Three things about the present I am truly sure of. For starters I’ve caught the eye of one of the deadli...
I love writing about mostly anything and everything fictional. My mind just can't seem to grasp the fact that there isn't something more than what I see. I personally believe that I have a huge imagination. And besides that, writing it feeds into my artwork. Books though are the best along with a cup of iced tea or coffee, a pencil, pen, and paper for notes, a piano for breaks, a chair outdoors for scenery or a couch corner with a blanket by a fire for comfort, and maybe a few dinner mints, cookies, and something chocolate.
Personality wise, I guess I can say that I just live life to live it. I try to experience as much as I can, succeeding at some things and failing miserably at other. I regret nothing because everything I do I know I'll be able to look back at and have a story to tell. I have a self diagnosed multiple personality disorder because truthfully, I can be all over the place. Especially when I'm reading. Basically I'm that hopeless romantic who's waiting for the right person but I also want to be my own savior and not have to fall into the roll of damsel in distress waiting for a stupid knight in shining armor riding a white horse with a silver bridle. I'm the opinionated, crazy, gothic lolita/vintage/steampunk/cutesy/punk rock/retro girl next door with that addicting smile.
My plans for the future are pretty much to finish my degree in English Education and Creative Writing and, rather than asking to help teach at schools which I do now, work as a middle school English teacher in California; miles away from my hometown. I've already finished one novel, though it accidentally got deleted, and I'm now working on the Heart for Hate Trilogy. Crossed fingers I get published someday.
And there you have it. All about me.
I did have a wattpad before but I was unable to keep up with it. This is my second attempt at staying on top of my writing instead of letting it consume me. Enjoy.
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Location:Somewhere lost between Wonderland, Narnia, and Neverland
Joined:2 years ago
Description: One car crash. One murder. One fire. That’s all it took to ruin my life. I often ask myself why do I need to suffer further? Why should I put up with all this anymore? What’s left for me on this disgusting, fucked up Earth? Because surely I'm damned...
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