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Nnf.

Status report, organization.

Axel. Did you not hear the first sentence of what I just said. Were you daydreaming about sucking on a stick of sea salt ice cream, winking at Roxas, and thinking you're clever again?

Surgery this, sucking dicks that, anal that wasn't thought through this, I think everyone has apparently stopped giving two shits about getting their hearts back but me. Am I right here? Did somewhere along the way of this organization, everyone decided it'd be much more fulfilling to throw themselves down the stairs and pretend to be 14 year old girls on the internet?

But I don't want to just pretend anymore! Once I'm a real woman, I'll focus on getting a heart again. Promise~♥

Don't ever fucking do that again. Good god. You dot your I's with hearts, don't you? You do. Are you writing a daily journal about how bras are itchy and asking god what's happening to your body? You are, aren't you? Then you finish off with an entry about how cute some boy named Brad is and how you're too shy to ask him to the winter festival dance.

You just know me so well~♥

I am going to have Saix kill you. Then I'm going to hope he knows how to sew, because he's going to turn your skin into a throw rug.

Nyaa~~ Superior-chan so mean~!

...Did you just say 'chan'? Did you call me 'superior-chan'? Not only that, but you also said 'Nyaa', and used no less than THREE TILDES in ONE SENTENCE.

That's it. I'm going to kill you myself, put the remains in a cup, atomize it, sterilize it, flash freeze it, put it in a rocket, and have it sent to fucking alpha centauri so not one goddamn atom of your faggotry will be part of this planet again.

Man, you're hilarious.

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