maybe i just have to buy a life or something

A thing about Valentine’s day that I think about every year:

What is it with all of these cut flowers?

I mean, I personally am not a huge fan of dead things, and while I like cutting flowers from my own plants to bring inside, or think they’re a nice gift from a friend if they cut them from their own plants, like…why buy them from a store?

Apparently, for a lot of people, nothing says love like something short-lived that you get to watch as it decays?

Not that I have a significant romantic person in my life right now but if/when I do, just, like…buy me a seed packet and a starter tray, or a cute little potted plant, or something. Something that will live, and that I can plant in my yard and enjoy at least until the next year, or if it’s a perennial, maybe a couple more years.

anonymous asked:

omg thank you, when rick was like 'your fatal flaw is loyalty, it's deadly' i literally rolled my eyes. THIS IS NOT A REAL FLAW. can we stop saying their flaws are things which are actually good, just because the mc is so awesome? (sarcasm). what makes it worse is percy is actually a good, fleshed out character. he has real flaws. give us a real fatal flaw rather than 'loyalty'. they're all loyal, annabeth literally says she would've done the same.

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYING!!!!!!! loyalty is not a flaw and that’s the end of it. anyone who would let the world die to save their friends is not loyal, they’re selfish or shortsighted or frivolous with human life or obsessively controlling or any number of other issues that are actually flaws. and like you said, annabeth is also self sacrificial for her friends, as are literally all the heroes. that’s like. the literal definition of a hero. in all fiction. and even in real life.

giving the world to save a friend is a different story entirely. that’s bargaining with people’s lives and screwing up like all of history and life as we know it because your own happiness is the only thing that matters. that’s not loyalty, that’s not selfless. that’s about the most selfish thing i can think of. screwing the entire world over so the people you care about can be happy? fuck you! seriously! 

i guess the real debate lies in whether that quality is actually present in percy. there are lines like “forget the world, he didn’t want to be without her” which is pretty damn close to what i described. so i guess maybe in that sense, it is a fatal flaw. and i definitely think that’s an awful flaw.

but still. i just don’t really buy it. because like, we all have flaws, you know? we’re all selfish and angry and power hungry and proud and conniving and a number of other things. so what makes something a fatal flaw is the capacity of that flaw to actually fuck up your life and screw everything up. that’s what makes someone a tragic hero: they have a tragic flaw that causes their downfall. if the flaw doesn’t cause their downfall, it’s not the tragic flaw. that’s a literary rule. so yeah, sure, the hero can have flaws in any number of ways, but if it doesn’t ever cause them to fuck up, then it’s not the tragic, fatal flaw.

and like i’ve said before, percy’s supposed loyalty to his friends has not ever caused him to fuck something up. ever. he leaves his mom in the underworld, he leaves beckendorf on the andromeda, he lets annabeth go on her quest, and a whole host of other things that, time and time again, he’s able to relax. and i’m just not willing to accept that a passing thought of “fuck everything i just want my girlfriend to survive” means he’s fatally flawed in this area. who hasn’t had a thought like that? i hardly think that controls his life. he’s got a good grip on it, he keeps it in check.

i can, however, think of a number of flaws percy has that consistently fuck him over. mouthing off and resisting authority, for example, causing him to go off on his own. he really wrestles with this in titan’s curse, which is super ironic because it’s the same book where athena’s like “hey your flaw is you’re too loyal” and i’m like bitch where?? you mean in the same book where he fucked up nico and bianca’s extraction because he got pissed at thalia and veered off on his own? the same book where he hated dionysus so much that he couldn’t bear to ask for help until his friends were literally dying, and even then he did it through gritted teeth and hated every second of it?

like i am sorry but what is the one thing that consistently gives percy trouble, that he’s bad at controlling, that leaves his friends shifting nervously and trying to reel him in?

his fucking temper.

Sign of the times-Part 1 (Grayson)

Summary: Finally able to move out on your own with the money you saved up from working at the library and doing photography on the side. You moved into your new house with the help of your friend, soon both of you discover an Ouija board in your basement and decided to play it. After playing strange things start to happen in your home, soon you encounter Grayson. A man who is not alive and needs your help.

Warnings: Ouija board, paranormal stuff, a swear word, some sadness, and this being long for no reason. 

