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• Rikku =]

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• Naruto! it's been Naruto since my friend bought the DVDs when they first came out in Japan .. i also like:

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  • Saiyuki
  • One Piece
  • YYH
  • DNAngel
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  • FLCL
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  • Cowboy Bebop
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    Sunday, October 16, 2005

       Life is but a...DrEaM...for the dead






    Hoy!

    This might be my last post in a while people (t3h school place @.@).

    Anyway...shockingly my cousins didnt bother me that much. they just tried to kill me...they kept jupming on me and tried to make me fall on my face...and it worked x] i fell flat on my face. right on the ground. it was funny though.

    man...im already bored with this Halloween theme...gah! i wanna change it but then again i dont wanna change it...damn short attention span. well i only have an hour but ill get to sites...buh bai!


    Rikku <3



    Deep underground, I kept digging a hole. Without knowing where it would lead. With a dirt-covered eyepiece in one hand, I search for your arm. Scraping together patchwork happiness, and sewing it. I was crushed by your strength. Burned on, The inerasable scars left by the palms of my hands. Sever a rift in the red-stained clouds with my torn wings. See, I can flutter better than you thought. The eternity that I dreamed while confined in my cocoon. Where will it take seed and blossom? The morning will eventually come and bring the darkness back home. And steal my eyes away from me. Fumbling for you by moonlight, overlapping and entangling with you, I believed I could become your true hiding place. Burned down, The place of our promise that will never return. Run across the black-stained earth with a torn-off agony. See, I can flutter better than you thought. If you can’t hear me, even though I scream, I want you to destroy me with your own hands. While you can still hold me dear. Your arms that hold me back. Turn into a gentle dust. I simply stare at the sky, silently. Burned on, The inerasable scars left by the palms of my hands. Sever a rift in the red stained clouds with my torn wings. Burned down, The place of our promise that will never return. See, I can flutter better than you though.
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