M'kay, so yeah, just a bit about little old me since I'm just so awesome you must all be dying to know. And, yes, that would be a little thing called sarcasm.
Anywho...what shall I say? Hmmmm...How 'bout a list?!
Name: Avery (Yes, I would be a girl. Stupid people that look at that name and assume I'm a boy. Rawr)
Muisc: Ummm...ummm...THERE'S TOO MANY GOOD BANDS TO LIST! To say the least, I like any music that's not a.) rap b.) country and c.) doesn't make my ears bleed. O.o
Fav. Movie: Again: yeah...No. I really don't want to get into that. I'm a very indecisive person so, I just can't choose. To say the least though, I'm a total romantic, so, chick flicks are pretty agreeable to me and I also love a good laugh so comedies are also right up there.
Other snazzy shit: Piggy back rides, pig-tails, chocolate, old school gameboys, icons, dancing in my underwear, Hello Kitty, rainbows, nail polish, toe socks, cherries, etc.etc.etc. Oh, and me haha.
Okay...what else?????
Eh...I'm too lazy to think of more, so, that's all your getting. I know, sad right? I'm sitting here crying too.
Onto my stories!
Or story for that matter...
The Day I Ran Over Tristan Daniels.
I, Fipe, would like to officially let everyone know that I have incurred God's wrath, just to let you know.
Overdramtic? I say not.
Unless you don't count running over the most popular guy in school as dramatic. Then, feel free to criticize. And, you think that's bad?
Oh no: the fun is just starting.
Status: Oh geez, someone really needs to hunt me down, tie me to a chair, and force me to write the next chapter. I am so horrible! I haven't updated in...how long has it been? O.o Oh wow...Well, you should all delight in the fact that I am indeed working on the next chapter to this story and am maybe...almost half way through. Of course, I have no idea how long it should be before it's up, but never fear! There shall be one!!!!
Eventually...
Hehe
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