Ahem.

Haha~
Hey guys.
How are you? I'm like... Awesome as usual you know! XD.
But I have another story!

Today, I was walking around. And England fainted right in front of me...
I realized what he meant to me.




The manipulative bastard.
He never even cared for a moment about my pain or me. All he has done is control me, use me, and then dump me. Some "ROMANTIC" partner huh?
Yeah.
I've heard that rumor.
And I've squashed it with the heel of my combat boot. (The one on the right, to be exact.)
What fucking drugs were these idiots on?!

He is like my father, you assholes. Yeah, he found me. But then he fuckin' raised me. I would never even want to come three inches near his smug, little prissy face.

What makes you think that I would ever want to fuck that bastard?!
Hell no.


He can be cool at times, but he is... and always will be, a manipulative prick that couldn't get over the fact that I am awesomer. (Though his music and his old novels are pretty bad-ass.)

The bitch.


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Hahahaha~! Okay, I'll see you guys later.


((At least we got that out of the way...
Alfred... Doesn't like Arthur in that way.

Sorry if this offends anyone.
Alfred has no censor when his little brother isn't around.))