Hey, I'm Madam Malice. I'm crazy, random, creative, indecisive, immature, creepy, shy, and nerdy. I change my avatar all the time, so don't expect it to be the same ever. I wear clothes like vests, knitted sweaters, plaid grandma jackets, and jumpers. I'm a fashion geek whether or not you like what I wear. I wish my hair was a radical color but I'm too scared to change it. I love the colors red and ideego. I day dream & watch clouds whenever I can. My favorite kinds of muzeek are oldies, rock, alternative, and indie. Being different is fun you should try it. Drawing and writing are some of my hobbies, even though I'm not very good. Like I said, I am immature. Which means that I love dead baby jokes, that's what she said, and your mom jokes. C: Huh. That's all I have to tell thou today... so buhbee.
1. (often initial capital letter) a polite term of address to a woman.
1. desire to inflict injury, harm, or suffering on another, either because of a hostile impulse or out of deep-seated meanness: the malice and spite of a lifelong enemy.
Madam Malice [mad-uhm mal-is]
1. A polite term to address a woman that desires to inflict injury on another.