Short Story / True Confessions
My name is seemingly unimportant to you. It is irrelevant to the world - and as for you, a single note that you might call me by happens to be Taco.It's a random item that I quite enjoy going by; among others that do not belong in your possession. As for me, I'm a very odd person. I enjoy anything dealing with Asia or Germany, Butt-rainbows, Yaoi, Furry related things, emoticons, writing, and crapping my pants from too many doses of Amnesia: The Dark Descent. I am a major animal freak. One of my friends told me about when they gave their cat a bath, claiming that she didn't mind the water but disliked the blow dryer, in which I gave a in-depth explanation the most likely why the cat had done so. So, when I say animal nerd - I mean a major nerd, I'm not just saying that for "fun-see's". I quite enjoy Japan, and the over-use of emoticons. If you really can't deal with a random person that can just as easily become depressed as hyper and tends to blurt out odd things or quickly change subjects, I suggest running. A psychopathic person like TACO isn't the type of being that tolerates jerks that hate on her personality. The bashing of how she acts on the internet is even less enjoyable - and someone as hormonal as TACO with such a paranoid, pessimistic outlook on life defiantly isn't a creature to bicker with.
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