Not Really

I'm not really awake right now. Or maybe I am and I don't know it. I'm not blogging from school yet. I'll do that later. More around 12:00 I think. You'll know. I might blog from school more often if its easy. I'm kind of hungry.....and I'm kinda bored. Don't really know what to do right now, 'cause it's really early and I can't listen to musik. So I guess I'll just go eat something and write meh stories or something. TTYL


TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Loathing

W.O.T.D: Loathe/Loathing

Definition: To dislike greatly/extreme disgust

This is the word of the day because I have a rant coming on. See at first today I was wondering to myself why the hell people read out loud. OMG that is so irritating. Expecially people like Breann. I cannot stand that. You give them something to read and they read it out loud. Not even good. They read it all stupid, stumbling over words and mispronouncing things. Can't they just read it in their head? Is it so hard? I don't think it is. I think she does it just to piss me off. I already told her. "Read in your head" But noooooooooo! Of course not. Then there are people who stop in the middle of the hallway to molest each others faces. They don't step to the side, or move when people ask. They just stand there and suck face in the middle of the flippin hall. No room to get around them without being rammed into other people. Then when you try to get around them and you do run into other people. However accidental. You still get threatened to be beat up. *sighs*Is that just me? I hope not. Another thing that makes me kinda sad, actually, is that high school totally killed my relationships with my friends. Now I don't have any of them in my classes, and I see some of them during passing periods or at lunch but otherwise. Nada. Now what? Oh yes. Have you ever seen those things in the classrooms that are like 'motivational' posters? Tell me something. The ones about homework, like the one that says "Homework: Don't Leave Home Without It." why are they telling you that AFTER you get to school? That doesn't make any sense to me. Are they reminding you for tommorow? I dunno. My grandmother is another pet peeve of mine, but it would be extremely disrespectful to put my thoughts of her on this site. Even if she'll never see it. *shakes her head* As disrespectful as I am, I don't want to go to that kind of extreme. I think thats my word of the month. "Extreme". It's a cool word. I finished my book today. It was sad, and funny, and exciting. It's called "New Moon" By some lady. Its really good, I have to give it to Fange' this weekend so she can read it and I can move on to a different book. I forget the name of that one but its the Third in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series. This one is about Zsadist. The most dangerous, and mysterious brother. I think he's my favorite. Other than Vishous, and Phury. Rhage is cool too, and Wrath is kinda spooky. Tohrment is awesome. He's really smart. I think Tohrment is my third favorite. Zsadist, Vishous, Tohrment, Phury, Rhage, and Wrath. Yeah that sounds about right. I might change my mind as I read this book. But I doubt it. I might grow to love Phury a little more. Anyway, enough about them. I'll have to write to you all later about a thought forming in my head. I can't write it down yet. It doesn't make any sense.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

"Alls Fair in Love and War."

Unwanted Emotions

I don't really know what's going on right now. I feel like a want to cry but I can't because....I just don't do that...ever. I mean there is the rare occasion lie just now that I'll cry because something really really really sad just happened. But I don't knoww what's happening right now. I can't figure it out and I'm not sure I want to. I want to write down all my thoughts and not be bothered with it. I want to get it out so that I'm not choking on it. So it's not threating the life of me. But I can't and it is. I want to sing, I want to....I don't know. I want to do a lot of things. I want to have a lot of things that I can't have right now because I'm not the correct physical age for it. I have an old soul. Someone told me that. And they were older than me. He's a Junior. He looked straight into my eyes and said I ahve something no one else has. Cyle doesn't normally say things like that. Matter of fact he doesn't normally talk to me at all. But to day we were on the same level I guess. I should be doing my homeworkd but I can't concentrate enough to do that. I got kicked out of doing what I love most. Maybe that's why I can't concentrate. Normally around this time I'm at the Elementary school up the street. Helping the little kids because that's what I love to do. I love listening to them and helping them solve their little disputes. I love playing games with them and making sure they don't hurt themselves. It's so fun.......but I can't do it anymore...becuase the principal is going through PMS and he said I couldn't come on campus anymore. I didn't even do anything....all I did was help...I mean it's not like I can say "NO! I'm Coming to your school whether you like it or not so NYEAAH!" I wish I could. I wish I had the courage to stand up for myself. But no, I'm just a doormat, who alows everyone to step all over me. *sighs* I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. I want to be at Fange's house. I don't have to think about these things while I'm there. She makes life carefree again. Hm. Well I guess I'm gonna go now cause even I'm getting tired of my rambling. Even though I don't know what I'm going to do after I publish this. probably just get off line until my friend gets on. Then I'll talk to her for two hours get off finish my homework go to sleep and repeat this ever vicious cycle, that is slowly but surely destroying my mind, my self-esteem and my beloved creativity....*sighs again* Oh well....

