About an idiot.
I be ze Heza. Heh-zuh. Friends call me Heather. Some call me Munchkin. One friend calls me Tessa-chan. I like anime. Not in the annoying fangirl way, but still more than the average bear. I enjoy using big words. Here's my view on some things: Gay marriage = good. Abortion = choice. Preferably only for extreme cases. But choice. I don't even want to think about government, the war, blah blah. I apparently don't know what I'm talking about on most things, so I shut face. Religion: good, as long as you don't shove it down people's throats. My religion: Harm none, do what ye will. I'm not sure about gods and godesses or anything, just that phrase. I have a kitty, Ichi. I love him. I have friends. I love them. I have a family, I like them. But I live for my friends. I'd be dead without them. Quite literally. I try not to judge people, I think of myself as a pretty accepting person. As long as what you're doing can be rationalized, then I can accept you. Very few things would make me hate someone. That takes too much energy. Pretty much the only thing that can annoy me over the vast reaches of the internet is bad spelling, or bad grammar to the point I don't know what the hell you're saying. Oh, I curse. Maybe not as much over the interwebz as real life, but there you have it. I like talking to people; it's interesting to see how other people think and feel. So talk to me! This place is boring without talking to people. I effing love Edgar Allen Poe. I can recite/write one of his poems by heart. Dream Within a Dream. So enjoy:
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And in parting from you now,
this much let me avow.
You have not been wrong, who deem
that my days have been a dream,
but if hope has flown away,
in a night, or in a day,
in a vision, or in none,
is it therefore the less gone?
All we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
or a surf-tormented shore.
And I hold within my hand,
grains of the golden sand.
How few! Yet how they creep
through my fingers to the deep!
While I weep, while I weep.
Oh God! Can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp?
Can I not save one from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream?
That, in my opinion, is the best poem in creation.
If you'd like to know more about me, ask. I like answering questions.
I am loved!
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and not much just got home from the doctors =/
it's where I go when I can't find stuff in onemanga ><
(it also explains that deep voice she gets too)
: )