Welcome to us, 'cause we're special. Yeah.
Tired
and BabyTaku 
and we're the losers starting a collaboration together on photography, drawings and maybe a doujinshi. Because we obviously have no lives. Heh.Well, it's New Years Eve and I, BabyTaku, have persuaded colourgirl to make a collab with me. Dude, it took A LOT of effort, because she's annoying and every time I sprout an idea at her, she always refuses, but she finally accepted. It has been a freaking YEAR, and now she's on the floor next to me talking to a drawing book.
Che, what a loser. (But I uh, love her anyway.)
Um, so, yeah. That's about it. We're gonna start soon (meaning tomorrow morning), you know, getting things done and stuff.
So watch out, darling dearies.
Alright, go die. Happy New Year!
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"such is the life of an artist: they can't find anything unless it's splattered halfway across the floor."
This is Steven Hefledoor, calling about your donkey infestation.
Demonic Corn!
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... in my pants.
I never really see you during the day and I asked alex if she could tell you, but I don't know if she did XD
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"such is the life of an artist: they can't find anything unless it's splattered halfway across the floor."
This is Steven Hefledoor, calling about your donkey infestation.
Demonic Corn!
You haveta come to mine, too! Although I don't have a date... it's around the time of yours, though. Most likely the 18th. >3
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... in my pants.
Yus I'd lurve to come to yours too
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"such is the life of an artist: they can't find anything unless it's splattered halfway across the floor."
This is Steven Hefledoor, calling about your donkey infestation.
Demonic Corn!
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