Anyway, if I had my sheets, I'd do some work. Also, I may start shooting pics, again. I might, also, start drawing, again, too.
Anyway, I'm back. I probably won't hit this up as often as you'd like, but I can try.


The Places We BleedOpen up your eyes and you will see, That this is the harshness of reality. If you look real close then you will see, All the make-up and masks that we all need, To cover up all the scars and all the shame, Of the torture and the pain That we've received this far!The Places We Bleed
And I don't understand Why you don't wear your heart on your sleeve. It makes life easier! And I don't understand Why you don't take that mask off your face. You'll breathe much easier! And I don't understand, Why you don't tear the bandage away, And show the place that you bleed. &


ContemplationBlowin' chunks in the alleyway of my desire. You don't know the pain of standin' in the fire. Now I'm waiting Contemplating: "What about this? What about that? What about everything? What if I had never done the things that I did before?" But none of that'll count now. None of that'll count. None of that'll count now. None of that'll count. 'Cuz...Contemplation
I am alone again, You can't see me, anymore. I am alone again, You can't hear me, anymore.
YOU CAN'T HEAR ME, ANYMORE!
As I wander about the nation, Lookin' for a w
RAVE: Kenji
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Joseph: This is written in C++...
Programmer: Oh, well, do you need it in JavaScript? Ruby? Cobal?
Joseph: English. Add some comments to this code!
-Joseph War X "Living life and Loving it!"
-Joseph
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Joseph: This is written in C++...
Programmer: Oh, well, do you need it in JavaScript? Ruby? Cobal?
Joseph: English. Add some comments to this code!
-Joseph War X "Living life and Loving it!"
see my journal..
sorry.
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......And now you all die......
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The Curse of the Artist: They're their own worst critic.
Here's a comment I found too good to pass up:
wOW THiS PiCTURe iS HeLLA SAVAGe
u GOtS TALeNT ~candycrazie
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Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow.
My hand loses grip of the sword I once held
And I turn to become a true shadow.
--
The Curse of the Artist: They're their own worst critic.
Here's a comment I found too good to pass up:
wOW THiS PiCTURe iS HeLLA SAVAGe
u GOtS TALeNT ~candycrazie
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......And now you all die......
--
Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow.
My hand loses grip of the sword I once held
And I turn to become a true shadow.
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