Mwahaha! Lured in another one. YES. This is the part where I ramble on about myself. Feel free to stick around or just scroll down to mah stories.

: Well. What can I say? I am possibly the most marvellous person you will ever meet. I type this with complete seriousness.

: Ross; Sexy thing; I.D.; "Hey, you."

: November 29th

: 16

: "Born in England, made a trans-atlantic jump to the Caribbean, and vice-versa a couple times. Currently living in the British Virgin Islands, a cluster of rocks off the coast of Puerto Rico.

: "African-American". What's the point of this phrase? What if you're not American thank God? Ridiculous in the way only Americans seem to be. In simpler terms, Imma nigga, yo.

: Fifth-form student in high school; "author" haha.

I enjoy (with great pleasure, mind you): my boyfriend, slash, swimming, writing, reading, and photography, in that order.

I tend to despise (among a great number of things) the following:

First and foremost: not being yourself. What's the point?

- When people LOVE your stories, but don't review. LURKING LURKERS! Really, people. A few seconds won't kill you, and it really does mean the world. I'm not just being a review grubber- I know I love the feeling, and I'm completely sure that others do too.

- People who talk shit about me behind my back. Please. Tell me to my face. I'll probably kill you, but at least you were honest. God will love you (forever).

- Hypocrites.

- Okra.

- When my feet grow, because it means I have to buy another pair of the same color of Converse.

You. Yes, you.

You're still reading, so it means something yes?

Perhaps your Inner Smutter has been left disappointed and unsatisfied?

Hmm. Chances are, you'll find something to quench your dirty smut thirst where I post the things not meant for prying eyes, i.e., naughty underage children. Or summat like that, anyway.

Head up to that link. It says Homepage. Nice and blue.

And in the Evil Scientist La-borrr-a-torrr-y:

Er- works in progress :D Go a-scrolling, darling.