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About Me Member Procrastinator sureilljoinyourcultMale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 5 Years
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Thank you for the reminder

Sat Jun 4, 2005, 12:29 AM
You know what time it is, you can read. i've been up scince i got home from work just reading all the things i haven't read in the past six months. And what i got out of it was the realization that i hate those i love and it makes me love them evenmore, more than i ever should. i had forgotten how the most grotesque of beasts is one of my most favorite persons in this world and that their everything is the most beautiful stuff i've read or seen. i've gotten some of the most wonderful views i've ever had a chance to have in my life in one night.

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  • Current Residence: the card board box on the ninth whole of Great Oks Golf Coarse
  • Favourite movie: Nightmare Before Christmas
  • Favourite band or musician: No Doubt
  • Favourite genre of music: I dunno
  • Favourite artist: Gwenn Steffani
  • Favourite poet or writer: Poe
  • Favourite cartoon character: Raven
  • Personal Quote: Well your here, and I'm here, and there's nothing better to do, so why not?
  • Tools of the Trade: Scissors, a penguin, and duct tape, lots of duct tape.

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Youre from Kenosha too...who are you?
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:party::dance: HaPpY nEw YeARs! :dance::party:

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"No. Not when you're in love with someone like me. I'm the best. And you're the best. And together we will be the bestest best team and we'll be better than anyone else who ever lived. Even Hitler." ~eclipsed-mind
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Adam! How exciting! Thank you heaploads for the favorite already, lovely. :heart:

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It's only cold when you sleep alone.
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Hello, Adam.

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i'd love to get inside your head, but i've misplaced my scalpel.
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Looklooklook it's Adam! Hooray and welcome and whatnot!
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Why is teenage life so much drama? Why are there the angst filled morons who starve for nothing but attention and the fickle drama queens who forget each other at the drop of the hat? And who allowed the gluttonous bigots who are so self absorbed they refuse to see the bigger picture or take advice? And then why is it the fixers job to help everyone and why do they refuse help with anything themselves? I know I'm not perfect and I know I fall under one if not several of these vague categories, but why? I don't like it and wish it would stop. But this is just another whiny little rant by another whiny little teenager and what does it matter? But when the tears stop falling from whiny cheeks and the puddles dry up what will you do to nourish the friends you sucked dry? Once you lose the kingdom you've tried so hard to build and the walls of your castle crush you, which one of the friends you've stepped on do you expect to save you? Once you're finally able to see the elaborate, grotesque, morbid, glorious, radiant, beautiful painting in front of you, what will you do to fix the mistakes you've made? And once you become so burdened that your sense of empathy breaks, how will you get it back? So many questions, so little time. So many broken things, so little glue.

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