Author has written 4 stories for Fantasy, and Young Adult.
Do you know what makes someone dangerous?
What is my intent?
I am an ambitious, ego-centric, narcissistic, selfish, wanting bitch. I like it that way. I am 21 years old and I live in a big enough city to hate big cities but never want to go back to a small town. I hate most everything, but I like when shit tries to get me to like it. It's either amusing or endearing, and that's perfectly okay. Until it gets pathetic, then it's just, well, pathetic. I don't bite verbally, so feel free to pm/review/spat random shit at/to/about me. I love strangers, I can tell you anything and you would be more tempted to believe me simply because I would know and you would not. Therefore I'm easier to trust, right? I cuss a lot, and loathe the following words:
gosh, darn, and heck ... and that's it. They are EXCUSES. They stand for something else, but are too damn weak to be their own thing. People who use these words INFURIATE ME, but I can tolerate them so long as they do not attempt to make me use these pathetic excuse-words they deem themselves too vagina-like to say the real deal.
I apologize, I tend to rant. I like interesting people, and although all people think themselves interesting, some of you are not. That's okay, mundane people can be glorious too. So long as you don't talk about every mundane event in your life as if it's the most significant thing ever, we will be set. I might be uninteresting as well, who am I to judge.
Talk to me. Review my stuff. Add/Favorite and generally give a damn and you'll find yourself in my "favorite" people category in my dome piece. If that holds value to you, feel free to carry on.
I want to be discovered
But not so much so that people like me feel too small
to tell me what they are thinking.