Anyhoo, about my artwork.
Mostly writing now.
Sorry, can't draw. xD
But drop me some lines. Make my day.
Adios.


I Am Me - Cpt. OneI remember the night very vividly. It was cold. It was the kind of night that makes you crave snuggling up by the fire with a hot cup of tea and a good book. Many of the people had been gossiping about the levels of snow that had fallen, or that many people had frozen where thay stood. Though, I've come to not trust the people of London. Nor do I trust the word of any other stranger. The small house that offered me shelter from the weather lacked a fireplace or any other heating object. So, in short, it was very cold. I was hesitant and reluctant ot return to my home. Therefore, I decided to take the long wI Am Me - Cpt. One


I Am Me - ProlougeIn this world, there is real evil. It exsists in the most calm and peaceful of places. All over the world, terribly horrible things are happening. Be it supernatural or mundane. So, why is it that they rarely get discussed? Fear. Fear of society. Fear of ridicule by their peers. Fear of being ostrasized. Even if this protects the victems, the less you talk about something, the more powerful it becomes. Even the most mundane of crimes fluctuate in severity depending upon how much one tends to talk about it. Don't see the point I'm trying to make? You're looking too far into it. If we don't speak of somethingI Am Me - Prolouge
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"So you see, imagination needs moodling - long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering."
-Brenda Ueland
Your puppy is sooo cute!
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Crazy, Half-Jap, Gaming Addicted, Ouran Fangirl!
Yea Me!
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Corrupting your children scince 2006!
Things are ready to explode,
Meanness breeds anger.
Exhaultation in self defence,
What sounds like bad press is praise to my ears.
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