<3 Infected Mushroom - Becoming Insane
Cataclysm?
-looks at username- What's so bad about being a key? B|
YOU ARE NOT READY! B| You got to post more silly. It's easy. Just spam up them sections like there's no tomorrow :B. Or you could also go back...
YOU CAN'T HANDLE FULL LIFE CONSEQUENCES! And thanks dude. I'm quite liking the pink myself :B I'm sure your name would look sexy in pink as well.
Neko no Sora I sort of feel like "cat" or "sky" needs to be in the name somehow xD
Hey you. YEA YOU! Y u no get on more?
Sup mah brutha
PeprikaX*shot* I thought you already were...
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Touhou! Maybe I'll practice playing the piano afterwards.
Juicy! Y U NO ONLINE MORE?!
Nobody sees the guy love between Forsaken and The Fuk except for me?
Solipsist troll ftw!
This was a hard choice but my vote goes to my BROOO!
I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A different side of me These pills, they make me so drowsy. Why won't they believe me? But no, apparently I have somatization disorder. So they give me these anti-depressants to help me cope with the stress and that will get rid of the pain. Unaware of the fact that there is nothing wrong with me. Sure I have the occassional headache but isn't that normal? They must be too proud to admit that they might have made a misdiagnosis. And here I am. Laying down on my bed and staring at the featureless ceiling, unable to do anything. I'm supposedly crazy. So who would believe me if I said that "I'm not crazy"? I hear a car pull into the driveway. They must be here. Here to take me away. I want to resist and run away but I have nowhere to run to. Nobody wants me. Not even my own family can bear being with me anymore. All hope was lost when I signed that contract. Now I'm going to be moving to a new house where I'll be living with my wife. Now usually most people would hear that sentence and think "How great!" but this situation is completely different. I have no clue who this girl is and I feel nothing for her. They think that putting two crazy people together will make them less crazy. But what if one of those crazy people wasn't crazy? Couldn't this possibly lead to me actually becoming insane? But I can't let this get to me. I must endure. "Time to get up sweetie," says my mother as she knocks on the door of my bedroom. With all of my strength, I get myself out of bed and onto my feet. The pills make me feel weak but I should be able to make it downstairs and to the car without any trouble. I grab the bag that I had already packed the night before and open the door to my room. I walk downstairs to see both of my parents, my little brother and a man that I have never met before standing by the door. My brother asks me where I'm going and to not worry him too much, I just say "That I'm on vacation." A very obvious lie but he's only 6. Telling him that I'm insane just wouldn't roll off the tongue as well. And then I look to my parents. I have nothing to say to them. They're the ones that decided that I should be going to this hell and with all these mixed feelings about the situation I'm in, I honestly don't know what to say. If I have nothing good to say, then it's best to stay quiet. So I look towards the man who will be taking me away and I tell him, "I guess it's time to go." Together we walk out of the front door. As I walk to driveway, I turn around to have one last look at the place that was once my home. I take a mental picture because I might not be able to come back for a while. The man tells me that I need to hurry up as he opens up the door to the limo, gesturing for me to enter. "Can't you see that I'm kind of having a moment over here. At least show some courtesy," I say as I walk over to the limo and get inside. Letting out a sigh as we drive away, I wonder to myself what my wife would be like. We would be spending a lot of time with each other from now.
Bond. James Bond. I get all the ladies with that one :B
Yea the main room is /khvids now. And yah I'm still here :B
Placebo - Running Up That Hill
