light the candles, drink the blood |
here's a poem
enjoy
I sat quietly complaining. Nobody heard me in the chapel.I was lost; patiently waiting. Thought this priest must be an asshole.I see the figures on the windows, are they friends or...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 19:32:00 GMT |
dont waste youre time reading this |
im back in fredrickton. And this time i got an appartment. the walls are bare and im sittin on a milk crate but its all mine(and three other guys'). i dont have cable or a phone yet and i am currentl...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 00:54:00 GMT |
