I'm so happy! School's out for the summer, and I don't have to deal with any nonsense for now. I also just went to Portcon, which was very exciting. I wish I could have stayed AT LEAST two days.
:beavis: :butthead:
....man am I bored!


Eleven Fires Twelve past eleven fires left untended.Eleven Fires by ~Kanna200
While the falling flakes of rain fall with
frost upon the window the mockingbird cries
for its mate. Alone with a thousand dreams
Alone with a thousand memories.
The tapping does not cease
the pounding does not halt.
But the fire burns on throughout the snowing
night...
Alone and untended.


Behind the Mists The mist standing solitary o'er Avalon's lakeBehind the Mists by ~Kanna200
does never part for one fallen leaf.
Across the rippling waters does he reside
with the faerie woman by his side.
Loving one another as the morning dew loves the
leaves. Hand in hand as the mists fall as curtain
o'er the stage or as the curtains in midwinter.
Thus these mists seperate Avalonian Priestess
and brave knight till the burden of time wears
away all memory. The mists r
Faeries Harp by ~Kanna200
Mike
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Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
~ Samuel Beckett ~
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what comes next?
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what comes next?
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what comes next?
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Chickens are serious.
*glomp*
YOU HAVE BEEN GLOMPED! Spread the glomping love around! Pick 4 of yer buddehs and paste this message on their userpage!
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can't glomp the person who glomped you!
2- You can't glomp the same person! EVER AGAIN!!
3- You -MUST- glomp 4 people! If you don't you're a terrible person and I shall take your soul!!
4- This must be put on their userpage! Nowhere else!
5- You must actually like the person to glomp them!
Remember the person who glomped you loves you! So you must glomp a person you love as well!
This glomping was started by ~ demon-of-the-light SPREAD THE LUUUUV!!!
*evil laughter*
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And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass
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And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass