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About Fukuoka

But ugh, the judgy pricks—makes me wanna scream, “R2-D2, where are you?” They’re all, “Oh, she’s trash,” and I’m like, BITCH, she’s survivin’! In *Her*, that line, “I’m yours and I’m not yours”—whores get that deep. They’re free, but trapped, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when folks don’t see the layers. Like, chill, Karen, she’s not stealin’ your man—she’s just eatin’!

Yamato Kozuki

Rowan 20 they/he/its assigned zoro kin at convention requests: closed but leaving ask box open for interaction.

Finally, I hop on, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between this dude who smells like he just ran a marathon and a lady with a million shopping bags. I’m thinking, “Great, just great.” But then, I spot this cute little kid with a giant ice cream cone. I mean, who doesn’t love ice cream? It made me smile, at least.

Yamato Drummers – Hito no Chikara: The Power of Human Strength