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¿Qué es lo que más ama?
A su abuela, su difunto novio y la magia vudu
¿Qué es lo que más odia?
personas creídas, corrupción y todo lo que sea tierno
¿Qué es a lo que más le teme?
la sangre (tiene malos recuerdos del pasado)
si fuera un animal ¿Qué animal sería?
el cuervo, es extremadamente oportunista
¿sí solo pudiera comer algo que elegiría?
Le encanta la comida chatarra, come demasiado y no engorda xD
¿Cuál crees que es el color de su aura?
Rosa con negro O.O
Si se encontrara de frente consigo misma (no reflejo que haría), cómo reaccionaría?
se irían a tomar unas cervezas y se pondrían hasta su madre
¿Cuál es su sueño dorado? (¿Qué es lo que más desearía en el mundo?)
Volverse muy poderosa, eso lo trata de externar siempre. Pero en realidad su gran
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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