(May 14, 2011 at 4:21 pm)JohnDG Wrote: Why are we making statements about somebody who never existed? My pet rock is black, because I glued an afro on him.
Ah, I at least am making fun the fictional character. Kind of like making fun of Harry Potter.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
