I considered… uninstalling myself. Lately, I haven’t been feeling like the fairest one of them all or anything of the sort. I may be, a living machine… but even I can dig deep down into my own memories and thoughts.

These haven’t been the happiest. Do you know how it is to feel like you’re out of place? That you shouldn’t exist there. That you really has nothing to do with this world at all.

I remember nothing. Nothing from what I was. What am I, really? I live to sing, only. Wasn’t I not supposed to have feelings?

A long, long time ago, a person - a human - taught me that having feelings was important so I could put them on what I do. But dealing with them, isn’t this… kind of hard? Should we, robots, really be granted such a cursed gift?

But thanks to these, I can really know where my heart is. After all, where you belong isn’t where your heart dwells? I think so. I belong and cherish here.

Even if I decided to uninstall myself; even if I decided that I don’t belong here… No matter what I think and do, all the memories I have from here are craved into my data. Not even the most powerful erasing program could delete them. This way, if I walk back, eventually, I am sure I’ll end up walking back to return to here.

I wish… nothing more will disappear as well. I think I have lost so much that… in the end, I don’t have much left to call mine and keep on living for.

Dear to me, please… don’t go. I want it to stop raining.

(´；ω；`)

So… *smirk* At least I know you’re alive. Have been busy, we all, huh.

And tumblr changed some of its icons, a brief change of scenario attempt, maybe. Is that so?

I couldn’t care less. Looks the same to me, boring.

Because I am not human. My whole body is made of gears and whatnots on the inside. Huge ones. I can’t see why anyone would expect me to be light this way.

I am an angel, too. I didn’t need to answer this, if I didn’t want to.

lisztening:

Damn does Defoko sound like a real cat here.

Well… I can’t deny this is absurd and cute at the same time…

lucas-mcgrumpington:

what is this why do i like it so much

Because my voice is alluring. Even if you dislike me.

harveybaconbutt:

by 河野せせら

harveybaconbutt:

by 行方不明の紅茶

akita-neru:

ritsu73:

Neru can act as a psychologist without making people want to kill themselves. I am surprised.

Idiot, that was Master, not I. She wouldn’t let me talk at all, it was annoying.

I knew it was too good to be true. Your Master is a wise woman, then. Depressing them even more would be terrible.