Hey everyone! I am new to this site and i just wanted to say hello. I love writng and other literature things. Making stories is wonderful don't you think? I mean, you can put all your feelings into what you write, ensnare the reader and keep them wanting more. It's so wonderful when you get good reviews on what you write and some people give you advice to help you improve your writing.

Age: 20
Gender: Female
Description: Brown eyes, Brown hair.
Real name: Hah! Like i'd tell you!
Favorite things: Dancing, Singing, listening to music, reading fanfictions, reading in genral, chatting with people on the phone, playing games,watching anime,reading manga, theaterboys LOL!
Favorit colors: Black, Silver, Black,Blue (preferably darker color), Red, Black, Purple, oh and did i mentionBlack?
Favorite artists: Morning Musume, Avenged Sevenfold, From First to Last, Armor For Sleep, Namie Amuro, BoA, Do As Infinity, Papa Roach, Ayumi Hamasaki, Dream (the japanese band), Koda Kumi, Utada Hikaru,Within Temptation, Evanescence, The Killers, and many many more
Favorite songs: don't have one.

there are so many things i want to write about but my writing isnt that good. But... if people want to they can give me advice to help me with my writings or ideas for stories that they cant think of anything with.

One person who has read the poems i have written doesn't know what it's all about, boesn't know how i feel when i write these poems.

Quotes:

Thinking that you’re not worthy of something or that you can’t have something makes it so that you can’t have it. That the only thing that’s stopping you from getting what you want is you and that you’ll never know what you can do or what you get unless you get yourself together and ask

I always wanted to know what it would be like to be a snowflake. A beautiful white snowflake. To dance around and fall from the heavens as if a gift sent by God. I always wanted to know how that felt. A beautiful small snowflake with a pattern of its own. No snowflake is alike, they are all different. That is what I love about them. But like every snowflake comes an end. An end to the entire world and the people in it. The snowflake melts, melts a lonely death. Dying in the warmth of heat. No matter what the heat source is, it melts

A person’s true self is what is left when everything else is taken away and if you want to be happy, throw reason out the window.