Amanda bought me a scarf that has the entirety of The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe written on it. I have never been happier, and I never plan on taking it off.
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Amanda bought me a scarf that has the entirety of The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe written on it. I have never been happier, and I never plan on taking it off.
By the request of two acquaintances, I "must share five random facts about [my]self and pass on to [my] ten fave followers!"
So here are some facts in no particular order:
Luigi's Mansion scared me when I was younger. (When it came out I was almost nine, so my definition of young is a bit loose.) I went to play it recently to overcome my fears but my brother had gotten rid of it.
I occasionally talk in my sleep and can get quite sassy (Amanda can attest to this).
For a couple of years I rode horses but now I think they are the scariest animal to roam the Earth. They just pretend to be all cute and rideable but then they turn on you. They have daarrrkkkk tendencies.
I wish I wrote more letters. Currently I only correspond with Charlie but I would love to write more of my friends. Gotta keep spreading my crazy somehow.
I have simultaneously a great memory and a horrible memory depending. I recently learned that I once received a dick pic from some stranger while I was hanging out with friends. I have zero recollection of this. How does someone just forget they got sent a dick pic, honestly?