Uh... hi. I guess your pretty bored if you're reading this... I'm not exactly sure what to put in here so I guess I'll be a lazy ass and not put anything. I guess you can tell that I like fanfiction (no shit). yea, I don't really like the last story I wrote... I did at the time but if you really read it it kind of sucks and doesn't reallly work in theory, or maybe I'm jsut being too hard on myself.
I also have a tendency to get really really bad writers block to a point where I put myself in a rut... yea that has kind of been happening lately to me. It sucks ass pretty bad

OK... If your still reading I'm a little scared and flattered because something about me has obviously struck your fancy so here's more pointless shit about me:
Likes:
good well written fanfiction
rhaman noodles
scented candles

dislikes:
gay cliched fanfiction
people who are prejudice
stupid yappy dogs like Chihuahuas or whatever the hell those things are called... whatever they are they suck and don't deserve to be called dogs...

Maybe if I'm really lucky your still reading this... and if you are it's probably because I flamed you and now your all pissed off about it... Oh well I really don't care. If I flamed your gay story it's because it deserved to be. It's not my fault if your a shitty writer and are too stuck in these gay cliched stories. And you know what: I meant every word of it and maybe if i'm just lucky enough... I've done the world a favor and hurt you enough to where you didn't write ever again. But hey... a girl can dream.

Fav. quotes:
"I can't go to hell, Satan does want such competition!"

~*~Queen of the Damned Quotes~*~
Lestat: I don't have time for this.
Jesse: All a vampire has is time.
Lestat: Well, that makes you a very clever librarian, Talamascan. I knew I left that journal somewhere. So, was it a good read?
Lestat: How did you manage to slip through the 50's in red velvet?
Marius: I slept.
Lestat: You didn't miss much. Elvis.
Marius: Elvis, yes.

~*~Cruel Intetions~*~
Kathryn: I think that I'll go and take my new car for a ride.
Sebastian: No, the only thing you'll be riding is me.
Kathryn: In English I'll fuck your brains out.
Kathryn: Fuck her yet?
Sebastian: Working on it.
Kathryn: Loser.
Sebastian: Blow me.
Kathryn: Call me later?
Kathryn: I am the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself.
Sebastian: How IS your gold-digging whore of a mother enjoying Bali?
Kathryn: She suspects your impotent, alcoholic father is diddling the maid.
Sebastian: Good.
Sebastian: I didn't know it was asshole day at the Valmont house.