Crap, I've always hated these things. You're expected to just sit down, type down your life story, then submit it for everyone over the internet to view. Well, I say screw that. I'm going to tell you what I want to say, but I doubt you'll want to know. I'm a teenage girl living in Canada, who spends eight hours a day on her laptop and has a katana hanging over her desk. I write eccentric stories about gay guys and talking radishes in my spare time. I eat apple pie and pocky for breakfast. My stepdad acts like he's my five-year-old brother. I collect Renaissance dresses, cosplay costumes and trashy clothes. I was born with what is either a New York or a Boston accent, even though no one in my family's ever been 500 miles near either NYC or Boston. I'm trying to teach my cat to attack people's heads when they enter our house. I'm one screwed up kid, and I'm officially out of things to say, so consider this little blurb finished!
"Wise men talk because they have something to say. Fools talk because they have to say something."
~Plato
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
~Dr. Seuss
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