Hail....
Ah the end of another lovely day....Don't you love it when it rains when you're walking home then the wind gets really bad and blows leaves, twigs and dirt in your hair and finally there's hail...don't you love it? 'Cause I don't.
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JokerSilence, that word fit this woods perfectly. As the man with white baggy shirt and navy blue baggy jeans walked down the long dark road ahead.Joker
This man, had messy hair, messy black hair. His eye's a stone grey color and his skin very pale. His name just going by the letter L. Suddenly his eye's caught sight of an old mansion type of building.
The man stepped forward standing now infront of this large building. His eye's suddenly lowering to the large sign on the side. "The joker," L read outloud slowly bringing a thumb up to his mouth as he lightly bit on his thumb nail.
While he stuffed one hand into hi
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- Interests: Music and poetry
- Favourite band or musician: Nightwish
- Favourite genre of music: Symphonic metal
- Favourite poet or writer: Kim Wilkins
- Shell of choice: Sea shells
- Favourite cartoon character: Sailor Saturn, Aries Mu, Benetnasch Mime, Rei Asaka, Lady Oscar, Albafica, Utena, Rosiel and Mello
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(Sorry, my English isn't the best
Think of me long enough to make a memory.
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Sorry for my bad english....
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I'm your biggest fan...I'll follow you until you love me
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"Even if you eat sweets, if you use your head you won't get fat." L, Death Note
"I like soft food, chewing is tiresome." Ritsuka, Loveless
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" Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me..."
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The moral of this story is,
never give up hope.
If someone bursts your bubble,
mix up some more soap.
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