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addictive
What I am was born in me. It’s a part of who I am, who my family is, who we all are as a tribe — it’s the reason why we’re still here.
I’d hate to shatter the dream world you live in — the one where the sun is orbiting the place where you stand — so I won’t tell you how little I care what your problem is. Go. Away.
Normal humans run away from monsters, Bella. And I never claimed to be normal. Just human.
It had been so confusing. Dying to kill him. Afraid to hurt her. My friends in the way.
For a tiny space, I was disappointed. What? No magic visions, no formidable offensive abilities like, oh, shooting lightning bolts from my eyes or something? Nothing helpful or cool at all?
I was actually waiting for something to happen.
Music Playing...




Monday, August 3, 2009, 6:23 AM

haha finally finished creating my owncullen crest..
by some instructions on internet..
haha x)
on an image.. haha
suddenly got an idea of making business by doin this..

well, my sister will design the cravings..
depending on what the people want it to be..
then i will be doing the carving...
most difficult part..
money depends on the time i used to make the object, the amount of clay i use...
money will be MOSTLY donated to the SPCA!!! (:
well, half will go to my sister -.-''
ugh... HAHAHA (:


will this design do the 'trick'? doesnt look like much..image quality bad ):
mm.. i rather not put the pic.. haha x)


angry with me... and that you hate me a lot.. no matter how many times i do that you won chill.. is it? ): i guess that you loved someone more than you love me.. but that person will maybe in th future come and go.. then what do you depend on? so sorry... :x