The Domain of Rubeus and QUEEN BERYL?!

Kissed her ass before, nothing new I guess.

So, me and Beryl went to make some new friends at some weird Sailor Moon community but got BALEETED? I mean, I'm sort of hurt. It seemed like a nice hang-out.

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Yeah.. well, I guess it was FUN-CHANS for a while and stuff but then some idiot came and wrecked it all. Shame. I was even feeling some weird thing going on with Beryl, there.. yeah, she's pretty attractive how she speaks in that bold font online, in real life.. every word she says is pretty much a -DEVILISH- ear orgasm, so you can imagine how fun it is for her old Universe-is-mine-when-I-get-more-energy-for-Negaverse clause.

WHAT'S COOLER THAN BEIN' COOL?

THIS IS BERYL.

Today I was gracefully walking through a town, waiting to kill someone who annoyed me. I stepped on a hobo for the fun of it... if his penis wasn't so flacid, he definitely would have got off on the sight of me...

Then! What did I see?

Your mom! Yes, YOUR mom. I know exactly who you are, reading this. Your mom was coming on to me.

And I, being the queen of the Negaverse, and damn hot to boot, had to decline her offer.

The hobo had gotten my shoes messy.

I LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER.
Oh, and Beryl's using my journal for some reason, I guess.

Hey biaches. This is Beryl.

WORD TO YOUR MOTHER.

Rubeus is getting his groove on, oh yes.

MY TOE - MY TOE!

I was about to register an AIM name on the internet here when this bitch is all up in my face for posting shit about her.. seriously, she's got no control at all when she's pissed up and I don't stand a chance here. When she gets up in your face with those bitty fangs and glaring eyes, you don't know what's what.. so I usually just lip read or play it by ear.

She's walking around in a laced little pair of red panties, and asking me if I can see a tuft or two around her crotch. I wish someone would tell her this is -SUCH- a turn off.. men don't want to check out a girl and her shaved crotch without buying them a drink or seven, but she doesn't get it.

She's living in her little bitchy Queen of Darkness mode tonight, so I'll let her have her glory days back. Who could blame her? ... I think I'm going to watch a movie, I need some space and she's whining because I never took a message from her ex-boyfriend earlier.. I'm suprised a guy with claws like that can operate a phone, but whatever.. not my business. Each to his own, I guess.. and my own is finishing this bottle of JD before she does.

Down the hatch... my old friend..

[ BALEETED?! ]