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whateverfloatsyourboat PM
Joined Aug '09

Hey. Fancy finding you here.

I would like to post my own stories on this site but don't have anything to post. I can't write fiction. At all. The farthest thing I can do is to make-up the names of the would-be characters, and after thinking about their personalities that's it. Can't write poetry either, the last time I wrote one was when my English teacher forced the whole class to submit a poem that has five stanzas.

Well I may suck at writing up stuff but I am a great reader. Right. Like there's such a thing. :)

Some snippets about my life:

I can stay up late reading people's stories here on FictionPress. When I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll, if you catch my drift.

I have been lurking in this website since like forever, but I finally signed up because I kept forgetting/deleting the URLs of the fanfics I'm reading.

I am a sucker for he's-my-best-friend-and-I-love-him-but-he-only-sees-me-as-a-sister type of stories.

Books, music, movies, and TV are the reasons why I'm alive.

Vampires, werewolves, witches, and wizards? Nah. Humans FTW.

Keep me away from Twilight fangirls.

Someone said "boys in books are just better" and I cannot agree more.

Grey's Anatomy and Once Upon A Time are the best TV shows on air right now.

Sarah Dessen's books are my favorites in the world.

I'm a proud twenty something who still reads YA Fiction. ;)

I think Taylor Swift is an amazing songwriter. Nothing like her songs to remind you how much boys suck and how we all fall for them anyway.

Bands I love: The Maine, A Rocket To The Moon, All Time Low, The Summer Set, Mayday Parade, and The Academy Is…

I also like some lesser known bands like SSLYBY, Barcelona, Freelance Whales, and Matt & Kim.

Now, for the best book quote ever:

He told her about his plans to build a house.
He’d make it out of gopherwood, like Noah’s ark, two storeys high, with a view he could look out on every day with wonder.
A house for Tate and Narnie and Jude and Fitz and for their families.
A home to come back to every day of their lives.
Where they would all belong or long to be.

- Jellicoe Road, Melina Marchetta

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