A/N: I honestly don’t know where this idea came from, I guess from rewatching Bleach. I do like supernatural stuff, is that weird? But anyways Grayson is well… not alive in this imagine. He’s a ghost that only you can see. In real life, Grayson is a healthy guy that just needs some sleep. :)

 Autumn was my favorite time of the year, the leaves changing color falling off the trees. Wearing sweaters and drinking pumpkin spice lattes.  

I was moving into my new place, after turning nineteen I decided to move out of my parent’s house. Living under their roof I still had to listen to their rules and I did not enjoy it that much. So, I saved enough money and found a decent price for a small house. I work at a library and did photography on the side. 

 I wanted to be a professional photographer, always wanted to be since I picked up a camera in middle school. Taking random photos of family members and friends going on vacation or just the scenery that was around me. The world had interesting things that needed to be seen and I wanted to capture it. 

“This is the last box from the truck,” my friend Vanessa called out. She was carrying a huge box struggling until she sat the box down next to the couch.  

“Thank you so much for helping me Vanessa,” I thanked, grateful for having a friend like her. 

“No problem, but you do owe me dinner,” she said.

I laughed. “Of course.”

I looked around the living room with the many boxes that filled up the room. Some needed to be in the kitchen, bedroom, and a few things in the basement. I decided to start with the kitchen and basement. The basement was going to be my photography room. 

“Let’s move some of the boxes that are labeled photography to the basement,” I announced.

She nodded and grabbed what we needed heading towards the basement. I turned the light on with my shoulder. We walked down the stairs making sure to peek behind the box so not one of us would miss a step. We made it down safely setting the boxes down.
The basement had wood paneling, cream colored carpeting, and six windows. Once there was furniture down here in it would be cozier. It could be my secret hideout. 

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anonymous asked:

Now all of a sudden youre asking for money in your fics and posts?


But yeah I sure am!

I don’t think some people realize what it takes to write a story. And for many writers on tumblr, writing fanfiction isn’t just a hobby or something they do to destress from life. Writers like me, this is our life. I’m building a career here, anon. I’m working on my writing skills and trying to find my style, all while making connections and building a network. 

The way I see it is that one day, I’m going to finish my first novel and my comic.  And because of the way I network on here and publish my stories, I’m going to have an audience! I’m going to have people who know how I write and hell maybe they will be interested in buying my first book.  Tumblr is like my second job (I work at least 30 hours a week at my job) and writing is my passion. This is what I’ll be doing for the rest of my life and yeah I want to get paid for it!

Do you realize the time I take from my life? From my family? From my kid? To sit down and write stories for free! I sacrifice quite a bit to get stories to my followers, because I love it! I want to do this! I’ve been writing since I was seven years old! 

Do I think it’s asking much when I suggest supporting my blog by donating a dollar or so? NOPE. 

You guys are getting FREE content, full fledge stories! Series that have at least ten parts to it!  I put out my best quality content  and it’s FREE.FREE.FREE.

And fuck yes, I want to earn some extra cash from it. Hell yes. That doesn’t make me greedy or money hungry.


If that’s a problem for you, then unfollow me. 

If you can spare a dollar or so, consider supporting my blog! Thanks love!

Altea: The Lost Empire Chapter 1

Here we go! @show-your-fandom-side

 @futureblackpaladin (can you find the little easter egg i put in for you?)

*This diverges from the movie a little bit, okay? Keith makes it to the meeting, so this happens instead of what happens in the movie. Enjoy! *

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The Thirty-Something Years of Half-Jobs

Find it here on AO3. Modernverse established Bellarke fic. Intended one shot. For now ;)

“Clarke, have we become that couple?”

“What couple? You’re going to have to be a little more specific.”

“The couple that gets engaged but never actually gets married.”

Clarke and Bellamy had had a normal little love affair, nothing to sing ballads or write books about. They’d met at high school. Clarke had always considered herself the smartest person in any class. That was until the Blakes came to town. Bellamy became her first deskmate since Wells had died the previous year.

In a typical love story, here’s the part with immediate connection and heart eyes.

Instead, there begun the infamous Griffin-Blake rivalry. 

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anonymous asked:

A very sad riarkle. Like pining for something. Is better if is from Riley, realizing that she lost her chance with him. Sorry but this kind of thing is for my broke soul

//Angsty. So angsty. Thanks for the prompt and the suffering (:

–I’ll Be Here Waiting For You–

Farkle chased the brunette down the hall shoving past a few students making their way to their third period class. “Riley!”

