Blasphemy, Blasphemy, dear sweet blasphemy. Oh how I roll in your blasphemous arms, and gaze upon your blasphemous face… and I find that I am hugging myself while looking in the mirror. I am the god! Me! How simple this makes things.
Thats my holy...
And i wanna be a superhero too!
(I`m just testing this out.... whistle amongst yourselves.)
crap. how do i get a picture up if its just saved in paint??? smeeb?
wheres my god when i need him?-- ok ty Celainn. now here it comes...