May Your Wings Take Flight,
Sacred Secret.

"Always on the wrong track..."

The End Of My Story...

Keeping in touch with you

Has become time

Consuming

Taking away from my

Life

So in this

Situation

I'm forced to say

Goodbye...

....Because I'm....

Slowly losing my mind to

You

Fearing I'll never touch you again

Lost without your warmth

I am cold and

Oh so....

Frozen...

...Because...

Somewhere hidden deep inside my

Mind

I remember you taking my

Memories

Out of all you have

Taken

I miss those the most....

...Only because....

Suddenly I've lost your

Touch

And somewhere along the

Line,

I've forgotten how to

Breathe...

...Because you...

Taking my breath in your

Hands

Laughing as the snow gently

Falls

Reminds me of the times when

I had no

Problems

At all...

...But because I cannot say....

Oh heart, quiet thy

Voice

Of booming thunder that

Deafens

My ears

Soon my overwhelming

Happiness

Will flood me so I may

Never

Be the same...

...Because of the....

Long lasting impressions

Leaving

Imprints of your

Love

In my mind

sometimes I wish I had

Never

Met you, then you wouldn't

Have the

Power

To break my

Heart...

...Because I'm...

Thinking about the

Days

Spent with you I have

Noticed

Your lack of interest in me...

...So...

This is it

It all comes down to

Now

But this is the time when I must say

I cannot continue this

Facade...

This is the

Story

Of my relationship how it happened

In Poetry form

Whether in

Dream

Or

Reality

It Is How It Is....

Sacred Secret

W.O.T.D Poetry

This is a poem I wrote during Info Tech class. My opinon on it doesn't matter so I won't even say. I hope you like it...so enjoy.

Take My Memories...©

Take my memories…
Take my dreams…
Take my sanity…
And simply let me dream
Locked in to reality
With nothing more to say
Forever considered
Insane

So often thought to be a
Genius
When simply lost in the
Translation
Of technical speech and
Morality
What can be done to save
Her?
How can he possibly reach her here…?

What can be done?
What can be done?
Nothing-left in this to
Run From
Nothing left to hold me lying Here
No one left to turn to so I will
Run from Here
Away from Here

Sometimes when I think about the lost ones
The ones who have held their lives in tears
Thinking about those that speak a tongue of
Fear.
Kami help those who understand not.

Take my memories…
Take my dreams…
Take my sanity…
And simply let me dream
Locked in to reality
With nothing more to say
Forever considered
Insane

Somewhere I have been lost in
Reality
Its throes of pain and agony
Taking my mind in its grasp
Twisting
And pulling my pictures of reality apart
Sometimes I think my rationality is faltering forever
Lost.

What can be done?
What can be done?
Nothing-left in this to
Run From
Nothing left to hold me lying Here
No one left to turn to so I will
Run from Here
Away from Here

So that's it I hope you liked it.....comments?

TWMA,

Sacred Secret

W.O.T.D

Word Of The Day is actually kind of a phrase. See?

Exotic Exile.

I'll give you definitions too.

Exotic -- 1. Foreign 2. Strangely beautiful

Exile -- 1. A prolonged, often enforced, living away from one's country 2. Person in exile

See? It has an exotic ring to it. Kind of like CellarDoor. Enough people out there know what I mean. If you don't know then watch my favorite movie. The one I got the quote from. If you don't know what I'm talking about maybe you should read the posts before this one? Or maybe you should just stop reading my blog. No one other than Fange' posts anyway. So really...what's the point in blogging other than putting my mind out on the web for millions to see? I'm thinking that I should....just start using my journal. The Voices can have their blog and I'll just resided to letting my friend read what I write in my journal. Though...I refrain from writing what I truly feel sometimes because it's on the internet. One of these days I'll post what I really feel. One of the days that I'm feeling that weird heaviness in my chest that's almost the equivalent of sorrow. That heaviness that needs to be written down in it 's unedited raw form. That needs the world to see it, breathe it visualize it until it is lifted from my chest in such a way that it doesn't come back for a long time. Such a long time that I begin to want the feeling back, unable to bring the feeling upon myself. I don't know what to write about. Sometimes I think what I'm writing is too intense until I go back and read it and then I find out that what I wrote doesn't have the power that I thought it did. Have another poem:

