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Ya all want a post tomorrow?

I'm ordering an RX 580 graphics card for less than $80, sounds sketchy doesn't it?

October 28th... The day i was born.

But not just that... There's something else... Something animators celebrate on October 28th...

HAPPY WORLD ANIMATION DAY EVERYONE!!!

GREETINGS!!!

What's on my mind?

Death... Sadness... Loneliness... Darkness... Silence... Emptiness...

Why do I always have to be the positive one?

This...

Made a art thing

I FINNALY GOT MINECRAFT PREMIUM, kind of sad... but at least I do!

Skin Maker Studios® Website News:

• Created
• Built to 36%
• Animated to 12%
• Phone version Broken

 I'm now the Hero for Mine-Imator Forums! 

Well, I think it's hot enough and it's summer so what about I change my Pfp to the Summer version?

I'm not sure why I'm suddenly sad all of a sudden where did this random wave come from? My insides feel fake, my fingers feel like there is a continual waxy substance on them, and it feels like there is a viscous fluid in my chest cavity that is restricting my breathing. But here's the strange thing, You know how when you stop crying, your skin feels fuzzy, mushy, and weak? Well, that's how I've felt all day. I also had really intense Anxiety. And before you ask, I have no intention of hurting myself in any manner, doing so just makes things worse. Most likely, it's simply my Anxiety acting up once again as it waits for something truly terrible to occur or even or even watting to die... but absolutly nothing happens.

I'm not sure why I'm suddenly sad all of a sudden where did this random wave come from? My insides feel fake, my fingers feel like there is a continual waxy substance on them, and it feels like there is a viscous fluid in my chest cavity that is restricting my breathing. But here's the strange thing, You know how when you stop crying, your skin feels fuzzy, mushy, and weak? Well, that's how I've felt all day. I also had really intense Anxiety. And before you ask, I have no intention of hurting myself in any manner, doing so just makes things worse. Most likely, it's simply my Anxiety acting up once again as it waits for something truly terrible to occur or even or even watting to die... but absolutly nothing happens.

Breaking News! I'm ranking II in my school after the hard as hell of the exams!

So Today I went to see some files on my Elizabeth (My Laptop for those who don't know) and I accidently pressed the uninstallation thingy...

Like I could still stop it, but it gave me a Heart attack so I decided to just delete it, and nothing happened, all worked as it should be, like I do recommend this for others who know how to de-install programs manually, but else, don't try this at home!

Bye Bye deinstallation pack and hello free forever program.

Random Guy: *cough* *cough*

WHO WAS THAT!? Dare to do that again and I'll destroy your Mine-imator, watch out, I know how to do it!

I AM BACK! and my holiday was... Well great but I lost my red shoes, and my red watch

I AM BACK! and my holiday was... Well great but I lost my red shoes, and my red watch

I AM BACK! and my holiday was... Well great but I lost my red shoes, and my red watch

Math at first grade: 1+10=11.

Math at 7th grade: 2/8 : (-5+3) - -30 : (10 . x3) - 23 =....

Math at first grade: 1+10=11.

Math at 7th grade: 2/8 : (-5+3) - -30 : (10 . x3) - 23 =....

