Who I Am :P
First off, I’m making this page, cause well, Dorian told me to. In case you didn’t know, Dorian is my baby wolf during the day and he is my wolf during the night. He is quite cuddly, just in case you were wondering. But not cause he’s fat or anything, cause he isn’t. I just really love cuddling with him, and when he holds me, I feel safer than anything else in the whole world. Hes also muscular so he has strong arms and so he also gives the most wonderful hugs ever. Anyway, back to the whole cuddling thing, I love listening to his heartbeat. Nothing is more relaxing in this entire world. And he gives amazing piggy back rides :3 Buutttttt this isn’t an about Dorian page (although now I’m considering making one, although I’ll feel creepy doing but eh whatever)
Ok so about me.
I’m 14 going on 15.
I act like a little kid a lot.
Like.
A LOT.
I brought play doh, and a dinosaur coloring book to school, WITH CRAYONS. I ask for piggyback rides all the times, and I swear, half the time I don’t live in reality, but a fantasy world of my own (although, when I do hit reality, it usually fucking sucks and I hate it)
I tend to curse a lot. A bit too much actually. Should probably change that.
Um, I get sad a lot. For no reason sometimes. It’s pretty stupid, and I want to be happy, so I’m trying to be happy.
My favorite color is green. My favorite animals are penguins (NOT DEAD PENGUINS, DORIAN). My favorite movie is the Wizard of Oz. My favorite book series is Harry Potter, and when I marry Dorian and have kids with him (although he’s unaware that I’m still going with this plan), we are going to name our daughter Lily. Although I plan on having a boy first, and I shall name him Vladimir.
When I grow up, I want to be a psychiatrist. And have a Lamborghini. My favorite car is a Lambo :D
Um, what else?
I don’t know, if I think of anything else, I’ll update this.
Well actually, see, now I’m thinking. Should I just use this page to tell you all the things that are just so terrible about me, so that you learn what’s better for you and you stay away, or should I just let you learn that over time, deciding for yourself if I’m worth the trouble I’ll put you through?
I don’t know if I’m worth the trouble. Something really interesting about me, this one person that I loved more than I could have possibly loved anyone or anything else, I ended up fucking them over the most. I mean, he was the best thing that ever happened to me, I really loved him, but I didn’t show it. I made him hurt so much. I put him though so much shit that he didn’t deserve, that no one would deserve. And chances are, if you’re looking to get close to me in any way whatsoever, I might end up hurting you too, because that’s what I do, I hurt everyone. I feel like a monster sometimes. I mean, I’m not like the worlds biggest bitch and I’m not like psychopathic and gonna go on a whole murdering spree and whatnot, so maybe monster is a bit over dramatic, but I do feel like a terrible person at least.
The good I do in this world is far outweighed by the bad.
