About
<-----Transmission Begin-------------My name is Silkes. Don't think of me as some weirdo who likes riffles. I am a intelligent young individual who dislikes people who insult others, as well as myself. I love my allies, and will defend them in anyway I am able. I am willing to become friends, and will not stop to think twice if I see you as someone who belongs on my friend's list. I am also a gentlemen. Balancing my life through chivalry, and I will respect you before I dislike you.
That's all I'm going to tell you so far. Depending on the mood I'm in, I'll add more about me.
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More like a year in a half. >w<
=3
Something delicious I bet.
How have you been?
What right does a "Beast" have to such things? You cannot escape your emotions. This plight, this hurt, this regret your supplying to your demands is eating you alive. Your will is strong, which helps you endure. You're still sane, which keeps you from not breaking your fragments in half. Your divided and conflicted. You think your broken mirror of an existence can be put together like a puzzle. Your pieces are all misfits. They long to get in where they fit in, instead of where they belong.
Leave yourself alone. Feel no pain, struggle no more....
Dream as hard as you are able...you will not find any open arms here. That is, until you provide it for your own sake. Loom and linger over this pitiful reality if you truly want. But you can never call yourself real, you can never move forward, and you can never call yourself a man.