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18th-Jul-2008 09:19 am - 101 + I think you'd prefer to be miserable instead. If I could love I'd love you... like anyone else
whachu say thar?!
...My bed.

Is pink.

And sparkling.

And generally blinding and unpleasent.



...What is this? Brain-cancer event?





...Damn. Cissnei's bed is sparkling, as well. As is her room.











MARMOSET! NO!

Is nothing sacred?!
8th-Jun-2008 10:57 pm - 094 + I don't cry on the outside any more
touch faith
...Tch.

All of this blinking, huge, colored text is very annoying.

I thought we already discussed this, citizens.

Stop squawking. Do something productive.

Like killing yourself.
7th-Apr-2008 06:29 pm - 070 + ...by falling in love with him. I complicated our lives, now I'm losing my only friend...
crooked thoughts
Private: Semi-hackable; see note )


I'd like to make a general announcement.

The next person to use sparkles, sing, use huge text without a cut, use blindingly colorful text without a cut, or to be disgustingly happy to the point where it seems to smack viewers in the eyeball... I'm going to stab you.

I mean it. Stab. You. Somewhere nasty. Like in the pancreas - painful organ, that. This is the final warning. If you wake up one morning and see a midget redhead staring in your window, you so had it coming to you.

End of announcement.



Oh, wait, one more.

Everyone, be really, really careful about the food Farfarello gives you. You never know what the hell is in it. Jerk. The Irish Gold has been declared safe for now, but the brownies? Not so much.
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