Welp, looks like it's time to finally fill this thing in. Hell, who knows how long I've put it off. Two, three years? That's a long time to be simply known as a profile picture. So I've decided to give myself a little character. Because that's all us writers do  isn't it? Lounge around all day creating beautiful characters for our readers  to cry and laugh over, all while knowing the inevitable doom that awaits them? Sounds right.

( Side note: I would personally like to thank the authors who made Rue, Mathew Cuthbert, Beth March, and Augustus Waters; and especially  thank you for doing what you did. It's wonderful how you made me fall hopelessly in love with them, practically drool over their existence, and then just kill them off. I found it rather fun throwing your book against my wall over and over again, cursing expletives that would've had me grounded for life if my mom had heard.)

Anyway..getting back on track.

I am Flynn, Faith Flynn. A horribly sarcastic bed potato who, if didn't have a window in her room, would probably sprout fangs and become a vampire. Though I'd be lying if I said that I spent all that time alone to 'harbor my inner writer' or to 'truly feel the emotions of my characters', because truth is, I just really like watching Netflix. 

Most of you are probably wondering what in the world is the point of this, I mean, I haven't wrote anything in here for years. Why now? 

Well, two things. First,  I'm thinking about becoming more serious about my page, and second it's a very special day. Or at least, yesterday was. One of my best friends had her birthday and I wanted to give a huge shout out to her. Because I'm a good friend. Kind of  (I missed her birthday, oops!)

So to make it up, Happy Birthday Shania! Or MidnightSummer2499 as some of you might know her. She's an amazing writer. No, like seriously, no cheese. She's way better than most  writers our age. Check her out. That's an order. Go. GO!

(But come back soon!)