It's been a while since I've done this.
Hello everyone, it's really me. I have not disappeared off of the face of the Earth. And if you remember the times I was actually regularly on here, bless you.
No, I'm not coming back to WFW. I've basically lost all interest in writing Warriors fanfiction, which I never thought I'd hear myself say (er...type).
A lot has gone on since my unanounced break. I'm full-time right fielder on my travel softball team, went through a hitting slump and came out of a hitting slump, wrote an ass-ton of poems, had a crush on a girl, got over a crush on a girl, and experienced life. I've had my highs and lows, but I guess I'm pretty decent at the end. Oh, and I'm finally legally old enough to be on the Wiki.
My curren…Read more >
A left ear, a right ear, and a Final Front-eir! Hah hah!
Sorry for the corny joke, but I wanted to say that I'm sorry if anyone freaked out or got scared because of my blog last night. It was two in the morning, and I had just read Skyfall, which is extremely sad. (And one of my older, and more liked, one-shots! Go check it out!)
So yeah. Don't get me wrong, I still have me 'do-I-seriously-have-to-get-out-of-bed-please-no' moments, and I still get sad, but not on that scale. So, formal apology from your favorite neighborhood Nighty.
Also, a bit of advertising! As most of you know, I've cranked Nevermore back up. Ravenpaw's chapter is finally finished, and I actually have...wait for it...MOTIVATION! I know, so surprising.
But, um, yeah. I just…Read more >
Frannie sat on her bed, tears streaming down her face and dripping onto her dirty t-shirt. She'd been wearing it for two days. She hadn't showered in three.
She was hopeless. She was a loser. She was the biggest fuckup the world had ever seen. How could anybody stand her? Her, with her pimpley face. Her, with her greasy blonde hair. Her, with her dull blue eyes. Her, with her scarred wrists. Her, with her bad thoughts.
Her, wishing for rope but too cowardly to get it.
She had no real friends. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and he was ignoring her. She was making a C in math. She was terrified to even get out of bed in the morning because she was scared of getting hurt, over and over and over.
She knew that her dad had a pistol down…Read more >
Heads up: I probably won't be here much this weekend. I plan to start watching Supernatural tonight (Happy, Red?) and I have to go to one of my irl "friend" 's house tonight for dinner. She won't even be there, by the way. She's going to a birthday party for the girl who bullied me two years ago.
Not that I'm bitter or anything.
ANYWAYS, on Saturday I'll be at a softball tournament all day, which I must admit will be pretty fun. I'll tell y'all the results when I get back. (I'm kind of really worried about this tournament, because we'll be playing good teams and we're kinda..uh..mediocre. So y'all best be hoping in our favor. GO RED DRAGONS!)
Then Sunday I've got church and this "Judgment House" thing my parents are making me go to. It'…Read more >
Yes, this is Nighty. No, I'm not back.
For those of you who remember me, if you're even still here, let me get something out--I have missed y'all so much. I'll be sitting in a random class, doing homework or something, and bam, WFW pops in my head. Y'all are such a huge part of my life, and will always be, even when I'm crumbly and old.
Also, a huge thank-you to everyone who befriended me and was so kind to me in the tough times after my grandpa died (you know who you are). I'm not exagerrating, you guys kept me from suicide. Thank you so much.
I've changed a lot since the good ole days when I was on here every waking hour I could. My current occupation is being a tumblr-obsessed loser who likes to draw and take really stupid pictures of hers…Read more >