Splandiferous

Perhaps I can fill your head with some quotes that will later inspire you to do more productive things than read peoples deviantart pages. So this one is already on my page, just down a little, to the south... But I feel the need to repeat it because it so brilliantly fantastic that it deserves to appear more than once. Yesterday, our power spanned the earth. Today, it can illuminate the heavens. -Metropolis How delicious. If that quote was edible, I would eat it with six different types of rediculously small and elegantly named forks and spoons at a three hatted restaurant, then proceed to tip frivolously. Quote number two comes from Mr.

Oh... well... quite funny really. Not one deviation, not one, yet three of you. I feel like talking, read if you will. -Tell me a story. +What might you like to hear about, young believer? -Surprise me. Tell me something I have never yet heard, though want to. +I would love to tell you stories of happy worlds, but we must walk in the direction of realitly. I will not fill your hollow head with thoughts far from anything to be called truth. A surprise you may regret listening to then? -Why would I want to hear such a thing? Fill me head whith happy mistruths, please. Allow me to go on joyfully unknowing. +Such an activity I can neit

So, this isn't truely going to be about you in any way, but it is aparent that you will be the only one to read this, and therefore, should be titled to you, my dear watcher. DeviantART is an addiction. No, I take it back. DeviantART isn't the addiction. The adiction is that little envelope with the fucking number next to it. That number, that stupid little digit, representing how many doses of stimulant you get to continue on posting. It's how many squirts from the syringe of popularity you recieve. And the effect of the liquid it pushes into your viens is the drive, the motivation to strive for a higher amount. The addiction.