But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.
It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.
We don't care if a guy calls >OR TEXTS< you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned..
Nothing is that important at 2 am That it can't wait till the morning.
Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/ cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it. Don't tell us we're wrong.
We'll stop trying to convince you
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood im in.
Let us pay for you! Don't "feel bad" We enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile and say "thank you.
Kiss us when no one's watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.
You don't have to get dressed up for us.
If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in pjs or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.
Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don't get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us
It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.
Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful" i'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.
On the other hand im not sayin i woulndnt like it ether ; )
Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change!!!!!
Ditch his sorry @$$, disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i love you" ..and actually mean it.
Give the nice guys a chance.
Guys repost this if you agree.
Girls repost this if you think it's cute.
Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.
ADVICE:
*Holding Hands Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times *Movies Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her
*Loving each other Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And mean it
*Laying below the stars Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.
By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you.
Yesterday was quite interestind day 'n' night. Drinkin' and smokin' some hookah. Mmmmmm... What a joy!.
Well. I have decided to move on. And smile. And say "Fuck you!".
Music:Yellowman - Bam Bam
I can get rid of two paintings. Yay. I have had enough of them stayin' in ma room. So. Rauno/Raq is the lucky person, who will get these. Free. ^^
Actually I am tired of just sitting around and doing nothin' but drinkin', listening to good music (I can do it anytime, tho), foolin' aroun' and so on. Sick and tired of this. Oh yeah I am. Someone has a work to offer?. Id think that there is. Even some Americans have hard time finding ONE decent job. What to talk about Estonians, eh... But at least they have SOMETHING. And we have NONE. I wouldn't say that I'd "Hooray!" for that...
Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans. Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits in.
Girls want to control the man in their life. Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling.
Girls check you for not calling them. Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn't.
Girls are afraid to be alone. Grown women revel in it-using it as a time for personal growth.
Girls ignore the good guys. Grown women ignore the bad guys.
Girls make you come home. Grown women make you want to come home.
Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man. Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.
Girls try to monopolize all their man's time ( I.e., don't want him hanging with his friends). Grown women realize that a lil' bit of space makes the 'together time' even more special-and goes to kick it with her own friends!
Girls think a guy crying is weak. Grown women offer their shoulder and a tissue.
Girls want to be spoiled and 'tell' their man so. Grown women 'show' him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his 'manhood'.
Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it. Grown women know that that was just one man.
Girls fall in love and chase aimlessly after the object of their affection, ignoring all 'signs'. Grown women know that sometimes the one you love, don't always love you back-and move on, without bitterness.
Hey everyone!. Just got home. It's like 04:09 in the middle of the night, going to mornin'.
At first, before goin' out I opened my window and the fresh air welcomed me with chaotic Limp Bizkit and song "Nookie". The song is pure gold o'course. At first I went out in little hippie outfit: flowery dress over my black rebel jeans and a leather corsetlike jacket on, I was wearing simple purple shoes with flowers and small pearls on, that matched my dress. And all my hair were in such a damn mess. When I walked towards our town small sk8park, I understood a fact, why the music is so loud. And good. In our town is every year "Towndays". Somekind of several day long festival. And this year, like the last (I think???.), we had a sk8competition. I took out some money from my mom's account and went back home. Changed my clothes. Took some things I needed and off I went.
Our class reunion didn't go like it should in the first place. I looked others everywhere, but nah. Then I continued to watch the competition and the ppl around me. Very interesting and somewhat troublesome. My jaw dropped constantly against the damn muddy ground. Yes, the God thought it was good to pee on us. Again. And again. Fuck you!. Okay.
http://www.saarde-kings.blogspot.com/ I think this is right to do a introduction to those brave youngsters. This is the page. In Estonian, though. Bet they drool!. Why?. 'Cause there were (bmx) riders who were like... W.O.W!!!. I really enjoyed it. As well the music and ppl. Well. Those I know, but still. Emilie dragged me into a group and I met many new ppl. And some old ones, who I didn't recognize at first, though. Some childhood friends and so on. All younger than me. Suddenly it occurs me. I didnt even felt like an old fag between them... Oh well...
Even though I halfly promised myself that I won't start to drink. I did. Vodka at first, with some juice. Then I think.. whiskey?. Beer?. Cider?. And so it went.. I never got drunk, perhaps with the vodka in the begginning. And everyone else were soooooooo drunk around me. Funny to see and vitness this kind of foul thing. With Emilie and one of my best friends little sister we went to a concert. At first there were local band, ewww. The guy dosen't even know HOW to play that guitar. What a shame and waste of an instrument. Then I suddenly sat there all alone, guarding Emilie's bag. And the God desided to pee on us. First time on this day. I sat there and thought: "I am sitting in the middle of local ppl and some other disgusting fouls. Wtf am I doing here after all?"
