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gogofigure: Name: Nozomu Itoshiki Anime: Zoku Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei Ah! Have I told you about the incredible gift my waifu has given to me? He is so precious I can’t stand it! ｡◕‿◕｡ Also, she has made an effort to get it, so… I can’t be more thankful! <3 I’ll take photos of my own nendoroid and present it to you. Ganbatte nee, Nozomu~chin!

gogofigure:

Name: Nozomu Itoshiki
Anime: Zoku Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei

Ah! Have I told you about the incredible gift my waifu has given to me?

He is so precious I can’t stand it! ｡◕‿◕｡

Also, she has made an effort to get it, so… I can’t be more thankful! <3

I’ll take photos of my own nendoroid and present it to you.

Ganbatte nee, Nozomu~chin!

(Fuente: dark-type)

Fucking crying over the end of Danshi Koukousei no Nichijou.

I’m an idiot.

Chidori…

Chidori…

adam-g0ntier asked : Regarding the defending sasuke post He did defect from the village, and betray them all, do terrible things Surely anger/suspicion on their part is justified?

I’m sorry but I really don’t get why everybody is offended because he defect the village. Sure, he left his birthplace, and? What’s the problem?
That fucking village made his brother Itachi do terrible things. It is the village and its people the ones who betrayed Sasuke and Itachi, not vice-versa.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. HOW THE HELL DO YOU DARE TO GOING STRAIGHT TO SASUKE AND TELL HIM YOU’RE GONNA KILL HIM. AND TELL HIM HE IS YOUR ENEMY. YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME.
WHAT HAS SASUKE DONE? HAS HE KILLED YOUR FAMILY? HAS HE DESTROYED YOUR LIVES? I DON’T THINK SO. HE HAS DONE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO YOU FUCKERS. BUT YOU HAVE DONE TO HIM. YOU ROBBED HIS FAMILY AWAY FROM HIM. YOU STOLE HIS HAPPINESS. YOU ARE FUCKING GUILTY OF HIS DISGRACE.

AND NOW, EVEN THOUGH ALL THIS, HE IS GOING TO FUCKING HELP YOU, AND YOU TREAT HIM LIKE A CRIMINAL. GO TO FUCKING HELL.

(Fuente: urameshi-kun)

buddycat2: This is poem 40 from Kyo’s second book of poetry, Zenryaku. Along with the previous poem, Organ in the Shade, this poem contains lyrics from the Dir en grey song Garbage from the album Withering to Death. The song’s lyrics make the masturbation angle a little more pronounced than do this poem’s lines. 喰路 排水溝に流れて行く僕の欠片無能な欠片の大盤振舞い僕の両手はあまりにも小さすぎる 何も掴めなしない アドレナリンアドレナリン自虐覚醒 アドレナリン笑笑真っ赤な唇笑う無能な欠片の大盤振舞い 僕の両手はあまりにも泥まみれ汗まみれ涙まみれ血まみれなんです 何も掴めてやしないんだよ 嫌い…大嫌い…死んでほしい…花びらゲームの数え唄 English: I retranslated this because some of the lines in the original English were downright baffling. The kanji “喰” for eat is very unrefined (read: vulgar), and also carries a lot of different meanings besides “eat.” Because I’m not sure what Kyo was going for with the title, I left the English title as previously translated. “Way,” in this case, means “route” or “road.” Eating way Flowing down the drain, pieces of myself A banquet of useless pieces My hands are too small I can’t grab anything Adrenaline adrenaline self-torture awakening adrenaline Smile smile dark red lips smile A banquet of useless pieces My hands are too mud-covered, sweat-covered, tear-covered, blood-covered I can’t grab anything at all I hate it… I really hate it… I want to die… Flower petal game counting song

buddycat2:

This is poem 40 from Kyo’s second book of poetry, Zenryaku. Along with the previous poem, Organ in the Shade, this poem contains lyrics from the Dir en grey song Garbage from the album Withering to Death. The song’s lyrics make the masturbation angle a little more pronounced than do this poem’s lines.

喰路

排水溝に流れて行く僕の欠片
無能な欠片の大盤振舞い
僕の両手はあまりにも小さすぎる

何も掴めなしない

アドレナリンアドレナリン自虐覚醒 アドレナリン
笑笑真っ赤な唇笑う
無能な欠片の大盤振舞い

僕の両手はあまりにも泥まみれ汗まみれ涙まみれ血まみれなんです

何も掴めてやしないんだよ

嫌い…
大嫌い…
死んでほしい…
花びらゲームの数え唄

English: I retranslated this because some of the lines in the original English were downright baffling. The kanji “喰” for eat is very unrefined (read: vulgar), and also carries a lot of different meanings besides “eat.” Because I’m not sure what Kyo was going for with the title, I left the English title as previously translated. “Way,” in this case, means “route” or “road.”

Eating way

Flowing down the drain, pieces of myself
A banquet of useless pieces
My hands are too small

I can’t grab anything

Adrenaline adrenaline self-torture awakening adrenaline
Smile smile dark red lips smile
A banquet of useless pieces

My hands are too mud-covered, sweat-covered, tear-covered, blood-covered

I can’t grab anything at all

I hate it…
I really hate it…
I want to die…
Flower petal game counting song