Your Expression Number is 3A natural performer, your destiny lies in writing, speaking, acting, or teaching ( Read more... )

For those that make us cry ( Read more... )

I suppose I am done. I am not sure anymore. I can't keep going on and striving towards things that are never destined to be. Then again, I can't say I will stop. Something inside me never allows me to stop, I am -always- pushing, always moving past the limit. Always trying to be more and better and stronger... I can never stop it and it sometimes ( Read more... )

Hmmph. Assassin seems like it would be a wonderful job choice. I so wish I could be one right now. Perfect, silent, lethal and gone... Anyways, fuck life. Just. Fuck Life. *Turns and fades into the forgotten mists.*

The Great Destroyer, Destroyed inside must Destroy all else.

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So, are you breathing ( Read more... )

... Life snorts crack hardcore... I have spoken with my boss, and we have pretty much agreed on 3 weeks to find and train someone new for the position. I am also getting a managerial position letter of recommendation since the only things I did not handle in that store were the Shift Arrangements (We had a steady, set, weekly shift. It didn't ( Read more... )

I am done. I always find that I am the phoenix rising from the ashes. And yet again I am. Perhaps I am living every single one of my past lifetimes out in one. Wouldn't that suck. And each time I feel shattered I am simply dying to be reborn again. Who knows. I certainly don't anymore. I simply know that life will bow to my whim in the end, and be ( Read more... )

Fuck the daggers in the back. Fuck playing second fiddle. Fuck being there for people and only getting the brushoff when they're getting better. Fuck the people who use me and abuse me. Fuck those bitches who smile outside and sneer inside. Fuck this life of mediocrity and pain. Fuck those cock-suckers who sit there and steal hope. Fuck those ( Read more... )