Actually, I do miss Cantankerous. She always gave me rep! (for the weirdest posts I'd do too)

I'm friends with her on myspace but I have like 5500 myspace friends so I can't find her profile.

Rep on the way.

Also: you must shoot someone else before shooting SY37 again.

he looks kinda like julian mcmahon from nip/tuck



so i think we can safely assume that alexander hamilton in a speedo would look something like this

Hmm.. I've recently found great love in taking tape, applying it to my fingers, and peeling it off, so I can examine my own fingerprints. At first a simple, giveaway thing. Not quite dirt, not quite dead flesh, a simplistic imprint of something that represents who I am. I can look at it from afar, and see something easy, approachable, minute... but the further you allow your eyes to dig, the more and more there is to see.. an entire complex universe, right there, just within the depths of the tips of your fingers... I stare as far into them as I can, and I pretend I am looking at the hedgemaze of a colony, weaving and collapsing right in front of me, on a thin piece of adhesive. It is nothing, it is foolish, and it is lovely.

You know, I miss the days when I could stay awake and watch the sunrise and smoke a cigarette with it and feel warm and content. I would stay up all night and come alive, like a child, getting done what normal people do during normal hours at the quietest time of night. In my house you could hear a pin drop. I was that pin.

It's darker inside than outside, and I resent that about this city. So alive in its apathy that I could choke on it. I lean on my rusty railing and smoke and watch people drive home drunk and stupid, disgust on my face but envy in my heart, because I know what it's like to have that forgetfulness, a hefty price for some ignorance.

To lay in your spinning bed and hear white noise, to not know the burdens of life, of knowledge, of heartbreak, of longing, of all the everythings that constitute life... wow. There's a gnat flying helplessly into my monitor, the only beacon of light in this otherwise eclipsed shelter, and I don't have the heart to tell him he can't go that way. I don't have the heart to push my thumb up against him and end his 8-week lifespan either. I don't want him to ruin the inner workings of my fingertips, because then I won't want to capture them on tape anymore. That's how I feel. Nobody has the heart to tell me I'm going the wrong way. Nobody has the heart to push their thumb to me and put me away because they don't want to get their hands dirty.

I have ink in my hands eww.

I'm sure Burr did it for the lulz. His career was ruined afterwards. That's what you get you Hamilton killing sumbitch.

Holy chesthair batman!
Not too impressed by the (lack of) bulge. Then again this isn't Hamilton himself. I bet that guy had like, 30 goddamn dicks.
Or was that Washington...

I understand... and I don't even resent you all for it. I could use some more resentment in my life. But that's not me... I'm just the guy flying towards the light.

Cantankerous, to me, was a similiar person... she seemed to have everything, but underneath her "Don't-give-a-fuck" SY Gossip persona, she had a much darker edge. I liked that. She'll be back. And even if she's not, let's be thankful for the time we had with her.

It was Washington.

He also:
-had a pocket full of horses
-fucked the shit of bears
-threw a knife into heaven
-could kill with a stare
-weighed a fucking ton
-was either 6 foot 8 or 6 foot 20 (sources differ)
-fucking killed for fun
-would not save the British children
-ate his opponents brains
-invented cocaine
-would kick you apart

ON A HORSE MADE OF CRYSTAL HE PATROLLED THE LAND
WITH A MASON ENGLISH SCHNAUZER IN HIS PERFECT HANDS

this is like a really dark SYGossip eulogy

A moment to reflect:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbRom1Rz8OA

HE'D SAVE CHILDREN, BUT NOT THE BRITISH CHILDREN.

Another moment to reflect for terrible:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbRom1Rz8OA

HE ONCE HELD AN OPPONENT'S WIFE'S HAND


...IN A JAR OF ACID.












...AT A PARTY.







fuck yes I love that video

I'm dark.

Sometimes.