MY MOONLIGHT DREAMS--1WHEN I WAS LITTLE MY CLAN WAS MASSACRED. I FOUND MY MOTHER AND FATHER DEAD, SIDE-BY-SIDE IN A POOL OF THEIR OWN BLOOD. I CRIED UNTIL I HAD NO MORE TEARS INSIDE ME. MY ENTIRE CLAN HAD BEEN KILLED AND I WAS THE ONLY SURVIVOR. OR SO I THOUGHT BUT I'M GETTING AHEAD OF MYSELF. FOR FIVE OF THE TEN YEARS AFTER MY PARENTS DIED I LIVED ON THE STREETS OF ANY TOWN THAT WOULD ACCEPT ME. I TRAVELED A LOT AND I MEAT A LOT OF PEOPLE LIKE ME. NO PARENTS AND NO FRIENDS THAT COULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM. THOSE YEARS ON THE STREET MADE ME HARD AND REBILIOUS AND I LEARNED TO DEFEND MY SELF. IT WAS EITHER THAT OR DIE. EVERY NIGHT I SAW MY PARENTS BLANK EMY MOONLIGHT DREAMS--1
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SOMEONE FAVORITED AND DOWNLOADED MY HARUHI AND KYOUYA DRAWING!!!!!!!
xD
Srry had to say something
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Be happy i didn't say anything about writing not spelled with an h....i figured u meant to do that
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Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I’ll forgive Thy great big one on me.
-Robert Frost
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