I've always liked the before and after sex more so than the sex itself.

The cigarette comet outside the car window smiles. It showers the earth with meteors of ash and the scale of destruction is epic in proportion.

When I wish upon a star.

I just got back from a Project 86 show. I am broken, beaten, yet not bleeding.

Can''t win em all.

This field of flowers has shifted into something much darker.

Sometimes, there is no one to save in the reeds.

Icky Thump by the White Stripes is fantastic.

http://corrupthardware.livejournal.com/

Since everyone here has problenms finding the SJ site.

Save Tori of course.

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I want to talk to you but have nothing to say. I want to hear your voice but care not for the things you have to tell me.

Zombies, Robots, these things in the end mean little but a distraction to the passing of my time here.

I should find a better way to live.

Oh well.