((some genius hit Tezuka with Ravenclaw paint, of all things, while he was walking into the hall for dinner. Hence, emo. But then someone kind of dripped some Gryffie paint on him, so he's now senile to boot, due to the mix
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What is life, but a giant failure? Who is to blame? Who holds that heavy burden of giving life? I'm sorry, Atobe, for being a failure. No, don't even give me your sympathy. I'm not worthy of it. Though I must warn you: your soul is dark with rage and vanity. It hurts to look at it.
Make that 1000. Pain is a good road to wisdom, Echizen. If there is even wisdom and truth in the world to speak of anymore. I can only be assuaged by the prospect of the certainty of a dark future. There is no hope.
How can a meaningless physical act like a hug alleviate and console the deep pain of my existence? Look at me, Sanada. I think I'm balding; no one loves me; all I have is a broken Quidditch team and a field of dreams of nothingness.
If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go paint my nails black now.
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[[Does it hurt your brain too? Because it hurts mine.]]
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What is life, but a giant failure? Who is to blame? Who holds that heavy burden of giving life? I'm sorry, Atobe, for being a failure. No, don't even give me your sympathy. I'm not worthy of it. Though I must warn you: your soul is dark with rage and vanity. It hurts to look at it.
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((I've created monsters. XD))
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Go run 500 laps in honor of Edgar Allen Poe. He was a wondeful muggle poet who expressed the depths of hellish torture in life.
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If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go paint my nails black now.
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I also have cookies!
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