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Welcome to my website... MY website meaning it isn't yours it is MINE so get used to it because its MINE not yours but MINE!!! So anyways as I was saying, this is my site it has, how you say STUFF. Lots of STUFF that I think the world should know about my life which hasnt been the most perfect of things to happen in the world. Anywho just look at it and I hope you BURN IN HELL!!!!!!!!....I mean I hope you enjoy it!
ATTENTION VERY FEW IMAGES ON THIS SITE ARE ACTUALLY MINE OR MADE FOR ME, ALL IMAGES THAT ARE NOT MERELY REPRESENT SAID PERSON INA PROFILE OR GALLERY, PLEASE DO NOT ACCUSE ME OF ART THEFT ESPECIALLY IF YOU READ THIS, THANK YOU.
A train leaves Carson City at 4:20 pm. It travels east at 60 miles per hour and carries 4,000,000 pounds of Magic commons. Another train leaves Denver at 4:32 pm. It travels west at 65 miles per hour and carries 3,000,000 gallons of Mountain Dew. Why hasn’t America converted to the metric system? Do we want our confusing English-based measurement system to be responsible for these two trains hitting each other? What kind of monster are you, punk? Huh? HUH?!
"The guy who acts tough but is truly a sweetheart if you get to know him, a great sense of humor, a endless sense of responsibility for those that mean most to him, brave, honorable, weird, wacky, funny Seth."- Tiffany
“Life’s balance is as a star: on one point is Law, and Law must be upheld. If the knots of order are loosened, chaos will spill through. Next to Law is Duty, and Duty must be obeyed. If the frame of Duty is broken, none shall weave life’s fabric. Opposite Law is Grace, and Grace must be preserved. If the strands of Grace are unravelled, its design will be lost, and the people with it. Next to Grace is Reason, and Reason must be retained. If the web of Reason comes unwoven, madness will escape. Above them all is Truth, and Truth must be set free. If the wings of Truth are clipped, the voices will fall silent.” - Song of All, Canto 167
