|12-06-2006, 02:34 PM||#1 (permalink)|
Join Date: Dec 2006
i guess i should introduce myself.
this is me.
i love depressing music.
i love indie music.
i guess that's about all that's
write me a truth. sing me a tragedy. build me a god.
|12-06-2006, 04:38 PM||#4 (permalink)|
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
i hate being tall, effing 6'4"
whack my head on every thing..
and i gto these peopel, wo are of normal height..who look like midgets
We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.
|12-06-2006, 05:23 PM||#7 (permalink)|
Dat's Der Bunny!
Join Date: Jul 2006
"I found it eventually, at the bottom of a locker in a disused laboratory, with a sign on the door saying "Beware of the Leopard". Ever thought of going into Advertising?"
- Arthur Dent