The point? I may or may not start posting things again soon. I'm going to be moving a lot of stories over from my El-Jay, probably, but since I'm drawing a few of my sister's original characters for her, they'll be showing up soon too.


SignsLike innocents caught in the bramble, we rambled Past draughts and drafts into an early glimpse of heaven We made a ragged little parade when we traveled Past baying beasts under the overpass Kept away by traffic's hollow roarSigns
When the streetlights went out overhead it was a bad sign When we saw shoes hung on telephone wires it was good And the graffiti instructed us and comforted us "It could always be worse," "Everything will be okay" Written in sharpie on a toilet paper dispenser In the women's restroom on the third floor
And his luck was tied to Orion, and her
Scott

Heat Death of the UniverseThe pages in the textbook told me in the end it's cold and lonely after we've been swallowed by the sun The universe is still expanding making fear sharp and demanding even though we're safe for years and years to comeHeat Death of the Universe
refrain But it's alright, when it's all over we'll go back to being stars like cosmonaughts and paper lanterns scattered from a shopping cart we'll twinkle in the dusty space and rock ourselves to sleep with dreams of better days when the world is over we will be okay
We failed our goals and missed the deadline caught it up a
-Lex
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Tell a story with your photos. Those stories are what will last.
It's All About Love.
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Heaven's where the police are British, chefs Italian, mechanics German, lovers French and it's organised by the Swiss. Hell's where the police are German, chefs British, mechanics French, lovers Swiss and it's organised by the Italians.
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"Many a man hath done so; sought to fence
In straitened bonds the soul that should be free,
Trodden the dusty road of common sense,
While all the forest sang of liberty" -- Oscar Wilde
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