There are things not meant for mortal eyes. Online playground of a twisted soul. The fantasies of a little girl, all in one place. You have been warned.

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ユキ.
Cattleya.
Chantal.
17.
Taurean.
Vain.
Narcissistic.
Fangirl.
Dreamer.
Devious.
Childish.
Clumsy.
Has an incredibly short attention span.
Stubborn.
Misunderstood.
Undisputed HYDEist.
Yaoi.
Incest.
Artist.
Writer.
Web/graphics designer.
Otaku.
RPer.
Certified fangirl.
Worth $2,135,822.
II - ICTM.
Hates Loathes anything Korean and hiphop.

32nd layout of Yume no Naka. Features HYDE and his lyrics. Shades of blue, pink, white and lavender. Used Adobe Photoshop CS2 as the image editor. Coding was made on Notepad. Div layers. Some elements might not be compatible with IE. Best viewed in Mozilla Firefox with a 1024x768 screen resolution. Go to past layouts?
Resources for this layout were from the following: Cbox, Colorfilter, DaFont, iMood, Miss M, Photobucket, Selphie's World, Tabulas, and Tenshi no Koe.
And no, as much as I want to be, I am not associated with the sexy man in this layout. I am merely a fan and this is my expression of adoration to him.
Misplaced anger again
Mood: sleepy
Watching: And The Band Played On (1993)
Filed under: Frustrations, Musings, Vanity
I have shiny black hair which I like to wear all over my face -- well, at least, my eyes. I like wearing cryptic, gothic stuff. I write things that are not of the norm. On top of that, I listen to music that would make your mortal ears bleed. BUT I AM NOT FUCKING EMO. >_<
Well okay, I know people know that I'm not, but I just get pissed whenever I'm called that. What's worse than an emo person is being called an emo person. Like, WTH, SRSLY. Just because I blurt out in class that I've written something about being scared of going to sleep doesn't mean I'm fucking emo. I'd rather be stereotype as 'that geek' or 'that anime loving person' than emo. Everybody has their stereotypes, but emo is not mine, just so we're clear.
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I've pretty much figured out how freedom of speech actually works. Well, of course the fact that everybody is entitled to their own opinion is pretty much established. So you express something you want to express, and if you're lucky, nobody would oppose. And if you're really lucky, somebody might actually agree with you. But eventually somebody will hate it from the bottom of their hearts, and they'll either make a scathing comment to it or write an article of their own, bashing yours.
Now, freedom of speech still applies to them, just as it does to any other person. Usually this results to a lot of drama just like what I've seen in some LJ communities because the cycle never ends. So, the only way we can stop drama here is to not respond to any comment. Or something along those lines.
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Well, I'm kinda sleepy already, and I can't concentrate on watching this movie if I write some more, so yeah. >>;;
Written by yukitenshi on July 21, 2008 - 10:47 PM | 2 lost reason
kairee

and just to clarify what impishlymad said about slashing wrists, emos dont slash wrists, posers do. peopls still cannot understand what real emo means.
impishlymad
Lolz just agreein' wif yew there. ^^