Hatsu's Lullaby©

My life is flashing before my eyes.
So I will shut them.
I want to see your face as my last memory.
Not my eyes wide in fear.
I want to see. I want to know. I want to feel you one last time.
Don't leave me.
Not here not ever.
Please.
Here I lay Again in my sorrow.
My pain is hollow next to your everlasting crisis.
Your selfish.
I love you.
Don't underestimate the power of the haunting lullaby.
I want to see. I want to know. I want to feel you one last time.
Don't leave me.
Not here not ever.
Please.
This haunting tune is my goodbye.
My final bedtime lullaby.
If I die before I wake I pray your dreams I will partake.
Do not mourn my death, my love.
Simply remember my last lullaby.
I want to see. I want to know. I want to feel you one last time.
Don't leave me.
Not here not ever.
Please...not here..
...not ever...
...my love...
...remember...
...my lullaby...

I didn't write that. It was a voice. He's a writer too. He likes writing songs and stuff like that. But he's a bird so that's understandable. Maybe one day I'll explain the Voices to you too. Maybe they'll explain themselves. If they don't. like I said maybe I will. It will be a while. So don't hold your breath, you'll die. I guess I'm done now.....okay....later.

TWMA,

Sacred Secret.

"Death comes to those who call when the callers ask nicely."

Tired

That's my car. Or it's my read car anyway. Sometimes I can dream about driving in it with a mystery guy. I'm old. Not old old but old, lke 24, 25. we're driving down the road laughing and listening to SexyBack. Then we see some cows, and laugh somemore. Sometimes the guy next to me is Tyler, sometimes its Brandon, sometimes its some guy I don't know. This last time it was the boy who sits next to me in Algebra. His name starts with J. I was surprised when I saw him next to me that time. 'Cause he's never been in it before. But when I rode with him we hit a cow. What do you think that means? I didn't hit any cows with any of the other guys! I wonder what that means...I'm not sure. I'm tired right now so if nothing I say makes sense than......It's because I'm tired. I'm not going to edit any of this either so if it doesn't make sense.... it doesn't make sense. My computer is being slow so when I type something and then stop it comes up like three secondes after I type it. Oh 'cause I'm tired and bored...here's a poem I wrote today:


In Touch ©

Keeping in touch with you
Has become time
Consuming
Taking away from my
Life
So in this
Situation
I'm forced to say
Goodbye...



Yeah so I wrote that during Scinence class, I think. Yeah. I'm gonna go now 'cause I have to recede into my mind.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

P.S. The word of the day is Abhorrent. It's definition is Detestable. USE IT!

We're Bringing Sexy Back!!!

AWW YEAH!!!! CHOIR STARTS TODAY!!! YESSSSS!!!!!!!! I know I'm in the school choir but I LOVE this choir! IT starts today and I'm sooo ohappy I've been bouncing off the walls annoying everyone all day. 'Cause I can't stop talking about it. I love choir so much. It might becom a little confusing with BOTH choirs but I'll deal, cause I love choir as previously stated about twenty times. I'm gonna see all my choir buddies. OMG I can't wait to see Joe! YAY JOE! Lol Joe is so awesome. He's like 60 feet tall. Err 6'0 lol. I should get going. It doesn't start til four but I want to go I wanna be at choir and flip out on all my friends and shnite. I hope Taylors there. Both Taylors. And Evan and Honora and Chelsey said she might drop by. Oh and Brett I wanna see him too!! Man oh man......I Wanna See My Choir Peeps Yo!!!! Lol I gotta call my bff later and tell her choir started. Which means She'll probably be at my next concert As Always. I look forward to the part of the show when she stands up in the audience and yells "GO HALF-WITT!" lol that's always my favorite part of every concert. Well I'm gonna go now! Latah!


