When people stops caring, they die. Warner Bros. will soon fall deep into the abyss of its own volition. The uncaring, unmotivated individuals who manage the biggest piece of garbage this world has even known. Let it be known that entertainment and art is not to be trifled with self-importance, greed and foolish ambitions.

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Under the blossoms of cherry trees I envy the bright awash color of dilating flowers, slowly deteriorating in a constant axis. It is so easy to succumb to the placid tranquility of human monotony. Undisturbed, unturned and shielded by the wings of benevolent entities. Fed by, nurtured and cared for. The raisinets that give force to the constant ( Read more... )

I amuse myself as to how I pretend to enjoy something I truly could not care less or even stand being part of. I just psyche myself, building up a heap of motivation and energy that those around me feel the same way and that they feel the safety of being encased in a reassuring web of fate. There is a strong sense of security that people seem to ( Read more... )

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Just thought I put this entry for everyone to know that Glendale is no longer my haven. In fact, I am now here in Burbank, all moved out and really tired. Do I miss Glendale? Having moved much, there is no need to miss anybody, anything or anywhere ( Read more... )

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It is in my deepest feeling of sadness that today I depart from a dear car of mine, Honda Civic LX Model ‘91. The years we have spent together might not have been the most pleasurable that most have accrued from their very own car. But nonetheless, you have been a part of me as much as a crayon would have its colors. For the years I have driven you ( Read more... )

For the purpose of all things that are cute, I'm simply posting several pictures of a bunny known as Pat.


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Dear Diary,

Having perused through various entries today, it seems like everyone is busy in town. One has to wonder sometimes if the long stretched days of boredom simply bring you the inevitable flooded days of busy-ness. There is just so much to do and sometimes, just sometimes, thoughts of butterflies and bunnies bring a bit of peacefulness in ( Read more... )