Poetry by Bzztbzzt for me:
I shall write poetry about your cuteness and beautymousness
The sun breaks over the horizon
creating a halo above the locks of your hair
a face like an angel and eyes of stars
Skin of honeyed silk and satin
here with you this must be heaven
I never thought id be happy to die
totes not a creeper I can make a not creepy one
frosting love drops
eee eeee adorable
too cute im dying
I cant even
kawaii kawaii cupcake
Written by Tuesday Mournings
Come and hear the tale of wonders from the one who dances upon his stump. A jester, an executioner, a monster, a beautiful dame? who knows what this is. But so long the tales are enchanting and captivating, a life or two won't matter. Now aren't you all in for a treat for today. I've told tales of great adventure, tales of woe, and tales of suspense, but now i have a tale of the self.
In the land of the Morrow-days i was but a fish monger. I by chance awoke in the stand due to a freak accident. The nice shop keep understood my confusion and thus let me stay so long as i sold and i will go off and tweak my horn cause i will say i was an excellent salesman! Ah but on one fine day the shrieks of women could be heard from afar, and as the shrieks and gasps grew closer i too was interested. I peered outside of my stall to discover the strangest sight, A gal with no pants! Now most people were going about thinking, how indecent, but i just laughed and asked for her reasoning and but a simple answer: "Pants? psh, pants are overrated". That my friends is how i met the second in command of my ship. We sailed about everywhere conquering many lands and having great laughs, but there came a time when we all went our seperate ways. I owe much to this lass for her lack of pants has saved us many times. From what i hear she travels the silk road now, known as the pantless-bandit. For the sake of ironic pleasure she goes off stealing the finest of garments, but never does wear them. Some people just like to watch the world go nude.
Also, random PM's are fun but don't flirt with me. Unless you're a friend. Then you're welcomed with open arms.