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Sometimes, you feel like a nut.
Sometimes, you don't.
Created on 2003-04-04 14:31:14 (#986076), last updated 2009-08-21
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Basic Info| Name: | Infamously Random |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 06-24 |
| Location: | Los Angeles, California, United States |
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implebeian@aol.com BioHi. I'm Whitney. If you found yourself being stalked by me, I have an explanation, honest.
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prillalar
A Writer In Time
On a beautiful and NC-17 morning, Whitney sat in the prefect bathroom. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her finger ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect HPfanfic to love someone with a brilliant lip?
Dreamily, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a hot sexy story, all on a summer's day. I wish my HPfanfic would inhale me, in his own funny way..."
"Do you?" HPfanfic sat down beside Whitney and put his hand on Whitney's heart. "I think that could be arranged."
Whitney gasped lovingly. "But what about my brilliant lip?"
"I like it," HPfanfic said artistically. "I think it's pretty."
They came together and their kiss was like a string of white ribbon shooting up into the blue sky..
"I love you," Whitney said beautifully.
"I love you too," HPfanfic replied and inhaled her.
They bought a werewolf, moved in together, and lived ferociously ever after.
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In sum, I'm a weirdo with a weirdo kind of brainwave patterns.
This is my journal, a fragment of my life and thoughts. It's quite boring and it's definitely NOT for the eyes of children or people who live in a "normal" zone.
Muaa-ahh-ahh.
My amazing bio generated from Drabble-Matic by
prillalar A Writer In Time
On a beautiful and NC-17 morning, Whitney sat in the prefect bathroom. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her finger ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect HPfanfic to love someone with a brilliant lip?
Dreamily, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a hot sexy story, all on a summer's day. I wish my HPfanfic would inhale me, in his own funny way..."
"Do you?" HPfanfic sat down beside Whitney and put his hand on Whitney's heart. "I think that could be arranged."
Whitney gasped lovingly. "But what about my brilliant lip?"
"I like it," HPfanfic said artistically. "I think it's pretty."
They came together and their kiss was like a string of white ribbon shooting up into the blue sky..
"I love you," Whitney said beautifully.
"I love you too," HPfanfic replied and inhaled her.
They bought a werewolf, moved in together, and lived ferociously ever after.
In sum, I'm a weirdo with a weirdo kind of brainwave patterns.
This is my journal, a fragment of my life and thoughts. It's quite boring and it's definitely NOT for the eyes of children or people who live in a "normal" zone.
Muaa-ahh-ahh.
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