As of today, I'm 22. I don't feel that old, but I'm still not so sure about this adult/responsibility/growing up thing.
I once read a saying that "Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate." I totally agreed with it, especially during the last few months.
But now I'm reminded that *good* friends always seem to be there. When you talk to them, even though it could be years since you last saw each other, it is just like old times. Some people treat you like shit in life...you have to deal with it...but with good friends at least you don't have to deal with it alone.
I hope that I will be able to say the same about these friends 22 years from now.






Now get back here and submit something.
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Where is this path
I cannot find?
Here is my heart
But where is my mind?
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
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Please write back soon and let me know if you want to marry me.
PS. I am very handsome and live in a mansion with a pony.
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