I'm thankful I don't have anything serious to put up here (for the most part), as of yet...
To all the good television shows *coughINVADER ZIMcough* that were canceled, and will never again have a new episode.
To the many pets I had that died, ran away, or were given away for some reason or another.
To the many houses and apartments I'd lived in as a child. To the many different school's I'd attended.
To all my friends I'll never see again from each town.
To the many parts of me that've died inside over the years.
To anybody who might be suffering at this moment, in this world. To all the starving children and homeless pets. To the many phases I went through, and the many fake personalities I'd displayed before I finally found myself, for the most part.
The Dead Guild
Where Gaia's dead and forgotten end up.