In the process of being rescued. Tuesday, September 30, 2008. The hooting owl knows that the sun has risen and that she must sleep. The bird knows that the sun has risen and that he must sing. Even the sunflower turns his head toward the growing beams of morning light that move so quickly over the rolling hills of Illinois. Should I buy their shoes for them? In the beginning was t.

Upgrade to paid account! Based On a True Story. Its been such a long long time since I added any posts to this blog. I guess because now I have tumblr, I dont use this as much. I should really keep up with blogging though because I really loved doing it. I suppose the only reason I stopped was that life became a bit more mundane and boring here so I really dont have that much to write about. Plus, the only reason I want time off is so that I can lounge around and do nothing for ages.

If tears could make me looks beautiful, then i would be the prettiest girl alive. Rarr; sm centerpoint and cafelupe gig! Rarr; i hate the word DUTY. Rarr; waltz by hale.