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I am a Deviously Deviant
Death-City-Shibusen
United States
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Last Visit: 146 weeks ago
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Stein was making his way to the Crescent Moon classroom. "Hm... It feels empty here..." He said as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He thought it would be best not to smoke first thing in the classroom and kneeled to the ground.
-- I let myself fall into insanity. With this knife I'll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you. With this knife I'll cut out the heart of me, the heart that cares for you. The nightmares and the hate And the fear... Wake me up in tears...
Makiko's ears perked up, hearing a voice. "Nya?" She questioningly asked nobody in particular. It was rather quiet, so her acute hearing picked up the voice like how a dog picks up the sound of a dog whistle.
With his superior soul perception, he immediately felt her presence and looked in her direction. "I wonder who is here?" He got up, sat in his rolling chair, and began sliding down the hall.
-- I let myself fall into insanity. With this knife I'll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you. With this knife I'll cut out the heart of me, the heart that cares for you. The nightmares and the hate And the fear... Wake me up in tears...
The catgirl cocked her head to the side curiously as she headed towards a strange sound. "Hn, nani...?" she breathed to herself, determained now to find the strange friction noise.
Sta.sh
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I let myself fall into insanity.
With this knife I'll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you.
With this knife I'll cut out the heart of me, the heart that cares for you.
The nightmares and the hate
And the fear...
Wake me up in tears...
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I let myself fall into insanity.
With this knife I'll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you.
With this knife I'll cut out the heart of me, the heart that cares for you.
The nightmares and the hate
And the fear...
Wake me up in tears...
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