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Please forgive me.
I loved you.
You would have to actually visit the White House to understand this, but everyone should at least be aware.
Here, in America, right next to the White House in Washington, District of Columbia (the single bastion of sincere protection the leader of the free world has), is a much larger, more impressive building.
That's right, bitches! My ban is up and I'm retreating to the pseudo pop culture paradise of DeviantArt! Don't expect any more updates on this account! Never. Nope. None. Not.
Wanna keep up with me? Well then, come on down!
To commemorate this fine day, I will gift you all with a picture of a spider. Love ya.
So I did.
Good to be back, America.
The answer is carbonite.
...I am not leaving forever. However, you will not be compensated for your duties.
...I am leaving forever. Take this picture as a reward.
My highly liberal-set mind is burning. The days are numbered, and yet flow by like hot tap water running over a dried-cheese covered blade. This is not a free verse poem. This is not Sparta. This is not some petty fantard-created-by paragraph-like section of writing filled with all-too-cliché pop culture references. This is the writing of a young boy with a sharp tongue, a gigantic cranial cavity and a song in his heart. I hope you believe me.
Comment if you like. I don't expect it to be anything else but hatred in the form of text, but that's not just expected; it's welcome. You're welcome!
To back up my cause for a future with every species of aphid wiped off the face of the Earth, I've included this picture of a spider. No charge required.