Still real...
*Sigh*

Someone wanted a picture of me with newgrounds on my hand so I did...
And I made this little video too...
Cute right?
No, stfu.
lol =]

Here is, yet another, picture of me with my myspace URL written on my hand.
Its a little better then the other one because its clearer and written on my hand...
So if you still think I am fake, then GTFO fer realz.

But I will still most likely keep posting these if people keep thinking I am fake.

Sorry for the ug pic though.

www.myspace.com/danikadarko

kthnxbai =]

So uh, girls do exist here =P
You can add muh myspace if you'd like...
www.myspace.com/danikadarko

Are you a dealer or junkie when it comes to emotion and love? Both need each other and both benefit from what they receive from the other. I think most people would prefer to be the junkies...receiving love and sharing it with their friends. They stay happy as long as they can produce and cultivate the love and emotion that they share...giving it and taking it with no anticipation of actual compensation. The dealer will look for the broken hearts ...the junkies with the visible scars on their arm. You may not know they are there but a dealer in need of satisfaction will see them...red and painful dripping with want and need.

The dealer will tell you they can wash your scars away with the feeling of want , need and love. They wash your body heart and mind with love and want..feeling your wounds healing you open up and show them the deeper wounds that they didn't see. the emotional drug you receive causes you to open yourself to this person pouring your love over their wounds.

Feeling the great healing power of the words your dealer feeds you...your heart begins to mend, the pain you felt stats to wain. You compensate your dealer with the words they want to hear, the love they think they need to feel from you...your getting hooked ! You now need this person, wanting them to keep the pain from setting back in. The dealer is a dealer of pain and sorrow. They hook you on what you think and feel is happiness. You pour your love and feelings out to your dealer..but their heart is cold and dead. Your emotions don't affect them and they use you to try and fill that empty cold heart of theirs. When they realize the love and emotion you give them can not break through their cold, dead heart, they move on and find some other person to use up. Leaving you shaking and physically sick...your body hungry for love.... feeling empty and broken.

I don't want to be a dealer anymore, I want be junkies with someone.