Setsuna, in action

Setsuna F. Seiei... his real name is soran ibrahim, born on 7 April 2291. when he was 8 years old, he's brainwashed and kill his parents, and when 14 years old, he joined celestial being.
ehm.. cukup dulu perkenalannya, aku baru nyadar kalau ini orang (ini tokoh fiksi b*go) GUANTENGG waktu kelas 5

Telat bgt yak ? '_'

untuk menebus kesalahanku, akhirnya aku membuat gambar-gambar setsuna yang buanyaaak tentang setsuna

Catatan: yang ini bukan gambarku, tapi gara-gara COOL aku taruh aja disini :P

In sih editanku, belajar dari kak nabil, hahaa +.=


Payah ya aku? -_-
cuma bisa ngedit, gambar di kompie gak becus
sebenernya ada yang bikin sedih nih. aku itu tuh demenn banget sama Setsuna feldt (cuma feldt yang boleh sma abangku! yang lain gak! *dilemparsendal*)
Tapi kebanyakan foto itu setsunamarina D:
padahal...
MARINA ITU 8 TAHUN LEBIH TUA DARI SETSUNA!!
NGAPAIN MILIH YANG LEBIH TUA KALAU MASIH ADA YANG LEBIH MUDA??
geli aku.. ~brr

okeh, karena saya sudah mulai merinding mikirinnya, skip aja bagian ituh

Karena kk sya dah ada pendamping, maka saya buat own character of me...
Tapi susah jga gmabar di kompie tanpa di scan dulu >:(

Okeh, karena dah malem, saya mau tidur dulu ya,,,

Met tidur kakak! *plak
wassalam

After read this, please don't doing abortion! >:(

Against all abortions! >:(



Month One-



Mommy. I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs.The sound of your heart beat is my lullaby.



-Month Two-



Mommy. Today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitly see I'm a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm here.



-Month Three-



You know what Mommy? I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound do sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry too even though you can't hear me.



-Month Four-



Mommy. My hair is starting to grow. It is very short andfine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl m fingers and toes, and stretch my arms amd legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.



-Month Five-



You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?



-Month Six-



I can hear the doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns!! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy, help me!!



-Month Seven-



Mommy. I am okay. I am in God's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy? What did I do wrong?



Every abortion is just..

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

If your against abortion repost this and tell his story.



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I copas this from Dark Gothic Lolita bio on Fanfiction.net. I can't help but just repost it here. It's so touching after all.