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Hello, hypocrites, spiteful beings, liars and fiends alike, if you've stumbled upon this page, you have made a mistake. There is nothing to be found here and never will there be. Theres a beautiful little blue button in the top left of your screen and we strongly advise you to use it. It shall take you back to the previous page and you can continue on with your unavailing lives, forgetting everything you've seen here. But at your discretion, you may choose to forge ever forward into the vast nothing and emerse yourself in the chasm that is Anthony "Blutregen" Stuckwisch. What you are undoubtibly looking for is information. It may seem quaint and rather redundant, suffice it to say necessisary to repeat the point: There is nothing to be found here. What you desire, in order to quench your insatsiable and infantile thirst for intimate knowlege of a persons personal life, will ultimately lead to failure. Your efforts are futile and consuming. If at this point you have continued pursuing this path by perservering through my utmost, heartfelt warnings to steer you away from knowlege that is priviledged, you have more stomach than most. I wish I could dissuade you from this destructive course of action, but it has become painfully evident that I cannot. Much like most things in life, my life in particular, fate must take its hand, and mine are tied to prevent you in order to protect you. So I will do the only thing I can do at this point, guard all my information and throw you selected bits to satisfy your hunger. Please understand this is for your benefit. My name is Anthony Austin Stuckwisch. I was born into a cruel and heartless world, but protected by a loving family. Some say my personality, my real face and not the facade I replicate day after day, is my best trait. Some argue it is my cold, nongrieving heart that sustains me through the thick of a callous existence that is my most admirable facet of my being. If you have precluded unjustly that my being does not possess a heart capable of caring, you may be right. But open your prejudiced ears one time to understand, you are also wrong. My heart is stone to keep undesirable elements out, but also to keep those I need and care for in. At the center of every stone, no matter its composition, has a soft spot. Inside mine is those I love, though I care not to divulge that information. They know who they are. As for physically, my eyes have been described as 'piercing', 'dissecting', and 'utterly beautiful'. I will show no sign of conceit, I shall take a conventionally humble acceptance, and gracefully thank you for these words. So who is Anthony Stuckwisch really? Aspiring pilot, budding musician, master of his own theories and understandings, grammar zealot with a love for the english language? I'm not that complex of a person, though many will agrue quite the opposite. I am a man of simple intrests, really. I enjoy listening to music, writing music, composing music. My life revolves around music. I don't know what I would do without it. I love a great concert and enjoy being around my close friends and relatives. When thats not enough, my friends and relatives drag me around and make me hang with them. Although most of my views are regurgitated ideas, I morph them into my own little security blanket. My mind is simply warped, most of the time. Psychiatrists have told me that they have no idea what the hell is wrong with me, even though I'm no real threat. But they've admitted that I frighten them. I can be a pretty calm person, slow to anger. But I have my days where I can't shoulder too much and I snap. I can say, however, that alot, and I mean ALOT, annoys me. I find myself irritated by conceited women, power hungry men, traitors, slanderous people, gossip, mundane converstions, the french, the swedes, the french, the polish, the french and most of all, the french. Don't get me wrong, I dont hate them, but something about them are just...ugh. Oh well, I'm Anthony and this is my story. If I seem simple to you, thats because I am, but if you hang around long enough, I'm much deeper than most. These are all simple generalizations of Anthony's character. I thank you, the general public for accepting the fact that this is where I choose to draw the line and end our impromptu interview. Do not believe for one second that you and I are intertwined, for this is a deluded misconception and an impractical probability. Please understand that I am simply nothing without my family, my heroes and villians, and those who are close enough to be called 'my love, my friend, my brother, my second family'. This where I bid you adieu.Maybe more for you to know is in these simple photographs...
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Item List:
Drop Dead Gorgeous Skull Choker
Monochrome Keido
Wed to Darkness
Gogh Reed
Fall of the Evening Star
Onyx Galaxy Grenade
Fall of the Morning Star
Fall of the Morning Star
Buttoned Down Fauna Boots
Dead Sexy Midnight Trousers
Fall of the Morning Star
Lunarian's Cape
Black Zoot Suit Carlango
Buttoned Down Fauna Peacoat
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