Right there, with Romeo and Juliet holding each other in their arms, while laying down in a field of irises, staring into the other's eyes.
That image is what I write love poems about. I could write for all eternity, yet never do it a single bit of justice. Everything I've ever felt about love, I see in that single scene.
Enough ranting about that, since before I get even more redundant.
I've started living a lot more by my principles concerning Chivalry, staying behind at work after closing hours in order to walk my manager to her car anytime from 12:58 am to 2:05 am. When asked why I do it, my answer is that I'd feel like a jerk if I left without making sure that they were okay.
Some may think of that as chauvinistic, but isn't there a reason why girls go to the bathroom in pairs if they can?
One manager once told me that she's a big girl and that she can take care of herself. I replied that until she could knock me onto my back, she probably couldn't do that well if someone bigger then me attacked her. And she still can't knock me down, no matter what she's done.
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So I was watching Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann, the last episode.
I won't spoil it for anyone, but I will say that it's the kind of thing that makes want to stand up and yell at the top of your voice because of how epic it is.
That's all I'm gonna say about it.





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there is no such thing freedom only the illusion of having control of your own life
i believe in everything and nothing as that is all there is
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Borland, DONT NUKE IT!!!
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Borland, DONT NUKE IT!!!
(from wayyy back in Nov~ egads~! O.o >.< )
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"We are oft to blame in this, - / 'Tis too much proved - that with devotion's visage/ And pious action we do sugar o'er/ The devil himself. "
I could care less about your religion the same as you could care less about my sexuality. Get over it.
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Where there's a will, I want to be in it..</i
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Asinine contradictions flooded with psychotropia.
Sublime festering of my raped confidence.
Watch the ripples in my reflection swirl and entwine,
and like a virus, I infect, corrupt and sever.
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