About
I am a HUGE Valshe fan.
I love Anime
I love Music
I love my Friends
I love my Family
"Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned."
"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.."
About Imperfect Adversary
I have a short temper, and I have very little - or no - patience at all for certain things; It has been proven several times. There are some things in this world I simply CANNOT stand -- Then again, who would? I highly doubt there are people with such honesty, self-respect, self-control, etc, all that stuff in this world, right? There is a rarity for those, though~ I, myself, being one of those rare ones.
I will answer to almost every question, EXCLUDE though: personal ones. (Ex: Name, where I live...)
I'm a faithful woman, I loathe people who would think otherwise. Most of the time, I like to keep things to myself. Every single day, I wear a mask. Only a few people know the real me, the true me.
Likes:
Visual Kei, Pocky, Ice Cream, Smoothies, Slushies, Cake, Lollipops, Cookies, Strawberries, Family, Friends, Traps, Reverse Traps, Horror Movies, Music, Anime, Manga, Yaoi, Drawing, Making Friends, My lover/boyfriend
Dislikes:
Trolls who troll without a reason, Liars, Cheaters, People who make promises but don't keep them, Strangers who cling too much, People who b*tch without reason, God Modders
MEN WHO TRY TOO HARD
Loves:
J-Pop/Rock Fanservice, Yaoi, Lemons in fanfiction/stories, Making the ones who had done to someone I care for suffer~ (I had a boyfriend who had done wrong to me, I made him cry, b***h, and whine... IT. FELT. F*CKING. GOOD.)
Hates:
Being misunderstood, Insects, False Advertisements, Shitty grammar (Capitalization, UR instead of you're, CUZ instead of cause, etcetc), Poor excuses, Being included in drama (I prefer to make it all happen)
MY FAVORITE POEMS!??!
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Life without meaning
cannot be borne.
We find a mission
to which we’re sworn
--or answer the call
of Death’s dark horn.
Without a gleaning
of purpose in life,
we have no vision,
we live in strife
--or let blood fall
on a suicide knife.
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My hand quivers,
Blood flows out of my wrist in rivers.
You said you loved me
You said you needed me,
But I just can't see,
How you can say it,
Without meaning it.
So once again, another slit,
This one's for you,
And once I again I strike at the skin,
This time I sin,
And I finally pass away,
Never to see another day!
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