Welcome to my endless enigma of pointless verbal ironies and useless information revolving around the existence of me, Itsu. Yes, I welcome you to Infinity. If you're scared, you needn't worry, I won't bite unless provoked otherwise...usually. Now enjoy your slow downward spiral toward the very core of my innermost being, well the psychotic section anyway.

Have fun.

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[Happy endings don't exist because the world keeps turning--
but you don't have to have an ending--
to be happy.]

[~We are all a little weird and
Life’s a little weird,
And when we find someone whose
Weirdness is compatible with ours,
We join up with them and fall in
Mutual weirdness and call it Love~
~Dr. Seuss~]

yo mah homegoobers, what be hangin

greetings minions.
what you up to?
i am not up to much, never am, le sigh...

oh my dear dear misguided hooman zombies, your all encompassing leader of humble narcissism is in the depths of the depths of despair...tis such a woeful state, sucking up everything and everyone, because being a whirlpool of entropy is makes perfect sense that random bystanders would be helpless to the maelstrom of myself since they are all obviously standing obnoxiously close to me o-o

i am trying, even though i truly do not want to and yet do...
drawings and writings are buzzing around my head, yearning to live..LIVE...i am the doctor frankenstein of artistic inspiration, the adam of my labors is a great creature in my brainses *flails pitifully*

the holidays have passed and your master did not wish anything upon you nor express any sort of things with regard to my own times and presents and suchness...because i am a lazy mistress of procrastination...

SO, have this belated piece of merry humorousness to ease your sorrows o 3o

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this adorable piece was by Dale Anderson

MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm....*slurps*

i have no life. i need a life.
y can i no has life? T_T

at least my house has food again.....ahhss, le sigh! *sluggish flailings around of bonelessness*

have this shiny shiny vid to ease your pain knowing of my cold, mustachioed shell, which of course causes you terrible terrible terrible inner traumas of woeful despair...but this..this shall begin your slow healing process:

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