thank you, all.
:)

Dakota Fanning

frosted mini wheats.

Think Twice by Eve 6.

I stood at the bottom of an enormous, rocky hill, marveling at the steepness. I could have walked away, but I was drawn to it from the depths of my core. So I took a step onto the incline. My foot landed on a piece of jagged stone whose edge sliced into my skin with ease. I painted the rocks vermillion. It may have been the most difficult steps I’d ever taken, but still I had to persevere. I took another step, landing once again onto another pointed fragment that jutted into more than my flesh. More blood shed down the mountain’s face, tears welling in my eyes. I pushed them back and took another step. And another. And another. With each stride I felt the pain grow worse, but never once did I falter.
There came a point as I continued on that I was no longer alone. A small bird flitted near my head, it sang sweet music in my ear. I smiled at its efforts. As I took each step and left a trail of myself in my wake, the bird’s song grew louder. It hovered over my shoulder and whispered promises to me, swearing that it would be alright once I reached the summit. I listened to the songbird’s voice and let it lift me up. Each step I took cut like the first and stung like all the last, but I felt deep inside my soul that it would serve my purpose.
I looked up the sheer face of the hill and I saw a figure at the top. My brother stood there grinning at me like he always had. I grinned back. I walked faster up the mountain, my feet were gaping wounds of red suffering and the small bird cried louder than ever before until I soon was at the top. My brother wasn’t there to greet me. All that sat at the top of the enormous monstrosity was a square box with a screen on the top. The numbers on it read “00:00:00.” I picked up the timer with shaking hands and stared at the green numbers. My body quaked so violently that the box tumbled out of my frozen hands and landed with the numbers facing the cold stone. The bird hung by my ear and sang a cheerful tune.
My hand moved so suddenly that I wasn’t even sure that I’d done it until I saw the little songbird in my palm. I’d grabbed it from my side and had begun holding it tightly in my hands. Too tightly. There had been nothing more that I’d wanted than to rip the wings off of its little frame so as it would never be able to fly again. It had sworn that the top of the mountain would hold promise for me. I was supposed to be better. The bird laid still in my hands, not even a slight tremor to give away its fear. I looked down on its peaceful body as it waited patiently for me to mangle it and I exhaled. Being angry and wanting to damage the beautiful bird would not make me whole. I placed the songbird on my shoulder and picked up the little gray box. I put the metal to my chest, closed my eyes, and breathed in the fresh air.
The bird hovered up to my ear once more and sang for me a hopeful song. Hope. I opened my eyes and noticed for the first time that there had been a little bench with me at the summit. Still clutching the box to my heart, I ambled over and sat down. Only then did I see. When I looked out from the hilltop, I saw everything all at once. The sky was thick with puffy white clusters that glided lazily past a rainbow. There was a stream with rolling rapids and little miracles of waterfalls that ran through a tranquil meadow. Children sat down by the water and splashed each other’s faces. They laughed louder and longer than I ever had. The songbird sighed with reverie and soared towards the clouds and for the first time in such a long, long time I smiled. I would be okay.

you've doomed us all to the fates of biomagnification of mercury.

I hope you're happy.

and all I wanted was a pet fish named Flipper...

ewh. o.O

me too o.o

I mean, mercury poisoning could result in serious shedding of skin and Kawasaki's disease! Is that what you want for some poor, defenseless Chicago rodent? And if the rodent gets eaten first, the biomagnification would cause so many problems that it might even poison a human in the long run!


...Just sayin'.

that's awful. :P


and who knows. maybe our fish was just FULL of mercury and you just poisened some poor rat. :(

holy **** Justin.
please tell me you didn't really chuck flipper out the window.

rip my flipper buddie :(

I think it's funny to see corpse bride themed weddings because it's like the people never saw the movie :P

yeah but it needed to be shared with the world.

true that.

oh my god and the scene when he's just standing in the bathroom, looking into the mirror crying.

and the spaghetti scene is my FAVORITE.

haha
it's worth it because it's that ridiculous.

haha i once saw the porn remake of that. xD
Edward Penishands. it was RIDICULOUS.

ohmygod i forgot about beetlejuice. can't decide what's my favorite now.

agreed on the last two points.