Author has written 3 stories for Eragon, Ouran High School Host Club, and Robin Hood BBC.
So, hello! A little about myself: I am eighteen and sort of into writing. I have like a billion stories saved on my computer and all of them are not done. Lol. I have a problem, see, where I watch a new series or a movie and then I start to write something about it and then I get sidetracked and never finish them. Either that or I'm just stuck and life happens that I completely forget about them! Whatever the reason, you should all know that I will probably (actually, it's a complete given!) never finish any of the stories I have on my profile. There's just too many things to do in this season of my life that I have no time to be alone and get down to this writing business. But, more than anything though, I wish to finish these stories, and perhaps I will in (hopefully) the not too distant future. Anywho, hope y'all at least like what I have in my tiny little library of stories :) I hope to continue writing soon...once I'm graduated and I can begin my life!!
I used to have super powers, but then my therapist took them away.
I’m not late. I’m just early for tomorrow.
I hear voices and they don’t like you.
Smile: it confuses the enemy.
Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.
Kinda hard not to be the smart ass when you’re talking to dumb-asses all the time.
You look familiar. Have I threatened you before?
Huh. Sanity. What would I do with something as useless as that? Lucky for me, I never had any such thing.
Those that ignore history are doomed to repeat it; those who studied history are doomed to know it’s stronger.
I’m only afraid of knives when you’re holding them.
I’m too tired to tell the truth.
I’m up, I’m dressed; what more do you want?
Instant Human: Just add coffee.
I used up all my sick days, so I called in dead.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard; become evil.
Las night, as I lay in my bed looking up at the stars in the sky, I wondered, “Where the heck is my ceiling?”
A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.
Of course violence isn’t the answer. The question is ‘violence’, and the answer is ‘yes’!
Tell me your sob story…I need a good laugh.
That which doesn’t kill you…will probably try again.
Sometimes it’s not a good idea to question your friend. Just help them dump the body in the river and walk away.
I SWEAR TO DRUNK I AM NOT GOD!
You say ‘weird’ like it’s a bad thing.
I’m sorry; they had to remove a part of my soul to make room for more sarcasm.
What drugs are you on? And can I have some?
You’re just jealous because the voices talk to me and not you.
Just smile and wave.
Don’t tick me off; I’m running out of places to hide the bodies.
Never knock on Death’s door…ring the doorbell and then run away…he hates that.
Whoever said nothing is impossible has never tried slamming a revolving door.
Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you’re a mile away from them and you have their shoes.
I refuse to engage in an intellectual battle with an unarmed man.
This is not something to be tossed aside lightly. It is to be thrown, with great force.
Warning: Trespassers will be shot. Warning: Survivors will be shot again.
Always forgive your enemies…nothing annoys them more.
I want revenge. Is that so wrong?
Chaos, panic, and disorder. I see my work here is done.
The problem with reality is a lack of background music.
I laugh in the face of Death! Maybe not laugh, more like snicker… A quiet snicker, and I wouldn’t do it directly in Death’s face so, it’s more like a quiet snicker behind Death’s back.
When life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
Your chances of getting struck by lightning go up if you stand under a tree, shake your fist at the sky, and yell, “Storms suck!”
Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.
They say the truth will set you free. Then why is every time I tell the truth, I get sent to my room?
I don’t suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it!
I’m too tired to slap you. Bash your head against my hand instead.
“You’re a freak!”
“You noticed? What was your first clue?”
You say baby pink, I say blood red. You say Hannah Montana, I say Three Days Grace. You say High School Musical, I say Naruto. You say rap, I say rock. You say I’m weird, I say ‘Yes I am!’