If you are wondering about my last journal entry, keep wondering, because that would ruin the heart of my conspiracy, and complex mind, and it might just kill you to understand me. Implosion, ladies and gentleman, can happen.

I need a pair of dice. So I can fix the road block and give the children shoes!

The Italian Job is just one of the best movies I have ever had the pleasure to see. If you haven't seen it, you should. *Booming voice* I COMMAND IT!

Time's a funny thing, isn't it? It manages to create you, destroy you, and has total power over all of your life. Something so powerful, so out of reach, so regular in our lives are so often over looked.

The next time you take a look at someone and find something amusing about them that will probably end up hurting them, have a decent personality. Nothing is more precious than acceptance and friendship, I would know on personal expierence, having had none of these so far.

The sky is an amazing peice of artwork, a brilliantly ever-changing picture that offers every answer, and every question in the same instant that you realize you will never fully understand either.

Once upon a time, The End. So my fairy-tale starts, a thing of twisted darkness, darkness so pure that it burns light. Who lives in the present when you can escape the injustice around you by living in the past? Reality is what you make of your mind, and mine lives in a place that no longer exists.

If I had been born with a badass personiality and no conscience, I would be the ideal criminal. As it is, I have a conscience and I couldn't knowingly commit a crime, not when to many have hit me. I know what its like, and its no fun for that one that got hit.

Simple words of praise can go a long way, give someone a compliment and you will acomplish in one minute what threats would make into a year. A friendly face is never amiss, someone could always use a smile, so help them out.