Author has written 13 stories for Pokémon, Tokyo Mew Mew, Spirited Away, Naruto, Sky High, Phantom of the Opera, Harry Potter, Inuyasha, and Shaman King.
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From Curtain call the final act by paws belles, the best line ever! I was laughing for ages:
The Uchiha clan was famous for producing three basic kinds of personalities after all; those who were truly unemotional (i.e. Uchiha Itachi), those who appeared to be born with a perpetual short fuse (i.e. Uchiha Obito) and those who seemed to be unemotional but when all else fails would throw a tantrum of unimaginable proportions and could hold grudges like no tomorrow (i.e. Uchiha Sasuke, and some even say Uchiha Madara AKA the Granddaddy of all Uchiha, who never quite lived it down when he had his behind soundly kicked by the Shodaime).
From Love,Lust and Draco Malfoy. This is a wierd line.
"He'd been taught to inflict torture and enjoy it, to disregard the pleas of the lower people… Hell, he'd even been taught knitting once."
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WHAT A KISS MEANS
Kiss on the stomach = "I'm ready"
Kiss on the Forehead = "I hope we're together forever"
Kiss on the Ear = "You're my everything"
Kiss on the Cheek = "We're friends"
Kiss on the Hand = "I adore you"
Kiss on the Neck = "we belong together"
Kiss on the Shoulder = "I want you"
Kiss on the Lips = "I love you"
A rendition of Theodore Roethke's poem "Dolour"
I have known the standstill sadness of sanity
Neat in your mind, dolour of ideas and concepts
All the misery of seeing them slip away so easily
Desolation in being the last one to understand
Lonely reception in an empty library at 11:00 on Friday
The Unalterable pathos of unintended, awkward isolation
Ritual of note-taking, highlighting, forgetting everything
Endless duplication of apologies and excuses,
for grades that don't measure your true ability
And I have seen dust from shelves piled high with books
barely existent, still alive, yet slowly dying
Almost invisible, no one sees you trying
Dropping a harsh look with delicate eyebrows
Glazing an expectation of shame,
the standard look on your face now
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