I moved away and lurked everywhere. Including, playing a deliver gal to one of my best firends Liisa and her friend Jane. Some cig's and ciders. Three of us witnessed a crime. One small and thin girl argued loudly over small monument park. The guy who she barked at, was taller and seemed to have more might. He dragged her and treated like she was somekind of a dragdoll. I and Liisa watched this and talked about it lightly. I asume and am pretty sure, that if she would've fought back, or we would gone between them, she'd be beaten up more later. Liisa is right: "The self-preservation instinct".
Some so called local "belly-dancers" had a slight show. Ewww... And then came the band, for what I payed 100 estonian krones. Smilers.
The song is "Only For Dreaming" in english. And it is one of the best from them. And they played it too. MHK is happy puppy. (if everyone wants to know the words in english, lemme know, 'kay?) ^^ They were happy and the mass before the stage went insane and somewhat wild. All drunk and done. I jumped my back and feet and every other body part. Idk how I get myself move, after I wake up. This happens, when you are used to lay in your bed all day and night long. 'Case you have no fucking else to do in this small depressive town. (Besides goin' out for a walk with a dog). (Besides goin' out to shop, to get some groceries and beer for fam). (Besides goin' out for a walk with Liisa). (Besides goin' out for a drink and some stupid language games).
Finally I found some of my old classmates. There were few of us, but the main char's were there. Thank you, dear Jorma Kervin Triin Airi Kadi Ilona (I hope I didn't forget anyone). I lost them in some moments again. Went with Liisa and Jane to Ankru Bar (Anchor Bar). A local... yeah. I seem to find no right word to it. [[ funny scream and laughs toward it. no offence, o'course. ]] Some punk'n'rollers and other interesting old friends.
After I spent some more time with my old classmates. It was a reunion after all. Memememe, Airi, Triin and Kadi witnessed some gang and youngsters show off. "Oh, let's beat this guys ass. He seems to need that!" What a stupid fighting ppl. I went so mad, so Kadi offered me some cider, to "calm" me down. xD I seriously was ready to jump in and talk them outta of this stupid and unnecessary beating argument. Bahhh. Do you really have to push your chest into others and show, who is better male, better and stronger bull. Well, I tell ya one thing. None of you, who deal things like this, will never be a true male. Get over this allready!.
In the middle of this all we spent some more time in sk8park. And again, everything is so messed up in my head.
Oh. Someone found a youngster, a guy. Perhaps 16-17 years only. In a drunkcoma. Ambulance came. He was awake. Sort of. Even the cops showed up. And those Bulls fled, afraid of themselves. Most of them underage. Idk if he was taken away or not. I hope he is okay. Somwhat I hope he wasn't local. Or actually. It dosent damn matter. This is a young human life we are talking about.
I desided to live one day/night at once. Not worrying about the next one. Or the day that might never even come. I used to know and live like this. But it seems that as I forgot truth about myself, I forgot the truth about true way of living. One day, one moment at the time. And take it and enjoy it as it is your last.
"Cause I am tired of fighting of lost cause.." by Beck - Lost Cause
Okay. This is time for my music and some sleep afterwards. I keep to remembering myself. One day at the time!.
Now I have some things I know I want to do in my life.
♥ Go to Brazil and visit Lia. ^^ ♥ Go to Spain. ♥ Go to study film somewhere in Europe or US. ♥ Send my painting to Lia in Brazil. ♥ Umm.. Get tatood and perhaps even pierced. ♥ See Otep in live and meet Otep Shamaya in person. ♥ See Maldita in live.
Got this band from Lia Lia. Woosh. The more I listen to it, the more I like it. It is sad, though, that they can't make no live without cocaine. But I still would like them on stage. ^^
Damn this pain in my stomach. I can't even walk normally. Arrrgghh. Now I'm drinking marigold tea. Walking around, my Capricorn cup everywhere where I dare to go. Rawr.
