i think it's funny
I have the same password here at LJ as I do on facebook, on myspace..... the same equate to shit.
You can never begrudge a bastard for being you. You are him; he who stole from you.
We are all all a 'heroic temper' who, like a wave- crashing upon shore or cliff- equates to nothingness.
http://dwarf.lendemaindeveille.com/index.php/Your_first_fortress
what will a fortress ever equate to but the past pounding against the endless susurration of the future, trying to be?
We cannot attempt to be until we move beyond the present and future; until we attempt to put past grievances and pains behind us and look to the future.
I met a man who, once, took the time to hate a fellow who stole from him. I said, "'look, ye: upon those things thou hast, and upon those things that thou shalt strive for, and lavish thine attention upon... and all those things that shall dash upon rocks...' and look upon the rocks, my brethren, for there upon shall thee find thine salvation."
I am not thy messiah, yet I fear not to speak the truth until thine shall becomest thine.
In other words... go get some fucking rum, and don't stop drinking until it's all funny and God speaks to you.
I love you, you know it... so go fuck yourself for a sense of humour and a much deeper sense of self. You can't own shit, but you can always be you!!!
I wished to include a colon (the punctuation, not the internal organ!), but reality can never let it be as easy as it seems. Do never deny! Always love!
I am dead to you motherfuvkers! Who am I!?
You can never begrudge a bastard for being you. You are him; he who stole from you.
We are all all a 'heroic temper' who, like a wave- crashing upon shore or cliff- equates to nothingness.
http://dwarf.lendemaindeveille.com/index.php/Your_first_fortress
what will a fortress ever equate to but the past pounding against the endless susurration of the future, trying to be?
We cannot attempt to be until we move beyond the present and future; until we attempt to put past grievances and pains behind us and look to the future.
I met a man who, once, took the time to hate a fellow who stole from him. I said, "'look, ye: upon those things thou hast, and upon those things that thou shalt strive for, and lavish thine attention upon... and all those things that shall dash upon rocks...' and look upon the rocks, my brethren, for there upon shall thee find thine salvation."
I am not thy messiah, yet I fear not to speak the truth until thine shall becomest thine.
In other words... go get some fucking rum, and don't stop drinking until it's all funny and God speaks to you.
I love you, you know it... so go fuck yourself for a sense of humour and a much deeper sense of self. You can't own shit, but you can always be you!!!
I wished to include a colon (the punctuation, not the internal organ!), but reality can never let it be as easy as it seems. Do never deny! Always love!
I am dead to you motherfuvkers! Who am I!?