|A full shot of my outfit. I love how this look; elegant yet surreal. And I look like a dolly~|
Silver falls on her skin
While starlight kisses her lashes.
Causing her body to glow
And her shadow to laugh.
A beautiful face
Mared by sorrow and isolation
A self-hate so deep
It consumes her unconcious mind.
And yet there is slavation
In the form of many
Including the shadow
That mocked her so.
Poem (c) Icy 2010
Current Residence: Yuko's shop as her student
Favourite genre of music: Pop, 80s, rock, J-Pop
Operating System: Microsoft FTW!
MP3 player of choice: Anything without an 'I' in front of it
Favourite cartoon character: Yuko Ichihara
Personal Quote: Just because you can't see them dosn't mean they aren't real.