Monday, May 10, 2004

If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies.

I'm so goth I don't use fabric softener, because I like the pain.

"I can't help it. I was born a miscarriage. I had so many insults I died. I was born dead. I can't help it. I'm tired. I'm give out trying. You got chances. I had so many insults I was born dead. You got it easy. I was born dead an' life was hard. I'm tired. I'm tired out talking and standing up. I been dead fifty-five years"
-Pete, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

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