Hi everyone. My name is Elle. My penname used to be per lamore di anima.

I like reading, singing, music, pointless arguements, and drawing. I dislike overly dramatic movies and dissapointing people.

Current fandoms: Rise of the Guardians, Danny phantom Xovers

favorite books: twilight( all of them), the host
favorite artists/bands: evanescence, the used, flyleaf, my chemical romance, muse, lily allen
favorite movies: x-men, sweeny todd, transformers, a million others i cant think of right now

I'm starting to write some Rise of the Guardians fan fiction hopefully i can get that up before I go back to college.

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

Message to the world:

The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up, I was BLACK, When I'm sick, I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun, I'm BLACK, When I'm cold, I'm BLACK, When I die, I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born, you were PINK, When you grow up, you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun, you turn RED, When you're cold, you turn BLUE, And when you die, you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
(Post this on your profile if you hate racism.)