

Josey WalesI want to be Josey Wales with a hot pistol and empty bullet shells, Cold eyes and an accent that could break hearts and glass. I look at their eyes, at their countenance and hearts. Give me the tell of expediant death. Your fate is now, thus I pluck their strings with a trigger.Josey Wales
Bang, bang, bang.
Quick and in succsession, peircing their hearts like a rouge cupids arrow. The blood falls off my hands like quicksilver. I turn to see my omen, standing there on fire in the drawn sun.
Even stone hearts soften.
Even cowboys die.
There is a move


Love is for Some When did love become not enough? How did it become a stale fairy tale? &nbLove is for Some


Remember When? Remember when? Remember when trees smiled and the mocking birds song was never lost? When time wasRemember When?


Life is but a Dream...What if life is a dream? What if Row, Row, Row Your Boat was a little more profound than we fist thought? I keep having these dreams where I'm being encased in a water encrypted tube straight out of one of the alien movies. Electrodes are strapped to my head, which are transmitted into static snow. Only these faceless scientists can interpret the mess that is supposedly my thoughts. I am an experiment. However something has gone terribly awry. I keep thinking about the room. I keep thinking about the wires, the water, and the scientists. My eyes start to flutter backwards as if I'm having an attack of some sort and the snow turns into highlyLife is but a Dream...
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~Dreams are the only way any of it makes sense.~
[link] <--- Epiphany
[link] <--- My kind of club.
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"have fun...kill some time..and some people...or just time you know, whatever works for you" -Me
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Have a lovely day! Cheers.
hey, it's Dee. who has conformed to the DA craze. xD
I saw on FB that you wrote something & I followed it here.
I'm really sorry we didn't hang out today; I got into a huge blowup with my uncle and he took my phone. >.<
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Masquerade, paper faces on parade... masquerade!
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~Dreams are the only way any of it makes sense.~
[link] <--- Epiphany
[link] <--- My kind of club.
(and so sorry for the late reply, school has been epic!
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Masquerade, paper faces on parade... masquerade!
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