"I saw a creature, he sat, and he held his own heart in his hands;
and he ate of it. I asked him, is it good friend? He said it is bitter,
bitter. But I like it because it is bitter, and because it is my heart."
That's is from the Crow 4: Wicked Prayers. It's an awesome movie though the first movie was better. I'm going to start posting some poetry in here because I can. So enjoy it.
Once, in a desperate fit of lust, I kidnapped the G-boys and held them hostage. It occurred to me that I could get quite a ransom for them. So I wrote up a ransom note, gave it to them, and sent them back to their owners. I'm still waiting on a reply.
