My friends call me Spectra! Everyone else says "Ah, how did this horse get in here!?"
Nothing says I miss you quite like war poetry carved in your door with a stanley knife.
Give me an eternity, I'll give you an update!
That girl that writes things you may or may not read. TG stuff, probably. Avatar of my batpony Evening Script by baladeAdvent.
I try to tell the stories others tell better than me.
I swear every time I blink this site has fifteen new features. Six months isn't /that/ long a time to blink, is it?