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[Feb. 20th, 2008|10:56 am] |
Fuck.
I hate this fucking place. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2008|10:49 am] |
Fuck . . . |
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[Jan. 19th, 2008|10:56 am] |
...fuck.
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
Well, at least if I'm not dead now I'll be dead soon. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|10:26 pm] |
Oh fuck.
Fuck.
FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK! |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|08:29 pm] |
What is this feeling
Of power and drive
I've never known?
I feel alive!
Where does this feeling
Of power derive,
Making me know
Why I'm alive?
Like the night, it's a secret,
Sinister dark and unknown.
I do not know what I seek,
Yet I'll seek it alone!
I have a thirst
That I cannot deprive.
Never have I felt so alive!
There is no battle
I couldn't survive -
Feeling like this -
Feeling alive!
Like the moon, an enigma,
Lost and alone in the night
Damned by some heavenly stigma,
But blazing with light!
It's the feeling of being alive!
Filled with evil, but truly alive!
It's the truth that cannot be denied!
It's the feeling of being
Edward Hyde!
I couldn't have said it better myself! So, who wants to explore the strange singing world? I am far too energetic! That white powder was delicious! I have so many thoughts! What was that white powder and where can I get more? And BACON! I must have bacon and whatever that white powder was! Sugar? If this is sugar I love it! |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|02:37 am] |
I can't say I mind this much.
Nathan, would you like to come by for a visit? |
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