tengaku squared

My last sentence would be along the lines of "F**k you, life."

I think it's kinda cute. <3 And you guys all know I'm sick.

When you send a PM/e-mail/message containing simply this picture:

Moho's idea of a study group: Trying to work together on problems the group was struggling as, but end up getting off topic on some topic like Obama or how fast the heart can beat without literally burning out. :V

Slept a while.

'BK201! <3' is winning~ <3

<3 :V <3 <3 <3 Ohtaki x Heiji.

My favorite animal is the poison dart frog.

I have no clue.

Life is my roleplay.

Fine, go ahead.

I don't have the necessary editing ability to add you to the list. Welcome!

Fevers.

Some canned soup to wash down my medicine.

Choose neither, my good sir. (Wait, are you male or female? )

They don't.

I was boiled alive.

Lashing a tongue of bright fire The coiled black snake spews the noxious toxic Setting on fire all it touched No one stopped it. No one wanted to. No one HAD to. And so no one did. Lashing a tongue of blazing fire The coiled black snake, nemesis of literature It's anger and hatred turned fire No one stopped it. No one wanted to. No one HAD to. And so no one did. Lashing a tongue of consuming fire The coiled black snake, servant of disorder Consumes all it sees, no remorse or regret No one stopped it. No one wanted to. No one HAD to. And so no one did. Lashing a tongue of streaking fire The coiled black snake, feeding off ignorance Gleely burns and destroys, the public unknowing. No one stopped it. No one wanted to. No one HAD to. And so... no one did.

My teacher in 8th grade said that I'd become an arsonist someday. :V Anyways, how's my poem that I wrote during a beach trip in 5 minutes then totally forgot about it?

I like days like today. Slight rain.

Hold on, let me dig out an old poem I wrote. AHEM...