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11-26-2006, 09:38 PM | #1331 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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more or less the photo they will use on the fbi's wanted list
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
11-27-2006, 03:51 PM | #1333 (permalink) | |
enchanted.
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Location: cornwailles, angleterre.
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ethan... ...READING. i neednt say anymore. im lolling to myself already. thankyoooou it has bad days though. which is always interesting... full-on turns into some kind of mufasa mane. s'crazy.
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11-27-2006, 08:32 PM | #1334 (permalink) |
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I haven't posted on here in a little while so I thought I'd reintroduce myself with some pics.
First is me and my baby last week, one from my hs year book- haha! biking in NH, hiking in NH... enjoy!
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11-27-2006, 09:50 PM | #1335 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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gar i hope i didnt hit you on the biking trails..i have a bad tendencey not to pay attention to the road, and hit things....going like 40 mph.....
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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