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I’m just gonna chill and hate the fact that my ability to rp has dropped again and it sucks.

And also laugh because knife hands make for the best starters.

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♚♚♚ wtf shoy so rad A+ Hinata

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavyThere's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

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jinkouken replied to your post:Mioda “Talks about sex without blinking but gets...

Ibukis are a mystery of all mankind

One day we may find the true meaning of Mioda Ibuki

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4 Want to hire you.

Hello there. My name's Mukuro Ikusaba... ... Anyone wanna play Russian roulette?

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Robo peko is really cool 

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                 Time was spent idly as days continued, life leaving him behind in flurry of emotion and confusion. Whilst plenty to be done, everything seemed to slow down. He'd felt so

                                                     isolated.

                 And he hadn't a choice

                                                                      but to keep moving. 

                            He hadn't a choice.

                 Responsibilities began to pile, albeit thoughts concerning such were discarded to recess of mind. Homework, too... It was simply that he didn't care. Rebellious, one may believe, however apathetic was more accurate. And he'd known this to possibly have negative effects,

                                   but why does it m a t t e r ?

                                                    Why does it matter,

                  if no one paid heed to him?

                                  Especially now, thoughts only were geared to her,

                 a being with not emotions nor soul -- she, just a blank and lifeless machine... why should he hold her dear?

                                  Just a empty shell

                                                                    who understands nothing?

                 Saffron optics had narrowed at work to be completed, albeit was strewn across desk. In annoyance, the amber haired stood from chair and proceeded to exit the vicinity. Don't think.

                                     Don't think about it. 

                 Her memory was being wiped again, today.

                                                      He'd leave another flower, and she'd still not remember.

                 It didn't matter. 

                                  He'd just keep lying to himself. Keep saying that it didn't matter; he didn't care. Maybe eventually he'll believe it. Just keep repeating that, over and over and over... 

                                                          It didn't matter. It didn't. And if continued to state that,

                           if he pretended it was true,

                                    maybe it would become true. He could only hope, as she'd never show -- or have -- any emotion, nor feeling, so why have such resentment to those who name her 'replaceable'? Those who say she's merely a robot, a t o o l. He knew better. She wasn't just that--- she was important. She was more human than any person he'd met. She was

                                            special. And not in such a way as inhuman, however,

                and she'd never know. She'd continue to forget,

                                                     and become that tool.

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jinkouken

"Yo, scary lookin’ dudette. Your eyes are already red, so I can tell ya like what I’m sellin’."  

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