I am an artist, writer, and casual blogger. If you want to contact me over IM, just ask for my gmail and I would be more than happy to give it to you.
My heart is filled with fandom fluff. I adore angst, romance and antagonists. If you ever want to roleplay, just ask and we'll see what we can do together.
Otherwise, I love homestuck, Final Fantasy, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Kingdom Hearts, Disney, Invader Zim and anything by Jhonen Vasquez. My life wouldn't be complete without books. But it is fulfilled by my boyfriend of four and a half years and all my friends online and off.
I'm 19, Scottish and studying Law and Economics. Let's see what story unfolds for me.
I say this with the heaviest of hearts, but it’s time for me now to go.
Many of you already know this, but I have been under extreme amounts of stress and pressure as of late. Much of what I used to take joy in now tastes bitter in my mouth, and everything I do feels like a horrible distraction.
Matthew Kane, my best friend of seven years, killed himself the day before Easter.
My perspective on life has never been so greatly challenged, and I feel myself constantly swinging between being okay and being not-so-okay. I’ve tried to compartmentalize this, to lock it away and just look at it from the outside. I used to be only able to cry on buses. I barely cried at the funeral. But there is something shifting and horrible inside of me, like a void that I can’t grasp.
Anyway, I could go on, but this isn’t the place to vent.
On top of this, I have University exams in a month (and an essay due in tomorrow that’s worth 40% of my grade. I’m applied for an extension but still heard nothing back - regardless, I will have to work on that sooner rather than later.)
Combined with my lack of activity anyway, my horrible, swinging moods, and my severe lack of motivation - it’s time to face up to the truth. I need to go.
You have been some of my best friends through thick and thin. Those of you immediately came to speak to me will know how deeply I cherish you, and those of you who know me well will know how much I am hurting.
Death is much more frightening than I could ever have imagined.
I’m sorry to have to drop this on all of you, I’m sorry I couldn’t stay active, I’m sorry I have to go.
But thank you, thank you so, so much for all your support, kindness, and love. I will miss you all so much.
I may come back in the summer, but I might be flying out to Australia then to live with my brother for most of it. On top of that, I need to study for that Economics exam I failed last semester, ahaha.
Thanks guys. Remember, good friends don’t just fall apart by lack of contact. When I talk to you again, whether it be on gtalk or here, we’ll just pick on up where we last left off and everything will be fabulous.
(Side note: My gtalk is email@example.com
My skype is littlewingedmage/prayer.machine)
“Why is it your grammar, spelling, etc comes across as quite simply amazing yet you live in Scotland? (I mean that in the nicest, least offensive way possible, trust me haha!)
Being from England and having friends and fam ily who live in Scotland I think it’s funny how hard I find understanding Scottish accents yet you type like this.
Seymour doesn’t matter, the way you type does!
I seem to expect people to type like they talk and you type nothing how I expect someone from Scotland to type.
I just realised how off topic this was and after typing it all I’ve no reason but to post this message.
AYE WEE LADDY!”
Anonymous asked you:
Yummy, would you ever draw Marshal Lee? ;w;
WHY is there suddenly red velvet everywhere I look? I didn’t know what it was until yesterday, like, what is goinG ON??
(whispers) dwarves are lame pass it on
(screams) elves are lame pass it on