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Name: Faith Birthday: 11/10/1992
Interests: Wolves, anime, manga, Naruto, Wolf's Rain, One Piece, Ouran High School Host Club, dandruff, dander, spikes, leather, collars, ART!, cookies, SHARPIES!, swords, kittahs, and a whole bunch of other shit.. Expertise: ...Stuff.... -shifty eyes- Occupation: Student
Message: message me AIM: I AIM: Hope AIM: You AIM: Die, AIM: Bitch.
Member Since:
5/23/2006
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I've been so lonely. ;-;
I have no friends at Mayberry.
I NEED MY FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DD:
Right now, the world looks bleak. ;;
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| My power went out last night. So I was all. "OMFG. WHAT HAPPENED?!?!!??1!" Yeh. I couldn't get back on the computer. It was too dark to read. My iPod was my only source of entertaiment. x__x I made my sister sleep on the floor of my bedroom, because my house is frightening sometimes.
I fell asleep eventually, only to be awakened at 3 AM by these power guys. The truck was parked RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY WINDOW. These repair guys were walking through our backyard. That truck. There was this constant, pulsing light. It annoyed the hell outta me, and it made it hard for me to get back to sleep. :x
It was fun though. I do enjoy power outages. xD | | |
| I had a strange dream last night. o__o It involved:
A desert island
The Sand Jounin Baki (Naruto)

The Marine Captain "White Chase" Smoker (One Piece)

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And that transparent string Ninjas use.
So, I was on a desert island with my mother, Smoker, and Baki. Somehow, Baki was able to put some of that string around my neck, and he threatened to choke me. Basically, I was a hostage. ;___;
My mother stood there being horrified, as only she can, and Smoker stood there and was all like. -Scoff Scoff- and -Mock Mock-.
And then, it fades out to the first day of school. I have a very uncomfortable wound on my neck, and I'm wearing a friggin' bunny suit. I forgot a whole bunch of the stuff I needed, and I asked my mom if we could go back to get my stuff, and all she did was grin and shake her head no. ;; Damn, my dreams are weird.
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I love my weird dreams. They're what make my night intresting. | | |
| Hm.
A couple days ago, I found myself thinking of a small cat I saw walking along the road side several years ago. It was all alone. Just that one, tiny kitten, plodding along on the side of that lonely road, in the middle of the Flint Hills. Tired, dehydrated, frustrated, sorrowful. All feelings that add up to one thing: Loss.
If I recall correctly, the kitten was black, its head held low, tail drooping dejectedly. It was a pitiful, sad sight to behold.
That poor little kit probably lost its family, and left all alone to face the coyotes, hawks, and bobcats in the Flint Hills. I was rather depressed the rest of the day. I recall that I asked my dad if we could help it, give it a new home. But he said no. I even cried a little. When I got home, I asked my father, "Dad, if you see that little cat again on the way back, will you please pick it up?" He said yes this time. But he didn't see it.
I wonder whatever happened to that cat...
Of course, thinking about this made me gloomy for the rest of the day. :< | | |
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{YOINK.}
{I've Stolen your soul.}
{No, you can't get it back.}
{It's mine.}
{>:3}
{If I give you a stick of Pocky, will you shut up and stop complaining?}
{I hate you all.} | | |
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