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    "Everything feels like your fantasy, a night in your life. Close your eyes to find yourself in a mystic timeline."

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    Ayyy~ My name is Kerri. I am a 31-year-old dweeb who lives in Atlanta with my 32-year old dork husband Mark, our small lady Luna, and our blue tabby Link.

    When I’m not spending time with my cuties, I’m usually absorbed in one hobby or another. My hobbies include, but are not limited to, drawing, writing stories, playing video games, playing tabletop RPGs, reading regular novels and graphic novels, watching anime, cooking, decorating and organizing everything, learning new facts,  and finding new music, sci-fi, or fantasy creations to obsess over.

    Overall, I’m just livin’ and chillin’ and whatnot. I’m sending good vibrations to the world ’cause we sure as fuck need it right now (LOL)! Take care!


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☆彡 When it’s dark outside and I’m walking alone, everyone is a murderer and a rapist. No exception. What is that? A stray dog? No. It’s a quadruped murdering rapist. Otherwise, everything is okay, I guess.

☆彡 I dislike commitment. It is a strange thing to say as a woman who is married, but it is true. Relationships, platonic and otherwise, are not appealing to me. Of course, there are moments in life where I meet someone who I don’t mind building a relationship with, and they feel the same, but those are exceptionally rare moments.

☆彡 I still don’t have the Dark Souls art book yet. For shame.

☆彡  I’ve been writing a lot lately. I’m pretty happy about that. I’ve noticed, though, that I am becoming less and less interested in happy outcomes. I do too many cruel things to my characters. -_-

☆彡 Whoever said game is not art obviously didn’t play Chrono Cross. Obviously. The Dimensional Breach alone looked like something Vincent Van Gogh would paint. Don’t even get me started on the Lizard Grotto and Opassa Beach. Don’t. Even. The only complaint I have against Chrono Cross is that the battle scenery gets extremely distracting. Seriously, how am I supposed to focus on this monster when everything in the background is so beautiful.

☆彡 When someone asks me what I am thinking, I instantly become paranoid. I start asking: “Why? Who wants to know? Who sent you? SWEAR TO ME.” Honestly, you don’t want to know what is on my mind. Three-quarters of it belongs to my fictional worlds with imaginary people, species, plants, deities, planets, countries, cities, towns, holidays, memorials, past times, sports, and events that you’d never understand unless I explained them to you for hours. It is that complex and detailed. The other quarter is like the mall on the weekends. It’s just a cacophony of different voices saying different things that have no obvious connection to one another…unless you dig into my subconscious. And you don’t want to go there. Have you ever played Silent Hill when the alarm rings? You know, when everything deteriorates and limbless creatures start mewing and dragging themselves towards you? That is basically my subconscious. I don’t even want to go there without a professional…so no one else should. LOL. Just stay out of my mind. It’s better that way.

☆彡 I can’t describe how I feel when I step out of my laziness, and do something productive. I guess…relief is the term. I feel relieved. Last weekend, I finally started on spring cleaning and I felt very relieved in the end. Everything is clean. Hell, I mopped that kitchen floor so hard that the mop broke. And that didn’t even stop me. I got a rag, got on the floor, and scrubbed that shit. Felt good, man. It looks so clean now. In the end, I tried to think of a reward…which is usually food…because I am dog or something. LOL. But this time it wasn’t. I actually turned my desk into an art studio. I’m very proud, and I’m very happy! I’m using it a lot rather than using the living room couch. So, I’m glad. As strange as it is, being un-lazy feels good sometimes. Uncomfortable at first…but better later on.

☆彡 I REALLY hate driving. I don’t know if I expressed that here or not. I’m sure I bitch about it to the people who have to suffer my bitchings from time-to-time. But I really hate driving. The only vehicle I’d ever drive and be extremely happy to drive it is a Vespa. Everything else can suck it. 😐

☆彡(I’m not using a translator or reference tool, so please bare with me if I translate something wrong ) E secc oui. Cusaruf, hud ahuikr du zicd damm oui, pid ahuikr du secc ouin maddanc yht fuhtan ev ouina ugyo. E lyhd cryga dra vaamehk dryd E cyet cusadrehk faeht ykyeh. Drah ykyeh, E ghuf oui femm myikr yht tasyht dryd E crub cbaygehk cu mufmo uv socamv. Oui nacduna su vyedr eh risyhc cu silr. Tuht mad sa tufh. Bmayca, bmayca, bmayca, bmayca.

☆彡 Naoto-motherfucking-Shirogane. Wow.

That’s it. >_<

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