I love Sonic the hedgehog, AKA Olgilvie Maurice Hedgehog. He's so cute, he's the only man I could ever want to kiss. Though it's normal to have a absurd attraction to him due to his silly nature. It isn't gay, I swear, it's a normal attraction. Not a gay one. He is just so pretty, and cool. I know he's my rival, but who doesn't have a attraction to their mortal enemy? I love Sonic so much, if I could I would marry him with a Sonic ring. I talk about Sonic the hedgehog daily, and get giddy and stim every time, without fail. He's a amazing hedgehog, a very kissable one at that. He's like SpiderMan, I'm like Deadpool, so that means meant to be. It isn't gay if it's meant to be. We're like Mario and Bowser, which are mortal enemies. We're like Riba Adurice and Alice Adurice, which is a straight couple, but still enemys. I have plenty of proof that I am meant to be with Sonic the Hedgehog, in a very straight-non-homosexual way. I swear, it isn't gay.

+rep fellow cat enjoyer, when I was~

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“Like the good ol' days after 9/11” -Sundowner

Memories broken, the truth goes unspoken I've even forgotten my name I don't know the season or what is the reason I'm standing here holding my blade A desolate place (place) Without any trace (trace) It's only the cold wind I feel It's me that I spite as I stand up and fight The only thing I know for real There will be blood (blood) shed (shed) The man in the mirror nods his head The only one (one) left (left) Will ride upon the dragon's back Because the mountains don't give back what they take Losing my identity Wondering, "Have I gone insane?" To find the truth in front of me I must climb this mountain range Looking downward from this deadly height and never realizing why I fight.

Standing here, I realize you were
Just like me trying to make history.
But who's to judge the right from wrong.
When our guard is down I think we'll both agree.
That violence breeds violence.
But in the end it has to be this way.
I've curved my own path, you've followed your wrath;
But maybe we're both the same.
The world has turned, and so many have burned.
But nobody is to blame.
It's tearing across this barren wasted land.
I feel new life could be born beneath
The blood stained sand.