Ranma X Ryoga Doujinshi

First, add "I'm a/an" on your title, then add the rest of the 答案 on as 你 do the questions.

Tag 20 people including the person who tagged you.

What color/kind of socks are 你 wearing?

[ ] Red = loud

[ ] Green = stupid

[ ] None = freaky

[ ] Fuzzy = gorgeous

[ ] Yellow = innocent

[ ] Purple = a little too happy

[ ] Black = emo

[ ] Stripes = funny

[ ] Gray = skanky

[ ] 粉, 粉色 = preppy

[ ] Light blue = sweaty

[ ] Other = hot

[ ] White = sexy



What kind of pants are 你 wearing?

[ ] Shorts = cutie

[ ] Skirt/skort = skank

[ ] Corduroy = faggot homosexual

[ ] Tight jeans...

He flashed me a fake smile. He showed fake affection.
Nothing was real.

I wanted to slap him. Break down and scream "show me how 你 really feel, not the actions 你 were told to preform." I hated him. I loved him. I was afraid of him. I felt feeble when I was near him, like I was nothing. Just a speck on the windshield of his car called Life. But nonetheless, he would pull me into his arms when no one was around... when the lights had gone out... and press his lips onto mine without order-- like he wanted to. But I told myself that was all a lie. It all was. Somewhere above, God was drawing...