I feel so much better now that my fiance boyfriend Maou is back.

I am going to go and spend my afternoon volunteering my time at the orphanage, now.

I wonder if Wincott Poison goes well on babies.

My plan is devious! Cunning! Magnificient!

It will not fail!

So I'll just sit here and wait for that fool to trip.

And then I'll mock him. A lot.

THIS MEANS WAR.

How dare you ruin my beautiful face!

My dignity hurts.

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AND JUST BECAUSE I HAVE A HUMAN VESSEL FOR A BODY DOES NOT MEAN I'M HUMAN.

Whore.

I hate babies.

I thought I needed to reiterate that.

I don't think I quite like this concept of everyone using my name in vain. Just the fact that everyone calls out my name in bed is a little bit of a turn-on... but there's some people that I really wish would refrain from such an action ( Read more... )

THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING.

Whatever the little wormbaby says, it's a lie. I don't hug people. D:

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When you're an omnipotent and omniscient being like myself, you find yourself pondering some things late at night. And now that I have a physical brain, it feels as though it may implode on itself.

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I like babies.

With gravy.