damn you guillotine boys!

in direct result from a lack of recent events, it has led me to believe that there is no hope and that there will probably never be hope. so why try?
the answer: because if one doesn't do anything about anything, how could one ever expect there to be a change.

love each other or die.

each night, when i go to sleep, i die. and the next morning, when i wake up, i am reborn.

hello, again, hello....

1. Comment and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and draw you a picture with MS paint.
2. Put this in your journal along with the pic someone drew for you.

(keep in mind this will take me forever to do)

in case you didn't know this friday will be.........

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In this outspoken attempt at bravery, a lone single shark card of dis-ease, a slumped over hatchet wound of faith, sparks upon dress and undress like sexual encounters with half-eaten banana slungs, naked chests of an underwood speech, dinner and egg-trance in the garden, the single shed of despair, where breathless handshakes melt into days of ( Read more... )

let us die, let us die ( Read more... )

describe me in a word, or two.