But they were IMPORTANT. I got like... 7 of them.

And how often do you use them Kitt?

Everyday. -nod-

Haha, nice. :)

opps forgot i was still logged in over here XD

hello all

KYUUUU~! -gnaws on-

Hello Kyu. How are you?

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I have a question for you all too.

eeep

-licks-

FOR KITTEH?! ASK MEEEEHHHH!

:drool: Kyu has been MIA.

The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and I'm sitting here refreshing my inbox. We live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us. We see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms. We act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us. And no, I don't have all the answers. I don't know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become. But I do know one thing: The solution doesn't involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of someday easing my fit into a mold. It doesn't involve tempering my life to better fit someone's expectations. It doesn't involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.

How does that sound for an intro?

Sounds like you're writing a manifesto. oO

Lol, okay...is this one any better?

A few years ago I grew wings. Now Im trying to spread them further. I am an avenging angel whom defines his own moral code. I am a romantic that has grown weary of love. I am a vampire that has a taste for the beautiful. I am a Beast within the Machine. I am a contradiction that works in harmony with itself - and Im doubly sincere. Cynical sarcastic satirical disillusioned a bit jaded. Manipulative cunning sadistic strong willed independent. Free spirited and comfortable with My ego. Intelligent experienced wiser than my years. A natural leader teacher - dominant and protective. Caring of those I choose to hold dear and ever in touch with my inner child.

Um... What are you writing this for, exactly? Is there an audience you have in mind, or what?

Oooh, so deep. -pinches cheeks- we gots us a brooding little writer here at Sprinkles.

'Cept I think that second one is missing some commas....

Yeah, there are punctuation issues, but more importantly, is this fiction or... what?

Kitteh wrote a story once... back in my prime.

Ah, I remember it so fondly. I was in fifth grade... it was all about a moose, who's grandfather clock turned into a time machine. He went back in time, ended up on the Mayflower... and what not. But it's alright, he was back in time for dinner....

It's for my profile on here and another site that I'm apart of Cica.

I do a lot of writing though, mainly poetry.

Ooh, Kitteh, that sounds... Insane, in the way that only an elementary school story can be. :) (I wrote one in elementary school about a dog that attacked soup can labels. Don't ask me why. It might have been first or second grade...)

Ah, okay, Magi. Want me to be honest?

Always Cica. An answer is pointless if its anything but honest. :)

yeah i know u_u;
had stuff going on irl.

No worries Kyu, take your time :)

-gnaws on Kyu's pigtails- Is everything mmkay, love?

I wrote a story in elementary about a girl with a magic pencil that brought things to life but I forget what happened in the story.

For all of my writing assignments in college and highschool I always submitted poetry and would get A's. I never was very good at short stories though >_<

Honestly, Magi, sentence fragments and comma issues aside, it's extremely pretentious. It's self-important to the point that there is absolutely no way I can take it seriously. Judging by the content I assume you want to be taken seriously, but you're calling yourself an "avenging angel." (What are you avenging, exactly?) The first paragraph does in fact sound like the beginning of a manifesto, but I prefer it. It at least doesn't sound like you're trying too hard.