[ Melia ]]

[[ i need more mellow rock/metal music - it really does calm me down . . . ]]

it's gone ( Read more... )

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[[ my mother ]]

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[[ i put up 60 pieces of artwork in 8 days! ]]

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don't i get a cool prize here???