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About Me Member Fantasy Writer alexisriddle20/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 6 Years
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What up, DA

Mon Jul 6, 2009, 7:19 PM
Hi.

I'm still alive.

And apparently, I went through a small slash fetish the last time I came back...dunno what that's about. o.O

Erm...I'm 21 now. On summer holiday. Am writing a bunch. Should be writing now, in fact.

So uhhh, yep. I'm just here for the artists, don't be expectin much in the way of art from me. A year later, and I'm still crap at drawing.

>.>

'Kay.

Bye.

  • Listening to: HBP Soundtrack - Drink of Despair
  • Reading: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
  • Watching: America's Got Talent
  • Playing: Sims 3
  • Drinking: coffee

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  • Current Residence: Kirksville, Missouri
  • Favourite movie: Amelie
  • Favourite band or musician: The Beatles
  • Favourite poet or writer: A.K. Ramanujan, J.K. Rowling, Philip Pullman, Stephanie Meyer
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:icondigitalenvi:
Thanks for the visit! :)
:iconalexisriddle:
Any time! Your work is brilliant!!

(and awesome signature, by the way. ^-^)

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Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call!


:flame: hath :no: :pissedoff: like a :flirty: :rage:

(Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned)

:psychotic: Chrissy :hump:
:iconalexisriddle:
So how is everyone?

(again, just checking my signature...I don't really care. *snickers* kidding...I DO!! I LOVE YOU ALL!)

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Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call!


:flame: hath :no: :pissedoff: like a :flirty: :rage:

(Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned)

:psychotic: Chrissy :hump:
:iconalexisriddle:
It didn't work...*arg*

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Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call!


:flame: hath :no: :pissedoff: like a :flirty: :rage:

(Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned)

:psychotic: Chrissy :threat
:iconalexisriddle:
Trying out meh new signature..*muah*

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Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call!


:flame: hath :no: :pissedoff: like a :flirty: :rage:

(Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned)

:psychotic: Chrissy :threat
:iconelvenstar83:
Thanks for the fave! :)

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"Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop."
--Anita Blake
:iconalexisriddle:
O' course! Your work is brilliant, and I'll definitely be checking back soon!

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Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call!



:pacman: :omfg:

:picknose::pills::pointandlaugh::reading::glomp::licking::hump::relax::evillaugh::constipated::flowerpot:
:iconamericanpwinces:
Hey, there is this concert thing on the 28th up at South Side Hills Assembly of God and its called backlash and its really fun and you should go. There is music and inflatables that you bounce around on and other good stuff.
(Don't worry they won't preach to you or anything, just some good music and some good, clean fun)
:iconmidgetmonkey:
Crissy, where did Heather go. I miss Heather. :crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears:
:iconmidgetmonkey:
Crissy, where did Heather go. I miss Heather. :crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears::crying::lonely::tears:

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