Howdie there.
The name's Zack.
Fourteen flaming candles on my cake.
Musically obsessed?
Photoshop is my life =
RPing is my game.
I hate sports, so fuck you.
Brown eyes filled up with smoke.
Waves of brown hair.
Not to tall, not short at all.
I'm a poet that writes about "us baby".
I'll sing you a perfect song.
Small Town Something.
I live to march on that field.
I run to books when bored.
Storms excite me.
Lightning erodes me.
A lover, and surely not a fighter.
I'mma pessioptimistic.
Obsessed with Heroes.
I hold the longest grudges.
I get chillbumps very easily.
You can kiss my ass if I hate you.
I squint when angry or if you are just weird.
Most of my friends are located on the INTERNET.
Love to see drama.
I'm poetically speaking, not polictically.
Craves bands who have bamfing lyrics.
Mess me with me, you get messed back with
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A crazy ass family. Only three sane people in it.
I love my blackjack to death.
My Zune is my baby, unborn of course.
I dig those brunette girls with the evergreen eyes.
I can text you to death.
I laugh like a hyena/Goofy.
I wanna be a writer when I grow up
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I want to live in New York in an apartment with white walls and hardwood floors.
I am totally confused in my life right now.
I think differently from people in my world.
Favorite word is "bulbous".
Favorite band is The Bravery.
Muse rocks my fucking ass off.
I cuss like a dayum sailor. Shh, don't tell anyone.
Making people laugh makes me laugh.
You can tell me any secret and it will never be told again.
Most truthworty person EVER.
I perfer girls as friends, more than guys.
I like to write my LIFE away.
Simplicity is tough to me.
Hate math, love english.
American, Hispanic, Indian, and Scottish.
Hate smoke, hate alcohol, never going to do it.
Loving high school currently.
Liking a blondehair, blue eyed girl right now.
My dreams are seriously WHACKED UP.
Softhearted.
Perpetually loved and hated.
Doomed to go nowhere after death.
Living in a land down unda.
Fun.
Artisitic.
Creative.
Loud.
Hilarious.
Weird.
Geeky.
Bookworm.
Writer to the extreme.
Is that enough
About my Stories
Elements:
Fire. Wind. Water. Earth. The four elements that reign the earth. Ever wonder if people can wield these powers? The four teenagers never thought about it until they discover they can. Fate throws them hard into the action life. Mr. Mysio, a genetic scientist is determined to find these four teens to train them. Because little did all of the world know, a dark man is creating a new army of things no ever suspected.
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