Hey. My name is Bob Filster... Or whatever it is, i'm on DA now, and.. who cares. I just faved some great artists like OuaF and all. She's pretty talended.

I just want to say that I may be someone who died.

I may be a zombie. On deviant art.

Woah, okay, i'm stopping. The wierd part is over. I just made one drawing and a sort of photo.. Who really wants to read my journal? Pht. I'm just writing to myself. Not lie talking, but writing. Because I can  talk. God di me like this, you know. And my arm is a turtle. That's hard to type with that, you know? D.. just, do you know how does it feel to have a turtle instead of your arm? And.. My fingers.. They are carrots! just.. that's just totally insane! And you know what? I'm not a pervert. Just, try to masturbate with a turtle. You'll see.

WHATEVER.

My mouth is a potato. That's why I can talk. "God" made me like this. What kind of god treat a mortal like me with that sorts of.. who cares anyway. My heart os a pancake! WHO CARES ABOUT THIS!

And Peter isn't dating Claude! HE'S DATING WITH ADAM MONROE! and oh god, he love him. Claude can't sdant it at all now. He's gonna die in mysterious ways..