You Never Know Til Ya Try,
Sacred Secret

September 11

What's up all? As you know today is 9/11. A tragic day. Now I don't want this to be a depressing post so I'll make it short. I'm holding a moment of silence at9:11 pm. I know it's so way off the actuall time of this tragedy but...at least I'm being respectful right? I hope you've all held a moment of silence in respect for this traumatic event.


God Bless,
Sacred Secret

Nozoic 2

Okay last post had the title 'Nozoic' because I don't think this is a real word yet. I want you to know what my definition is of it.

Nozoic (nuh-zoe-ick)
Verb
Definition: The irritating nasal sound made by objects such as alarm clocks.

What do you think? Good huh? I like it I'm going to submit it to the Websters dictionary site and see if they'll take it. If they don't oh well. I don't care. So how was your summer? Mine was intresting. Kinda boring. Possibly one of the best/worst summers of my life. Right now I think I want to talk about one of my "forbidden" topics. My Dad. I don't know exactly why I want to write about him right now I just do. For those of you that don't know me and my dad don't have the best relationship in the world. He lives in Hawaii with his wife and son. He has a nice little house and he has a nice car. Though the downside of his perfect little life ss that he's in the navy and he hardly sees his family. I live in Washington. As you all know, if you've read my profile. And you knowe what? I don't want to write about him anymore. I want to go listen to music and write in my journal. I did my homework already. Second day of school and I already have homework. What kind of crap? Anyway. ttyl

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Nozoic

School is weird, and I'm going back today. I have to be there at 7:30. So not long from now. I'm barely awake. But awake enough to be writing this. I think my brain is going to die. I can't keep this "wake up at 6 and go to sleep at 10" thing for much longer. It hurts my insomnia. My body craves the moon and I forever want to stay up and watch its slow yet beautiful dance across the midnight sky. Where this giant pale ball calls to me as it floats carelessly amongst the stars. Where I so desperately long to be. Sometimes I think about joining them. The stars I mean. Just so I can be around the moon. Have conversations with other stars that know about it. I know you don't understand me right now but just keep reading okay? I think if I ever had to go to counseling my mom would have to pay a lot for the extra time I would spend there just for the hell of being with someone I know I can talk to for hour(s). When I think about going to a counselor though I can't help but think that they won't understand me at all. That they'll just nod and smile and pretend their listening and then I'll go back for another session and ask them a question and they'll be like "Oh well, last time didn't really count. And I had so much on my mind blah blah blah." Then I would have to leave. I would have to walk out. My mom would have wasted her money and then I would be without someone to talk to....Again. Still I can't help but wonder if I'm the only one in the world who can live without speaking to anyone and simply observing. I know this would be pretty hard at first but I think I can do it. This part of the blog is just the thoughts that pop into my head so bear with me. I don't understand why people are so greedy. It just doesn't make sense. Why fight and demand and be a backstabber just so you can have that spiffy iPod Nano? It's not even that cool. I find it quite ridiculous. But then again...so are a lot of things. I guess I'll go now... I'm gonna go eat some Golden Puff cereal....

"I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had."

Sacred Secret

Bad Poems

So I'm only doing one thing on this post 'cause my friend said I should I'm posting a crappy poem because she likes it so here t is:


Haunted ©

Never ending drifting through the world of the
Living
Simply drifting nothing more
As though death himself has taken refuge upon
My shoulder
Whispering sweet nothings to me
Promising pain nor pleasure, save sweet bliss
Of nothingness
Only to be free in the state
Of mind the crowds
Me
Soon my life will end in a flash of quick
Motions and songs
Sirens of the sea will
Devour
My physical being until my soul
Is left
Floating with no where to go
Soon my spirit will have no where to
Go but deaths awaiting
Arms
Then I will no longer be drifting in the
Sea
Of human flesh I will be an Immortal
Again
Living the undead life only an Immortal
Maybe
Able to live
Death has taken me into his
Arms
Still his warm breath engulfs me
As I dream about his
Promises…..


Don't steal it please.


