Welcome to my blog!

Hi. If you haven't read the "Introducing....." Section thingy on here, do that now, then come back and read the rest of this.


Ok, done reading now? Good for you. A big thumbs up if you actually did what I said, because there is no way I'm going to explain on here what I explained on there. Ahem. That's the cue for everyone who hasn't read the "Introducing......" part yet to go read it. NOW.


For those of you who have read it now or already, I'm happy now. If you still haven't, then you have some serious problems.

As you should already know, I'm a dragon/human hybrid. Surviving is tough sometimes, and it's always getting tougher.

Anyways, for my life in a nutshell, here I go: My twin and I were experimented on for seven years, both of us hybrids. When she didn't make it, I was replaced with her body when she was supposed to be cremated already, and so I made a clean getaway, and so they don't know I'm still alive. I lived in that building for several years before finally escaping with my laptop, which has kept me sane. Last month I met up with Evanna and the Flyers, (Jeremy, Jaime, Morgan, Gorgy and Alice) and we traveled around, now we're just, ya know, around.

And that's my life, shoved, stuffed, and packed into a tiny nutshell.

I fly...

I fly, because I can.
I try, because even if I fail, I can still try again.
They die, because it's either them or me, and I'm not giving up that easily.
The world is tough. I'm tougher.
The evil are strong. But I'm stronger.
They may have the guns and the money and the power.
But I have a will to survive that they can't even come close to understanding.
And it's that will that makes me a killer.
It's that will that means that no matter how many times you knock me down,
I guarantee that I will just get back up again.
And the only thing you've managed to do is piss me off.
So raise that gun. I dare you.
So put your finger on that trigger. I dare you.
But when you find yourself six feet under and pushing up daisies, know that that was a huge mistake you made.
Because messing with me will only lead you in one direction.
And that directions leads straight to death.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Finally

Frank and Mary finally shut up. Frank will leave me alone about my blog, and I can finally have some peace.

We're gonna eat, then continue on our way.

I made a record of stealing a whole of two hundred dollars. From various people, but still.... Two hundred dollars is alot. If you're living in southern Montana and find that you're missing money, I'm sorry, but the flyers and I need food to survive, so think of it as your very generous donation to your local mutant freaks.

I got some new music, too, and a new hoodie. If you're missing your Three Days Grace CD or your new Red Jumpsuit Aparatus CD, I'm sorry. But it's just another donation to Mutant Freaks "R" Us. And I'm sorry to the guy who is down one hoddie, but it looked warm enough to help me out on the cold days, and subtle enough to help me blend.

Well, I gotta go, Gorgy and Alice are begging me to let them use my computer, and I guess I'll let them. But if one of them is controlling my mind, they better watch out. Cute or not, I don't do well when others are controlling my mind.

Later.
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