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My name is Zara.
XD =^.^= 8D ~.^ XP XO :B
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wink If I were a guy, I'd be a masochist uke
In my opinion people are defined by their eyes, heart and brain; because these three also define people’s other ways of existence. These are really beautiful toys, aren’t they? Can be broken easily but so strong at the same time... A paradox within itself…
Things i hate
Annoying teachers
when people mimic me
when people whistle when I'm trying to concentrate
when my parents tell me to turn down my music
the perverted guys at my school
people who think they know everything
when people call me rich
chihuahuas
backwards manga
yuri
Near from Death note
posers (like garry)
garry
my step sister sonora
dust mites
bugs with more than 6 legs
most spiders
math homework
Things i like
JTHM (Johhny the homicidal maniac)
Gackt
Anime
manga
my best friend amber!
birds
my cats Gizzmo and Sleepy
my dogs Buddy and Mira
Japan, Ireland, Russia, Germany
GUM
sharp pointy things
fire
forests
the flute
skateboards
Badass Uke
You are the highest level uke. Other uke admire you, some seme fear you. At times, you can even fool other people into thinking you are seme with your mischievous, manipulative attitude, but when push comes to shove, your true submissive nature emerges - all you really want is the punishment. It takes a seme with just enough sadistic tendencies to dish out the punishment you really want, but enough patience not to outright kill you, so you are best paired with the "Don't ******** With Me." Seme
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You should have figured out by now, Dave. You don’t choose the Soy Sauce. The Soy Sauce chooses you. If it can’t use you, it kills you. But from what I hear, it plays with you first. Meat! Meatmeatmeat!
-John Dies at the End
Primates give rise to man, man gives rise to phoners, phoners give rise to levitating telepaths with tourette's syndrome. Evolution complete.
-Cell
"Sometimes you can cry until there is nothing wet left in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And, still it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent...
It would not be because it cared."
-written in blood before everything went black
JTHM
Signature
"You realize you've been abandoned by the friend you have trusted just as the last breath leaves your body."
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