strip clubs and dollar bills

i change this shit so much, but here's something that actually describes me:

cherie. seventeen. addicted to fanfiction (it honestly puts a wedge between me and my life, which i don't mind). sometimes i feel like the baddest bitch on earth and other times i feel so weak that i wish i had a river to skate away on. i love talking to people, so feel free to pm me or contact me here. kisses.

update schedule

bythos: i won't be able to update for a while, lovelies. i've decided to write the next three/four chapters in advance due to specific events that i want to play out without flaw, and that's going to take serious time/editing. to add to that, i need a new laptop. in the meantime, you should go read any story in my favorites; they're all great and ten times better than anything i'll ever write. kisses!