Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal. Tuesday, 22 December 2009. If I look at your game, girl. And thru a lucid glimpse. Find nothing we could learn. Tangled in caprice, these. Are you surprised that now. Come on tell me, why so sad? We both knew this love. Could turn a good man bad.

I want to be used and left empty. A la John Wayne gonna sleep all day. Mostly a fanfic and mix journal with occasional detours into original fiction. Podficcing is welcome, but make sure you private message me or comment before you do! Feel free to add.

A tight ball of chaos wrapped in a thin layer of sanity. Friday, December 19, 2008. Music I Just Bought - Fighting Aurora. Tuesday, December 02, 2008. The Book I Just Read - If Chins Could Kill.

sisanya, aspek-aspek lain dalam kehidupan sehari-hari. Sunday, December 19, 2010. Here and now not lion but baloon. Wednesday, November 11, 2009. Ah well, maybe not really a village short to say.

Saturday, May 09, 2009. My G man, aka Brainiac, turned 12 last Saturday, celebrating in style with mud fights, stream exploring, football and lemon pound cake. Thirteen showed, including one brave girl. Can somebody please give me some drugs now? A shot of tequila? Tuesday, November 04, 2008.