The mystery of the woods did not draw the child, it was the shade of the trees, and when he stepped out of the hot open fields and felt the cool, content life around him, he realized that in his comfort, in this serene place, he was blind to death.

If life gives you lemons, why not go kill somone with the lemons? Maybe by shoving them down his throat.

-JH

To ward off my guilt for not posting, I added essy's blog (Studio e) link to the list. What's more, I did it without her permission. >)

Though I do so love this blog layout.