I'm going to Hell in a basketWeaved in from my sins, Like wickerWith little Wiccan tiesAs if I'm a witchAccused.

I could burn this place downAs many times as I'd like in my mind, Without any sympathy For the girl or her motherWho live beneath me

I'm going to Hell in a basketWeaved in from my sinsLike wickerWith little Wiccan tiesAs if I'm a witchAccused

Have Fun Storming the Castle!

There are things known—things experienced, felt, and understood—that words hold no power to convey. Attempting to do so only dilutes their substance and does them injustice.

Where do you go when you die twice-lest a thousand deaths?

A surfeit of information often hides an untruth, ” he said, with annoying clarity.

One day I had to sit down with myself and decide that I loved myself no matter what my body looked like and what other people thought about my body. I got tired of hating myself.

We get what we deserve. They are our elected officials.

I like traditions, and the national anthem is important.

Whoever wishes to go down a long path, must learn that the first lesson is to overcome early disappointments.

Experience proves that anyone who has studied geometry is infinitely quicker to grasp difficult subjects than one who has not.

It was one of those and so they died/the end stories, that made us demigods feels all warm and fuzzy inside.-Percy