
I_Am_A_Phoenix added a question to the starred list

What would you do differently if you had the chance to live your life over again? Or, w...
on April 25, 2016

Nyesh

Lightstriker195
Meep
on April 25, 2016

I_Am_A_Phoenix
Merp
on April 25, 2016

Lightstriker195
Nerp
on April 25, 2016

I_Am_A_Phoenix
Moo
on April 25, 2016

Lightstriker195
Plort
on April 25, 2016
on April 25, 2016

Hey
What's up?
What's up?

I am going to head to bed now...I am dearly sorry for doing so...right before we start RPing...
on April 25, 2016

on April 25, 2016

Okie, that's fine! Here's a link to the page, btw: https://www.qfeast.com/page/kL4Eci/Human-Animal-Hybrids
on April 25, 2016
on April 25, 2016

*tackles you*
HELLLOOOOOOOOO
HELLLOOOOOOOOO

I would if I could, but unfortunately everyone's nagging at me to go to bed now. Sorry. :(
*Cries*
Do you want to RP tomorrow?
*Cries*
Do you want to RP tomorrow?
on April 25, 2016
on April 25, 2016

HELLO
YOU'RE ONLINE
*TACKLE HUGS*
I literally woke up like two minutes ago which is super weird since it's Sunday XD
YOU'RE ONLINE
*TACKLE HUGS*
I literally woke up like two minutes ago which is super weird since it's Sunday XD
on April 24, 2016

I just realized that this was Raven's song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDELybyZ4oU
I'm gonna go find songs for all of my OCs now XD
I'm gonna go find songs for all of my OCs now XD

"Heart Attack" - Demi Lovato (Sam Tsui & Chrissy Costanza of ATC)
SUBSCRIBE! I promise, it's fun :1 http://bit.ly/SubscribeKHS Check out our epic song with Coke Bottles! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzuRvzsNpTU iTunes Do...

on April 24, 2016
on April 24, 2016

Cinderella couldn’t believe it.
The girl was staring at her, wide-eyed, wearing the strangest clothes Cinderella had ever seen. Blue trousers of a strange material, a pink shirt that barely covered the shoulders, didn't even have a collar, and had black lettering across the front that read “DADDY’S GIRL.”
“You really are Cinderella,” the girl murmured.
I nod slowly.
“But… why are you here? What about your prince?”
I snorted. “What are you talking about?”
She blinked. “You look See More old, but that can't be. You ran away with the prince after the ball.”
“What ball?” Cinderella was growing slightly concerned for the girl.
The girl was bewildered. “The one where you met your prince! Then you had to run away at midnight because the magic wouldn't last, but you lost your shoe, and that's how your prince found you again!”
Cinderella shook her head. “That's absurd. I've never even met a prince.”
At least, not one that remembered her...
The girl was staring at her, wide-eyed, wearing the strangest clothes Cinderella had ever seen. Blue trousers of a strange material, a pink shirt that barely covered the shoulders, didn't even have a collar, and had black lettering across the front that read “DADDY’S GIRL.”
“You really are Cinderella,” the girl murmured.
I nod slowly.
“But… why are you here? What about your prince?”
I snorted. “What are you talking about?”
She blinked. “You look See More old, but that can't be. You ran away with the prince after the ball.”
“What ball?” Cinderella was growing slightly concerned for the girl.
The girl was bewildered. “The one where you met your prince! Then you had to run away at midnight because the magic wouldn't last, but you lost your shoe, and that's how your prince found you again!”
Cinderella shook her head. “That's absurd. I've never even met a prince.”
At least, not one that remembered her...
on April 23, 2016

Sunday was the oldest: wise and quiet and calm. They were the ones that spent all of their time watching their siblings or relaxing or thinking - after all, thinking was quite an important thing for a person to do.
Monday was the second eldest. They were cranky and rude, the ones most likely to murder anyone who got on their nerves. They liked things simple, although life was rarely as they wished it to be.
Tuesday was the “oldest middle one,” as they called themself. They were See More very paradoxial and different, and they loved playing sports. They could be either hyper or tired as Hypnos depending on their mood and the time of day.
Wednesday was the very middle, and no one really liked them for it - aside from a select few. They were shy and rarely talked, more often sleeping or reading or doing homework in their own little corner of the world.
Thursday was the weird one, always confused and awkward and clumsy. Everyone thought that they looked like Friday - except for Friday, of course.
Friday was the craziest, always partying and chatting with friends and celebrating for no apparent reason. They loved attention and fun.
Saturday, the youngest, was the baby of the family. Everyone loved them. They had almost anything they wanted, and got the most attention and praise of anybody.
Despite their differences, though, all seven siblings loved each other and needed each other. They all cared about each other beyond measure, forming an unbreakable bond that would be remembered for millennia to come.
Monday was the second eldest. They were cranky and rude, the ones most likely to murder anyone who got on their nerves. They liked things simple, although life was rarely as they wished it to be.
Tuesday was the “oldest middle one,” as they called themself. They were See More very paradoxial and different, and they loved playing sports. They could be either hyper or tired as Hypnos depending on their mood and the time of day.
Wednesday was the very middle, and no one really liked them for it - aside from a select few. They were shy and rarely talked, more often sleeping or reading or doing homework in their own little corner of the world.
Thursday was the weird one, always confused and awkward and clumsy. Everyone thought that they looked like Friday - except for Friday, of course.
Friday was the craziest, always partying and chatting with friends and celebrating for no apparent reason. They loved attention and fun.
Saturday, the youngest, was the baby of the family. Everyone loved them. They had almost anything they wanted, and got the most attention and praise of anybody.
Despite their differences, though, all seven siblings loved each other and needed each other. They all cared about each other beyond measure, forming an unbreakable bond that would be remembered for millennia to come.
on April 23, 2016

The pages flashed before her eyes, her entire life on replay, things that she’s never noticed or known before clicking into place, revelation after revelation spinning dizzily around in her head.
She slammed the book shut before she could read another word - if this was even called reading.
She only knew one thing for certain:
She would never, ever write again.
She slammed the book shut before she could read another word - if this was even called reading.
She only knew one thing for certain:
She would never, ever write again.
on April 23, 2016

Mischievous - true. I do usually manage to worm my way out of trouble. Everyone teased me to no end for being a teacher's pet - one of the reasons that I'm homeschooled now. However, I do not have blonde hair.
on April 23, 2016