*steps out of her orb letting it fall to faerie dust as she stretches and snappy magiks her new home into comfort* Home at last. *snuggles up on her bean bag bed with her drawings and writings strewn out around her* Well here we go. Anything written (as in actual writings like poems and stories) here is going to be copy rights of me by me and for me and no one has the right to use it with out my expressed written concent. Blah blah blah blah. Dah-dah dah dah. And so on and so forth with the leagal ****.

All I am saying is if I find out that any of my writings have been duplicated I will hunt you down and rip your ovaries/testicals out and make a nice sexual organ-garita in the bleander.


Don't **** with faeries they don't like it and are very devious.

None of this is anywhere near about suicide or my dying. I have had people think my poems are about such but the objects that are dying are not me. So if you would kindly refrain from thinking that I would be much obliged.
Thank you.

:|

Just keeping myself out of trouble hun. I tend to be ultra protective of my writings. Wow I must be special you quoted me! But hey does that now count as your territory as I'm a kitty?

Welcome to the wonderful world of journals, Dezi. Enjoy.

*licks Zach-man* Thanks. You know I will :P