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Name:
The Doctor
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Joined:
Sep 24, 2009
Latest Activity:
23 hours ago
Feel free to message me anytime.
I may respond late due to not being near the computer or forgetting to check, but doing such shortly after.
Relax, my dear, machines will never hurt you. Unless you hurt them first, then they'll probably hold a bit of a grudge.
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I may respond late due to not being near the computer or forgetting to check, but doing such shortly after.
Relax, my dear, machines will never hurt you. Unless you hurt them first, then they'll probably hold a bit of a grudge.
http://fc09.deviantart.net/...
About Me:
Well, I suppose... monsters. There are many types of monsters in this world. Monsters who will not show themselves and who cause trouble. Monsters who abduct childeren... Monsters who devour dreams. Monsters who suck blood. And... Monsters who always tell lies. Lying monsters are a real nusiance. They are much more cunning than other monsters. They pose as humans, even though they have no understanding of the human heart. They eat, even though they have never experienced hunger. They study, even though they have no interest in academics. They seek friendship, even though they do not know how to love. If I were to encounter such a monster, I would likely be eaten by it. Because, in truth... I am that monster.
DON'T CLICK! ↓
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Hometown:
Fakeville, NA
Interests:
Brainteasers; puzzles.
Movies:
Horror or mystery, because they keep you guessing and in suspense.
Music:
The Plain White T's, Relient K, Owl City (mainly), Sum 41
Books:
Sherlock Holmes, Death Note
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My heart beats like a drum, a guitar string to the strum, a beautiful song to be sung~!
Dude, you are one of the closest friends I have on here. You're like a bro to me. Never forget that. XD
~Bria A.K.A Lexie ;D
Or...... get yourself a Death Note and avoid having to study altogether.
Not everything lasts.
I broke my heart so many times I stopped keepin' track.
I talked myself in.
I talked myself out.
I work myself up then I let myself down...
I came up with a million excuses...
I thought I thought of every possibility.
And I know someday that it'll all turn out!
You'll make me work, so we can work, to work it out...
And I promise you, kid,
I'll give so much more than I get.
I just haven't met you yet!
And yes. It is you.
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