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“Remember, Remember the fifth of November The gun powder treason and plot I know of no reason why the gun powder treason Should ever be forgot” — America needs a Guy Fawkes, but instead of blowing up Parliment or any government or civillian buildings he should blow up the mass media and Hollywood. (Of course after carefully checking [ READ MORE ]
I’ve seen the hatred spawned from lies I’ve seen the evil glowing within their wicked eyes I’ve watched them choose who dies They don’t care as long as someone else buys Tomorrow Will Be Different I’ve seen the evil grins and wicked crooked sneers I’ve witnessed even the best believe what he or she hears For goodness sake, I’ve seen the lies [ READ MORE ]
These are the results after several digg users voted on what their age was. The average digg user is around 24-28 years old. What was the point of doing this you may ask? Well, I was curious first and foremost – but secondly, using this information I now know that submitting [ READ MORE ]
I’ve been spending a lot of time on the social news site Digg.com recently. I have been registered there since the beginning but I never really started submitting stories until I dugg an article about the ratio of users who contribute to the site. After that I was prompted to actively participate, submitting [ READ MORE ]
I find more and more I am unable to sleep because I want to or because I need to sleep. Presently it’s 11:39 PM which although is not very late – I should be sleeping… I need to be awake at 5:45 AM tomorrow to report to my new position. Its at these silent lonely [ READ MORE ]
Life can really wind up and kick you right in the balls sometimes, and it’s an unfortunate thing when that happens. After a few minutes of gagging and being hunched over in pain, or in my metaphorical ball kicking from life – months; you eventually have to get on the shitty ten speed bike [ READ MORE ]
When you’re face down in the dirt And your body aches you can’t take anymore When your body grows weak and starts to hurt And you’ve made your way through every door Remember what got you there Remember what made you care The mornings waking next to that empty spot And the pain that was worse than being shot The sight and sound [ READ MORE ]
It was a bright and sunny day, come to think of it – it was Thursday, when young Little Karl Schalkovski arose from his slumber. His fat little face squinted as he tried to see his thick black glasses on the floor by his bed while is chubby little paw pushed away the dozens [ READ MORE ]
Here I am suffocating on the ocean floor with no hope anymore. My lungs begin to burn and I feel my stomach churn. The last ray of hope has vanished and I’m stuck here with no rope. The chaotic cluster of continuous looping thoughts, constantly and consistently destroys me in my sleep. Waking without you [ READ MORE ]
The odds were stacked against us from the day our eyes met. Despite all opposition we got closer and closer and our happiness fed off of each other – but then my world stopped turning and sadness set in… Now I am the outsider always looking in. With faces that see [ READ MORE ]
