Author has written 12 stories for Final Fantasy VII, Xenosaga, Legend of Zelda, Final Fantasy VIII, Mario, Kingdom Hearts, and SpongeBob SquarePants.
Totally on a hiatus right now. Despite it being summer break, I'm currently occupied with other matters. This may end up turning into a permanent hiatus. But in the meantime, you can watch my writing livejournal, claudaux, and read whatever else I have.
I'm not abandoning Awakening, because I hate to leave things unfinished; though I've ran out of inspiration, I think in enough time it will be updated. Just look at my journal for updates; I can't promise anything.
Much love. Hope you guys like lyrics~
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes. Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. Everybody gets there and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her. Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows. I want to go where everyone feels the same. I never said I'd leave the city, I never said I'd leave this town. A falling out we won't tiptoe about.
For a second I'll be the fashion police. And I'm just looking at your garms. You've been on too many catalogue sprees. With your grannyfied curtain designs. You're hurting my eyes. You really should revise your dress sense before you walk on by. I'm kinda mixed up in this disco inferno. Baggy jeans and a tight top. Lemonade and Pernod. I'm sticking out like a sore thumb but I ain't concerned though. No uh oh oh oh, boogieeeee. Fling on an Adidas hoodie and just boogie woogie with me. Or you can just put on your dancing shoes. And get loose can you, get loose can you. So I was up in this tendy bar mingling. My keys around my neck were jingling. And you was looking at me like it was my bling. You were staring at me like to say I was ginger. I was dishing out the same dirty looks trust me you're the minger. Err, who's she, who's that, who's her? The bouncer was approaching me coz I was dressed really inappropriately. No hoods, no hats, no this, no that. Let's roll uh oh oh oh, out. Why not cut up all your old clothes and make a quilt so I can wrap myself up when I'm feeling cold. Why not dash your ugly boots on the fire and burn them down to charcoal. If you're not feeling the way that your brethern is dressin' don't be stressin' send them in my direction please. Black shoes white socks, no uh oh. Polka dots, no uh oh. Flowery frocks, no uh oh. Just boogie woogie woogie with me.
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