When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
I love children, especially when they cry, for then someone takes them away.
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"Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold.
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world"
Yeats - The Second Coming
*sigh*~
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world"
Yeats - The Second Coming
*sigh*~