Ok, so I'm not really on here much right now. You're best bet at getting a hold of me is through my tumblr. http://crossroadsbitch.tumblr.com ignore all the supernatural related roleplay
I am beyond fucking pissed right now. I am not in a good mood and I am likely to snap and being a bitch. You have been warned. Mood: Fucking Furious Music: None. Watching Supernatural
Today was pretty much awesome. Went out to dinner with a bunch of family to have a joint birthday thing for Dakota, Myranda and me. It was wonderful and fun and just awesome. Not much else to say :3 Mood: Happy Music: None. Watching Once Upon a Time
I have had a pretty damn good birthday. Went to work for a few hours, enjoyed all the sweet birthday greetings from friends and family and am now hanging out with my seester, my niece and seester's boyfriend. This is probably one of the best birthdays I've had ever. ^-^ Mood: Peaceful Music: Nothing. Watching Yo Gabba Gabba with das baby.
Mockingbird smiles, glimmering eyes and feathers soft, All wings and claws and a sharp beak. She sings no songs, Murmurs no sweet melodies. She cackles and screams, Wicked and dark, Twisted like paper tossed to the flames.
She's madness incarnate, Desperation clings to her like cobwebs and mist, She's always running away from the past, Too afraid to let anyone close, So terrified of being forgotten, She never lets them know her.
Weak willed and bitter, A cynic, a pessimist, She's broken but never lets him see. She's afraid he'll turn away, That he won't understand. She reaches for him, Yet stops before she can even graze him.
She's ashamed of herself, Of her insecurities. She clings to trivial things, Comic book dreams, Stories splayed in fictional splendor.
She rambles because it keeps her from spilling truth, Like fountains from battered lips. She wants touch, Honesty, Something real. She doesn't care if it's perfect. She just longs for real, For something lasting.
Her longing makes her always bitter. Mood: Fleeting Music: None. Watching X-Men animated series
