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My habitat would be the city. I feeds on everything -especialy anything that makes coke taste great!. Night is when I come to life and I rarely walk far from my burrow. In adition to writting I can also be seen drawing, fighting with my guitar, playing video games, reading, sulking alone and weaping for no apparent reason.
Turns out I still can't stand looking at my face. Say hello to little Anuciuss. It will be my face now. I love you all my demons!!!
Love of my life, Pouito
Pirouni, Pirounaki, Pirouna!
alright, I'm back...i think. I think i forgot a part of me by the coffee shop-i'll go get it. At least I got my eyeballs in place and working fine. Some of you shall have commentums.
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