TWMA,
Sacred Secret

I'm in love with a stripper! Lol no no. Though they refer to him as the soccer stripper. He's not. I just wanted to say that. This post really isn't about anything. I'm going camping on Thursday. That's so sexxy. I haven't gone camping in forever. I hope someday I'll be able to take my kids camping. What can I say? I have overly maternal needs. I Want kids. I don't think I'd be able to live without being able to have my own kids or be around little kids for long periods of time. I love kids. Babies especially. I can't get enough of them. Though....I think it's going to be hard for me to have kids because of the hereditary complications within my family for pregnancy. So yeah. I think that I'm going to go in my room now and crank up some musick, cause I just had a weird mood swing and my mom is pissing me off. Or....I could just recede into my head....I think I'll do both. See you all later.

The picture mimics my mood.

TWMA,

Sacred Secret

Today

I think this is just a random post of boredom so if anything in this doesn't make any sense. My mind is filled with roaming thoughts that I just want to get out because the writer in me needs release It needs to be wreitten down quickly and unedited. It needs to be unread by human eyes. Only to be reread and reseen by me and the Voices. I think I'm going to go and scribble down random thoughts. Without being edited. My thoughts unedited and uncut. Sounds like something you'd see on Comedy Central. I guess it might be if your not me. You probably wouldn't understand anything that I wrote. But....that's not the case. Since I don't feel like giving any of you a picture. I'll give you a blurb from my newest writing project. Titled in my mind Project: Secrets ....You don't have to like it but if you do...coment. NICELY.


"Bound. Bound completely. What am I talking about? My feet of course, what else would you bind? Yes, they’ve bound my feet. I told them I didn’t want to….but who cares what I have to say? I’m only the princess….no big. It really hurts, I can’t feel my toes. You know why? They broke them. Yes, they broke my toes and then tied them in black and purple silk strips. I can’t run anymore, I can’t do anything but lay here because of the pain. It hurts so bad. But Reumara, my sister, she said when I get older it won’t feel as bad. Her feet have been bound for a while now and she walks gracefully. Like a cat. Though she cannot do so for long. Do you want to know what exactly happened to me today?"

Well that's it. Project: Secrets in stores probably never. Look for it.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Boredom

I'm going to go through some extreme boredom over the next few days (excluding Thursday which I'll explain later) You wanna know why such boredom will be going on? My Best Friend for....god...10 years? Has gone to Califonia for 7 days! Yes S-e-v-e-n a whole friggin' week! I'm going to be soooooooo bored. I hope she has a fantastic time though. 'Cause she's never been out of our little state. I've been out-of-state before and had loads of fun, so I hope she does the same. Anywho....What am I going to do? *sighs*....You know I think I'm going to sleep, play video games, eat, and repeat until she get's back. *shakes her head* Nah nah. I'm already extremely out of shape (not fat just out of shape) So I'll...beg my mom to take me down to the pool or somethin' enroll in some Gymnastics classes, get back in shape and try out for the gymnastics team at my new high school. It's too late to try out for Soccer so I might try to get on a non-school team. Might be fun. I'll keep Choir up, only because I was begged to death by my parents, my friends, and my fellow choir members. Hmm....I wonder why? Okay about Thursday.....I don't know if I should put this on the interweb....Okay. Well I have a "Date" on thursday. Nothing big but me and Tyler (my b/f) are going down to the water to walk aroud for a few hours, maybe grab something to eat at the Jack in The Box up the street. lol I told you it was nothing big, hopefully I'll be able to call my bff afterwards and tell her all about it. Maybe beforehand too and get some advice. My mom isn't ready for this but I am. My b/f is sweet and gentle, he's not at all rough. I'm sure he could fire out some punches if need be but when it comes down to it he's a lover not a fighter. Which is cool 'cause so am I. I think that's what my mom is worried about though. She doesn't want him to touch me. Like he's going to. *rolls her eyes* Whatever. I just want to spend some time with him. Alone. I say that because he acts so weird around everyone else. Like he's trying to impress everyone. I guess I do that too though. When we're alone...he talks so much sweeter and freely. His true nature comes out and he's very artistic and observant. I want to say more about him but I can't. I don't know what else to say other than he's a great guy. Well I have to go put Nightmare to bed. (he's falling asleep in my lap) Peace out and wish me luck!

TWMA
Sacred Secret

Home again...

