I AM NOT GETTING A JOB!!

Just so everyone knows that.

HEY, DAMIEN, HOW COME YOU LIKE UKON BETTER THAN ME?!

*high-pitched whistling, followed by a sound like he's keeping time with his hands on the floor*

Wer zu Lebzeit gut auf Erden wird nach dem Tod ein Engel werden den Blick -

*a huge crash, since his roof just caved in entirely on the back room and half of the front room of his house*

.....Oh, shit.

*a brief pause, before he continues singing ( Read more... )

So there's gonna be a ball?

You wanna go with me, Ran-chan~?

I hate it here.

I don't like being forgotten.

I want to go home...

I'm bored.

Someone entertain me.

Ok, ok, ok.

If that's the result I get when I ask if anyone wants to sleep with me, I should totally ask more often.

And, for the record, my inquiry was totally chaste and platonic due to the fact that I WAS COLD.

I just happened to get some side-benefits this time.

Seriously. You all wish you were in my bed last night.

Cosmas, you are coming ( Read more... )

OK, WHO WANTS TO SLEEP WITH ME~?

THESE THINGS ARE SO COOL, MAN!!

I JUST RODE ONE ALL THE FUCKING WAY AROUND THIS PLACE!!

Then it dropped me in a river.

I FUCKING LOVE YOU, GODS!!!

So.

The next time someone, you know, decides to DIE IN MY ARMS...

...

Don't.

That is all.

Be at peace, children.