Journal shokk's Journal: **No Title**
C'mon, really! What the heck do you expect me to write to a bunch of strangers? This is like standing on a cardboard box at a bus station and shouting into a crowd. And that does not get you a good response.
C'mon, really! What the heck do you expect me to write to a bunch of strangers? This is like standing on a cardboard box at a bus station and shouting into a crowd. And that does not get you a good response.
"Conversion, fastidious Goddess, loves blood better than brick, and feasts most subtly on the human will." -- Virginia Woolf, "Mrs. Dalloway"