The brunette kept walking away…walking faster it seemed. Farkle began to jog, pushing a few more people on the way and was able to catch up and slide quickly in front of her. “Riley! I’ve been calling your name for the past 5 minutes.”

Riley jumped back as if she hadn’t expected him to be there so suddenly. “Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you.” She clutched the books in her hands tightly ready to continue walking but Farkle had blocked her path. The truth was she was avoiding him and she didn’t want to talk to him.

“I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the planetarium on Saturday. They’re doing a whole presentation on Pluto. Can you believe it? We’re going right.”

Riley nervously moved a strand of hair behind her ear. “No I can’t. I- promised I’d go with Maya to something she asked about.”

“Oh. That’s okay. We can go next week then. I’ll buy the tickets tonight.”

“Farkle no. I can’t next week either.”

“What? Why not?”

“I have plans then too. Maybe just take Smackle. I’ll go some other time.”

“Some other time? This is a once in a life time opportunity. How many places do you see do whole presentations on a planet that’s not considered a planet of our universe anymore. Besides Smackle doesn’t really care about Pluto. We have to go!”

Riley tried to push past him. “I’m sorry. I can’t go.” She began to turn the corner of the hallway, but Farkle held onto her arm.

“Riley, what’s wrong?”

“What do you mean?” Her eyes were locked on his hand on her arm which she quickly pulled away.

“It just- it feels like, for the past few days you’ve been trying to avoid me. Is that what this is? Are you avoiding me?”

“I’m not avoiding you.” Riley lied through her teeth.

“Then how come we don’t see each other as much as we used to.”

Because you have a girlfriend, Riley thought to herself. 

“Don’t be silly, Farkle. We see each other all the time. History class. Lunch. At Topnaga’s.”

“That’s not what I meant. I -”

Maya was pulling Riley away. She had witnessed the two talking from the other side of the hallway. She knew Riley. She knew that face. She was itching to escape and like any best friend should, Maya came to the rescue. “Riley I was looking for you. You gotta help me with that…with that thing you promised to help me with. Oh hey Farkle. Bye Farkle.”

As soon as they were out of earshot from Farkle, Riley spoke. “Thanks.”

“I don’t like seeing you like this Riles. I can’t stand that look of pain on your face every time you talk to him.”

“I know, but you can’t do anything about it. You promised. You know. They’re meant to be together. Thinking Farkle and I were going to be-” Riley’s words faltered.

“Oh honey.” Maya said pulling in Riley for a hug.

That’s how it had been for the following days. . Riley couldn’t see Farkle without her heart aching or without the words “what if” dancing through her head. Maya had done her best to keep Farkle away, but there was only so much she could do. Riley still hung out with the whole group, but she could no longer be alone with Farkle. Or Farkle and Smackle. Not without getting a sinking feeling and every day it was getting harder to hide the truth.

Hope had arrived when Farkle and Smackle broke up. It was a mistake to think they wouldn’t get back together. A mistake to think Farkle was over Smackle and Smackle was over Farkle.  A mistake to imagine herself telling Farkle that she liked him. A mistake to think he’d say he’d like her back. A mistake to think they’d be a couple. A mistake to think they’d fall for one another.

Meanwhile, She waited. She waited for that day that he’d wake up and perhaps realize that Riley had been waiting for him this whole time. She wouldn’t do anything. She couldn’t. Farkle was happier with Smackle. They were Smarkle. Smackle was a good friend. Farkle was her best friend and never in a million years would she do anything to shatter his happiness. Even if it meant shattering her own. 

Sometimes she would see Farkle and Smackle laughing about something they had been talking about, giggling over some science project or smiling at each other in the hallway and every time Riley walked away. 

She walked away knowing she was never meant to be with him. Farkle and Smackle was the couple that made it while she was the girl who let him get away.

