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Hello. I decided that it is high time I wrote something about myself, seeing how I was too lazy to do it before simply because I do not believe to have something truly interesting to say about myself. But I suppose it is only a matter of perspective. My name, or how I am mostly called around here, is Callie, Cala and sometimes Kitten because I have quite a contagious affectionate personality and tend to get friendly with people after an outrageously short amount of time. However, the real me, the girl behind the screen is quite a shy gal, mumbling like an idiot whenever she gets in an embarrassing situation but never afraid of exhibiting her craziness to the world. Quite a paradox, I know, but I am simply the type of girl that you can see singing on the street, oblivious to the rest, but one that you can too easily make blush. It is a bit frustrating that my cheeks are eternally decorated with a reddish hue and usually everyone believes that I really am ashamed about something. The funny thing comes when I really blush, I grow all tomato like (no joke, it's the most blatant red you can see on someone's face considering my skin is dangerously fair) and start ranting. Eek, that is not the point. >.<

As for how I look like there is nothing to make me stand out. I am an ordinary girl, brown hair (with natural platinum highlights) and green eyes(I am lying, I actually have three colors, green, brown and yellow). My friends tell me I have the eyes of a snake, I wonder if that is true. I am quite short, 5'1.08'' more precisely, and this is the reason I am most of the time wearing 5-10 centimeters heels. My mother tells me I was born in them but, between us, to be able to walk on them without slumping like a duck is quite difficult and I am proud to have mastered this skill. Anyway, I am not that superficial. I know that what is most important lays in a person's heart, not exterior, or aspect for that matter. Beauty passes with time, but the love that we carry in our soul will always be there, even joining us in death. I know i am someone who will die with a smile on her face, and I intend staying this way.

I love making my family and friends smile, laugh, even if most of the time I act like a buffoon for this. It is all for the sake of seeing that happiness on their faces. It may sound like an utopia, yet I actually enjoy wiping someone's sadness away. It is amazing to know that you did something nice. As much as I would like to claim that I am a true b***h, I am not. I do not hold grudges for too long, I forgive, I just cannot forget. My memory gives me no permission, although I still am one that would help her worst enemy in times of trouble. This is both stupid and naive. Even I tell myself that when I look in the mirror but no matter how much I may despise someone, I can't stand watching him or her suffer. It is beyond me. My conscience and soul are pretty annoying at this chapter to be honest, I know I will be kicked in the derriere after but I am still being nice and trying to help. Everyone gets his payback or reward, I am in no position to judge anyone. I only know how to be there.

Different subject...I am a literate roleplayer. Not an expert, not amazingly talented, I love to write and breath life into my characters. They have a life, thoughts, feelings and revealing them to the reader is amazing. I don't know any other words to convey my feelings towards writing. It is a major component of my life. True, I discovered it pretty late, I do not think I have more than a year in this area, yet it is for me more than just a passion. Maybe one day I will publish a book, or more. Who said I am not allowed to dream high? There are millions of possibilities, we just have to feel which path to choose. Another secret hobby of mine is psychology. I usually catch myself staring at a person while my mind creates a series of theories, practically giving a familiar identity to a complete stranger. Mimics, gestures, posture, manner of walking, they all give us vital clues regarding that person and I like analyzing each of them. Do you know what the man sighing in front of the local market thinks about? Or why is a bouquet of flowers abandoned in the trash? Little things like this built life, even if not all of us realize it.

I ranted again, did I not? Sorry, it was none of my intention, I had too much to say and too much available space. I will stop now. Feel free to pm me if you're interested in a rp, or just want to have a chat. I promise I won't bite. I am a nice girl.


"For what comes now is nothing that exists
It's the supernatural illusion of desperate dreams
I will be there, forever wishing to see your eyes,
Please, take away from me this heart that cries..."

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Prince Caelum Tsukiyo

Report | 09/17/2013 8:20 pm

Prince Caelum Tsukiyo

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A pleasant thought you way โ™ฅ
Takeshi Kage

Report | 07/03/2013 7:09 am

Takeshi Kage

I suppose you can say that I am alright. razz How about yourself? Done with exams finally?
Takeshi Kage

Report | 06/30/2013 6:09 pm

Takeshi Kage

Send me more comments lady! D:<
Takeshi Kage

Report | 06/07/2013 1:54 am

Takeshi Kage

I know. sad It makes me want to cry!
Takeshi Kage

Report | 06/06/2013 10:17 pm

Takeshi Kage

D: They took away Meebo so I can't chat with you anymore.
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Report | 05/29/2013 5:27 pm

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Thank you for your purchase!
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Wings of Requiem

Report | 05/18/2013 9:01 am

Wings of Requiem

Awww, Thanks alot kittun. <3
Wings of Requiem

Report | 03/02/2013 9:31 pm

Wings of Requiem

Alive but Insane! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! xD
Wings of Requiem

Report | 01/28/2013 10:50 pm

Wings of Requiem

To what do I owe such a pleasure as you commenting on my profile for?
Wings of Requiem

Report | 12/30/2012 11:05 pm

Wings of Requiem

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Maybe I just don't want anyone to see you. You know how Protective I am.
I'm afraid they might get jealous and try to steal you from me.

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