My name is Ariel. I'm 21 years young and going on 22, in the prime of my life and trying to live it large, listening to metal and classical shit all the way. I headbang and dress up like anime characters. I sing but I don't dance. I mix everything up and mismatch my socks. I try to be deep by writing in melodramatic prose when I'm actually that plain looking girl (yes, GIRL) that sits next to you on the bus or in the movie theater. I work a dead-end job, have a dead-end major, and tons of dead-end dreams. I pour them all into this blog, which will be the only legacy I am likely to leave.
Not that anyone will pay attention. What do you care, right?
Rise of the Guardians
My best friend is terrified of storms. She hates thunder/lightning/rain/etc.. So when it started storming earlier today and she began to freak out, I just looked at her and said “Don’t be afraid, it’s just Thor having a tempter tantrum because Loki beat him at a game of strip poker.” Not even sorry.