| Username | Category | Quotation | Date | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Kelani | Uncategorized | Running an interactive website's like chaining yourself to the underside of a school bus. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | The difference between a rut and a grave is the depth. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | This world is not my playground. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | My eyes are the window to your soul | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | truth lies in guarded obscurity | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | Creativity is merely a path to insanity | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | Picture frames are prison cells for memories | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | We are all prisoners of our times | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | This blood on my hands is completely my own. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | To the East, I long to see. The shimmering image of what was once to be. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | When you have a mind like mine, ignorance is more than bliss, it's salvation | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | The circle of dreams will lead you back to where you want to be. | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am | |
| Kelani | Uncategorized | Stupid people are cannon fodder for the Intellectual | Oct 25, 2006 02:00 am |