I love writing, drawing, making things - anything that challenges my creativity. Working my mind & how my mind works. Tuning in to untapped energies. Music and dancing. Spring, summer and autumn - but not a fan of winter! Sea and sand, mystery and Eureka. Things real and unreal, the unexplained. Things unsaid but understood & understanding without being ridged. Lucid thoughts, fluid imaginations and unchained minds. Sunshine & listening to rainfall. The sound of thunder & all things Gothic. Exploring the computer and Internet (god it's so big!).
I love music, Muse, silverchair, The cure, Placebo, Green Day, and lots more. I love Johnny Depp and favourite films include Pirates of the caribbean, The Matrix, Butterfly effect, Fight club, Donnie Darko, Kill bill, serendipity, sliding doors, Pan's labyrinth, Edward scissor-hands, The matrix, pulp fiction, Lord of the Rings, Interview with the vampire, Home Alone and any Christmas movies!
I Live in Staffordshire, England, U.K.
I love music, Muse, silverchair, The cure, Placebo, Green Day, and lots more. I love Johnny Depp and favourite films include Pirates of the caribbean, The Matrix, Butterfly effect, Fight club, Donnie Darko, Kill bill, serendipity, sliding doors, Pan's labyrinth, Edward scissor-hands, The matrix, pulp fiction, Lord of the Rings, Interview with the vampire, Home Alone and any Christmas movies!
I Live in Staffordshire, England, U.K.
- Last seen on Nov 14 1:46 PM. Member since May 12.
- My mood is , and quote is "I'm going on an adventure in 2 hours - ahhhhhh".
- I am a 46 year old woman (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Teaching Assistant , Reception class.
- I am in the groups New members group
- I have 16 comments, 22 poems, 1 story, 2 journals
My Stories
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She was a beautiful child. Angelic and made of pure sugar and spice. To look at her you'd think she had everything going for her. Looks, charm and still only 4 years old, but.. She came with baggage, lots of it! She was a100 words, 3 comments, June 2
My Poetry
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Oh how the hate reverberates through my being
Such evil in my pure forgotten eyes
