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All About Me:

Favorite Anime: Fruits Basket, Hetalia, Special A

Favorite Movies: Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Surfs Up, The Host, ANYTHING DISNEY, Harry Potter

Favorite Shows: My Little Pony (not a complete Brony), Studio C, Incredible Crew

Favorite Websites: This one of course, Fiction Press (I have an account there), Poptropica, DollDivine, Pinterest, Pottermore (Same username)

Favorite Foods: Apple Pie (Apple anything), Frozen Yogurt, Cream Puffs, anything sugar, Chicken Bake (The Costco kind), Orange Chicken, Taquitos

Favorite Artists: Imagine Dragons, Kelly Clarkson, Lindsey Stirling, Fun.

Favorite Animals: Fox, Wolf (duh), Penguin

I Hate: Running, Walking, Cussing, There being no internet, yep. That pretty much sums it up.

I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We're painted red to fit right in
Whoa
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive

All systems go, sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive

Love This-

All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all who wander are lost.

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring.

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.