Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day...


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'My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me ( Read more... )

Stolen from Amanda/Delbor! (I have no knowledge of how to make livejournal nicks clickable. ;p)

1) When does liking someone a lot become loving that person?I think Pulp Fiction aptly summarized the answer to this question: When you can just shut the fuck up. Haha. o.o As much as I'm being my satirical old self... it's quite true. Apart from this, ( Read more... )

Writing about the dichotomy of sensation and thought is a real brain tease...

How does one differentiate the two? It seems simple... so very simple. But where do we draw the line between the concrete, and the abstract? On what level are we processing the two? Why do thought and sensation work so well together, but also work so terribly?

Decent ( Read more... )

The advantage of dying by your late twenties...

Girls get to drool over you decades after you're gone.

Meow, John Keats. Me-ow.


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Oh, Amanda... I am not telling you what I am thiinkiinng...
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It is morning. I am cleaning. You heard me ( Read more... )

Errrgghh... volunteering at a high school is frustrating, because ( Read more... )

My eyes... will not stay open...

Admittedly, OCAD made me feel like a baby in the womb... in a comfortable place. *snickers* o_O I didn't realize how much I missed the smell of art supplies until I entered that building. Aaaaahhh... now I want to eat my oil paint, cause it smells like tea. I'm not like Van Gogh -- really!

Google's icons aren't like they used to be. ;_; These ones remind me of Super Saiyans.