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Mr.W.'s Profile

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Name: Mr.W.
Location: Home
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Mon, 02 Jun 2014
Membership: Member

Personal Bio
That moment when you realize just how empty your life is. Greetings all, My name is Mr.W. and I follow the path of Alchemy. If you have any questions you are free to ask but know there is only so much I can help with over the internet. Also I know a lot about mythological creatures, mainly dragons, so ya I guess if you need any help with that or if you have any questions send me a message.Also don't get offended if I don't reply right away.I do have a tendency to be rude when agitated so ya I apologize in advance. This is a remake of my other account Mr.W since I was gagged for some reason. Root: under-active (-6%) Sacral: under-active (-44%) Navel: open (12%) Heart: under-active (-56%) Throat: open (38%) Third Eye: open (44%) Crown: open (25%) "To them I am simply an object from the past that they wish will disappear. Then why do I exist? Why am I alive? When I thought about this I could find no answer. But as you live you need a reason otherwise its the same as being dead. I then came to this conclusion, I exist to kill every human besides myself. Fighting only for myself, living only for myself. If you think that everybody else simply exists to allow you to experience that feeling, nothing is better than that world. As long as there are people in this world for me to kill and continue to feel the joy of living my existence will not vanish." -Gara "Heart? You damn humans speak so easily of the heart, almost as if it were in the palm of your hand. These eyes of mine reflect everything, there is nothing they cannot perceive. If it cannot appear in my eyes then it does not exist. I have come to fight under that assumption. What is this 'Heart'? If I tear open your chest, will I see it inside? If i shatter your skull, will I see it there?" -Ulquiorra Schiffer "Kill a man, one is a murderer; Kill a million, a conqueror; Kill them all, a God." Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and perhaps so are you. But the roses have wilted, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty, your wrists are stained red. The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear; there's no silver lining cause you're no longer here. Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight, you're laying there frozen, so far from the light. Your beauty's unreal, your smile the sun, but time can't be turned nor your actions undone. The words that you wrote that only I read, "I love you so much; please don't cry when I'm dead." A bond that we formed, a love that ran deep, a pain that we shared; a friend I could keep. I wanted to hold you, wipe the tears from your eyes; been there the moment you said your goodbye. I want to forget but most times I don't, I want to let go, but know that I won't. Tears on my face, memories burned in my head; the roses have wilted, the violets are dead. MOTHERLY COMFORT Rest easy my child, For the monsters cannot see you here. With their hands that strangle, And wands that blast. Rest easy my child, For the monsters cannot see you here. They pollute their environment, And destroy the creator's world. Rest easy my child, For the monsters cannot see you here. Stay in the corner, Or behind the chair. Stay under the bed, Or in the dark closet. Rest easy my child, For the human monsters cannot see you here.