I fuckin’ did it. This will now forever be on the house computer.
I remembered my signature this time, HA!
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I fuckin’ did it. This will now forever be on the house computer.
I remembered my signature this time, HA!
Kitt (the one with the dark hair and evil looking socks) belongs to @itsgrakky

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Changed my banner to this thing I made a while back. This is the shit Liz has to put up with on a daily basis.
The one that wants to hide a body (Kitt) belongs to @itsgrakky
Edit: So it doesn’t really matter right now since I haven’t put up my OCs yet, but all my characters that appear here (in order if you start with the slurp picture) are Liz, Tsugumi, Kouta, Sora, Jonah, Naoki, Thirteen, Emmet, Spike, Axel (offscreen), Chauncy, and James.
This isn’t even like half of the OCs I have, so you’re in for a doozy.
Dear Aunt Liza
It's been 10 years since you were taken away from us so suddenly. I remember that Thursday February 13th, 2003. It was the afternoon, I was making letters for my friends for Valentine's day, when my mom rushed out the door without saying a word to me..
I knew then something was wrong, but I was only 11, I guess part of me wanted to finish the crafty work I was doing. When my mom got home, she was with my godmother, Rose, they both sat me down on the floor, holding my hand and stroking my hair when they broke the news to me - you were gone.
I wasn't 11 anymore. I was 3 years old thinking of the baby you just left behind, Kristina. I remember I spent the whole day crying and I didn't go to your funeral - I couldn't take it. I couldn't handle the fact that someone took you from us. Someone as amazing, charming, caring, creative like you.
Then the trials came along, we found out what happened, and I didn't want to know. I refused to know who did that to you. I'm supposed to remember the good things, and oh, how I do remember them..
Remember when we were at a gas station and you told me to turn the car on and I did and you were surprised? I was 9 or 10. Then we went for ice cream. I also remember how every time you were going out, you used to start painting your nails when you were about to leave.. what a mess.
Kristina was home visiting today, and she has your hands, she's also crafty like you and I (mom always says I have your side of the genes), also, Kristi is really tall (almost taller than me), she does the same "mmm" sound when she eats something really good like you used to do.
Everyone misses you. Hope you're great up there.
I love you & I miss you.