About
Yay! Took me about three years to update this!
First of all, I have some of the coolest friends ever. They're shown above. owo
About Me sections make me giggle, cause no one reads them, so I'll make this short and sweet for my own amusement.
I love writing, comic books, drawing, reading, Doberman Pincers, fanfiction, watching movies, roleplaying, old cartoons, and hanging with the coolest people ever. More specifically, I love Batman, X-Men, Teen Titans, Watchmen, Supernatural, Criminal Minds, How To Train Your Dragon, Avatar (both), Lord of the Rings, tea, philly cheese steaks, Kingdom Hearts, Legend of Zelda, photography, pinning things to my mirror, conventions, cosplaying, aaaand I'll add more as I think of them.
I SUPPORT GAY MARRIAGE. Yes, in all caps. And in a different color. Love is love, people. Don't let obstacles such as family disagreement or religion get in your way.
I don't bite. Drop me a line. I love to chat and meet new people.
My art: DA
I was going to post actual images, but I don't feel like cluttering my profile. If you're interested in my chibis, or are looking for my more realistic style (my DA), drop me a line for a commission.
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Total Value: 112,646 Gold
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Item List:
Oculus Mythica
Gimpi
Round Paper Lantern Red & White
Black Fur-Trimmed Bra
That Orange 90s Vest
Outlaw Biker Pants - Ashe
Jack'd Shoes 2k6
Emo Glasses
Autumn Glory
Lovely Genie Orange Belly Gem
I think this would have to be my favorite poem that I've written. I'm not a big fan of "the world sucks, I'd rather drown myself in my own pain and misery" poems. I like nature poems. Here you go, if you care at all. Read away.
The Fall
A winding road brims with leaves,
golden leaves, crimson leaves;
they dance and play in the North Carolina Wind,
filling the air with the potent aroma of life.
A field, still green from the previous summer,
its blades shimmering and dripping with the morning’s dew.
The leaves drift merrily through,
landing lightly on the supple yet sturdy blades of grass,
that Sweet Summer Grass.
The leaves whisper to the trees,
longingly, and yet,
happy to be free to blow wherever they please.
Down a hill they float, then up,
but the task is not so hard;
for these leaves,
these golden leaves, crimson leaves,
are strong and full of spirit.
The task is long, but up the hill the leaves go,
blowing and tossing happily at the top.
For you see,
these golden leaves, crimson leaves,
arrived at a house;
and, drifting through the air,
knocked on the door and whispered words to the ones that listen:
Fall has come.
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Also, did you see my question about that last mafia role? Will you tell us the last minute role character?
Nice avi! I see you're not wearing Golden Wings. You know who wants it returned to Dess, please? I do, because she wants it back before I may borrow her Azuramella. biggrin lol
What do you think? XD