Even in the darkness every colour can be found.

And every day of rain brings water flowing to things growing in the ground.

7 December 1983
Allison Park, Pennsylvania, United States
Writing site.
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25-cent machines, :), accents, acoustic music, adrenaline rushes, anarchy, ani difranco, anime, anything of doom, art, autumn, being a big dork, bioshock, blue eyes, blue toenail polish, butterflies, candles, chicks with guitars, christopher moore, coffee, comics, converse, crayola crayons, dc comics, deliciously awkward guys, disney movies, drummer arms, eyelid kisses, fairy tales, fight club, final fantasy, fiona apple, floppy hats, freedom, fun, gel pens, gir, glasses, godiva ice cream, guitar, gum balls, hair dying extravaganzas, hands, harley quinn, invader zim, jhonen vasquez, kick boxing, kitties, late night beach trips, love, manga, melissa ferrick, meow, movies, music, my awesome cats, norah jones, not being co-dependent, not making my bed, nuggles, nuzzles, open minds, painting, pittsburgh, pizza flavored goldfish crackers, pretty pale girls, rent, rock candy, rock-climbing, rocky horror, roller coasters, sacred grounds, silent hill, simon pegg, slave labor graphics, sleep, snow, spaced, stars, survival horror, the goddamn batman, theater, toys, video games, washable markers, web comics, weekly world news, wish bracelets, wow, writing, zombies
I used to be "Forgottenrain", hence the name on the banners and such, below. I decided to change the name of this journal because I've had this thing for six years, now, and the original name really didn't fit who I am, anymore. My 18 year old self, maybe. My 24 year old self? Not so much. So yeah. That's that. Sorry for any confusion.

I want to fly to the moon. No reason why, really, aside from the fact that I really like green cheese.

my music: this is me.
Cos all the cool kids are doing it, this is my Myspace:

Original fiction novel work in progress thingy.


"a butterfly begins life as a caterpiller.
a crawling, writhing, shamful thing...
but it grows. it entraps itself,
and thru labor and toil...
it becomes such a thing as can FLY"
-dementare, narcolepsy, sandra delete


Rest in peace, my love.
You were my sunshine.
Danny Mazzant, Jr
May 21, 1984 - Oct 25, 2006

^If my layout is something different than a normal lj one, it comes from here.

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