I, For One, Am Exhausted. I’ve Been

I Hate You! (artemis) Oh, Please Don’t Get My Hopes Up. You Almost Gave Me A Hard-on With That Thought. At Least Tell Me This Time Your Hatred Will Last More Than Five Minutes. (acheron)

You Have Some Severe Mental Problem I Need To Be Aware Of, Don’t You? (shahara) Just Because I Eat Babies For Breakfast And Pick My Teeth With Their Bones Doesn’t Mean I’m Nuts. (syn) Any Other Weird Habits I Should Be Aware Of? (shahara) Just My Need To Dance Naked In The Streets Under The Light Of A Full Moon. (syn)

Disease. Filth. Waste. Crime. Brutality. What’s There To Like? (solin) There’s Brutality On Olympus. (arik) True. But I Hate Humanity As Much As I Hate The Gods. Both Groups Are Selfish Bastards Bent On Destroying Everything Around Them. They Were Given A Perfect World And Rather Than Enjoy It, They’d Rather Destroy It And Each Other. Excuse Me If I Don’t Look At Them With Love In My Eyes But Rather Scorn In My Heart. (solin)

So…that’s Like Your Pet Monkey?” – Nick (the Tiny Horse Snorted Flames And Whinnied At Him.) “easy, Girl. You’d Do Well To Show Her Respect. She Can Understand You, And She Doesn’t Take Well To Insults.” – Death “sorry, Flicka. Didn’t Mean To Rattle Your Bridle.” – Nick

When I Was A Little Girl, I Used To Try And Bring Sunshine To My Mother. I Felt So Bad That She Had Never Really Seen Or Felt It. So I Would Try And Catch It In Jars. When That Failed, I Captured Jars And Jars Of Lightening Bugs And Told Her That If We Could Catch Enough Of Them, Then It Would Look Like The Sun. She’d Laugh, Hug Me, And Then Set Them Free And Tell Me That Nothing Should Have To Live Its Life In A Cage. (cassandra)