Is there anything to make you feel more alive than running through dark woods, only the pale blue full moon lighting the way, only the sound of your own footsteps and heartbeat accompanying you? Especially when it’s so cold you can not feel tired and your breath is nothing but steam in the air? Well… At least that brings out that pseudo-poetic bitch in me. Don’t get me wrong, I like her. It’s just that she usually makes everyone else miserable.

Oh and something fun: [link] Ah, those times. I can’t believe it’s already been… What? Two weeks? Anyway, the unknown pedobear is me. And that costume wasn’t my idea. But that photo makes me laugh.

And I’ve found yet another reason why I shouldn’t have a life. I’m pretty much booked too much. And when I’m not, I’ve got to do stuff. So that means that even if some of my priorities change and I feel like doing something (or I think I should do something) I CANT! Because I don’t have time! Yayyy…

My watchlist: [link]