About
My quest thread:
http://tinyurl.com/aa5t9
I am but a child, in a world for adults. I know not their ways, nor their games. Search as I might, I find myself lost. A child, lost in a world for adults.
As that five-second poem suggest I am still basically a kid.
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Anyhow. I am a poet of sorts (I like that phrase for some reason), greatly obsessed with anime and stuff.
My Quilt



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Ummm...yeah...my patch sucks. I'll make a better one. Later.
Chainmail is against Gaia TOS, stop sending it to me, or putting it on my profile!
Journal
Winds of Truth
The girls dark brown hair fell to the small of her back, as she toyed with it gently, holding her journal in her free hand, reading it over with sad brown eyes. Glancing up she noticed the visitors there, "Oh, hello." she smiled. Someone asked about the journal. Blushing she said, "Oh...it's filled with my poems mostly, among other things..." she extended her journal out in both hands. "Feel free to read it if you'd like-and please, tell me what you think."
My journal filled with poetry/writings. =P
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Rabid Shorteh
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