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You know, it really bothers me when I make a really awesome blog post and then someone posts there own like 2 mins. later and mine never get's seen! Bah, you people need to stop being so... social.
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A good friend of mine asked me to help him with an assignment for his class, this is the result...
Q: -Are there any things that you admire or respect about Jesus? If so, what are they?
A: --Since I equate the character of Jesus with the hero in a great novel I afford him alot of admiration and respect. The suffering he goes through, all in the name of his own beliefs, whether I agree with them myself, are worthy of great admiration and respect.
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I watch burned copies of Gungrave, and write odd poetry...
I listen to more types of music than you can imagine, singing each song in the shower when I'm of inclination.
I revel in the dark delights of the world while silently mourning people's decreasing morality.
My imagination runs rampant at night with visions of blood and gore, so much that I see darkness
I was browsing Valucre's newsletter, a first I admit, since I figured I knew everything there was to know just by reading the posts on the forum, and I was more than surprised by how well thought out the newsletter was and how well it looked. It's seriously a fucking beautiful set up and flows so nicely from one part into the next making me wish there was more to read by the end, lol.
By anyways! To my point. I came upon a box dubbed 'Writing Prompt' and was tickled by the idea of
It's odd be a single again since... christ, since I was 17. Serial monogamist anyone? I'll admit the quiet is nice, just me and my son doing whatever, whenever, and not being shackled by someone else's bruised ego, laziness, etc. Too many years down the toilet catering to another's needs and the only thing he'll get out of me is a random bout of nostalgia when I look at the other side of the bed and know no one's there, and won't be for a very long time I assure you. But then I scoot my ass over