Reading is my escape from reality, yet it is also my trap. It reminds me of the meaninglessness and also importance of life. It defines me as a person, but is also not a part of me. It widens my perspective of the universe, while also limiting my reach. Reading is joy, sadness,courage, fear, longing, resentment. Reading is reality, yet also a fantasy. It calms me and speeds up my boils my blood. Reading messages of love in all it's forms and reading of pure hatred to those closest to you. Reading heals wounds, creating others at the same time. Reading is the definition of our world...
Sappiness aside I read originals and fan fiction.
Currently the main fandoms:
Lotr/The hobbit
Assassination classroom
Creepypasta
LGBTQ+ supporter
Artist(kinda)
Author(to be)
Favourite colours: pink and black
Favorite shape: skull/heart
Been through some #¡*
Entrepreneur since 5
Used to have pointed ears(inside of the groove-thingy)
Preferred time: dark
Favourite president: Nelson Mandela
Best friend: is a anime geek but AWSOME
Favourite movie: Alita battle angel
Random talent: great guesser/can know the future (I litterally knew who my dad/stepfather would be before either of them)
Following
Story by Creepcake Eternal
He's my father(creepy pasta)
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