For the love of God. I have seen too much things going on in just the span of a week and a half but if you have a problem with someone don’t go spouting it to people. I really honestly just want everyone to get along. Why is it so hard? It’s not. If you have a problem with someone don’t go running your mouth about it to everyone. When it gets to the point to where there are people suffering at the hands of your words you need to stop. This isn’t directed at anyone in particular it’s just something that I’ve honestly been seeing around far too much. I’m surprised I even have to say anything at this point.


So since it needs to be said here’s a list of things that I’ve been seeing lately that are definitely NOT OKAY.

  • Don’t vague blog. It’s petty and ugly.
  • Don’t go slandering people especially if you don’t know what’s going on in their life and can’t have a civil conversation about it.
  • Don’t send hate to people.
  • Don’t force things on people without asking people.
  • Don’t manipulate/guilt trip people.

I just really needed to write this down because these are all things I’ve been seeing way too much of in the span of a week in a half. I hate seeing anyone suffering and in pain. Please, please, I’m begging you please just be considerate of people’s feelings. I absolutely adore everyone here and seriously I’m sick of seeing people hurt.

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“Where the hell is Miyuki?” Kuromochi flops on the chair–Miyuki’s chair–in defeat, an exasperated sigh on his lips, “Why the hell isn’t he in his own room?”

The older Kominato offers him a small smile, a smile that can mean absolutely anything and provides no explanation whatsoever. “I’m sure he is occupied,” he says flatly, yet making sure he stresses the last word as he speaks.

“It’s not the first time we’re in his room, while he’s not,” Yuuki offers in his usual calm rationality, “although I’d like revenge on that shogi game from yesterday.”

Kuramochi just rolls his eyes at that and as he opens his mouth to retort, the door opens.

Sawamura walks in, inherently quieter than his usual obnoxious entrance, his eyes darting up and down around the room and–is he avoiding Kuramochi?

“I’m sorry I’m late, I–I was doing… stuff,” he says, voice going high and rough, an awkward laugh attached at the end.

His hair is a mess–more so than usual that is–it’s sticking up in all kinds of directions, his clothes oddly ruffled, his t-shirt upside down, the label visible at the back of his neck. He looks like he went to war, then came back and Kuramochi gets the feeling that not asking about it would be his best choice of action.

His line of thinking seems to prove itself just mere seconds later, as Miyuki walks in behind Sawamura, looking no less disheveled and announces with the smuggest of faces Kuramochi has yet seen on him, “I’m stuff.”

Sawamura yelps at that then jabs him in the ribs, looking a mixture of totally embarrassed and absolutely outraged, his face colouring in deep crimson almost instantaneously. 

“Jesus fucking christ,” Kuramochi wails, slapping a palm across his face. Whatever he did wrong in his previous life, he’ll get to pay for all of it with those two around it seems.

  • Socialism:You have 2 cows and you give one to your neighbor.
  • Communism:You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and gives you some milk.
  • Fascism:You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and sells you some milk.
  • Bureaucratism:You have 2 cows; the Government takes both, shoots one, milks the other and throws the milk away..
  • Traditional Capitalism:You have 2 cows. You sell one and buy a bull. You herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
  • Matthew Daddario:Keeps his cows all to himself. Also shows up at your door every morning to ask if he can say good morning to your cows. Then does the same for the rest of the neighborhood.