Things to Know:
I'm a Scorpio, moon in Libra, ascendant Sagittarius. Long story short: I'm a little weird.
The rest of the story will appear bit by bit as I think of other things to put on here.
I'm a "tree-hugging plant nut." If it grows, I love it. Thus, I've got plants in my care year-round as well as two (miraculously living) fish, a red-eared slider and a nine-year-old cat, as for the animals.
Final Fantasy fan, most definitely. Damn, is Balthier ever sexy
heart And we can't forget emo-little Squally, either. ^_^
Active RPer, though I prefer one-on-one RPs via messengers.
I've got an interest in many things and have a lot of hobbies and activities as a result. Best way to figure them all out is to talk to me or stalk me. Preferably talk to me, because I'm getting desperately lonely out here and watching myself sink back into OCD cleaning tendencies in order to prevent thought on it.
I own thirty-two pairs of shoes. Surprisingly enough, I don't actually like wearing any. But if I have to, I might as well have a selection, n'est-ce pas?
People from my old town of residence leave me more comments when I'm there than when I'm in my new one. Little back-asswards, there, guys.
Lyrics of the Whatever:
3 AM by Matchbox 20
She say it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
She says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when it's raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
She says baby
It's 3 am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all
Sometimes
Says the rain's gonna wash away
I believe it
She's got a little bit of something-
God it's better than nothing
And in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it all
She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to
And she only sleeps when it's raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
She says baby
It's 3 am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all
Sometimes
Says the rain's gonna wash away
I believe it
She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days and days...
She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside it's stopped raining
She says baby
It's 3 am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all
Sometimes
Says the rain's gonna wash away
I believe it
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