I'm a college student, who loves words. I'm usually reading and I have made my endeavor and posted. I enjoy writing my story, as it started out as a little poem almost four years ago that I have yet to this day to finish. I know how my story ends though. I just have to put my fingers to keys to let it speak. I hope that you enjoy what I've written, as I enjoy many of the works that others post here. If you want me to read your story, read mine. I've got a policy of if you read my stuff and comment, i'll do the same for you. Keep the faith, keep the hope, and always, never loose your sense of self. Muse is a fickle lover who struts and prances her way across our stage forever inspiring, and always just out of our complete grasp. If you have lost her, do not cry, for after time she will return.
Location:Somewhere, usually in a book.
Joined:4 years ago
Description: The world has fallen into shambles. There are no longer countries, despite what existed in the past. A war has desecrated everything that we thought to hold dear. Humanity has turned on itself, and due to the effects of war we now are forced to hunt...
I find this bit very funny. She can't figure it out. She has no clue even. Such wonderful work, I read up to the last chapter in a day I enjoy it so much. Please continue to write wonderful works
*Listen to Cammie's song on the media box to your right :) It's called Still Broken by my favourite band of all time, Blue October.
I love that you adore blue as well. Blue October is my favorite so much that I have lyrics on my skin. This makes me very happy you love them too
-Blue October, Calling You
I second this!!
“I think you mean leech.” I whispered and Tally frowned.
My first thought after I read this was the scene from cloudy with a chance of meatballs 2 when there's a leek in the boat