This was supposed to be published a month ago whoops
I'll start this off by a picture of my cat. (well... My mom's ex's cat) I guess I'll say stuff about me.
I'll say this: No one who will read this knows anything about me. You really just know I like bands and used to have a cat.
Lets start off of what you probably won't ever find out about me. Age, that's not a pretty big one. Only one person who I know over the internet knows an age close to what my real one is. He's also the only person who knows my name. You can call me Amber. The way I'd describe my self is, "The agender panromantic trashcan."
I'm planning on no one ever finding out what I look like. I'll describe myself though. I'm about 5'6 and have long brown hair. I have green eyes that are sometimes gray and glasses like Patrick Stump's. I want a lip and nose piercing, but 1. My family wouldn't allow it, and 2. I have a fear of needles and sharp stuff.
I have a dog. His name is Finn but I also call him a Son of a Bitch and Pepe. As I'm typing this, I'm being forced to watch him. I have no idea what he's doing but I just heard a bunch of shit fall down.
When I'm older I want to be in a band. Whether I'm the singer (idk if I can sing though,) bassist, guitarist, drummer, piano person, whatever there is, I really just want to be in a band. I don't know any of those instruments, but I'm planning on learning them. I learned guitar in 3rd grade but sucked and haven't touched it after I stopped taking lessons.
Now it's time for shameless self promo; I have an Instagram with the name Deathofanemofallout. I post mainly mcr stuff.
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