Unmasks blogg

Makoto i School Days är så jävla dum i huvudet XD Vill bara ge honom en fet jävla smäll i bakhuvudet varje gång han gör något dumt.

Mataku -.- Just die already 〆(・∀・＠)

Dakara Boku wa, H ga Dekinai

Hatar den jävla animen!!! n^m(-_-) m^n

Watashi wa awarena ikimono no naka de iki tsudzukeru to iu jijitsu yori mo, shinu koto o konomu

bei fang you jia ren
jue shi er du li
yi gu qing ren cheng
zai gu qing ren guo
ning bu zhi
qing cheng yu qing guo
jia ren nan zai de

You're in a land of treachery.
You can not trust a soul.
You live by yourself,
In some sunken rat hole
The only wish is to survive.
Though complications arise.

What can you possibly do?
(Run for your life)
Is there a chance for you?
(Run for your life)
The only way, to save the world.

IS TO!


Round'em up!

And pull the trigger!

Round'em up!

Send them to hell!

Round'em up!

There is no place for traitors!



Gunshots everywhere you go.
Leaving dead bodies around your soul.
You try to make the day.
How can you possibly survive.
In a treacherous world.
Your life may end in any second.

What can you possibly do?
(Run for your life)
Is there a chance for you?
(Run for your life)
The only way, to save the world.

IS TO!


Round'em up!

And pull the trigger!

Round'em up!

Send them to hell!

Round'em up!

There is no place for traitors!

Round'em up!

And pull the trigger!

Round'em up!

Send them to hell!

Round'em up!

There is no place for traitors!

I am one of a kind. I am a very special person. It is not easy to make me made, it is almost impossible, but it is easy to harm me. I am often a hopeless case, I got more down parts then up parts. It is not easy at all. All the judges, no one kind enough to melt it. They all end up leaving. They actually do. I've never had someone close for a long while, because they all get tired of me, for who I am. That is why I am getting worse and worse. Because who I am, is what causes me to fail. I can't change something scared. It will be there forever. I will never have anything forever. It will always disappear in a short future.

I know that I am hairy, and that 99.99% is disgusted by it. I am also. I am trying to take the last pieces of fat I got left to be flat, and don't have curves. I am trying to look good. But for that try, for that cause of trying I am being pushed down for the reason that I am hairy. I am feeling great, and then the truth comes forth that the person doesn't like hairy people, and that lowers me to the grade that I don't want to try. Because if I try I still will never lose the thing that is there, the hair. I will never lose it. Some are born without it, others not.
Some has the luck to find someone that doesn't "notice" the hair, or feel comfort in it.
I am never lucky.
So I feel that I don't care any more. I give it all up.. Because in the end I will be just a chubby hairy person.

I went outside into the night.
Not knowing where to go.
I took a walk down the street.
Not a single soul was awake.
I left my home that night.
Never to return.

I let you go.
This is the end.
I feel so weak.
I let you go.
I ran away forever.
I lost my powers.
I lost my fate.
I let you go.

I felt that someone called me.
I saw it was you.
I answered, without a word.
You were worried.
I was a douche that didn’t say.
I love you.

I let you go.
This is the end.
I feel so weak.
I let you go.
I ran away forever.
I lost my powers.
I lost my fate.
I let you go.

I saw a light, it was so bright.
It came closer and closer.
I felt that this was it.
The three last words crossed my lips.
I am sorry.

I let you go.
This is the end.
I feel so weak.
I let you go.
I ran away forever.
I lost my powers.
I lost my fate.
I let you go.
I let you go.
I let you go.

Don't know why, but I got an emotional breakdown, no tears, just plain sadness.

We have those who finds love in matter of minutes.
Well I wont complain that I don't.
I don't care if I wont find anyone to love through my life.
It is pretty simple.
I don't look for it, and I wont try to show feelings either.
I just know that I wont have anyone in my future.

The dog talking to the human.

Dog: Tell me a joke!

Human: No, you don't even understand human jokes.

Dog: Oh sure. Because humans are so smart, and dogs are so dumb.

Human: Knock, knock.

Dog: Oh, oh! someone's at the door! -runs to the door-