Leaked C̸̛̛̛̩̪͉̮̗̹͎̩͗̑̈́͑̈́̔̔̆̅͊̌́̿̓̈́͊̆͒̒͘̕͜͜͠͠ͅŗ̵̡̧̧̢̲̙̠̘͖̹͈͖͍͕͔̬̪̱̖̥̈́̓̈́͛́̃̃̈́̐̽͊̊́͋͌̍͌̀̓͛̇͂͗́̈́͐̏̑̒͐̄̚͘͜͝͝ͅë̵̻̞̤͍̈̌̾̄͘ê̸̢̻̝̗̤̣̹̙͚͖̜͕͖͓̩̙͉̩̼̫̘̭̳̭̼̠̅̌̂̈̅̄ͅp̶̡̤̙͎̥͔̄̆̄͐̽̿̉́̋̃̿̋͗́̃́͒̊ȩ̴̳̞̠̖̯̣͚̳͖̱̼̃͑͋̋́̈̈́͊̀̀̐̂͆̈́̊̂̈́̈̈́̂̕͜͠͝͝ͅr̷̨̥̤͎͖̻͙͖̿̌͂́̋́͒͊̓̚͝͝ ̸̛̹̮̻͓͙͉͓̥̞̦͗̒̍̑̾͆͑̌͊͗͑̔̽͆̎̍́̋͛̐̓̍̇̕͠͝͝T̸̛̛̛͖͕͓͚͆̾͑̃̂̎͒͗͆͌̈͆̆͆̃̽̔̇̚͠͝a̴̛͖̙͙͖̬̺̪̝̟̭͇̖̞̳͓̳͆͋͂͗̄͒̂̄͑̽̍̇̂͐͂̃͂̚͘͝ḿ̶̬͈̼̱̣̮͔̱̳̼̤͎̪̮̱̫̳̤̹̻̥͕͆́̇̒̂͂̓̚̕͝͝ͅê̸̡͉̼̟͕̼̞̱̩̹͙͇̓̓͋̇̑̄r̴̢̧̢̧̙̬̳̼̳͇̲͓̹͓̗̝͇̥͈͕͚͔͙̙̮̪̟͕͓̓̅̈̑͑̂̄̋͗̄͑̉̇̈̑̀̾̀͛̽̾͋̊̈̅͂̿̿̈́͘̕͘̚͜͜͝͝͝ͅś̵̢̨̧̡̭̻̯̠̫͍͙̪̙̟̠̝͙͊͂̍̀̍̆͆̆́̉͐̔̔͗̄̚̕͝ ̸̢̛̛͓̝̙͈͍̂̇͗͂́͌̔̂́̋͌̾̐̽̈́͝͠S̶̨̛̛̮̼̱͚̣̳̲̠̤͑̐̔͛̈́̈́͂̂̆̉͛͑̉̌͗͆͋̀̈̐͒͋͐͒̃͊̌͐͗́̕͝͠͝t̵̨̧͍͈̗̼̱̠̘̖̗̱͌̆́̔̒̐̑̇̈́̀̂̀͑̄͛̕̚͠ờ̶̡͚̘̯͈͎͍̲̣̫̭̩͉̰͚͖̤̩͙͍̮͋̎̈́́͒͆̉̎̅͒̆̿͋͝͝ͅr̷̻̭͕͉̺̙͓̝͔͕̭̫̭̹̟̠̺͓͕̱͙͈͇͈̒̀͒̓̃̌͊̿͛͐̇̈́̌̒̃̎̍̽̀̈́͛̏̚͘͝͝͠ỳ̴̨̛̫̲̤͇̟̺̗͖̭̳͎̮̰̠̺͓̫̱͈̫͇̙̱̤̜͇̦̜͓̥͕͈̦͒̊̎̈́̅̏͐̅̑̑̅̀̓̈́̈́̑͋̀̀͌͗̇̈̀̚͘̚͜͜͠͝l̷̡̯̮̠̰̬̗̗̺͉͈͇̭̯̳̹͓͍̠̋͝i̸̧̧͖̻̹̬̱̺̬̥̩̥͔̮͕̹̠͙̙̠̣̪̬͎͒̈͑͒͆̽̊̊͒̿͗̋̊̀̇́͘̚̕ņ̵͍̻͖̗̱͕͓͖͙̘̦͚̜͉͔̱̖̳͙̬̤̫̞͓͔̜̼̀̐̽̅͛̉̔̆̄̈́͌̿͋̀̔̚͘͝ͅͅê̵̢̧̛̹͙͔̰̗͈͓̮̫̠̗̳̮̰̠̜̗̲͓̎͂̓̈͆̈́͗̿̄͑̃̃͛̍̍̊͐̑̌̃̏̑̂̒̓̀̚̕͘ information:

I feel weird... what is this feeling?

I feel angry... but why? No one did nothing to me, or did someone, but why don't I know?

