*pained sigh* I really don't know how to describe me. I am an anime zealot and enjoy reading. My favorite anime is "Trigun," my favoite books: The "sword of truth" series by Terry Goodkind. I adore mystical and/or dark artwork. I will attend my first year of college this coming year.

To err is human. To arr is pirate

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 Tee Hee! I'm a zombie!




i'll draw u a picture
i'll draw it wiht a twist
i'll draw it with a razorblade
i'll draw it on my wrist
and if u draw it correctly
a fountain will appear
to wash away my sorrows
to chace away my fears








The Stonerz Pledge:


peace,pot,tequila shot,
jesus luvs us stoned or not,
sex drugs, rock&roll,
speed,weed,birth control.
lifes a bitch than you die,
fuck the world lets get high.
we are stonerz we have class,
mess wit us well kick your ass.
so to all u preps who think your cool,
go to hell cause stonerz rule!!!!


No, I am not a stoner, but nearly everyone I have met that is has rocked.





A Pagan dies and to his great surprise he finds himself standing before some pearly gates.
Pagan: "Where am I."
St. Peter: "You're at the gates of Heaven"
Pagan: "But I dont believe in Heaven"
St. Peter: "You're one of those arent you?"
Pagan: "Yes. I believe I'm in the wrong place Im supposed to be in Summerland."
St. Peter: "Sorry, We took overSummerland, and its temporarily closed for remodeling."
Pagan: "What should i do now?"
Peter: "Well since we dont allow Pagans in Heaven, you'll have to go to Hell. Sorry. Just follow that path than leads down and to the left."
The Pagan walks down to Hell where the gates are standing wide open. He walks in and finds beautiful meadows, happy animals, and clear streams of water.
He walks on in and begins exploring, and after a few minutes a courtly gentleman walks up to him and bows politely.
"Hello, Im Satan. You must be the guy St. Peter called me about. Are you a Pagan?"
Pagan: "Yes I am. What's going to happen now?"
Satan: "Well the fishings good if you enjoy that sort of thing. There's a little refreshments stand just down the road. And I believe the Pagan meeting grounds are right over the next hill."
Suddenly a hold opens up in the sky above and a yawning chasm opens directly underneath it. The stench of sulfer fills the air. Hundreds of screaming, tortured souls drop down into the flaming pit which immediately closes with a thud.
The Pagan hardly believing what he just saw askes Satan: "And what was THAT?!?!"
Satan rolls his eyes: "Oh just ignor them. They're Christians, they wouldnt have it any other way."