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I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

I've been here. Watching from the sidelines...... just wanna to join the loop............ xp

It's a bird! It's a plane! IT'S THE ANTI-AUTHORITY!!!

I am normally very mellow, being the self-proclaimed earth element that I am. Like a rock! I'm more often depressed or afraid, or both of those while pondering about how my future will probably be horrible, how the stuff I'm learning now will not let me have a successful job, and how small and insignificant I am, and how I'm just a bunch of flesh that moves because of some electronic signals from a pinkish thing in my head. This also happens when I think of or are presented with: Mirrors after watching/thinking of something scary (my cousin was in this terrifying play last year. I haven't been able to look in mirrors or windows the same way since. Why o why did my parents make me see her play? WHY?! KHAN!!!), needles, documentaries about the universe, and thoughts of the future.

I'm tired of living my life in fear. I wish I could overcome them, or at least give myself a decent hug.
Dang. I think it's happening again. Maybe it's because I'm in a dimly lit room (turns on light, now eyes are all weird) within earshot of a train's eerie horn, below a picture of myself in my youth that looks kinda sketchy when seen out of the top corner of my eye, and can't help but think of the Haunted Majora's Mask meme.

This is what happens when a potential philosopher goes bad, folks.

And if you take that oldest of approaches to reading this post- It's too long, I'll skip the middle- I don't blame you.

Don't worry. I'm not going to stab myself (that's one of my greatest fears- being stabbed. Sabresmittenophobia?) or anything, and my clothes are BLUE, mind you. Lookin' quite Jade in my denim overshirt thing and jeans. In blueness terms, that is.

BLAARGH

Wow. I think we're a lot alike, Evil. Only I'd call myself water element and I don't have that fear of mirrors.

FFFFFF, why'd you remind me of that Majora's Mask creepypasta?! God, I can't look at that statue the same way again. *slips rosary bracelet back on*

"Hey, here's the Noisy Cricket. Your favorite weapon."
"No."
Paraphrased from MIB 2.

ZZAAAAAP BOOM MEMORY MACHINE
"Perfect!!"

Sorry, Azura... Let me make it up to you by making what I was just about to type white. If you really want to see it, then highlight it. If not... Dwarven Vow #108: Let sleeping dogs lie.
Here we go. >I'm afraid that we have all just lost THE GAME.< Badabing.

You know what, someday I might just make an RP character entirely based on myself. Tall, wears brightly colored shoes, uses a rod like a longsword to fight (I haven't actually been in REAL COMBAT, but I stick fight), carries a can of water around, has a ponytail... Heck, if this weren't the interwebs I would just slap on my name and call it Gary-Stu.
Interwebs? THIS IS SPARTA!!! I couldn't resist! rofl
Also, I wouldn't so much call it a FEAR of mirrors as a nervousness around mirrors at night and whenever I'm thinking of something creepy... Like my cousin's play or that terrifying Felix the Cat clock.

Asch has switched for now. If you want to get a serious, detailed answer out of him, now's the time to ask.

Ah, sweet ECT. It's the same thing here. Only my schedule is a little less sane.