Hello there my dear readers, nya! it's so good to be writing again.
Heh, who would have ever thought that my brat would ever out live me? My brat who thinks art is transient, and I who knows that art is eternal.
It's kind of funny that I will become fleeting now.
If I had foreseen this I would have said "I love you" more often, but alas I can not go back and fix that mistake.
You had better not join me too soon, Deidara. I thought to my little brat, as I fall pathetic and defeated at the pink haired Konoha bitch's feet.
I hope you love again, brat. I think, and then everything is dark.
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