Slip into a bibles fancy,
gettin' kinda antsy.
Guns with eager hearts.

Stuck between bold expectations.
Gather up the nations,
we don't need them anymore.

Walking through a happy valley.
Fighting jack and sally,
behind every other door.

Polerize a godamn people.
Good, or is it evil.
We know neither anymore.

Everythings been submitted with five minutes to spare. I'm exhausted, and now it's time to study for Japanese.
Wish me luck.

He hid his treasure in a very special place, all the while apologizing to those he wouldn't show it to. He wasn't especially greedy. He always told people that his treasure just wasn't all that great, and he said it so much even he himself began to believe it. Every night he'd go home to the little wooden box with glued sequens, maccaroni, and ( Read more... )

She hopped up and down like a rabbit. She even had the twin blond ponytails to catch the wind on the way down. People stopped to look shamefully, some curiously, before they felt fulfilled or obligated and went again on their way to the next imposing schedule block. She spun until the song was over and then decided adamantly that the world was ( Read more... )

I-Ching says, stop.

Monday night's the way to be.

So every night I'll breath a phantom.

As arrogent, judgemental, and pessimistic I may become,, , Trigun, will always be a classic.
Props to the past.

"It's more a suspension of your impeding aprehension ( Read more... )

A typical day for me consists an alteration of colors below the basic human sensory spectrum. There's one a little like blue, but much better ( Read more... )