Name: Xan, like Zan but with an X. (or Xanpire, or Xanward, or Xantron, or Aradia/Arie, or Evil Bunny Girl, or my old username pole-dancer888, etc.)
Age: I'm almost 15:3
Country/State: USA/Alabama (but I'm NOT a stupid redneck)
Social Stereotype: I have my ownrazz
Physical Appearance: Dark Brown hair with blonde streaks in the front, I've got ginormous boobs and I'm slightly chubby. I'm like medium height.
Misc: I'm Xan and I have an obsession with pandas. I like to write stories and poems, but seldom do. I have an unhealthy addiction to caffeine. Tumblr Twitter Facebook My Music
This is me.
This is me and my cousin Mikey. He has a hair dye obsession. And he's moving to Texas. -sob-
This is me and my best friend in the whole world, Sam. We tried going out for a little bit and it didn't work out, but we're still really really close, even though we do stuff to piss the other one off from time to time.
This is me before a fancy occasion:p Actually I was trying on outfits to wear for my date on Valentines Day. But still, a fancy occasion.
This is me and my closest friend who is a girl in the world, Jennie. Me and her sat next to each other in Latin in ninth grade and we're really close(:
This is a drawing I did.
Quotes: "Why don’t I believe in God? No, no no, why do YOU believe in God? Surely the burden of proof is on the believer. You started all this. If I came up to you and said, “Why don’t you believe I can fly?” You’d say, “Why would I?” I’d reply, “Because it’s a matter of faith”. If I then said, “Prove I can’t fly. Prove I can’t fly see, see, you can’t prove it can you?” You’d probably either walk away, call security or throw me out of the window and shout, '******** fly then you lunatic.'" -Ricky Gervais
"There is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed." -Flowers in the Attic
"You can not fully read a book without being alone. But through this very solitude you become intimately involved with people whom you might never have met otherwise, either because they have been dead for centuries or because they spoke languages you cannot understand. And, nonetheless, they have become your closest friends, your wisest advisors, the wizards that hypnotize you, the lovers you have always dreamed of." -Antonio Munoz Molinas, The Power of the Pen
"You won’t be his first, his last, or his only. He’s loved before, he will love again, but if he loves you now, what else matters? He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry. He’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy who is perfect for you." -Bob Marley
"Tis only a flesh wound."
"We can't stop here. This is Bat Country."
"Destiny may decide who touches your life, your heart may decide who touches your soul, but tequila decides who touches your body."
"******** ******** ******** you and all your bullshit." ~Blood on the Dance Floor
"I don't play hard to get, I play to get you hard." ~Jefree Star
not a joke! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning!
Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the government decided that the best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she finally died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a monday night at 12:00a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death.
Now send this to ten people on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't pass this on like you did. And forget about you. Example 1:
Jenny didn't believe this and deleted it without even reading the whole thing! A few days later on the monday night, she was woken up by loud footsteps and heavy breathing, there was Clarissa standing there with a huge knife and well Jenny is history now.
(i fell for it so........)