I am 13 years old, Wiccan, and live in London (I just moved her from Cardiff, S. Wales...).
I would like to thank however decided that my pyschotic ramblings were worth the publication, and also to the Nudist Colony of Alaska with whom I couldn't have done it without. Shoutouts to the artificially happy (read: Prozac), bilingual, French Monkey named Pierre who constantly mocks me with his monkey pants, and to Princess Bob who astounded me with her/his wit and wisedom.
I take no responsibilty for any lose of sanity, respectibility or intelligence that may result from reading one of my stories, and please remember: I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!
Blame it on the bloody monkey crack!!