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Author has written 79 stories for Romance, Life, Love, General, Young Adult, Friendship, General, and Family.
Yo, name's private business but chu can call me whatever you want, get it? Got it, good.
Ahem. Sorry. Please ignore my awful impersonation of a wannabe gangster from the hood.
I'm not. A wannabe gangster from the hood, I mean.
Although, evidently, some people think I'm a mobster...
And one of my guy friends apparently has his own mafia...
Crazy rumors, ya know?
Let me put it this way- I am part filipino. And have you ever heard of the Filipino Mafia? Or a filipino mobster?
There's a reason for that.
The FilaMafia is not well known.
I have nothing to do with them.
Or La Familia.
Please do not shoot me.
I am not trying to offend you in any way.
My multiple personalities come out at the most random times.
Yes, my multiple personalities. I like to put it this way:
I have lots of personalities. One of them's a boy, though, and one of them's kind of slutty, so... Well, it's like 32 Personalities and Counting.
Wait, now it's 33 Personalities and Counting.
Does that qualify as incest? Ew.
I'm a girl, by the way.
I can be really random.
So expect that in my writing.
I enjoy writing dark, angsty stuff, but sometimes I've been known to write really mushy, fluffy, gooey, romantic crap.
Now, know most of you don't care, but here' some of my favorite stuffs.
Hobbies: Making up words, writing, reading, doing nothing, pissing off my mother...
Things I Like About My Mother: She's not the brightest crayon in the box, I'm good at hustling her out of her money, I legitimately beat her at Monopoly when I was like, 6...
Music: Metallica, Evans Blue, Three Days Grace, Escape the Fate, All that Remains, Eyes Set to Kill, Falling in Reverse, Mayday Parade, The Maine
TV Shows: Supernatural, Criminal Minds, NCIS
Letters: A is my absolute favorite letter ever. However, I also am partial to the letters J, L, and S.
Sugars: I personally find regular cane sugar to be the most convenient. That's not to say brown sugar and powdered sugars aren't good, also. By the way, why do they call it powdered and confectioners? Why don't they just pick one name?
Books: The Pact by Jodi Piccoult is AMAZING! I read the entire thing listening to Emily by From First to Last on repeat because it really set the mood. I'm kind of a speed-reader, so it only took me several hours over a span of three days to finish, which probably explains best why I was able to listen to the same song for an entire book. But really, if you read that book, you gotta listen to the song at least twice. I don't care if you absolutely hate Sonny's voice the first time, I did too. I read the lyrics, thought it was going to be a good song, listened to the first half and thought it was a shame- it would be a really good song if the singer's voice didn't suck. I couldn't even listen to all of it. But I listened to it again (admittedly a couple months later, but still) and I realized his voice is good. I have been enlightened. And then I listened to it on repeat for the duration of a 389 page book.
Songs: Dragging Dead Bodies in Blue Bags up Really Long Hills by Escape the Fate... Not really. I just like saying that. It's a pretty cool title. That's not to say it isn't a good song, it is. But, let's see... I like Cold(But I'm Still Here) by Evans Blue and Eclipsed, and A Cross and a Girl Named Blessed, and In a Red Dress and Alone, also all by Evans Blue. I love Emily by From First to Last and Ryan by Eyes Set to Kill and Ashley by ETF. Situations, My Apocalypse, and As You're Falling Down by ETF. For ESTK, I like Heights, Pure White Lace, Give You My All, and.. A couple others I can't seem to remember at the moment.
Fanfiction.net Writer: ABCsoup. She is amazing. She is my favorite person in the entire world. You should all go check her out, that's how amazing she is... No, she's not me! How could you suggest such a thing! Well... she might be similiar to me... Might look a little like me... Act a little like me... Okay! She's me... But she's still amazing :)
And finally, some words about my writing. This section will be appropriately titled "My Writing."
These are actually non-fictional, although I honestly feel like you might enjoy them more if you didn't know that fact, so I'm not sure why I'm putting that up here. But if you want an explanation for them, here they are.
"Hey, A, I Miss You" is the first one I wrote. Me and my boyfriend, who I'd liked for a looooong time before he asked me out, had just gotten together. He got into some trouble and basically, got his phone taken away for an undetermined period of time, so I'd just found out I wasn't going to be able to communicate with him over the summer. We were both understandably upset by this, because we'd been looking forward to many long summer days spent together.
"Hey, A, I'm Going to Pretend I Hate You" is sort of the sequel to the above. It was supposed to be the last story like this. It was written after summer, which, despite the optimistic feel at the end of the first story, actually ended with us having very, very little communication. We heard from each other about three times. And so we broke up... kind of. I use the word hate, because that's what I wanted to feel about him, because he didn't say a word before he just stopped talking to me. (And I'd waited the whole summer for him! xD) I laugh now, but at the time, I was pretty heartbroken.
"Hey, You, I Miss You" was conceived on my first day of summer break. The whole thing was feeling very deja-vu-ish, and I finally figured out why when I decided I wanted to write something about this guy, who gets the designation You. (It's actually more clever than A's, if you'll believe that, but of course, I'm the only one who understands my inside joke with myself.) I suddenly remembered my previous works and my love for that formatting. So, this third work was born. While A got the honor of being my first boyfriend, you'll notice You got my first kiss. Which, honestly, doesn't make much sense to me, either, so I won't even try to explain. This story veers off into fiction moreso than the previous stories, just because poetic license is a thing and I wanted to make it more interesting.
This is my first pillow book. The title stems from my destructive tendency to punch things that I know will scrape my knuckles up when I'm angry. I write these but, as of now, I'm terribly behind in putting them up, so there's an entire stash that even if I post once a day, probably won't run out for at least a good two weeks.
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