you're killing people...to death!, You mean like: hey dad! Derek Hale's in my room..bring your gun, am I attractive to gay guys?, no, a body of water. yes, dumbass, a dead body!, Come on, if I have to, I'll chain you up myself on full moon nights and feed you, live, mice. I had a boa once. I can do it.
just in case you want to know _
Your name is KAY ISMARA and this is your blog of RANDOM CURIOSITIES, ART, MUSIC and ANYTHING ELSE YOU LIKE.
You are SEVENTEEN years old and you are a BRIT-BORN, AMERICAN-AUSSIE-BRITISH accented DORK who's actually from none of those PLACES. You currently reside in SYDNEY but originally are from HONG KONG. You are kind of a DORK who constantly SINGS a lot at RANDOM times.
You are the MAID OF BREATH, a VOICE ACTRESS, GUITARIST, ANIMATOR, GRYFFINDOR and a child of POSEIDON as well as a JADEBLOOD, DRAGON TAMER, VESSEL, TRAINER, COMPANION, MARINE BIOLOGIST, PEGASUS, A HUMAN, AVENGER and many others.
So with that out of the way, welcome to land of misfit toys and enjoy your stay.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Now, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody once told me To seize the moment and don't squander it 'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from (Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders. No wonder you're losing your mind the way it wanders.)