I was wondering how you guys take notes during college or lectures because right now I have this Lenovo thinkpad with touch screen and it is great but the battery life sucks so much that I won’t be able to bring it to lectures. I saw a lot of people using their ipad pro + apple pencil to make notes but I am faster when I type. So I was thinking maybe I should just buy like a chrome book or something cheap to work with? What apps do you guys use for note taking by the way? I use OneNote mostly.

theworldasweknowit16  asked:

Will you please me a funny story? I got dumped yesterday, and I think a story will make me feel better

oh man. listen, @theworldasweknowit16​ first of all, as evidenced by the fact that i am only answering this now, i hope that someone way funnier and WAY better at managing their inbox was able to make you laugh when you needed it. hopefully by this point you don’t even need dumb, tardy ol’ molls ofgeo who has turned up to her own comedy special 25 minutes late with a box of donuts and gets belligerent with the audience when they don’t appreciate her turning all the lights off and making them watch all 8 episodes of the blue planet, consecutively.

  • “THIS WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER!!!! SHUT UP AND LET DAVID ATTENBOROUGH TALK!!!!“ - me, almost certainly getting fired and definitely not getting any royalties

anyway, the point is, i’m very sorry that your relationship ended. that sucks, buddy. for what it’s worth, i think there are bigger things out there for you. single or doubled up, i think you’re gonna be amazing. 

ANYWAY, i don’t have any funny, like, ~breakup stories~ because although i know this will come as a shock to all of you, since i am incredibly charming and not at all neurotic, i haven’t had that many relationships that were serious enough that somebody needed to like, Officially End them??

that being said, i have seen destruction in my time, so this story is about the time @urgirlmontana and i walked in on a robbery-in-progress and tried to buy some wine. 

so the thing you have to know about me is that fundamentally, to my core, the only thing i really want out of life is to never be gauche or rude, ever, ever. every single one of the mistakes that haunt my dreams are times where i blithely said or did something that violated a rule i didn’t know or maybe just forgot.

  • i live in constant fear of getting sent to the Principal’s Office of Life, where i imagine an old lady with all of the characteristics of a cat i once had (half an ear, a snaggletooth) makes me sit in detention highlighting all the parts of Emily Post that i don’t have memorized.

the other thing you have to know about me is that i really, really love wine.

luckily for me, there is a convenience store within a couple blocks of where i live that sells two of my favorite things: junk food and wine. and it’s not like i live in a bad part of chicago; like, chicago is chicago but i live in a pretty quiet neighborhood. i mean, i know the neighborhood dogs by name, you know what i’m saying? 

  • my favorite is named maggie she’s a black lab she loves me and if there was a god she would be mine. i mean–what?
  • haha.
  • just jokes.

my point here is i never think twice about leaving my house at night to pop to the store or go for a walk or go to this all-night diner place that is like, for sure gonna give me some kind of terrible disease but makes surprisingly good milkshakes. and i extra never think twice if i have someone with me! it’s the buddy system! nothing ever goes wrong when you use the buddy system.

literally the only child at that summer camp NOT destined to die in a terrible water-related accident. DID WE LEARN NOTHING FROM THE MANDATORY SCREENING OF THE BLUE PLANET?

so off we go to purchase our late-night booze & candy–my candy vice of choice at the time was a 3 Musketeers bar–and the short but brisk walk gave me just enough time to like, really get into the zone in terms of thinking about the food i was going to get. like you know when you’re preparing to buy candy and even thought you’re a grown ass adult who can spend however much you want to on whatever the hell you want to, there’s still that tiny voice in the back of your head that sounds like your mom that’s like you can get ONE of those ten candy bars in your hand

anyway, we get to the store and when we walk in there’s a guy standing right in front of the door. he’s got his arm extended and he’s holding on to another guy who is also standing in front of the door, and honestly, my first reaction was like, “rude??? this is an entryway and an exit??? move like 7 inches to stand in front of the cheese.”

  • except don’t stand in front of the cheese. i may want some of that later.

my second reaction was: wow, that dude is covered in blood.

now, you would THINK that at this point, my third thought would be something along the lines of, “ABORT ABORT ABORT,” but because of that thing where i never want to be rude to anybody, ever, i instead panicked about Blood Guy noticing me staring at him. so i averted my eyes and skittered past them pretending like i hadn’t noticed.


when we got to the back of the store where the wine was–and i would like to say, in our defense, nobody actually IN the store at ANY point was like, “don’t come in, we’re busy robbing this establishment,” or even, “if you’re going to be here you have to contribute.” they just sort of let us go to the back of the store and loudly debate what kind of wine we wanted. 

while montana read off labels and prices, i wandered up the candy aisle, thinking to myself that i was soooo great for letting that guy bleed without staring at him or making him uncomfortable. like, we’ve all bled profusely in convenience stores before, haven’t we? no need to make him feel uncomfortable.