Music:Marmaduke Duke & MGMT
I downloaded Public Image Ltd discography with utorrent. Yesterday I spent some time with their videos from youtube.com. I am downloading, or should I say the utorrent is... ... Criminal Minds first season. Yumm. I can't wait. Allthough I have seen A LOT from them, I still can't have enough. *drool*
It is like with Dexter. My mother thinks, that these series are too wierd. And psycho. But I do like "too wierd...and psycho". I can't help it. Allthough I have never watched the first two seasons twice. I should watch the third as well. But I have no clue, why I haven't got to that, yet. Oh, oh, oh... I think that the man, Michael C. Hall... ...he has like the most amazing eyes I have ever seen.. layed all over the damn television or lappy screen. Geesh. And the begginning of the series is THE BEST I have yet seen in my short life.
But, but, but... On saturday I go and have fun. No drinking ofcourse. Just a juice or tea. Or water - my dearest secret addiction. I have ruined my dear stomach with alcohol and painkillers. All together. And actually... I dont even wanna drink.
Haven't seen those people for so long. Not all of them together at least. And everytime there is another reunion. I am busy or somewhere else. Or working. Or living far away. Or just being an ass. And this time I seriously want to go. I wanna speak my mind open. And, and, and... I wanna hear them to talk about their first, one or two year old child. I wanna hear what they have to say about passing life. I wanna hear them laugh and talk like an grownups. Will we all eventually be something like grownups?. I know... the truth... about myself, though. I am and allways will stay a little bit child in my heart. It is actually kind of fenomenal. That... When you are a child, you want to be grown up. Or. Never leave the state of mind, being a child. And. When you are all big and are dealing the issues of life. You end up thinking Why I had to grow up?.
9th grade class reunion.
Well. I would say that I am kind of big ropleplayer. Not as sex games, though. Don't be stupid, child. But as in Vampirefreaks.com different RPG cults. The first cult I joined over than three months ago was Vampire Kingdom. And it became my home. But this home, like the rest of mine... ...crumbled into ashes. It never changed. It stood the same. 'Cause of the stubborn owner and Empress. (A Russian girl, btw). Lemme say one thing: she is a bitch!. And I HAVE the rights to say that out loud. 'Cause I am living on a free country.
And I left it. Only two other members know about this. I dont care about others. I have to think of MYSELF at first. Not letting them step on my head again. And again. And again. Fuck you!. Seriously!.
I have many other cults too. Vampire Monarchy III Lamia Ordinatio Vampyre Sect The Gathering Court and some else. Also my dear baby Coma. My own RPG cult that is sleeping now and waiting me to return to it. Well. I will. Eventually.
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MHK. Kisses with thorns. xxx ♥
PS. I saw the most akward dream today of all. Bahh. As I had a boyfriend, japanese guy, pretty one. Some band member. And he left me, cause I gave him too much freedom. He was wearing white shirt and black pants. And he was a little bit stoopid and childish. Oh c'mon you cant fill a plastic cup with hot hot water!?. And one Kill Hannah song haunted me. "Kennedy". The chorus part. Over and over again. It drove me nuts. And then I was in Viljandi Cultural Academy. And so on... WTF?.
1. Smoked. [*] 2. Consumed alcohol. [*] 3. Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex. [*] 4. Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex. [*] 5. Kissed someone of the same sex. [*] 6. Had sex. [*] 7. Had someone in your room other than family. [*] 8. Watched porn. [*] 9. Bought porn. [ ] 10. Done drugs. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 9
1. Taken painkillers. [*] 2. Taken someone else's prescription medicine. [*] 3. Lied to your parents. [*] 4. Lied to a friend. [*] 5. Been to rehab. [ ] 6. Done something illegal. [*] 7. Cut yourself. [*] 8. Hurt someone. [*] 9. Been to a club. [*] 10. Seen someone die. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 18
1. Missed curfew. [*] 2. Stayed out all night. [*] 3. Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself. [*] 4. Been to a therapist. [*] 5. Snuck out of the house. [*] 6. Dyed your hair. [*] 7. Received a ticket. [ ] 8. Been in an accident. [*] 9. Wished someone to die. [*] 10. Been to a bar. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 27
1. Been to a wild party. [*] 2. Been to a Mardi Gras parade. [ ] 3. Drank more than four beers in a night. [*] 4. Had a spring break in Florida. [ ] 5. Sniffed anything. [*] 6. Wore black nail polish. [*] 7. Wore arm bands. [*] 8. Wore t-shirts with band names. [] 9. Listened to rap. [*] 10. Owned a 50 Cent CD. [ ] TOTAL SO FAR: 33
