About
i am a otaku soon-to-be freshman! my ideal look for me is to have white hair that fades to black or vice versa, my right eye purple and my left eye blue. i am one of those people that dont really have a category-im a category all by myself. i like yaoi and yuri pairings better than straight pairings-they are so much cuter. i am lovers of many anime guys-its sad i know. i love writing, singing, drawing, and anime.i pretty much hate everything else.
Journal
Boom Bloken
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Well, it's like my notebook. And that's really all.
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