04-16-2005, 03:06 PM
My fantasies are epic battle celebrations after the great hero overcomes impossible odds in the name of love. I think I take the cake for lameness.
Without love, my fantasy is pretty much the same, except it's in the name of anger.
Without love, my fantasy is pretty much the same, except it's in the name of anger.
"I looked up and saw you;
I know that you saw me.
We froze but for a moment
In empathy."-Rise Against