1. Dressed Gothic. [*] 2. Dressed prep. [ ] 3. Dressed punk. [*] 4. Dressed grunge. [*] 5. Stole something. [] 6. Been too drunk to remember anything. [*] 7. Blacked out. [*] 8. Fainted. [*] 9. Had a crush on a neighbor. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 40
1. Snuck into someone else's room. [*] 2. Had a crush on your friend. [*] 3. Been to a concert. [*] 4. Dry-humped someone. [ ] 5. Been called a slut. [*] 6. Called someone a slut. [*] 7. Installed speakers in your car.[ ] 8. Broken a mirror. [] 9. Showered at someone of the opposites sex's house. [*] 10. Brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 47
1. Consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper. [ ] 2. Seen an R-rated movie in theater. [ ] 3. Cruised the mall. [*] 4. Skipped school. [*] 5. Had surgery. [*] 6. Had an injury. [*] 7. Gone to court. [ ] 8. Walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping. [*] 9. Caught something on fire. [*] 10. Lied about your age. [] TOTAL SO FAR: 53
1. Owned/rented an apartment. [*] 2. Broke the law in the police's presence. [*] 3. Made out with someone who had a gf/bf. [] 4. Got in trouble with the police. [ ] 5. Talked to a stranger. [*] 6. Hugged a stranger. [*] 7. Kissed a stranger. [*] 8. Rode in the car with a stranger. [*] 9. Been harassed. [*] 10. Been verbally harassed. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 61
1. Met face-to-face with someone you met online. [*] 2. Stayed online for 5 hours straight. [*] 3. Talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight. [ ] 4. Watched TV for 5 hours straight. [*] 5. Been to a fair. [*] 6. Been called a bad influence. [*] 7. Drink and drive. [ ] 8. Prank- called someone. [ ] 9. Laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex. [*] 10. Cheated on a test. [*] TOTAL SO FAR: 68
-If You Have Less Then 10..write [I'm a Goody Goody.] -If You Have More Than 10..write [I'm still a goody goody.] -If You Have more Than 20..write [I'm average.] -If You Have More Than 30..write [I'm a bad kid.] -If You have more than 40..write [I'm a very bad influence.] -If You Have more than 50..write [I'm a horrible person.]
I don't feel quite myself I think I'm losing heart I'm sick and tired of all those words Voices in my head I think I have become Another suffering of my soul
You ask me how I'm feeling Looking in my eyes Hearing only what you want to hear I'm holding my breath Holding my time I wish you knew how I was hurt
I'm really scared of getting lost in real life So please stop asking me for more Let me get this straight Let me get this right I need a place to be alone
I need a place to be I need a breath to take Don't wanna scream with my mouth shut It leads us nowhere Stop looking at me like that This is not what I had in mind
I'm really scared of getting lost in real life So please stop asking me for more Let me get this straight Let me get this right I need a place to be alone
Let me get this straight Let me get this right
Let me go You've just helped to get me out of myself
Pange tähele, 44 päeva pärast saab minust veel õnnelikum inimene. See laul. Ohsapüss. Ta ei ole nii karm kui eelmised, aga kuulake lõpuni. VÄGA PÜSS LUGU!!!
Music: OT3P
Book: Dan Simmons "Hyperion"
Food: Rotten Strawberries (Copy from VF journal). It has been some time, when I have been ill. Right side of my face and throat has been swollen and the jaw is locked. Yes, it is getting better, but I still can't speak, eat and swallow normally (not to mention the yawning, I have to do that with my mouth closed). It drives me insane...
And I have been doubting in myself for some time now... Idk why and 'cause of what (I don't dare to look deeper into that), but tonight I have another panic attack and I know my relief will be Otep and any sharp thing.
To concentrate on something right now... this is something really harsh and painful thing to do, cause I am not able to.
I can be , but when someone dares to pick on me, poke me, touch me, I will explode and something bad will happen. I don't want to say bad things to other, those who I care about. More or less, but still care.
Q: Can't you control these attacks?. A: Only with medical drugs and I don't want to eat these. They make me feel numb and I become zombie. I dont want that.
Q:Can't you control these attacks? A: How I can control the thing, when I have no damn knowledge, when the fucking come and drag me down, so down that I feel I am drowning.
Q:What cause these attacks? A: Sometimes - overthinking. Mostly - I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!
♥
I wan't to smash. And yet everything stands still.
Kes arvab ära mis sündmusest on järgnevalt keegi väga õigesti ja geniaalselt kirjutanud, siis postitage mulle kommentaaridesse/tšillikontidesse.
