...I was one of those savage marauders who, not knowing how to express their love, mistakenly kill the persons they love. I would kiss the lips of those who had fallen to the ground and were still moving spasmodically.
o_O Why it has taken me so long to finally get around to reading Mishima Yukio's "Confessions of a Mask" I will never know. Holy shit is this book made of pure awesome.
And strangely, it makes me want to write some Seishirou/Subaru. About time, I think. o_O Can't remember when my last one was.
EDIT: On other news, it seems that Fenway House is exploding. Oh crap. Guys...guys...what's going on? o_O *hides* Please don't splode.
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