Send No Bob & Vagene

Account makeover. Everybody who hasn’t talked to me or doesn’t remember me by tomorrow is dead to me. Time to indulge in the guilty pleasure that is reading gay romance.

Edgelord Here, With a New Minecraft Video

 I do not have bob and vagene 

The Canine Vendetta is back after a year of silence

Lol lilk em
          
          There's a word scramble for ya ;00

HOW YOU BEEN MY DUDE

Kate here \(^.^)/
          
          Sorry I kinda neglected this but you guys had no questions other then a picture one from the raccoon person... He says he got it from Google and why are you asking me this its 3am Kate.

I'm actually here but it's only to give my status then leave, still got a lot to do. And you all think I'm me, the fire in my eyes/different/random/old childish/oblivious self. And I've just dropped hints, but  have different sides that people just shrug off, the real me is just a base or foundation. I kill in another way. The way the most of you hold dearest. the real me just suits this. It gives me the mind numbing oblivion to avoid guilt and I can change to get close to someone. Someone gives me a target. I get close to the easier end, then slowly wear away at the relationship, planting seeds of doubt then it all explodes. Then I slip away, like nothing happened. They drift away from me in the stupor and my job is done. I also love music. I have no talent in it. So I just follow the beat, I hold up myself with the same thing that keeps me alive. I go by so many people that you have no idea about, some of which I've hinted to in past conversations and you've met and brushed it off. That's how much I can change. By now your face has either morphed into horror, your oblivious and don't care, or you feel void. Because I see lives and personalities as music, a beat to fix and change. I just alter it. I can twist the strings that make you you to like/hate/change me or by my hand. It's a curse and a gift. So I'll follow my beat. You all have a beat of your own. You could deny it or be depressed over it. But that beat can be the only thing you have, unless you throw it into the dark void that is death. The darkness that claws into your eyes into your mind until it's all you know.

Friend here again... You can call me Kate He told me to post these things so uh Here you go I guess
          
          @Drepy3664 it's a hard knock life you'll get over it idk why I put this
          @SniffDonuts why not
          
          Nobody knew what nothing means. You don't know it until you've felt it. You can say you've felt it. But you're very self hasn't been destroyed by it.
          
          (This boy is so dramatic with this deep stuff. If it's up to me he's just under his covers all day)

@TheCanineVendetta what? Why is that?