The Music, Oh the Music: 2 You hear the door slam And realize there's no where left to run...The Music, Oh the Music: 2
Boyuh again. Yeah. It's me.
Get over it. I've decided to change myself. Too many chimera running around. Time for something, not so organic. I've become a Vocaloid. A singing machine. And what do you know, wolves like that crap. Especially Sashay and Music Note, my two. Sashay can move and dance. Music Note's my back up. I've even sung a song. Whoo hoo. Vocaloid Rocker Song. VRS. Yeah, uncreative title. But I tattoed the letters of it onto my h
The Music, Oh the Music Starting out in the boothThe Music, Oh the Music
A song was playing in the backround.
I truly wasn't paying attention. But it was a funny song. I heard a thud, a scream and a splash. It was pretty hilarious, picturing someone falling off the front of a ship while the song did that.
Not the point. Point is, my name is Boyuh. I'm a chimera. Yup. Nothing special. I don't live among the Guard's Elitist stuck up chimera. Or the sorry for themselves, has-been Outcasts. I'm a loner. And my story tells of my short time on the Haven. A place far from human eyes. &
| Okay, let's get something straight. I know I'm not a chimera. I'm not /that/ mean and aggressive. I'm usually pretty nice. :3 SO YEAH. THERE YA' GO. |
Boyuh
Winter Downs
oh this is "wendy martin" from art club, i cant remember if i told you my name er not.
sorry i dont have any art up right now but i may submit some soon.
....I STILL CANT BELIEVE I FOUND YOU YAY!
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be creative
dont let Oprah tell u what to wear
OMG AWESOMNESS~
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Those who cannot see, are the ones who see the most.
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be creative
dont let Oprah tell u what to wear
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Those who cannot see, are the ones who see the most.
^^
Check out all my art, kay?
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Those who cannot see, are the ones who see the most.
;3 The TARDIS is a stalker now.
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