Author has written 12 stories for Twilight.
"What lies before us and what lies behind us are small matters compared to what lies within us."
"Scars remind us of where we've been; they do not need to dictate where we go."
"If we can call them friends then we can call them on the telephone."
"Take anything you want, it's fine."
"Crop circles in the carpet."
Person A: "Quick someone tell a joke!"
"And I should've been there, in the back of your mind."
"My friends are beautiful."
Any day now, any one of us could die. I am not saying this to sound cliche, it is true. You could walk into the street, headed to meet a friend and be hit by a car. Do not become paranoid. I am aware of these circumstances, and I am aware of how lucky I am to be alive to this day. Some people take life for granted--I am trying not to. Have any of you heard of Daddy's Little Cannibal? In May of this year, she was struck by a drunk driver and killed. Abruptly. One of our fellow twilighters was killed, taken from us so soon and so quickly, it's hard to believe. What was she thinking her final minutes? The pain had probably already passed, so she was most definetely not thinking of that. She was probably thinking of everyone who loved her. Maybe she thought of some of us fellow ficters. She probably thought of her family, and of her friends. And when that beautiful angel in the form of Edward Cullen offered his hand to her to take her home, she probably most definetely took it--trusting the angel. I know I would.
Dear whomever happens to stumble across my profile,
I am a quite sporadic, sometimes loud, but mostly quiet girl. I tend to keep to myself, and you will never find me
So, in conclusion, I tell you:
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