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Live performances? Cool alright.
But it be nice to show, I don’t know, some game play too while they are at it instead of a relatively static shot. Idk, that’s just me.
I saw your post about spicy food and I felt like you were me, especially when I looked at your tags! I did feel a little bit creeped out considering the fact that you tagged your friend as sheju but I thought: hey there's more than one sheju's in this world. Of course I had to show it to my best friend (sheju)... lo and behold, you were actually talking about her xD
(I MA SO SORRY MS/MR ANONYMOUS for the late reply Q___________Q oh god ... I feel so mean OTL )
WHAT A COINCIDENCE ! O-O or how small the world is :DD
it really must have been creepy xDD
oh do you have tumblr too since you saw my post ? are you one of my followers ? nevermind if you have tumblr then you must share the same humour as sheju :) it must be great to have a friend who also has tumblr ^-^
(if not ...then you still seem to be nice and funnny owo )
hm.... greet her from me :33~~~
we should be able to take characters out of people's hands when they awfully mischaracterize them as a punishment like 'you can't write/draw them for a whole week because you missed the point of their entire character arc'
something odd
one older woman
with newer parts
recalled,
through permanent dimples,
a long time ago
when strangers gathered
three or five at one time
to gulp that crisp, sweet white wine.
Through pulled-tight eyes
and clownish lips
she gazed across the patio
and shook her refurbished hips.
Don’t I know you?
squawked the gawked at
in an old Rue voice.
Politeness, of course,
has no choice as you
bantered to and recalled the fro
until just as abruptly
she had to go
back to the funding of her new
pushed up parts,
all defying gravity,
disgracing the art
and beauty of the womanly form
instead of aged and regal,
she just looked more worn.
And so it goes,
the things we know,
We reap and sow and hide from reality.
Newer is not always better,
especially when it shouldn’t be.