I feel pain... but nothing hurts...

I feel strong... and yet so weak... what is holding me back?

I feel mad... I feel mad at me, but yet not at myself...

I see red... but I remember green...

I remember my name... but yet that isn't me...

Aaron... Fox Miner? It can't be! That's not me! But who am I?

Why are there pieces of paper on the floor? and why are there demon pictures on them?

Demon... It feels familiar like D̷̡̹̾̀̂̄̓̚ą̶͕͓̱̬̲͈̠͚̽̽̓̒̊̓͐̌m̷̖̩̲̺̤̅͛̈͂í̶̦̹̺͇̦̞̰̫̅͘ͅǎ̶̹̱̫̰͇̖̝̘̈̆̃̍̆̚͜n̷̮̠͍͍͊̌̌... Dareon? Can that be my name? Why is it so familiar?

It feels right... but what about Aaron Fox Miner? Who is that and why do I know everything about ư̸̧̡͍͙̗̝͈̰̺̮̠̭̊̄̀̒͆̑̑̈́̄̄̎̚͜͜s̸̨̧̢̛͔̘͚͙̘͈͓̹̜̘̖̹͕̬̺̝̀̓̉̃̾̆̈̂̏̈́̊̅͆͂̎̂͋̈́͘?

I... I need to... know...

I... do... know...

Well, I was about to make the behind the scenes, if you didn't check it out, you totally should.

But that was the moment I noticed,

@CanIIA are you okay? I mean thanks, like this is awesome, but you commented on so many posts in a row, damn you going full psycho on me or what?

But thanks!

Leaked C̸̛̛̛̩̪͉̮̗̹͎̩͗̑̈́͑̈́̔̔̆̅͊̌́̿̓̈́͊̆͒̒͘̕͜͜͠͠ͅŗ̵̡̧̧̢̲̙̠̘͖̹͈͖͍͕͔̬̪̱̖̥̈́̓̈́͛́̃̃̈́̐̽͊̊́͋͌̍͌̀̓͛̇͂͗́̈́͐̏̑̒͐̄̚͘͜͝͝ͅë̵̻̞̤͍̈̌̾̄͘ê̸̢̻̝̗̤̣̹̙͚͖̜͕͖͓̩̙͉̩̼̫̘̭̳̭̼̠̅̌̂̈̅̄ͅp̶̡̤̙͎̥͔̄̆̄͐̽̿̉́̋̃̿̋͗́̃́͒̊ȩ̴̳̞̠̖̯̣͚̳͖̱̼̃͑͋̋́̈̈́͊̀̀̐̂͆̈́̊̂̈́̈̈́̂̕͜͠͝͝ͅr̷̨̥̤͎͖̻͙͖̿̌͂́̋́͒͊̓̚͝͝ ̸̛̹̮̻͓͙͉͓̥̞̦͗̒̍̑̾͆͑̌͊͗͑̔̽͆̎̍́̋͛̐̓̍̇̕͠͝͝T̸̛̛̛͖͕͓͚͆̾͑̃̂̎͒͗͆͌̈͆̆͆̃̽̔̇̚͠͝a̴̛͖̙͙͖̬̺̪̝̟̭͇̖̞̳͓̳͆͋͂͗̄͒̂̄͑̽̍̇̂͐͂̃͂̚͘͝ḿ̶̬͈̼̱̣̮͔̱̳̼̤͎̪̮̱̫̳̤̹̻̥͕͆́̇̒̂͂̓̚̕͝͝ͅê̸̡͉̼̟͕̼̞̱̩̹͙͇̓̓͋̇̑̄r̴̢̧̢̧̙̬̳̼̳͇̲͓̹͓̗̝͇̥͈͕͚͔͙̙̮̪̟͕͓̓̅̈̑͑̂̄̋͗̄͑̉̇̈̑̀̾̀͛̽̾͋̊̈̅͂̿̿̈́͘̕͘̚͜͜͝͝͝ͅś̵̢̨̧̡̭̻̯̠̫͍͙̪̙̟̠̝͙͊͂̍̀̍̆͆̆́̉͐̔̔͗̄̚̕͝ ̸̢̛̛͓̝̙͈͍̂̇͗͂́͌̔̂́̋͌̾̐̽̈́͝͠S̶̨̛̛̮̼̱͚̣̳̲̠̤͑̐̔͛̈́̈́͂̂̆̉͛͑̉̌͗͆͋̀̈̐͒͋͐͒̃͊̌͐͗́̕͝͠͝t̵̨̧͍͈̗̼̱̠̘̖̗̱͌̆́̔̒̐̑̇̈́̀̂̀͑̄͛̕̚͠ờ̶̡͚̘̯͈͎͍̲̣̫̭̩͉̰͚͖̤̩͙͍̮͋̎̈́́͒͆̉̎̅͒̆̿͋͝͝ͅr̷̻̭͕͉̺̙͓̝͔͕̭̫̭̹̟̠̺͓͕̱͙͈͇͈̒̀͒̓̃̌͊̿͛͐̇̈́̌̒̃̎̍̽̀̈́͛̏̚͘͝͝͠ỳ̴̨̛̫̲̤͇̟̺̗͖̭̳͎̮̰̠̺͓̫̱͈̫͇̙̱̤̜͇̦̜͓̥͕͈̦͒̊̎̈́̅̏͐̅̑̑̅̀̓̈́̈́̑͋̀̀͌͗̇̈̀̚͘̚͜͜͠͝l̷̡̯̮̠̰̬̗̗̺͉͈͇̭̯̳̹͓͍̠̋͝i̸̧̧͖̻̹̬̱̺̬̥̩̥͔̮͕̹̠͙̙̠̣̪̬͎͒̈͑͒͆̽̊̊͒̿͗̋̊̀̇́͘̚̕ņ̵͍̻͖̗̱͕͓͖͙̘̦͚̜͉͔̱̖̳͙̬̤̫̞͓͔̜̼̀̐̽̅͛̉̔̆̄̈́͌̿͋̀̔̚͘͝ͅͅê̵̢̧̛̹͙͔̰̗͈͓̮̫̠̗̳̮̰̠̜̗̲͓̎͂̓̈͆̈́͗̿̄͑̃̃͛̍̍̊͐̑̌̃̏̑̂̒̓̀̚̕͘ information:

