Two things have put me in despair: One: the logical evolution of the ore no yome fad through that "marry a manga character" petition. You've probably seen this link flying around the Internet, no need for me to reproduce it. Two, and this one really takes the cake: The niece porn game (in case the "porn game" part doesn't tip you off, let me remind you that this link is totally Not Safe for Work...
Больше всего меня угнетает бесцельное провождение времени. Иногда так случается, что приходится сталкиваться с бесполезным течением времени. Например, как сейчас. Нужно приехать в какое-то...тебя не испугает. Всё равно ночами ты не можешь спать. Может из-за нервов, а может из-за урчания компьютера. А может из-за холода. Не важно. Чем меньше спишь, тем больше можно придумать.
BLOODY TRAUMA CENTER. I finished Trauma Center Under the Knife 2 not too long ago. Why did they try to make the characters more pretty and fail miserably? Poor Victor and Chase; their designs suffered...the really really corny epilogue which I won't even talk about because it was so corny. Well maybe the epilogue was perfect, I wouldn't know because I still haven't finished the first game. orz
"Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few." - Despair Inc., about blogging. Hahaha- That is SO true. I guess that's all I have to say. I always think of interesting things to blog about (well, at least things I think are interesting) during the day, but by the time I can access LJ I've forgotten them. I need to start writing things down... Ha, well, if the...
...prepares an elaborate sacrifice to the powers of the underworld. However Dido soon comes to realize that the love magic is not powerful enough to bring Aeneas back to her. So she kills herself in her despair, which adds to the power to her curse. Dido had sealed and extended her curse through her suicide. Aeneas was protected by his gods and remained safe. But, according to Virgil, Dido’s use of magic...
... When you are on the verge of giving up or losing your path, take a moment to breath deeply, look back into your past - find that very moment where you had the strength to triumph out of the fear/despair and the energy that it gave you after - with this - remind yourself that you can do it - you've done it before, so can you now! You can pull yourself out of the ditch you put yourself into. The...
cold comfort that solitude serves surrounded by all yet nothing at all plumes of mist with every breath quakes of shudder with every step thoughts fragment before its infancy racing into a million pieces a struggle to hold onto sanity inaudible screams that reverberate in my mind... finds no escape
The reason for me writing today? I honestly don't know. I haven't wrote in what feels like a while, this is just going to be an update. So, friday I got my mp4 back, kind of. I have it anyway. I went...so sick. The sound of her calling my name to get her another glass straight after was more sickening. In my head, in my heart, in my skin. Someone save me. I don't want to feel like this forever.
"In our sleep, pain that we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God." Aeschylus
"Hey," I smiled at him. "It's good to see you again." It all started with a trip to Florida, like every other year, but this year I was surprised by a wedding, and many visitors in the house I was staying... Will you just become another memory to me
