Well. It's almost noon....nobody is on. Nobody downstairs is awake. And well...I'm pretty bored so I decided to get off my ass and update this poor thing ( Read more... )

Perhaps one of the most terrible feelings in the world is when you are at a young age, say nine or ten-- and at a funeral. People around you are crying over someone lost, someone that you barely knew~ and when they all stand to say something about the person, you too wish that there was something that you could say to make people remember that ( Read more... )

...I'm.

I have to say I am REALLY fucking hurt right now. I'm crying...and I just overall feel like shit.

For the past few weeks I have worried about Stacey's cat. Smudge used to live here with us and then he moved with Stacey uptwon to an apartment. Smudge had been losing fur for some time...and we kept telling her to take him to the vet...but no. ( Read more... )

"We all just need to live and be content while we can."

A lot has happened...since then.

This the begining of this very year. Well. Last year. I had friends-- I've had so many friends. Something bad always has to happen...it's what NEEDS to happen...

I lost friends. I lost so many of my friends because I wallowed in my self pity. It was a really bad ( Read more... )

There is so much I'm going to say in this little rant, I promise  you that. It's not going to be an ANGRY rant or a DEPRESSING rant~ it's an HONEST one full of shit I need out of my damn head if I'm going to function for the next few days, alright ( Read more... )

WELL. Today was dangerously amazing, I have to say. It was about one or so when my mother said something about going to Wal*Mart and Aldis to get food and what not-- and at the sound of an adventure that might end in personal gain my Balthier muse perked up, turned to her and said: "I don't suppose you'd like a bit of help, mn?"

So.

Mom and Balthier ( Read more... )

Well. It's...

-Squint.-

2:41 in the morning as I type this and I must say-- I am ridiculously tired.

BUT.

I wrote random crap so that tomorrow morning I'll come back here, read it and utter something along the lines of 'WHEN did I write this?' and probably fix a billion spelling errors. Not only have I failed to type all day~ but I am so tired my ( Read more... )

I think the only reason why I am still up is Balthier muse's dancing. Seriously.

He just. Goes and goes, really. It's very tiring. But then again it's fun, I suppose.

Someone out there should shoot me for allowing him to take almost the ENTIRE FOB album for himself~ but muses choose thier music so...yeah. It's just the NOTES they hit. Augh. WTF. <3

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This idea popped into my head today. >>;

Just read it...and if you do...comment. I mean it. Really. ;o;

[I don't have to say this to you, Kemoo~ you always do. x3]

But yeah. Fear it.

→.♪Aη∂ I Fσuη∂ ﮐσmετh¡ηg Τhατ Wαﮐ Aℓωαyﮐ Τhεrε

ﮐσmετ¡mεﮐ Iτﮐ Gσττα Hurτ Bεfσrε Yσu Fεεℓ.

Buτ Иσω I’m ﮐτrσηg Aη∂ I ωση’τ Kηεεℓ

Excεpτ Τσ Τhαηk Whσﮐ Wατch¡ηg Ovεr Mε ♪.

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Yeeeah.

I have no idea how to really explain this. Other than the fact that in that HUGE RP thing called Augusta~ Albert Wesker suddenly decided that he wanted to be a TEACHER at the college and...this is kinda how I imagined one of his classes going. Some of you know the little doodle that inspired this whole thing some of you don't.

<3

Either way. ( Read more... )