when the world once more starts making sense..."
well, i'm leaving this name.
i feel no need to have it anymore.
if you care enough, my new name on here is
i'll be uploading stuff soon, but, don't count on it.
see you on the flip side.


Gashapon GirlI can't look away. Gashapon girl. You're always there--quarter to twelve.Gashapon Girl
Hair dirty, matted, stringy, your clothes tattered and worn--you're never the same person, Gashapon girl. Homeless and exhausted, hungry and barely there. But always clenched in your fist, Gashapon girl, a quarter, ready to be inserted. Click click click, you turn it clockwise, toward something new, fresh, small and exciting. Plop! A new figurine, I wonder where you keep them, Gashapon girl. Unwittingly, you've already gotten my gashapon h

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