Author has written 5 stories for Harry Potter, and Lord of the Rings.
Greetings to you, girls and boys, you have stumbled upon the little corner of this manical world that I have made my own.
If you are of nervous disposition, then I suggest you run away now, very fast indeed. For the straight jacket was not tight enough and the door left ajar. In other words, the mansonite is out of her cage. All are doomed. The grass is not greener on the other side, I set it on fire.
Let the cries be sent to the heavens, who is this rampant maniac?
Established in the year 1985 in a little hospital in the wilds of southern England, I was christened Harley Niamh by a slightly insane Irish mother, intertwined with a twin sibling who beat me into this world by seven minutes, tagged as Christina Rose. A female who knows far too much incriminating things about me that could be used for black mail purposes that she should be shipped to Texas, USA where a manic cowboy will hit her over the head with a brick.
Yes, little people, you have seen it hence, do not believe what twisted little Olsen twins have falsely preached, twin sisters are not the bestest of buddies. Yes, as Marilyn Manson does so proudly proclaim upon track eleven of his Golden Age of Grotesque; 'I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do.'
Alas, it is true what the more perceptive of you may have guessed. I am a feared breed. I am a Marilyn Manson fan.
My word. Are you still here? We are feeling brave today, take a deep breath, close your eyes and leap from the bridge.
Only then remember to attach the bungee line.
I do believe you are dead. I suggest a closed coffin. Stains like that are near impossible.
It would appear that I am rambling. I shall just dive straight into the pirana tank then and get on with it, we all have homes to go to afterall.
Single entity that I adore would be that of music, bands that grace my player with their presence are as follows;
Trips into the fantasy, images burnt into frames for the ages to look back and muse over. I like my films, as follows;
I have favourite artists, I also have my favourite songs. Those which, when life decides to throw a hissy fit right in the middle of when you're dealing with the last crisis, there is always something that you can slam on the player, that fits with every random mood.
When Depressed in Need of Cheer
When Depressed In Need Of Ammunition
When Pissed Off and In Need of Firing Up
When Pissed Off and In Need of Calming Down
When Suffering From Post Relationship Trauma
Idiot Boyfriend Syndrome
Attempting College Work
Having a Moment of Insanity
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