There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
you'll never find another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes ocean lapping voice, smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky and you're all alone again tonight; not again, not again, not again. and don't it feel alright, and don't it feel so nice? lovely.
Ahh they played a concert last night-ish and streamed it on MySpace to people in the UK and Germany. Which is great, except it's not. Because I'm in the US and I NEVER get to see this cool stuff. >_>
Grasped by the throat, grasped by the throat. That's how I feel about love. That it's not worth it.
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly
