I have to change my account here to something different. I will be typing in a different language, and I will not tell anyone my username. Someone from my past has found me here, and I can't keep my past alive. I am sorry.

I need a new layout. Anyone have any suggestions to where I might be able to get one? Kool.

Is life just a lie for you,
or am I just alone here?
Am I just an illusion,
or do I exist for you?

Can you tell me who I am?
Or should I just go away?

Shit, I'll type the rest later, Anmie just fell off the roof of the van.

Hitler came to me in a dream, but he spoke in an irish accent and said that Nixon would rise to power in hell and that it was my job to nuke the whales with my army of sporks and duct tape, along with Sniz the apocalypse duck that is equipped with porcupine quills that shoot venom with a really, really bad aim and Bacon the lemon-flavoured fishnet ( Read more... )

Gayle was trapped: she was set up, tied to the chair on the roof by her own toy, left to be pushed over the edge to her death. She got loose about an hour later, slowly steeping down from the second floor step by step, hoping to any god that she wouldn't fall to the floor below, waiting for one of her steps to he heard, she..

I'm riting a fic.

Lindo..... Damn. Anyways, I'm waiting for my Youtube thing to load... I guess I'll go check out my Deviantart. Later.

I'm new to photoshop, but I created these using MS Paint and Adobe PhotoDeluxe. None of these links are gory, none of them have adult content, and they are all work-safe ( Read more... )

Still sick, but this is cool: I finally got Photoshop, so I can make my own userpics and stuff! Plus, please check out my Deviantart. My username there is 11andweird. Yay!

Well, it's getting worse, despite being 70 tylenol, randomly assorted versions of advil, motrin, and robutessin, along with 8 different cough medicines and an icyhot patch on my head. All taken within dosage allowance, so I didn't even get a buzz. Damn. Well, at least I don't have to go to school, but today was a half day, so I missed out on that. ( Read more... )

Well, apparently, I'm totally sick to the point that I feel like crap, exept it's crap stepped in, smeared all over a wall, and filled with some unknown virus that makes you fall over from the searing pain entering your system. Could be tonsils. In fact, there's a large, blaring, over-head sign idicating tonsils. Wouldn't that be great? A week ( Read more... )