It makes no sense to be overly sensible
It makes no sense to be completely immature
But if you can find a happy medium... then your god

I comfort myself by bottling my emotion
I contribute to my pain in much the same way

Im Not Insane, I Just Look For Inspiration In Unusual Places

As I slowly meander across the forgotten plains of yesterday, I wonder how that would of turnt out.

No ones perfect, even God sneezed.

And how may i ask, did Da Vinci create beauty without failure

Back again, a try, a turn, a new game

Back again, i tried, my turns over, game over

Always look at life with a smile. If you cant smile what can you do?

As we delve deeper into the sea of chaos a sense of overwhelming power changes the thoughts of a mind from natural wicca to technological encouragement. A sigh of disagreement is now an explicit noise of discouragement to this society of mindless idiots.

The thin line between Love and Hate is called Lust