DarkAngelDreamer

Status: One day, you will be old enough to start reading fairytales again
Joined: October 17, 2012
Last Seen: 5 years
user id: 335000
Location: Narnia...
Gender: F

Hi mate =)
I'm Chastity and I'm bookworm.
Some of my characteristics are that I'm pretty stubborn, I love finding new stuff to get lost in, for example TV shows, music, books, art... I'm big Arrow fan, while The Flash is close behind :). I really watch many shows so I'm not gonna start listing them all here ;) but let me just say The Walking Dead...

Books, books, books, is there anything more magical? I mean, when you read, you can become whoever you want to; just get lost in some other world. One of my favourite authors is Cecelia Ahern. Her way of writing is close to my way of thinking, so mabe that's why I like her.
For the music, I'll throw Of Monsters And Men out there. They're amazing.
Since I change my mind a lot about things I like, this may not be true in two months or so, but you won't really know that, will you? Hehe
Don't fail this site
Love ya
Dreamer

P.s. if you're bored, why not try Club Penguin? Yeah, yeah, it's a kids game site. So what? That doesn't make it less awesome. Come on, penguins....How can you say no to those wobbly little creatures?

P.p.s. no, I am not weird, you are imagining it ;)

 

DarkAngelDreamer's Favorite Quotes

My soul finds rest in God alone, 
My salvation comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my fortress,
I will never be shaken.

-Psalm 62:1-2-
 
This quote does not exist.
         How lucky I am to have something that makes saying good- 
BYe so HarD



What separates
the wolf from the sheep
is not a matter of good or evil.

We all have teeth—
but only some of us
are willing to use them.

YOU EITHER BARE YOUR FANGS OR YOUR THROAT


But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the wash-stand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor. Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene with an oblivious embrace. For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy’s wing.

—F Scott Fitzgerald | ‘The Great Gatsby’

 

                When you start to live outside yourself, it's all 
DanGerous.
Is that all you want to be? Liked?
Wouldn't you rather be passionately and voraciously desired?




so what if i'm crazy
the best people are

 








She was a storm
not the kind you run from,
the kind you chase.



 




we won't stop until it's over
we won't stop to surrender