| oo4. of well. |
[Jul. 28th, 2009♦02:09 pm] |
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I hate the full moon. I really, really do. |
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| oo3. of to hell with it. |
[Jul. 24th, 2009♦10:54 pm] |
To hell with it all.
I'm moving to some fancy country, and I'm going to marry some rich old man, and then live out my days relaxing in the sun. I'll have a library the size of my flat times ten, and I'll own twenty cats named after classical literature characters.
Go ahead and kill each other all you want, I don't give a rat's arse anymore.
They were children. They hadn't done a thing, nothing at all. What sort of fucked up monster goes and kills innocent children, I ask you? This world, all of it, it's horseshit. |
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| oo2. of what is this? |
[Jul. 18th, 2009♦11:21 pm] |
( private to the Order. )
Whole world's mad. Enough said. |
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| oo1. of you're crazy. |
[Jul. 11th, 2009♦10:58 am] |
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Time travelers walking the streets. And, no doubt, someone will knock on my door in a moment and announce that I'm the heir to a throne in some far away land. Queen Hestia, how does that sound? Maybe Empress Hestia. I like that better.
Just so you so-called time visitors are aware, don't go hurting yourselves, because I don't particularly want to be the one called in to help some batty person who thinks they're from somewhen else. It'd be best all around if you just checked yourselves into St. Mungos now. |
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| across this new divide. |
[Jul. 10th, 2009♦08:02 pm] |
↑ NEW FORESIGHT ↑ ↑ ↓ ↑ ↓ ↓ OLD FORESIGHT ↓ |
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| oo2. of being honestly bored. |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009♦12:24 am] |
I don't want to be asked questions.
Go away.
... Fuck I'm bored
Unless you absolutely must, I suppose. |
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| oo1. of the mystery of time. |
[Jun. 15th, 2009♦04:49 pm] |
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Time travelers walking the streets. And, no doubt, someone will knock on my door in a moment and announce that I'm the heir to a throne in some far away land. Queen Hestia, how does that sound? Maybe Empress Hestia. I like that better.
Just so you so-called time visitors are aware, don't go hurting yourselves, because I don't particularly want to be the one called in to help some batty person who thinks they're from somewhen else. It'd be best if you just checked yourselves into St. Mungos now. |
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