Yeah I'm home. Home is good. This is a random post about nothing other than me telling you I'm home. I got a cat. His name is Nightmare. Maybe I'll post a picture of him when I get a chance. He's so cute. Heehee we got him yesterday, and he's two months old. If you can tell me when his b-day is then I'll kiss you! lol j/k j/k I wouldn't kiss strange people that I don't know. Actually...I don't even really kiss people I do know! I do kiss my Nightmare though. Lol sorry I can't stop talking about him. Anyway I'm going to go now....I don't have anything to give you so...Maybe next time?



TWMA
Sacre Secret

Alone At Last

Yeah, my NYC visitors left. Went All the way back to New York at 11 o'clock. Yesterday. I'm so happy. And yet...kinda sad. 'Caue I love having them around. They're family. But I don't want them in my house. I think I told you guys this already. Anyway, Hmm.....the silence is great. Seriously. It's like "Hello!" "..." No one answers. It's great. I'll get tired of that after a while though. This post doen't really have anything to say...So...here's a list of good songs I've been listening to!

1. Mickey --- Toni Basil
2. Ladies Night --- Kool & The Gang
3. Miss You --- Aaliyah
4. O --- Omarion
5. Stupid Girls --- Pink


Check 'em out eh?


TWMA
Sacred Secret

NYC Visitors

I haven't posted in forever!! I know. I was going to post about the 8th grade cruise but the stupid thing wouldn't post. So now I'm posting about the 8 new people in my house. They won't be here much longer but still...omg. They're is sooo many of them I don't know what to do. They piss me off soooo bad. Three of the have crushes on me I think (which is major nasty 'cause their my cousins) and one of them, the only girl, won't leave me alone. She follows me every where because she's surrounded by boy's all the time in her small apartment in New York. Yeah, these people are from the big city. The hustle and bustle away from my little home town. It's so loud here with all of them but I love them and I don't really want them to leave but I want them to get their own house out here 'cause they like it too. They're all like "Dang! Look at all the trees! The people are so nice!" It's funny to listen to them because I'm so used to it all. Maybe I even take some of it for granted. I'll try not to do that anymore. I want to notice and apperciate the little things. That's your homework. "Apperciate the little things!" Okay? Talk To You Later!!!

TWMA
Sacred Secret

Not Much

Not much going on right now. Dwindling down to the last days of school. I have a cruise to go on, and today we got yearbooks. Man, do I take crappy pictures. Not as bad as my boyfriend though! He looks like a complete dork. Oh well. It's All Good lol. We got our jackets today. They have our names (me and my friends) on them and our Girl Scout troop number. Yeah yeah, laugh if you want but I'm a GIRL SCOUT AND PROUD OF IT DAMMIT! Heehee, did you people do stuff today? What are you going to do for this summer? I want to know!!! Send in your summer plans!!


TWMA, The Secrets Out,
Sacred Secret

And now our feature presentation...

Hey y'all. Happy Father's Day to ya. Today, since I don't have a dad to celebrate, me and my Ma are watching movies all day. Right now we're watching Aladdin. A little while ago we watched Roll Bounce. That's a good movie. Aladdin is better though. lol we're watching it on VHS!! It looks so old. It's not though but it looks that way. Technology (or techology) has come a long way. Well since I don't have much to write about today, I'll post a crappy poem I wrote!


Perfect
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I wish I could be you.
~
So perfect and proud.
~
I wish I could be you.
~
So happy and loud.
~
I’m glad I’m not you.
~
Your personality sucks.
~
I’m glad I’m not you.
~
Your smile is fake.
~
I’ll pray for you.
~
You need a true friend.
~
I’ll watch out for you.
~
You look a little depressed.
~
I wish I was you.
~
So popular, so free.
~
I’m glad I’m not you.
~
So many lies to weave.
~
Me, my life’s great.
~
Screwed up in the center.
~
And kinked at the end.
~
Fucked up at the beginning.
~
And bumpy along the road.
~
But your life sucks.
~
I’m glad I’m not you.
~
Your life sucks.
~
Your smile is fake.
~
Your personality sucks.
~
You need a true friend.
~
You need someone.
~
I’ll watch out for you.
~
You need a true friend.
~
I’ll stand by you.
~
Be true.
~
Be true…
~~~~~~~~


You like it? Please don't steal it, as crappy as it is. I know it sucks no need to tell me. But you can post a comment anyway! Back to cheering for Prince Abooboo!

TWMA
Sacred Secret