Um... I don't do much thats interesting.
School is school, it is kinda boring.
I think this is one of the saddest journal entries I have ever done, and for that I apologize, but my last one was horribly out of date!
Have a nice holiday!


Where's the Shotgun? prt 9Are you kidding me?! my adversity was much more serious than I had previously believed. What do you want me to say? I could sing you a dirge, but with my voice I think it would only make things worse Greg was anything but inexorable with his seriousness and sarcasm. I cant be even remotely jocund, I feel as if I have betrayed everyone I know; like a miscreant. There are so many things I need to do! So many things I wish to procure! my mind became fickle. I abhorred the zombies for what have done to me, but at the sWhere's the Shotgun? prt 9


Where's the Shotgun? prt 8I rolled over onto the floor; my body was in an akimbo position. I had dole surging through my body with every beat of my heart. Are you all right? Greg asked compassionately. No, I took a life! I yelled vociferously. No you didnt, he was already dead. It was a sad attempt to mollify my pain. I looked down at the gray, ragged zombie. Black blood oozed from the wounds it had sustained and it hit me that being covered in zombie blood was probably not the best thing for me. Oh my God!&nbsWhere's the Shotgun? prt 8


The Plea in the Midnight SeaShe flickered in the lapping waves, And burned across the wind-torn seas, Roiling secrets from sunken graves, Rising tides for her masquerades.The Plea in the Midnight Sea
She wore the palest silver gowns, The rarest pearls from deepest seas, The brightest of all diamond crowns, But on her lips the saddest frown.
For though the milkfish in the sea All danced her ballad gracefully, And though the night tide bloomed in glee,
In her raged a fierce midnight plea. She wished to feel the seas embrace; Be more than just a dazzling ghost On the splay of glitter
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I'd like to be one of your tears; to be born in your eyes, walk around your cheeks, and die in your lips
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No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be true.
-Nathaniel Hawthorne
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I'd like to be one of your tears; to be born in your eyes, walk around your cheeks, and die in your lips
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If you like depressing stuff I am the one to come to! Come check out my gallery!
Avatar by: =BloodlustBakura
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No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be true.
-Nathaniel Hawthorne
--
If you like depressing stuff I am the one to come to! Come check out my gallery!
Avatar by: =BloodlustBakura
--
No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be true.
-Nathaniel Hawthorne
--
If you like depressing stuff I am the one to come to! Come check out my gallery!
Avatar by: =BloodlustBakura
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