"First of all, no. Secondly. . .what are you insinuating ?"

"I have no idea. So do tell me."

"Kill her. Do it."

// 👀

What? No. He killed a mosquito that was flying by

Good thing he's not a shade then.

If you're gonna kiss him, do it here.

"Malon has daddy issues, it seems."

"Don't worry about it."

"Sing a little louder. I can only hear you half way across Hyrule Field."

"I was being sarcastic, Milk Girl. Keep it down and I won't hear you or your business."

The moon was gorgeous tonight. Despair was alone, sitting down under a tree, staring up at it. Oh if only someone would be here to share it with him.

//You ever just. . .see someone doing something and just gag. Like ew, cmon. Anyway. It's uh 8:30 am. I. . haven't slept at all last night and thought I'd be able to but can't. I have responses to do but am in a state of physically I'm here, mentally I'm not. So bare with me.

Mercury for the ink. Poison to most, but not him. Call it lame, but he uses that when writing his poems, which he stores in a diary that he keeps. No one ever read one and he keeps them to himself, in hopes he can share them one day to another soul. For now, he writes.

"That's what she said."

//Man. Fucking sucks that I lost complete contact with that one person. Now I have no idea if they're still on twitter or not and thus can't talk to them again.