im too tired to tell, the everlasting fever of insanity is eating my guts as my mind wants to be separated of my body....its wendsday..or thursday i dont even care anymore. I been working on a story lately and i gave some info to Sick Joe about it.
Pornografic toughts and the constant need of a cigarrette are running throught the walls of the aparment. shouts beging a rain and one peacefull moment.
I love Noir...
this is the point when i realize that i needed to writte my toughts for a moment, maybe to fill some empty papper whit ink and say something or maybe to remind me that i still got the writting spark...dont know....dont care at the moment








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月曜
わたしはあくまで執事ですから~
Sebastian =
DESU! XD
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My english is little bit crappy, sorry...
MURSU WÖÖÖ! Hehe! >XD
Elisa ->
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"Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again. I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."
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"He that can smile at death, as we know him, who can flourish in the midst of diseases that kill off whole peoples. If such a one was to come from God, and not the Devil, what a force for good might he not be in this world of ours." - Bram Stoker, Dracula
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My gallery ==> [link]
Wow, you have got amazing art!<3 You have got nice style.
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Bwuah~ Hagane wanna cookie<3
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