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Female Location • New York, baby! Member Since • 2004-10-28 Occupation • going to school! woo-hoo >_< Real Name • Not telling...
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Achievements • i've lived with my brother for the past 11 years of his life Anime Fan Since • i cant remember Favorite Anime • Gravitation, Witch Hunter Robin is the best, Gundam, Inuyasha, X/1999, grave of fireflies (really sad), castle in the sky, princess mononoke, spirited away and some that i can't remember... Goals • to be the best! oh yeah! Hobbies • drawing, skateboarding, using computers, playing drums, blah blah blah Talents • drawing and playing multiple instruments, and chugging cans of soda in 30 seconds
myOtaku.com: Masterdevil
welcome to the STN-USA, a branch of the STN. all fans of Witch Hunter Robin, Inuyasha, Wolf's Rain, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT,
Gundam, x/1999, and Cartoon Network are welcome here.
Anyone else, i know where you live!
p.s. dont forget to sign my GB!
my first pic
file:///Users/genevieveoxman/Desktop/skateboarder1.psd
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Thursday, March 16, 2006
why is no one there?
have you guys all been butchered mercelessly by Jack the Ripper's reincarnation, or are you all just bored by my ugly website? or both? or neither? please tell me!! WAAAAAH!!! Comments
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Saturday, February 25, 2006
waiting is.....
well, here i am, in my room writing another post that no one will ever read. not that i care. i find blogs boring and pointless, so maybe instead of copying everyone else and boring you all to death, maybe i'll write short stories instead. how 'bout it? i think thats a good idea, actually...... so heres the first installment, tell me if you like it, dont tell me if you dont (just kidding, i dont honestly care whether you like it or not)
the sun was shining down on the ruins of a palace. near a large collum (sorry, cant spell that word! damn...) stood a tall man. he was dark of face, skinny, and breathtakingly handsome. as he stared at the ruins of the palace, he whispered to himself, " this is what i came back for? what a waste of time." he shook his head and walked through the dismantled gate of the once magnificent palace.
dust lifted slowly from the ground as he walked over the ancient, threadbare carpets. his hands clenched tightly as he walked past what appeared to be the family room. he entered, and stared through the hole that gaped back at him.
"well, this is a site for sore eyes," he muttered angrily. he noticed something fluttering in the slight breeze, caught by a portion of the hole. he removed it and brought it up to the light. for the first time, his face registered shock and pain. it was a picture of the family, his family.
"i thought none of these survived," he said loudly, almost too loudly. his mind was overflowing with the memories of the fire that had consumed not only the palace, but his family as well.
he turned over the picture, and glanced at the inscription on the back. it was simply the date and the name of the photographer. he tucked away the picture deep into his coat and continued on with his investigation.
happy pills work!
hey guys, i know i havent written for a while (not that any of you care, right?), but i decided to show you all a song i wrote which is sort of depressing, but its cool, so dont ask me if i want to kill myself, because my mom already did, and i got mad at her. wow, that was a really long sentence, anyways, here goes! oh, and if you steal these lyrics, you're a asshole who deserves to be shot! yay!
survival of the fittest, those who are the shittiest. living on the edge, someone who should be dead. if i had my own choice, i would never use my own voice, after all, why shouldnt we all let someone else screw us to the wall? open your heart, forgive the ones who died for nothing, in the end we all wish we were something. live in the moment, die in the futer, if we all died now, who would forgive us for sinning. and even if we kept living, we would end up eating our own hearts. sinning is gods way of saying, the ends justify the means, because in the end, thats all it ever seem.
political correctness is more like bullshit, because as we go further, everyones more full of it.
happy pills work!
hey guys, i know i havent written for a while (not that any of you care, right?), but i decided to show you all a song i wrote which is sort of depressing, but its cool, so dont ask me if i want to kill myself, because my mom already did, and i got mad at her. wow, that was a really long sentence, anyways, here goes! oh, and if you steal these lyrics, you're a asshole who deserves to be shot! yay!
survival of the fittest, those who are the shittiest. living on the edge, someone who should be dead. if i had my own choice, i would never use my own voice, after all, why shouldnt we all let someone else screw us to the wall? open your heart, forgive the ones who died for nothing, in the end we all wish we were something. live in the moment, die in the futer, if we all died now, who would forgive us for sinning. and even if we kept living, we would end up eating our own hearts. sinning is gods way of saying, the ends justify the means, because in the end, thats all it ever seem.
political correctness is more like bullshit, because as we go further, everyones more full of it.
SPRING AWAKENING 
why is no one there? 
waiting is.....