Hey, fellow Anime/Manga lovers! It's TheDarkAngel here! AKA Yosei! WooT!

So, here's my World Page designed especially for me. For those of you who aren't familiar with me, I'm an aspiring Manga-ka (at least in my own mind) and I enjoy many things in life, including, but not limited to: sword-fights, squirrels, lingual jokes, shiny rocks, and strawberries.

Also, I was born in Texas, but raised in Montana. No, I don't ride horses, or boil water over a campfire to heat it, and as a matter of fact, I hate Westerns! I don't have an accent (y'all) and I don't wear a ten-gallon cowboy hat with chaps. I'm a normal, everyday average citizen of America... who wishes he were somewhere else. XD I'm also agnostic, so don't come preaching to me about anything, okies? And, I won't throw you down a well, okies? Yay! Friends!!!

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"You have to be realistic about terrorism. Certain groups of people, certain groups, Muslim fundamentalists, Christian fundamentalists, Jewish fundamentalists, and just plain guys from Montana, are going to continue to make life in this country very interesting for a long, long time."

~George Carlin

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Or, check out our DeviantArt page [Shiro-Jinja] that Angelo (Fai no Tenshi) and I share!

Well, hope you enjoy your visit and sayonara for now! ^_^

~Yosei (TheDarkAngel)

My current obsession:

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Stress... who invited you?

My mom and sister are fighting.

I miss my dad.

We thought mom's car was fixed. It's not. Got her hopes up, then the car died in town and we had to have it towed.

Now, the mom and sister are fighting because the sister really wants to get her way and not have to walk and ride the bus for school. But, mom recently got the best time slots for work, she'd be home earlier... take an earlier lunch... it'd be healthier for her diabetes...

And the sister is just selfish.

Well, I'm gonna go do more job-searching. Anyone interested in commissioning me?


AKA Shiro

Hey, guys~

So, my dad left for Wisconsin today. We'll see him again around Christmas.

Otherwise, we'll see him as often as possible on Skype. So far, my mom and dad are my only friends there. But, that's okay, because I will only use it to talk to any family. I don't think I wanna talk to anyone else as it is. Maybe some IRL friends. We'll see.

For whatever reason, the boyfriend can't understand the importance of Skype for my parents. But, dad's gonna be gone for 3 years and we'll only see him on holidays, really. Any face-to-face contact will be wholesomely welcomed.

*sigh* Whatever.

I have an appointment with my Diabetes Doctor tomorrow. I hope it goes well...


No. 6, Episode 11 (The Final Episode)

I cried.
So hard.

Omigawd, what a BEAUTIFUL anime with a SPECTACULAR ending! TTwTT

No spoilers for anyone. Just go watch the series. It's short; only 11 episodes.

Episode 1: http://sky7anime.net/anime-tv/no.-6-episode-1

It's in Japanese with English subtitles.
Omigawds, watch it if you haven't...
I'm still crying! QwQ


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Watashi ni Otanjoubi Omedetou...ne? [EDIT]

Yep, it's my birthday. I hit the big 22 today. First of all, a big thank you to all of you who sent me a gift and/or signed my portfolio. I'm thrilled that people remember me. But, your wishes were wasted. Today was a repeat ...

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It's a lie.

I'm tired.

I'm tired of the guessing and the tip-toe walking. I'm tired that you're always tired. I'm tired of the guilt-trips and pressure.

You're acting like nothing's wrong.
Everything is wrong.

You insult my family. By extension, you insult me. By further extension, you're insulting yourself.
Or, are you trying to stress that connection?

I'm not a mind-reader. If something is wrong, I wish you would tell me. With words. Not actions. Not by trying to undo my belt when I'm not looking. Not by sulking when I tell you "No," even if your day has been awful.

We said we would communicate better than our friends did. Promised we wouldn't let that happen to us.
So, how come when I say hello, you log out?
When I say good-bye, you just grunt?

You hug me tight like you're afraid to let go. Yet, you hold me at arm's length. Why? What are you trying to protect me from? Protect yourself from?

I can't grow closer and understand you better if you create barriers or stay silent.
I know you feel guilty. I do, too.

But, I wish guilt wasn't driving you.
I wish you would open your eyes and see me standing here, ready to help.

I don't CARE.
I DON'T care.
I don't care.
And... that's a lie.