It's been a while.
PirateThis is probably because I can't draw.
So consequently I haven't been drawing.
And thus, have nothing to post.
But it's nice to be back if only for tonight, I'm sure nobody noticed I vanished.
Brick WallSometimes you are a brick wall My words bounce off and echo in my head Sometimes you are black hole My words are sucked in And later you spit them back out. I tell you everything But everything I say bounces off Or is sucked in Why can’t you just listen? I have stopped talking, For I know that brick walls And black holes Don’t have ears.Brick Wall
The princess and the PeaOnce upon a time, a nursery rhyme Was written about a fair maiden She was so pail, and really quite frail These concepts the story was based inThe princess and the Pea
One night she strayed, from where she had played And was caught in much thunder and lightning So she ran for shelter, all helter skelter She found this all very frightening
Now the house she did find, was gentle and kind The house of a prince oh so lonely For he could find no bride, who he fancied and obliged He found most of his callers insincere and quite phony
So she knocked on the door, not knowing what wa
Death of DeathDeath died this morning. I’m not exactly sure why it happened; it happened so quickly, but staring into the empty hole in the ground with his black robes folded up neatly inside, there was no denying it. Somewhere along the way he lost the battle and surrendered to the one-track crusaders waving their bold banners heralding “life, life, life!” up to the heavens.Death of Death
We all had our theories about how it happened. I thought it might have had something to do with the changing times, but Grandma insisted that he went down with religion. Uncle Albert, who had lived through the war, and watched his buddies be killed first h
ALONENo one can see the pain that we hide, They're happy for us to keep it inside, Our fear is our own; they don't want to know, Why sould we involve them; why should it show.ALONE
You live your whole life in confusion and fear, The need to feel something unbearably near, Half of you living, Half of you gone, And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal, Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel, The destruction of skin means the death of your soul, But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
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SSSHHHH! quiet! the rat people might hear you... O.o
-fails at life-
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LOL
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A good lawyer knows the law.
A great lawyer knows the judge.
Heh.
There we are.
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A good lawyer knows the law.
A great lawyer knows the judge.
It's REN. ;D
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Lizzie Borden had an axe,
She gave her father forty whacks.
When she found out what she had done,
she gave her mother forty-one.
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