Writing introductions is a bit tedious so....just take a look at my first post if you want to know more....

....and if you get curious about the name of this World or my posts, check out the second one.

Winter 2010 Hetalia England and America/Ameriko cosplay pics

The frighteningly large hamburger...

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Getting possessive...

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The jacket picture...

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Foursome...

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Winter 2010 Hetalia England cosplay pics

Halloween England (Vampire costume)

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Chibirisu and Vampire England

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Gakuen England (me!)

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Punk England (also, me...)

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3 Brits (Chibirisu, England, and Iggyko)

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Military & Gakuen Englands

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Winter 2010 Gakuen Hetalia cosplay pics

Japan, France, England

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Japan, England, Spain, Prussia, France

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England and Prussia

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殴り合い

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Prussia, France, Japan, Ameriko, England

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Winter 2010 Hetalia General Cosplay pics

Group shot from the end of day 1

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Canada, England, and America

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Germany and Prussia

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Norway, Denmark, and Iceland

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Group shot from the middle of day 2

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Unleash The Beast

I am ridiculously angry right now. Like, seriously, it's ridiculous how angry I am. It's ridiculous that I'm even angry in the first place. It's one of those moments when I really wish my "wifey" or even my "mistress" was still around to talk to (or at least text) at any time of day or night. Just to snap me out of it and calm me down so I can sleep normally. I may have acquired a new "girlfriend" this week, but I think it's a bit soon to be bothering her w/my rage problems so....I write...

You think someone knows you, and then...you think they know how you would react in certain situations, how you would feel about things, not everything, they're not mind readers you know, but you think at least, at least, those certain things that are REALLY NOT OK with you, those things you think they know...

And then you remember they're fucking clueless about everything involving other people.

And that's not the half of it.

I'm much less mad at my idiot big brother (b/c after all, let's face it, he is just my idiot big brother, he can't help the way he is...) than I am at his....friend? drinking buddy? little boy he hangs around with b/c there's no one better in town?

they all fit I guess...

1. Don't talk about me to my big brother to find out if I might let you hang out with me instead of talking to me yourself.

2. DON'T ask him for my email, especially when I've given you like 18 different chances to ask me for it yourself.

3. AND DON'T wait until 11pm to ask him to text me b/c you weren't drunk enough to have the courage before then.

I do not have time for wishy-washy, nervous little boys.

OH, AND (4.) DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING COME TALKING TO ME LIKE WE'RE FRIENDS WHEN NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND AND THEN ACT SCARED OF ME WHEN THEY ARE. IT'S ANNOYING. (Not to mention, it makes you look like a giant loser.)

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the girlfriend

I really want to post more (a loooot more) about 冬コミ but I knew I had to get that out of my system...Eh....I'll probably end up texting the new gf about some of it tomorrow if I'm not feeling better when I wake up, but dammit...I really didn't want this kind of headache before bedtime.

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The weak are allowed to congregate. I want to be weak. If that's impossible, at least give me someone as strong as I am.