I'll love you again when I stop procrastinating my Ringling portfolio.


Faces in the DirtHe draws faces in the dirt with the toe of his boot. A dejected sigh escapes, her boredom overflowing like the snot trailing from his pink nose. "Are you quite finished, dear?"Faces in the Dirt
He coughs up another swirling river, painting over the newborn visages now left drowning in the mess of green. Another sigh fumes and her shoulders sink to the level of her evening.


A Simple Question, Revisited"Do you love me, Angel?"A Simple Question, Revisited
Beverage spewed from his coughing mouth, desperately trying to keep himself from choking. His baffled look bade her to inquire again:
"Do you love me, Angel?"
It was a simple question, but not one so simply answered. Technically speaking -being what he was- he loved all of God's creation: Essentially everyone (save Satan and his minions of evil, of course). At the very least, the terms in his heavenly contract stated that he was supposed to, and that is the reply he gave her. She shook her head as if speaking with a child.
"I don't mean the Love Thy Neighbor sort of
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i don't suffer from insanity. i enjoy every minute of it. ~<3
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~Loose Lips, by Kimya Dawson
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"There is more stupidity then hydrogen in the Universe, and it has a longer shelf life" ~Frank Zappa
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Dood!
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