and I mean Massive.


SundaysSundays were for uncomfortable clothes And a car stuffed with irritable siblings And hymns like zombie humming Followed by offering plates and implied DebtSundays
Sundays were for cheated tithes And one dollar bills that should be ten And hookie to the seven eleven Snuck cigarettes taste much better when god buys them
Sundays were starch shirt reminders that we were JC's pals And that we were so damn good As long as it wasn't Monday

my original image: [link]
stolen and reuploaded: [link]
my upload date alone should speak for itself, not to mention the person left my watermark and signature! anyway, keep your eye out. i'm going to try and get this person to take the drawing down, because it is disrespectful and lame when your work gets stolen.
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Screw the emoticons.
You have a very nice gallery. ^.^
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"Why, I love him as much as a fifteen-year-old straight girl CAN love a 58-year-old gay man who is also her teacher!"
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I MOVED I MOVED go see ~RizuMcChan instead, it's way cooler over there.
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KAI!
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