Jump to User:

myOtaku.com: Rika

My Avatar

I Tear My Heart Open.
I Sew Myself Shut.
My Weakness is, That I Care Too Much
And My Scars Remind Me
That The Past Is Real.
I Tear My Heart Open
Just To Feel
-Papa Roach

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

1.a day without light is like.... well night
2.if u dont like my driving get off the sidewalk
3.if at first u dont susceed cover up all evidence tht u tried
4.24 hours in a day .... 24 beers in a case...coincidence?..... i think not

Comments (3) | Permalink

Friday, April 15, 2005

Comments (1) | Permalink

Wednesday, April 13, 2005


You are an

That means you are a proffessional and do your
job without mixing any emotions in it. In your
life you have probably been hurt many times and
have gotten some mental scars. This results in
you being distant from people. Though many
think that you are evil, you are not. What you
really are is a person, trying to forget your
pain and past. You are the person who never
seems to care and that is why being an assassin
fits you good. Atleast, that's what people
think. Even if you don't care that much for
your victims, you still have the ability to
care and to generally feel. It is not lost,
just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to
not get to noticed, and dress in black or other
discrete colours. You don't being in the
spotlight and wish people would just leave you
alone. But once you do get close to someone you
have a hard time letting go and get real down
if you loose him/her.

Main weapon: Sniper
Quote: "The walls we build around
us to keep out the sadness also keep out the
joy" -Jim Rohn
Facial expression: Narrowed eyes

What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]
brought to you by Quizilla

Comments (2) | Permalink

Friday, January 21, 2005

Im dark and i love it
You call me evil, but what is evil?
Is it the darkness that shrouds my aura?
Is it the void that is my soul?
Or is it the look on my face as i slowly rip out your heart...
-unknown author

Comments (0) | Permalink

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Fallen Angels.....
What makes an Angel?
Why do they need wings?
From what land do they hail?
Do they have favorite things?
If they have broken wings can they still fly away?
When someone dies..will they pray?
The Angels are falling..
Hell is calling...
No where to run and no where to hide
Chains around them,souls trapped inside
Their wings are black
The darkness is back
The angels are falling
Hell is calling

Comments (3) | Permalink