When you make your friends recite Boy George lyrics.
do you really want to hurt me?
do you really want to MAKE me cryyyyy
– Officer Gleason
November 8th, 2007
Also, I wanted to put this up here because I read it and found it really awesome, and thought the unclean masses should share in my appreciation.
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.
Thank you Emily Bronte.