•Icha Icha Paradise (No you, fool! My own Icha Icha Paradise which means I read hentai here, mostly Yaoi)
•Otome games (Fuck the rules)
•Daydreaming (I have Maladaptive daydreaming)
Dislikes- • Humans (some are special to me, you know who you all are.) • Judgemental people • I hate this world sometimes, someone kill me
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Describe yourself in your own way. This is the internet, describing your avatar or OC is fine.
On the internet: I'm Dad, what's up my fam? Anyone up for some porn pictures? Send me some food I'm hungry. Did someone make you cry? Who was it?! I will fuck them up all the way to Mars! No, I am buying you this stuff cause I love y'all. *tries to grade papers, fails miserably* If I were Hokage~ *everyone in Konoha screaming* Comforts you Cries because daddy is in Tamaki mode
Rl:
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Too Shikamaru to do the skin. I'm not usually social in real life. I just ask questions when I can't understand something. Music is life. My face is mostly blank, I'm very quiet.
3) Reasons you joined Wattpad:
No reason, can't remember the reason. I just wanted to read then I started making stories.
4)Are you are reader or an author?
Huh? I'm both.
5) What is a name that you wish to be called?
Lem. It's simple. The full name is Flemony. That's it. It's a name I cherish a lot
6) Add a picture of your favorite thing or a drawing of yours. Anything that describes your personality is accepted.
Thisssss
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ASL! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
7) Explain a fandom you might have or a special skill you have.
Boy, that is hard... Okay, let's listen to a story. When I was in the car listening to my music, the train came, kept on passing us, and passing us. I froze, the image of a girl in a white dress and black hair walked slowly up to the train tracks, she looked so sickly pale and sad like she wanted to die. Somehow, I felt her emotions through me. Once the train hit her, I was jolted out of whatever it was, letting out a tiny gasp and stayed frozen like that until we were at grandpa's home. I forced my tears in, but when my mom looked at me. I cried immediately and told her about it. I don't know if she believed me back then.
There was another one(before the dead girl), the day before the watching a movie in the theatres. My mom was getting something in the gas station or whatever cause I cannot remember. But I remember that it was a tiny orange light on the reflection of the front glass window. I got chills and shivers all over. There was lava, earthshake, fire and dead people (earthquake makes no sense) Once my mom got back, I told her about it. She told me not to worry, but it made me worried, even after we got back to the hotel. I felt as if the whole world is on my shoulders. Like everyone's life is in my hands. Honestly. I feel as if I'm supposed to do something, but what? I feel like I'm one of the rare people on this planet with special eyes. I always keep wondering why I'm here, how do I move my hands? What purpose does I serve? I felt as if I'm centuries old and it made me really, really sad and extra mentally tired.
