http://i.imgur.com/yKhGgsD.jpg This is how I feel when a bunch of you 15 year olds join the site.

hi new to MaiOtaku and have no idea where to start, I've added all the info to my profile but can't find out how to interact with new people...any tips? i'm donnie

I don't know if that's an innuendo to someone cumming on a figure But I'd order the person the figure in mint condition, plastic and packaging, from the source

What i do is i just leave the request there i dont accept or deny it that way they cant keep sending it...i mean defeats the purpose, but there isnt a way to block people

I get the feeling that a lot of people seem to think that Asians are some kind of alien species or something, but Asian is really nothing more than a race, they're still human just like you and me - the only real differences are their physical appearance and depending where they're from would perhaps mean a different upbringing. Chances are though most Asian women are no different to the white women you talk to so just speak to them like you normally would with white women and everything will just flow naturally. As long as you're not a creepy bastard who fetishizes over Asian women then chances are you'll do just fine, but don't block out the other women around you if that cute Asian girl says no when you ask her out so just keep an open mind about this kind of thing. The same can be said for all races. Arc's comment is fucking hilarious though :D That easily won the thread!

Gaunta Igarashi ~ Deadman Wonderland Why is he such a bitch?

chobits but you cant fuck the robots and if you ever try to their INFINITE BATTERY kicks in and publicly shames you until you die forcing you to live a life a shitty hikikomori recluse.

TALK LIKE A…. Am I really in rhythm, Or am I repeating myself. Am I just repeating myself, Am I making sense to anyone else? Common points need calculations, Common points at conversations, Common points of complications, Left behind, Feeling frustrated. Its overrated. These commonalities, though I know they shouldn’t be, Keep finding their way to the core of me. I tire and tear with each passing beat, Lost before I’ve said a thing. Then I say it again as I go on pretending, Repeating missed takes without an ending. Sometimes I think I’m speaking in sync, In rhythms that link to keep things discreet. Brain skips ahead with mouth on repeat, Reality sets in with heart beating me. Repeat beat, Beat repeat, Am I in rhythm with anyone else, Am I repeating this just to myself? Is this really overrated, Am I still repeating myself? Still in the same place, Still in the same state, Still with the same case. Have I really repeated myself? Do I make sense to anyone else? Are these points I place, These points in time and space, Pointing in the wrong way? Repeating day after day, I beat myself with a better way to say, Hey.