Heyyyyyyyyyy there- holy crap it's been 2 effin' years-- what.
K. I officially suck at being an author. I seriously need to get my head out of my- *COUGH* Anyways, so as you guys can probably guess, I have been cringing endlessly over my terrible lack of skills in writing and decided to completely revise all of my stories. They were the pitiful attempts at writing by an even pitifuller -that's not a word, I know- adolescent teen and now as an mature adult, I will take it upon myself to delete the stories and rewrite them completely. That's why I've been absent for such a long time, because after I uploaded the stories, I realized how horrible they actually were and tried to avoid seeing them. And then I lost the email for this account. But yeah, I found it recently and forced myself to face my demons and came to the ultimate decision to perform an exorcism. Which I am doing at the moment. So. Yeah. I need to stop saying 'yeah' so much.
I am so sorry you guys had to read such crap. My sincerest apologies to your poor eyes.
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Pen names : Musica Famiglia/La Musica del Cielo.
Gender: Do I need to say this? Cuz I don't think there'd be a guy whose name is Marie-Elle... but if there is then no offense.
Hobbies: Composing stories and lyrics, -but that's actually a problem since because of that I often spend hours sitting in the same place, thinking/daydreaming. Much to the frustration and irritation of my friends and family. ;;; Sorry mom. -Drawing my own anime characters, reading & watching manga/anime, playing the guitar, and taking pictures of beautiful or random things.
Things I Like:
Food: Everything my stomach likes.
Things I Don't Like:
Ok. So I DESPISE mushrooms, oysters, clams (but I like the Vongola- *stabbed violently*) and all slimy, juicy, unidentifiable stuff like that. I hate gory stuff like chest-stabbing and ohmyGod I already feel nauseous-- But, the thing I especially and absolutely hate is surgery. I know it sounds weird but seriously when I just hear about surgery or see it on TV (that's the worst for me) I literally have a hard time breathing and just curl up while clutching my chest. I also don't really have a thing for too much blood but the weird thing is that when I'm reading or writing about characters I don't like from certain mangas, stories, etc. (they're mostly all the bad or seriously f*cked up individuals) and I'm at a point where they get their "punishment", I think about the worst kinds of torture that includes stabbing and blood while chuckling hysterically. Not exactly healthy sounding but I'm sure that everyone goes through the same thing. Right? I'm also afraid of heights but I absolutely love riding airplanes. Some of you might find that strange but that's fine. And last of all, I HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE RAPE. I hate the word to it's every letter. So if I ever write a story where rape will come out, the rapist (who no doubt will just be some creepy ass pervert) will die in the most horrible ways in the end. *Evil laugh*
But another thing that I dislike as much as f*cked up rape is... Mary Sues.
I. F*cking. Hate. Mary. Sues. Especially when they're OCs. I mean, I don't have anything against OCs but seriously. I can't even describe how stupid it is to me when they're all "pitch-perfect-as-shit-can-get". I mean, seriously, how's the story supposed to be enjoyable if the OC outshines the canon character?
Well anyways, enough of my rambling.
Musica : So. I'm not exactly sure as to what this is anymore... It started off as lyrics to a song but now I'm seeing it more as a poem so...yeah, I'm just gonna categorize it as a poem.
Chattering with the whispering winds.
Her song can be heard.
Even in this distance.
As I stand here.
The moonlight filtering through the silent leaves welcomes me with an cold smile.
The ground is white as the moon's radiance paints everything in a sheer silver color.
My shadow's black silhouette runs through the white night.
Desperately searching for it's matching pair.
My voice cries out in vain.
The sinless pure white feathers flutter down.
All the lost memories shiver in fear of being erased forever.
Fallen angels cry in anguish as they realize again that they no longer have their wings.
The stars hold an fiery glare as they burn down upon my back.
The night train speeding through the black ocean seems almost like an huge black wolf with it's glowing red eyes silencing my soul as it rushes past me.
A fallen star wandering in this desolate desert.
Red, red as blood is the color of my grieving heart, which is now slowly burning away into embers.
In my dreams, the color of your tears stain my hands.
All my life, I wish I had broken bad habits instead of mirrors.
Because these hands that used to play the piano for you, are tied to an unforgiving past.
A wound that will never heal.
You knew this yet, you still came to me and held these blood stained hands close.
But now, these hands will never be able to hold yours again.
Even now, the expression that you wore on your face haunts me.
Your once star filled eyes were filled instead with pained tears.
Your hands that were once warm were as cold as the snow that fell eternally that day.
My voice cries out in vain as my heart is pressured with an never ending pain.
And I begin to feel tossed aside like those thrown away memories.
As the forgotten feathers float down around me.
I stand still, and the snow begins to pile up on my shoulders.
I gaze out into the field full of sorrow and I see your figure slumped in the white snow with your face twisted in grief buried in your lonely hands.
Is this image an mirage, illusion, or reality.
I will never know.
Now for my favorite anime pairings (random):
Adult!Reborn27/R27 ( #1. )
As you can obviously tell, I'm a major all27 shipper. Not ashamed of it and never will be.
One Piece pairings:
And yes, again, I'm an all x Luffy shipper.
And. Well. That's about it, I suppose.
I WAS SO FULL OF CRINGE IT'S INCREDIBLE REALLY HOW DID I LIVE