IvyCassiopeiaCalypso

Thanks for the follow

nvm guys i'm back

Thanks for following me and adding my fantasy book Naima to your want to read list. I hope you will enjoy it.

Guys
          I'm sorry
          I have to go inactive for a while. My mom is sneaking around on my phone and she can't find my Wattpad profile. I'll be back, but not now. In maybe 6 months, when she forgets about it all.
          I love you all

guys just got back from school camp. IT WAS SO FUN. i was in a room with all my besties, and the rooms are really little apartments, and there are these two-storey houses with two rooms on top and two at the bottom, we were house #8, and apartment #8bUF (upper floor) , with girls in #8aUF. there were boys in the apartment beneath me  #8bLF (lower floor), but not just any boys. one of them was my crush, and i managed to survive endless teasing. also my crush talked to me. 
          
          send me your camp experiences

I think I'm mad.
          I like this boy, he's nice and confident and smart, and we share all classes, and he sits in the second row of every class except social studies, and he has a pair of black socks with white stripes at the top that I have a matching pair to but in navy blue, and I calculated on an average, I look at him 137 times a class. 1 period class. And I love mismatched socks, alright? I wear mismatched socks every day, cuz they're cute and funky and unique. Well guess what? HE WORE MISMATCHED SOCKS AND I FELL FOR HIM EVEN HARDER ASDJAKKSJSKAJS ON THE SAME DAY AS ME, HE WORE ONE OF THE BLACK SOCKS AND A GRAY SOCK, AMD I WAS WEARING TH ENAVY BLUE ONE THAT MAYCHES HIS BLACK ONE ON THE SAME FOOT
          I am hopelessly in love but he hardly knows I exist outside of social studies because he used to sit next to me but we had a reseat so now he sits in the front row right in front of me, and I share all classes with him, German and English. But he doesn't know I exist otherwise. I'm sad 

Guys am I weird? Cuz I have a weird habit of stealing chopsticks from restaurants, it only developed recently, but I have two chopsticks. And I don't take the set, I take only one. Yes, I am guilty of this crime, but i love chopsticks. And they are the nice type of chopsticks, all carved and fancy. I use them as wands when I rp Harry Potter with my friends

alright people imma write a highschool drama fanfic based off of my school life because i am stressed out af. so i had a crush said crush was good friends with me, said crush then ignored me for a month, and as soon as i was over him he came apologising saying sorry and 'you didnt hang out so much with me anymore so i decided to yknow' and then expected me to have everthing back to normal, but by now i was crushing on another boy called Lorenzo and who my friends call caspian as a codename so i decided to cope with all this by writing it in a book. highschool drama, crushes and breakups, friends and lovers and everything in between. first chapter out this week!

Y'ALL IM IN AMSTERDAM GOING TO EM BEIHOLD'S CONCERT TODAYYYYYY YESSSSSS
          I SPENT AN HOUR PAINTING MY NAILS ACCORDING TO EVERY SONG ON HER DEBUT ALBUM
          AM I EXHAUSTED? YES DO I HAVE REGRETS? NOOOOOOO
          I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY
          TALES OF A FAILED SHAPESHIFTER YEEEEESS TOAFS IS AWESOME GO LISTEN TO IT NOWW
          YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY

okay i am actually so done w my sister right now
          let's call her rachel. (sorry to actual rachels out there) like i was listening to music and singing in my head and like flicking my hands to the tune like when the notes go up and down and my sister was like 'you do weird hand things' and i was like nice then, like 'yeah well i'm just singing' and she was like 'well it's super weird' and i was like getting annoyed now like 'look it's not weird it's just what i do alright?' and she was like 'ugh you're so weird I don't even know how you have friends' and that was like the last straw. i was like 'look bitch, it's a like a singer/musician thing, and, sorry to break your delusional bubble, but you're not one. you can't play a thing or sing at all. shut up.' and shes like doing gymnastics okay and like she's just got to the level where she can do a split. and she goes 'musicians are weird anyway, gymnasts can do so much more cool stuff' and i go 'sure you can do a cool thing and bend your legs funny (sorry to ACTUAL gymnasts not fakers like rachel) but gymnastics is not a part of most people's daily lives! MUSIC IS. and who makes music? surprise surprise! MUSICIANS BITCH. 
          and like normal? wtf even is normal? like normal was made up by the homophobic xenophobic racist sexist little shits that can't accept that everyone doesn't think like their messed up heads. like my sister is so racist, whenever we get a black lego minifigure she's like 'ew can you act that one? i want the blonde one' and i'm like girl. we are of color ourselves (we're brown, although black people definitely get more judgement) and it's like girl you're 7.
          
          i am so fucking done with her like i can't believe i'm related to her.