“um,” montana said suddenly. 


she pointed. the entire front of the store looked like it had been the victim of the home alone kid. shelves were upended, that weird vat of soup i don’t trust was splashed everywhere, and the very sweet young man who works the register was standing kind of frozen behind the counter, alternating looking at Blood Guy and then back at us. 

nobody said anything. it was like all five of us realized at the same time that we had walked in and not noticed what was happening. but like!!! who eXPECTS A ROBBERY? nobody expects a robbery. that’s why they’re effective!!!!

“i don’t…think they’re going to let us buy wine,” said montana.

here’s the thing: how do you get out of a store that’s being robbed but doesn’t…seem interested in robbing you? well, i don’t know what Emily Post would tell you to do, but what we did was put the candy and wine back (IN THEIR PROPER PLACE, because we’re not assholes) and just……excused ourselves.

literally, we just walked back to the door, told everybody goodnight, and left. and like, they let us go? nobody stopped us? i’m pretty sure the sweet boy that mans the register said “have a nice night”? 

“so…….wanna go somewhere else?” i asked as a police car pulled up and two cops ran into the store. 

“sure,” montana said. “i could go for some pop tarts.”


I just feel like Tumblr equates “capitalism” to some kind of dirty word like “greed” or “despotism” and that’s why any story that denounces corporate greed or encourages charity or driving the market in a different direction as “anti-capitalist” and therefore good, even when the story itself is heavily involved in marketing and capitalistic practices in or out of the plot.

Like for example: if a story featured a woman who was tired of fake pockets and so started making her own pants with deep pockets, that is not “anti-capitalist”. If anything, she’s telling producers “I don’t want your product, so I will not exchange it for money,” which is itself a facet of capitalism.

The Once-ler in The Lorax is actually a poor example of capitalism partly because he never thinks to invest in keeping his supply in stock so that he’ll be able to sell thneeds. Yes, the message itself was one of environmentalism, I get that, but it was very overly-simplistic and of course let itself open to being a strawman (nobody thought of planting more trees until decades into the future when the air was horribly polluted and there was exactly one seed left? O’Hare never considered changing his ways maybe just because his customers were all changing their minds about him and his company’s image? Really?)

And I want to add a real-life example - you know how people are deciding to boycott mega-corporations and listing off all the different products they make (which once looked at seem pretty daunting to have to avoid all together)? And if it’s a corp that endorses something one party likes, they just laugh at the boycotters and insist they will buy those products even more. Well, that is also capitalism, and ironically I see some of the same people who would praise a film for being “anti-capitalist” gleefully endorse mega-corps who just so happen to support whatever politics they like.

tl;dr You keep using that word. I don’t think it means what you think it means.

Out of the Frying Pan (10/?)

“That’s not selfish, Swan,” he said softly. “We sold the cookies I made this afternoon. You make french toast for your son. There’s a distinct difference in our stress-cooking techniques.”

“How many did you sell?” she asked, the interest obvious in her voice. And that did something to how much he wanted again. He should tell her about the expansion and Gold and the deal – explain it all now and then, maybe, tell her he was positive she’d shifted everything in his entire life in the span of a few weeks.

But that probably started creeping close to pushing , so Killian bit back everything he wanted and answered her question. “Five and a half dozen.”

AN: This is an absolutely ridiculous amount of words that I didn’t realize were quite so ridiculous until I decided to put them on the internet. @laurnorder should probably get some kind of medal for reading all of these words. 

Still hanging out on Ao3 and tag’ed up on Tumblr 

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Et le troll français continue….en fait c’est juste du trollage pour pourrir la vie des gens, un truc de mongolien. Buy yourself a life, Ucc’…I know it’s super cool to currently exhibit in the 9th arrondissement of Paris, but maybe one day these people will have to know that you’re also a web harasser, don’t you think ?

