Hey people of the world and beyond!
What can I say.... Uh, my name (and the only real one you'll get) is Maya. I'm a mess, really. I love to read and write (obviously). I play the trombone at my school (whoo girl trombone players!) and at home I mess around with my guitar and keyboard. I play acoustic in my church's youth band. I am in Love with my Lord and Savior! I love to talk to people about anything. I love all kinds of music, but my heart has stock mainly in alternative and punk. I'm a mess of European and a little Filipino, but I look Filipino the most. Apparently....
Uh... Random facts?
*I have days' worth of music
*I have a complicated love/hate relationship with the number 13.
*I'm a vegetarian :)
*I hate being tall. Unless I can make money modelling... In which I will still hate being tall and love the money.
*I look like I'd be trouble, but act like I'm not. I'm not used to people not liking me, so if I find out someone doesn't like me I try my hardest to change that.
*I prostitute my writing abilities on fiverr (link in website)
*Message me if you want me to check out your story. I will try my hardest to do so, and let you know what I think.
*I do make covers, and I can for you. I did the ones for all my stories except for "All Rubber Duckies Go To Heaven". I can also edit if you would like, but I'm not the best person for the job.
*I love when I know that what I've written has reached someone so voting/commenting/fanning brightens up my day bunches... keep that in mind :D
*If you ever want to chat, don't be shy! I always get back to people, just be appropriate! You can snapchat me at [wordsoutofreach].
Thanks and God Bless!
Location:Anywhere But Here
Joined:4 years ago
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