I may be ten years old but I still know whats up. 
I wear my Cramps shirt almost every single day. 
I want to sag my pants. I want to pogo dance, 
but mom won't let me so I might just run away. I wanna ride my skate. I wanna stay out late.
 I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one. I wanna go to shows. 
Don't wanna pierce my nose. 
I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one. 
I may be in fourth grade, 
but know what's going on. 
I listen to the Misfits every single day. 
Don't want to take a nap. 
I want a T.V tat, but mom won't let me so I might just disobey.
Iwanna ride my skate, I wanna stay out late. I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.
 I wanna go to shows. Don't wanna pierce my nose. I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one! -AFI

Can you say,"Freakin' AWESOME man!"?
Anyway.
I'm not totally obsessed with them.
There's others.
o_o

RAWR.

If I should die and leave you here awhile, be not like others,
sore undone,
who keep long vigils by the silent dust, 
and weep. For my sake- turn again 
to life and smile, 
nerving thy heart and trembling hand to 
do something to comfort others heart than thine. Complete those dear, 
unfinished tasks of mine
and I, perchance, may therein comfort you.

Quite inspiring 
if you ask me. 
It sucks, for my memory 
has failed to remember 
where I got that from, although I 
do remember the poet.

Well, my page seems 
to be progressing a little. There 
should  more coming. *hopefully*

For now, sweet sorrow 
is parting.

 Or..something.

XD 

Stephen King's new book is finally out!

yes!!

XDDDDDDD