evilwillow

april is national autism awareness month.
so get aware. dammit.


yes, the snakes are still there. so stop asking. no, I'm not going to take them down. if someone is trying to be funny or scare me or whatever - removing them is a) an acknowledgement that I've seen it and b) a sign that it bothers me. FUCK THAT!!! they can eat my ass.


of course, there is always c) I am totally creeped out and don't want to touch them...but we all know that isn't true.



I finished reading I am Legend and the other short stories that are in the same book. kick ass.


ever meet that person who changes everything? who makes you want to drop everything and move? who makes you want to sing and dance and kill people (but sing and dance while you're doing it)? who changes the way you look at everything, including yourself?




what did you dream of last night?



peace.
xoxoxox
wil



"Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."