Something that your very small hipster brain can also integrate is that one day Maria Luisa might be free of the threat which is upon her, and then, “ça peut chauffer pour ton matricule” with her global revelation of who has harassed her and us for more than one year for some and about 9 months for you. Bonne journée à toi, petite bite.

russian-hackers-official  asked:

I'm about to buy The Sunless Sea on this summer steam sale and this decision is absolutely most definitely influenced by you, I hope you're proud of yourself

Oh, I am IMMENSELY proud of myself! I hope you end up enjoying the game as much as I do, because boy howdy do I adore it.

(I’d say that I wish your captains long life and good health, but, uh…maybe I’ll just leave it at wishing they don’t end up having to eat their crew TOO many times. It’s that sort of game)

Everyone has probably already thought of this but.

If you have a bra that you love and no longer can buy, that has gotten maybe just a little bit tight but is too good to throw away; maybe it’s comfortable or makes your boobs look good, take the latch off of a less popular bra and sew it on.

I promise it is so much more comfortable and you don’t have to get rid of something you love.

I have this theory that audience figures aren’t everything but the ppl in charge haven’t quite caught up to this yet. It’s not just the number of your audience it’s also their engagement. Think about it - the fans who will watch a show no matter how many times it’s repeated, who constantly post content on social media about the show (whether it’s fanfic, gifs from the show or just Wow, I love this), who will buy merchandise (not just DVDs but tie-in books, calendars, action figures etc.) who will follow the actors from their show onto other projects + maybe become fans of those as well. That has to mean something. (Also I think some shows can have a long half-life - in the sense that even after they’ve stopped airing there are still people discovering them + joining the fandom). 

EXO Reaction when you want to adopt a child with them

Awww this is really really sweet! I think having a child, adopted or by birth, is something beautiful. I hope you all like it. Love, Admin A~

I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/

Chanyeol: He would be really excited, have his beautiful face on his face all the time and imagine all the time how life with a baby would be. “Y/N, you don’t know how happy you just made me. I’ll be the best dad!”

Kris: He would buy all the toys and things your child would use, but would end up getting distracted with the new. “Maybe I should try to draw something for our child, I’m sure it would be a good gift. I’m Kriscasso!”

Sehun: He would tell he needs to think about it and come back after “a long walk”, bringing you flowers, looking like he is the kid* “I can’t wait to be a father jagiya… It will be beautiful” *Tears of joy*

Tao: *His heart cant stop beating fast* “I promise I will give my life for the child, I will take care of him and  love him from the bottom of my heart”

Kai: He would have to stop for a second because he is so excited and happy he would start to feel a little bit dizzy. He would feel butterflies and it would be a little hard to believe that he will have a kid soon.

Xiumin: “I think it’s time for me to decorate the room!” As he does it, he would play with all the things you two bought together and imagine your baby is already with him.

Baek: “Don’t worry little pillow, you will have a sister now. But I will give love to the both of you!” *Being adorable, super excited and waiting for the moment to come*

Luhan: “Hey baobei… come here.” He would get close, hold your face and after a long kiss he would say, “we are going to be the best parents of the world”

Chen: *Takes out the father costume* “If we get a girl, I will follow her around all the time so the boy never get close to her! She is mine and just mine!” *Already protective*

Kyungsoo: Happy? No. There are no words to describe how this little penguin would feel. He would be the happiest of the world, smile all day, laughing about everything and count the hours until the new member of the family arrives. “I’m going to be a father, I’m going to be a father, I’m going to be a father”. *Never stops saying it*

Lay: *Jumps, screams, laughs and dances until he can no more* “Yes Y/N!! YES! We will have a little girl! I told you not to give up!!”

Suho: Starts planning the future of all the kids you will adopt, just when you start talking about it. “So one will go to Harvard, the other can go to Germany, maybe our last kid can study in Japan and be closer. What do you think?  Oh and we need a bigger house, I’m sure they will want dogs… or wolves….”

The signs as deep, dark fight club quotes
  • <b> Aries:I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.<p/><b>Taurus:</b> If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?<p/><b>Gemini:</b> Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.<p/><b>Cancer:</b> May I never be content. May I never be perfect.<p/><b>Leo:</b> The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.<p/><b>Virgo:</b> I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.<p/><b>Libra:</b> Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken!<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.<p/><b>Sagittarius:</b> At the time, my life just seemed too complete, and maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> The lower you fall, the higher you'll fly.<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.<p/><b>Pisces:</b> The things you own end up owning you. It's only after you lose everything that you're free to do anything.<p/></p><p/></p>