This is showing how you grip a sword

or dicks what ever floats ur boat

awesome lol

I feel like writing ^^ so here goes?

She had forgotten why she still sings. What was the point?

If you had to choose between two equally important things, what would you do?

Once a voice asked her that question.

She choose her sacrifice and the voice stole her hearing and in exchange, blessed her with life once more.

Miraculously saved from that accident, the world rejoiced. “She lives to sing once again!”

The moment she woke, she could see, speak, but could not hear.

She swore she would live on, even if she can’t hear. She decided to face the world because she could still sing and she believe that just that was enough.

But she could no longer listen to those precious words that he would whisper in her ear. No longer hear her nagging or that familiar laugh. No more chirps, rumbles, or rustles. She feels the wind, but never the gentle sound that use to linger. Sometimes, she couldn’t even tell if she was singing or just breathing.

And it was lonely.

To make up for solitude and insecurities, she sang. Because it was what they wanted, because it made everyone else feel less guilty. Because it’s what she had loved.

She let people feel the world, yet she was shrouded in silence.

Her name was Cilece.


so i wrote this from a story idea i’ve had a while now about a girl who’s a well known singer. She gets into an accident that costs her life. But she is asked a question (by some higher being? lol) and she can be saved in exchange of loosing one of the two most important things to her. Her hearing or her voice. She chose her hearing as she loved singing. But by losing her hearing, she could no longer hear the love from the people around her. And that’s about it up to there. o.o The main idea was to write a story about having to choose between two important things and finding a way to live on.

So, thanks for reading :D and cya?

Me and Me

Time flies further than expected,

To say what we want, we say,

The words fight an imaginary battle

But, In my mind alone.

The old wish for time machines,

The time machines wish for a soul,

A soul slowly fades into the wall,

And we continue to battle.

Disgust, emptiness,

A teaspoon of existence

Hanging on to a dream

Of finding a dream to fight for.

I overlap I,

I separate from I.

We are always fading,

Forever fading, together.


All these supernatural posts are getting to me, i think i gotta go watch it now…. right now o.o


Some sort of bliss known as mochido - the mochi donut.

And now Mitsuwa is added to my list of places to visit when I am next in CA.

(courtesy of NotCot)



Garlic Parmesan Pull-Apart Bread 

1 can of refrigerated Grands biscuits (not the flaky layers)
1/2 stick of butter
3 cloves of garlic, minced
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
1 tsp Italian Seasoning 

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Throw the cold stick of butter in a bundt pan and let it melt in the preheating oven.

While the butter melts, cut the Grands biscuits into quarters. In a bowl, toss the biscuit pieces, garlic, Italian Seasoning, and Parmesan cheese together.

Once the butter is melted, add the biscuit mixture to the pan, sprinkling with any cheese and garlic that gets let behind in the bowl.

Bake at 350 degrees for 20- 22 minutes until golden brown. Turn out on a dish and enjoy!

This is just fucking genius.

*cries tears of joy


Why is this so believable, and WHY DIDN’T THIS HAPPEN? ;A;

Yeah, I wish they could have told us what happened to him :/


Why is this so believable, and WHY DIDN’T THIS HAPPEN? ;A;

Yeah, I wish they could have told us what happened to him :/


This pic is so epic I couldn’t resist reposting…. it made me do it O>O

This pic is so epic I couldn’t resist reposting…. it made me do it O>O

ドラマダ | ふじやまポテトフライ

CLEARR >< why you so cute…

ドラマダ | ふじやまポテトフライ

CLEARR >< why you so cute…