Dream wolves ghosting through the night
Whose yellow eyes dart and pierce with eternal sight
And ears that curve and twist like an idle rite
Fur barely rustling at this awful height
On the summits of the mountains of the Wolf Dream...
-Sunwolf
5.15.2004
I hate blogs
As you cansee I hold blogs in high disregard. I don't know why I have so many of them though...
But this is going to be my real blog. Except that I don't like to type in blogs, so I'm just going to post pictures and such here.
About me? *sigh* Let's go with bulletpoints, shall we?
-Writes some
-Reads some
-Enjoys good food
-Enjoys no particular style of music
-Prefers Asian flicks
-Runs out of self-description very quickly.
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