Whateven Stories

I guess you could call this the sequel to "The Random Thoughts of a Denton", so yes more rants and obsessive-ness from me :)

Hahahaaaa What am I even doing

Exactly what the title says... will update as new ideas come.

Yeah this isn't a real fanfic or story of Loki it's just some random shit I put together for people to read jokingly. some may not enjoy...

let's. get. personal... If you are in the mood for angsty rants, late nights thoughts, and general occurrences of a teenage girl with way too much time on her hands, you came to the right place! I warn you, I tend to write somewhat long chapters and go on various tangents, and I ramble a lot, so expect that.

I don't know yet what this is about quite yet. I'm thinking maybe fairies, but hey, one cannot be sure until the deed is done. But I'm thinking along the lines of.... Hi. My name is Anna. I was an ordinary, drama-prone teenager. Key word: was. Then I met Jake. He says I'm a fairy. And he's right. I'm whisked away into a magical world of wonder and wands. Yay for me. I'm only 12 years old so constructive criticism is encouraged and appreciated!!

These were found at this link; http://demitriakais.deviantart.com/journal/Official-Shipping-Names-List-Homestuck-342117580 And I have been looking for it forever so here you go, just to make it easier.

This is just some random thoughts I have sometimes. They might be happy, or heartbreaking, or maybe just weird.

i don't even care at this point honestly

Making this short.

pain.

Just some things I've written, in class and not

Idk.

This is the story of Kylie, and her long difficult journey on discovering herself

Basically the title.

I'm just a lonely washing machine calling for help. My owner put the dryer on my head. Why does nobody Love me?

just a bunch of poems. no hate

If you've come across this, then I apologize sincerely. If I happen to tag you then I'll just let you know ahead of time that my questions will either show how cool I am B), or show just how much of a garbage can I have the ability of being. Sorry sorry ~ Only a little, though.