I want to have been there ( Read more... )

I am afraid ( Read more... )

This is the first place ( Read more... )

Revolver ( Read more... )

The bottom of my face grows harsh ( Read more... )

...the Poem A Day Challenge ( Read more... )

I am a high-tech prototype, serial #14196258948. I was built to go to space, and to live there, dodging comets. Drinking moonlight. Staring at stars, trying not to get caught in their glow until I fall and all the titanium shielding falls away ( Read more... )

Right up until a couple of weeks ago, I was unnecessarily busy. For some reason, I feel like I can breathe now ( Read more... )

My AIM is broken, and has been for a long time. I suspect monkeys, but that's another story.

I've been trying to find another program for chatting with people. So far, AIM is out (obviously), YIM is out (wouldn't download), and MSN Messenger is out (won't log in). Does anybody have any suggestions?

Holy wow, I haven't posted here in forever. I'm just here to say that my AIM is broken, so if you wish to speak to me, I would reccomend you seek alternate modes of communication.

AND I'm out!
~Dylan