(And I apologize in advance for what will be the last cheesy blog post from me for a while. I promise.)
So without further ado, The Announcement:
I am done with you.
Done. from Ill Iterate on Vimeo.
Make love, not Warcraft.
Done. from Ill Iterate on Vimeo.
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Your expressions are even more tortured than I've been, Anonymous. But for what it's worth, "done" is never done till someone sings.
"Silence is golden. Your silence is a lead pipe."
Aww... that's a pretty sweet voice there. Anyway, I just typed your name into a captcha so it reminded me to visit your blog.
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It was for downloading some weird animal porno!
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no, I did type your name into a captcha and was pleased to hear your singing :)!!!
Now I type the captcha for leaving this comment
what's going on? i feel like i entered a room when drama was happening.
whatever it is, i hope things work out for the best.
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You've been tortured? But what of my anon sex idea? Hasn't that solved anything?
"Silence is golden - thanks, duct tape!"
I can stop lying
I can stop punching my own face
I can stop stealing money
I can stop hating my own heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can stop scratching up my cheeks
I can stop drinking so much
I can stop wanting to kill myself
I can stop wanting your perfect heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can start listening
I can say Hi
I can feel something good
Little Anne Ishii
awwww, it seems you have a secret admirer!
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what?
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I wish there was such a thing as reverse aging. Because when I reverse grow up, I want to be just like you.
Julia
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