Deidara's Story Ch.2Chapter 2: "Art is a blast, un... But I wish my life was, too."Deidara's Story Ch.2
It was clear to Deidara that his own father killed his beloved mother, the only parent that truly ever loved him.
Deep in thought again, Deidara reached into the bubble water that he couldn't really see through, he accidentally grabbed the blade of a knife which caused him a gash right over the mouth on his hand.
He silently cussed to himself and nursed it, then finished up all of the dishes. He went into his small room, which was the only place he'd ever felt safe in.
And damn, it was hot. His room was too stuffy for
Moving..
Optimism
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Don't knock on heavens door, ring the bell and RUN
( He hates it )
さよなら ~
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I Cannot Live Without My Troye.
And I Adore My Besite Aku.
AND TOKIO HOTEL!
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And I feeeeeeel so nice.
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And I feeeeeeel so nice.
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Geijutsuwa buumu dearu!!
I'm sorry for my crappy english.
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And I feeeeeeel so nice.
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Geijutsuwa buumu dearu!!
I'm sorry for my crappy english.
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And I feeeeeeel so nice.
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There are 10 kinds of people in the world. Those who can read binary and those who can't.
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