Kõikide õigestiarvanute vahel loositakse välja... hm... million tšillikonti... või ehk isegi külaskäigu minu poolt (kui ma terveks saan ja raha saan).
"Igal aastal, kui Jaanipäev seljataha jäänud ning suveke täie hoo sisse saanud, leiab ühes Eesti linnakeses nimega Vana-Vigala aset üks kummaline loodusnähtus. Nimelt just sellesse kohta toimub teatava inimtõu Homo sapiens ver. karvicus aesticus iga-aastane migratsioon. Seniajani ei ole juhtivad akadeemilised ringkonnad julgenud anda paikapanevaid vastuseid, mis täpselt sunnib selle alamliigi nii isaseid kui emaseid isendeid oma igapäevategemised jätma ja kurnavat retke ette võtma. Välja on pakutud nii paaritumisrituaali kui liigi geneetilisse mällu kodeeritud sõgedaksminekut. Viimast teooriat toetab võrdlus lemmingute massilise enesetapuga - nii nagu karvased väikeloomad hüppavad kaljult kindlasse surma, hüppavad karvased inimesed kaks-kolm päeva kestvasse tsüklisse. Ehkki ükski teadlane pole julgenud kohtlaste olendite sekka minna, on nende käsutuses piisavalt andmeid selle kohta, mis väikelinnnas toimub: lüüakse püsti ajutised varjualused, suheldakse röökival häälel ning lesitakse kõrvetava päikese käes õllemärjukest trimbates. On täheldatud ka teatava rituaalse muusika olemasolu, ehkki normaalsele inimkõrvale tundub see hirmus traadikangutamine ja ebaloomulik kurgurögin eemaletõukav. Kummalise palvetännaku eesmärk on teadmata - mõned teadlased on välja pakkunud mõnu tundmise eesmärgi, aga need ettepanekud on akadeemilistes ringkondades valjuhäälselt välja naerdud..."
Läheb lahti. Kuna ma olen hispaania keele, flamenko, jazzi, kuumavereliste inimeste, mustlaste fänn niikuinii lapsest peale olnud, siis see muusika lummab mind ja niidab maha. Hääs mõttes.
Olen austanud seda kultuuri niikaua kuni ma mäletan. Filmid. Muusika. Fotograafia.
Kaunis. Kaunis. Lihtsalt nii kaunis.
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Esimene, kelle peale ma oma kõrva sain oli Concha Buika. Metsik ja naturaalne.
Sündinud '72 aastal, Palma de Mallorcal. Ta perekond on päris Guineast ning kasvas üles mustlaste keskel. Tema muusika on segatud flamenko, soul'i, jazz'i ja funk'iga.
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Pastora Soler. Tugeva vokaaliga luljatar. Alguses ei osanud oodata mis sealt tuleb, aga hinge võtab siiski kinni. On see dramaatilisusest või tema hääle kõlast. Kaunis!.
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Albert Pla
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Albertucho Üiks lõbusam lugu. Miski lummab. No minul lummab mõnus mustlas-hispaania-muusika niikuinii, olgugi et olen valiv. ^^
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Huecco Lalja Ivahn on endine liige ühest hard roki bändist Sugarless. Stiili nimi on Rumbaton - ehk segu rumbast, reaggest, rockist, hispaania helidest, sambast, pungist, hip-hopist ja skast. Ta on seganud flamenco kitarri elektri kitarri omadega, et riffe luua.
See meeldib isegi rohkem:
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Sugarless Kuna mulle meeldis, mida eelnev noormees uue bändiga tegi, hakkas mind huvitama, mis see Sugarless siis teeb või tegi. Ja ma ei pidanud pettuma.
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Pata Negra Blues vs flamenco. Mõõõõõnus. Paneb mul jala tatsuma ja keha liikuma.
* Penny = The only one beside me, whom knows my Mind.
* Monkey = A guy with big smile.
* Onee-chan = Almost-like-a-twin-non-biological-sister.
* Little L = A friend from past, from the childhood.
* Sunshine = a young man, who just shines.
* Naks = a guy with the big heart.
* Elizabeth = One of my bestest friends.
* Kai = Non-biological crazy Onii-chan.
* Onyx = My lost&found twin brother. Basically he is me as a male.
, but when someone dares to pick on me, poke me, touch me, I will explode and something bad will happen. I don't want to say bad things to other, those who I care about. More or less, but still care.
