where it is safe to feel unpopular;
where my madness, my music and my mayhem come together, creating my magick; where friends are welcome, anytime, as long as they leave their negativity at the sturdy, well-worn door. MY fortress. MY strength. MY space.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Can a ritual ceremony force you to grow up? by you, of course, i mean anyone who isn't me.. cuz gettin me to grow up would take a lot more than a ceremony, rt? rt? actually, i think the answer'd depend on who u asked...