For the revised version of Mr. Perfect and some other short stories/shitty poetry, check out my other account.

Crimson Dizzy. Because I'm not into cats and coloured paper any more.

I'm not a brilliant writer. My descriptions aren't poetic. My dialogue isn't magnificent. I make technical mistakes all the time. BUT I adore doing it and some people have liked my work, so that must count for something. Right?? I am incredibly lazy and anyone who reads what I've written should be able to see that. BUT in my defense, I did win NaNoWriMo this year, so I can't be that lazy.

My weaknesses include boys with curly hair and pink lips, chocolate chip cookies and colourful alcholic drinks. I am a voracious reader and will plough my way through any book I can get my hands on, whether it be The Lord of the Rings or Breaking Dawn. And no, I don't actually like Twilght, but I don't feel like going on about it either. My dream is to be a published writer, but as of yet I have no idea which genre is for me. Guess I'll have to keep experimenting...

I write a lot of slash.

I like to make people laugh. But I kind of want to make them cry as well.

Review me and I will love you forever. In your pants.

Hehe.