mythopoeics

Seeing fat people not only eat, but also lick the grease off their fingers, is nauseating. I nearly threw up my lunch earlier. No one can tell me otherwise.

[ filter; war ]
Feeling any better these days?

( Left for Min-sik with no signature. Just taped to the door of where he lives )

[ooc: I got the poem from here]

Personal success is so very satisfying, isn't it? What a first it was for someone to buy four of my paintings in one go. Will anyone ever top that, I wonder. Hmmm.

And once again, I'm looking for female models. Two in particular, as I've lost two due to relocation. Selfish whores. Let me know, and we'll meet.

[ filter; agrat ]
Dinner this week, darling? I'm feeling generous.

[ filter; tarek ]
I've been wondering~

[ Why she'd been plagued with such bad cooking luck, she didn't know. The oil had been safe at first, she figured, but when she spilled some of it onto her hand and shrieked loud enough for the neighbors to hear, she understood that somewhere down the line, karma had it in for her. ]

i will have some difficulty posting for some days, but i think i am quiet enough anyway?

[ filter; brothers | language: korean ]
i burned myself last night but please don't worry! please come visit though?

[When he had discovered the poem, Ittan-momen felt himself grow still and cold. What had they seen? What did they know? And were they serious at all? Or was this just a prank? Maybe it was just a silly trick. Unless it was someone from his past who he had forgotten and now was obsessed with him.

His life better not become an episode of Criminal Minds. Any which way, the other individual was deranged despite what the odd poem said and he wanted them caught. They couldn't know what he was, for their own good if they were serious.]

Someone is playing a game with me! And it could be a bad game, a very bad game for me. That or I'm legitimately being stalked, in which case I'm buying a gun if I can.