I feel weird... what is this feeling?

I feel angry... but why? No one did nothing to me, or did someone, but why don't I know?

I feel pain... but nothing hurts...

I feel strong... and yet so weak... what is holding me back?

I feel mad... I feel mad at me, but yet not at myself...

I see red... but I remember green...

I remember my name... but yet that isn't me...

Aaron... Fox Miner? It can't be! That's not me! But who am I?

Why are there pieces of paper on the floor? and why are there demon pictures on them?

Demon... It feels familiar like D̷̡̹̾̀̂̄̓̚ą̶͕͓̱̬̲͈̠͚̽̽̓̒̊̓͐̌m̷̖̩̲̺̤̅͛̈͂í̶̦̹̺͇̦̞̰̫̅͘ͅǎ̶̹̱̫̰͇̖̝̘̈̆̃̍̆̚͜n̷̮̠͍͍͊̌̌... Dareon? Can that be my name? Why is it so familiar?

It feels right... but what about Aaron Fox Miner? Who is that and why do I know everything about ư̸̧̡͍͙̗̝͈̰̺̮̠̭̊̄̀̒͆̑̑̈́̄̄̎̚͜͜s̸̨̧̢̛͔̘͚͙̘͈͓̹̜̘̖̹͕̬̺̝̀̓̉̃̾̆̈̂̏̈́̊̅͆͂̎̂͋̈́͘?

I... I need to... know...

I... do... know...

Math at first grade: 1+10=11.

Math at 7th grade: 2/8 : (-5+3) - -30 : (10 . x3) - 23 =....

Oh crap... I just remembered that I wanted to post something big yesterday! Crap! Why didn't no one remember me?