yukoUchiha15

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WHEN U R READING THIS DONT STOP OR SOMETHING BAD WILL HAPPEN! MY NAME IS SUMMER I AM 15 YEARS OLD i have BLONDE HAIR ,MANY SCARS no NOSE OR EARS.. I AM DEAD. IF U DONT COPY THIS JUST LIKE FROM THE RING, COPY N POST THIS ON 5 MORE SITES.. OR.. I WILL APPEAR ONE DARK QUIET NIGHT WHEN UR NOT ExPECT...

So,I'm working extremely hard on my manga drawing and I bought myself another how to draw book.Its by the people of Shojo Beat.It made me want to start completely over with my drawing,but that doesnt mean I will get rid of my old work.You will see revised versions of my already posted work. &...

I'm probably not gonna log on for about 5-6 days due to going on vacation.If they have internet connection where I'm going,I will try and check back as much as I possibly can.Wish me luck and hope that I don't die from lack of technology -_-(lol)Send me messages while im gone if you want to,I'd ...

Its not all that sad,but it frustrates me.I saved lots of drawings to my computer so that i could post them.Today(5/7/08) I was gonna post em but sadly the file size is too big.I have to find some way to fix this,any suggestions(besides redraw them)Post them in a comment for me.

I love reading this   Body: what each kiss means Body: Jan 6, 2008 7:01 PM Subject: what each kiss means Body: -Kiss on the Upperchest: I'm ready. - Kiss on the Forehead: We're cute together . - Kiss on the Cheek: We're friends. - Kiss on the Hand: I adore you. - Kiss on the N...

This was written long ago,so me wont hold it against u if u dont understand it,yes i did write it tho   You speak of happiness In a world long forgotten My bright eyes have darkened from to much time in my still short life You and i were more kindered than my true kin If i...

I wrote this poem long ago,so i wont hold it against u if u dont understand it.   You speak of happiness in a world long forgotten my bright eyes have darkened from to much time in my still short life You and i were more kindered than my true kin If i could call you mot...