15. Chick. Freshman. That's all you need to know.
I fanfiction at fanfiction.net (my username is Hermione Alice Cullen-Granger or that in some other order, um... but I'm pretty sure that's right), but it sincerely sucks, which is why I just deleted all of my posted fanfic (I'm working on some new stuff now, and I'll post it soon). I have a lot of poems on Allpoetry (under the same username I have on this site), but they suck too. Don't read them.
I fanfiction at fanfiction.net (my username is Hermione Alice Cullen-Granger or that in some other order, um... but I'm pretty sure that's right), but it sincerely sucks, which is why I just deleted all of my posted fanfic (I'm working on some new stuff now, and I'll post it soon). I have a lot of poems on Allpoetry (under the same username I have on this site), but they suck too. Don't read them.
- Last seen on Jun 22 6:59 AM. Member since April 4, 2006.
- I am a 15 year old girl from Arkansas (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm wishing I was writing.
- I am in the groups I Want to Help You
- I have 22 comments, 44 poems, 5 stories, 4 journals
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It started with a cookie.
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A Breaking Dawn fanfic. Sweet Edward/Renesmee moment.300 words, 6 comments, August 13, 2008
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"As long as you do your best, I'll be proud of you" was another one of those things that every parent says but doesn't mean.200 words, 4 comments, August 12, 2008. In , Family, First person, Life, Personal, Sad, Short story, Teen, Unfinished
My Poetry
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- We're Over at allpoetry
Now I know you, so I'm saying
Baby, it's over for you and me - Promise at allpoetry
she whispers to herself,
the razor's to blame for the scars. - wife, kids? who cares? beer's your only true family. at allpoetry
nothing makes you sick
like the smell of •s•i•x• •a•m• booze
My journal entries
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I've been trying to recover from stupid-faced bulimia (yes, I DO have the maturity level of a kindergartener, and yes, I DID say stupid-faced). 1 Six and a half weeks. 2 Sometimes they were miserable; other times I was restricting and they were fine... if not still hard. 3 I'd almost forgotten just how shJune 19, In Bulimia, Eating disorder, Personal, Spur of the moment, Thoughts. 200 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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One of these days, I WILL get over my bulimia. I have to. My sister was having her 22nd birthday party (which consisted of just us and our 2 other sisters). We were dancing around, singing stupid songs. I didn't even have more than a tiny piece of the cake. And I purged. Worse than that, I cut. I haven't done
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Falling-apart, ramshackle place that the Big Bad Wolf could blow down with barely a huff-and-puff, if he had a mind to. In the middle of no-fucking-where. There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like-- Hell. There's plenty of places like home. I just want somewhere that's NOT homeMay 3, 100 words. → Make first comment?
