You can tell I'm bored, no? I'm screwing about on webcam with a mate and debating what colour my hair is. Seriously irl it's purple but on this people keep telling me it's dark red. Oooooooooh trust me...if only it were!
Aw, Thank you dreaming mouse! So are you! In those pictures, it looks reddy purple..so really...s'all good.
Caligula's Launderette, That second pic is so nice. You have a pretty smile.
Areida,Are we still getting married?
"Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish,
A vapour sometimes like a bear or lion,
A towered citadel, a pendant rock,
A forked mountain, or blue promontory,
With trees upon't that nod unto the world,And mock our eyes with air.."
Nai- I didn't make any of the coins, though there were ample opportunities, LOL. We did do one of the things where it takes a picture of you and then "draws" you. That turned out pretty spiffy.
CL- Good grief, your nephew is fine! And you can tell him I said so. You're pwetty... maketh my jealous. I love your hair... I wish mine would stay that curly.
Muse- Lots of prettyness! And of course we're still gettin' married. But I'm marrying Nai first, since I've decided to become a polygamist.
Got YWS?
"Most of us have far more courage than we ever dreamed we possessed."
- Dale Carnegie
i look like a different person in every photo. It's curazy. Cheers guys!
Yeah Bobo! Everyone's so nice on this site anyway..so there's nothing to be afraid of!
"Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish,
A vapour sometimes like a bear or lion,
A towered citadel, a pendant rock,
A forked mountain, or blue promontory,
With trees upon't that nod unto the world,And mock our eyes with air.."
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction. Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill. We are the hidden fist of the free market.
We are the ink, we are the quill.
[The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid) - Anti-Flag]
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction. Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill. We are the hidden fist of the free market.
We are the ink, we are the quill.
[The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid) - Anti-Flag]
Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow?
And we couldn't wait to grow up. — Unknown