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• 2005-09-24
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• I learned Al-bhed =]
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• Birth...
Favorite Anime
• Naruto! it's been Naruto since my friend bought the DVDs when they first came out in Japan .. i also like:

  • Ah! My Goddess
  • Saiyuki
  • One Piece
  • YYH
  • DNAngel
  • Furuba
  • FLCL
  • Mononoke Hime
  • Cowboy Bebop
  • and there are many
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    Sunday, November 27, 2005





    Current mood:: Image hosted by Photobucket.com Weird...
    Currently Playing:: FF X-2
    Currently reading:: nothing...
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    Hey pplz... Ok... before this post starts i just wanna say that if your computer is in 800 x 600 then my site looks like crap. so change your computer to 1024 x 768 right now... *three hours later* if your not done already after three hours then that means that your pretty effed up... anywayz...on with the post.

    i think i can comment now, but sadly i wont have enough time to, sorry... anywayz i just came on to say that im alive and not to worry [if you were which i doubt you werent] well anywayz..have a great week pplz. bye! ¢¨ú

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    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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