"Denied our names, our faces,
We lie in the grave of our identity
With a stranger's pennies on our eyes,
Seeking to reclaim ourselves
From the spaces between what we remember doing
and what we yet might do."
"Here there is no Hope, and consequently no duty, no work, nothing to be gained by praying, nothing to be lost by doing what you like. Hell, in short, is a place where you have nothing to do but amuse yourself."
"Changeable women are more enduring than monotonous ones. They are sometimes murdered, but seldom deserted."
"You cannot believe in honor until you have achieved it. Better to keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world"
I'm obsessed with my childhood toy, a polarbear handpuppet of weird proportions that's called Gwaug. He was called something else, but was renamed once it was decided that his old name was, well, dumb.
Coffee is great, so is cheese. And meat. Myth and folklore fascinates me in every aspect, as does Anime, good Tattoo work, Latex and vintage clothing. I'm easy to annoy and hard to anger. I use and abuse the comma. I was vague, but now I ramble.
And one of these days I'll really get myself that supercool armored car with the grated cow-catcher, so I can smash right through all those slow-pokes and testosterone filled idiots on the highways I spend so much of my day on.
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