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19 days ago
Current Merry Chrysler 🎄
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2 mos ago
We're fucking cooked, dudes.
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3 mos ago
Moving multiple states away from my home town tomorrow, and it's all sinking in. Holy shit.
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4 mos ago
Beer is liquid bread. Pop-tarts are ravioli. Corn dogs are Popsicles. I will not be explaining.
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4 mos ago
Having a panic attack? Try shaking your ass to the Mama Mia soundtrack instead.
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Haley ★ 24 ★ Taurus ★ EST ★ Casual Level Group Writer


Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.

Most Recent Posts

Hold Me Down ~ Halsey
S.O.S ~ Indila
Ozone ~ Chase Atlantic
Holy Roller ~ Cyn
Feather ~ Meg Myers
Turn My Back ~ Mayday Parade
Chost ~ Au/Ra, Alan Walker
Take A Bow ~ Rihanna
Wasted Youth ~ Fletcher
100 in a 55 ~ Pop Evil
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My boyfriends mother used to do the whole ghost hunting thing. Sort of shocking for me to think that a woman who sucks the fun out of everything could have ever done something that cool.
Welcome to the Guild! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. <3
I just got back from the beach.

For those of you who don't know, the beach is my happy place - or at least, that's the easy way of putting it. If I could stay at the beach all day, everyday, I would. I've always felt more at home at the ocean, sort of like it was made for me. I always feel instantly better when I see the water and smell the sea salt. The ocean sort of works like a `reset button`. Whenever things get bad, I try to go there and recharge. Getting away from the general bullshit of every day life and going to where I feel the best is just refreshing. I'm not really that scared of what lurks in the waves. If I get ate by something, so be it. At least I died happy.
This was beyond bullshit. Who did this fucking school think they were? Fiona didn't even attend the party, yet she was still on probation. What kind of bullshittery ----

Lost for words, the dark haired girl exited the auditorium, her resting birch face becoming more and more noticable as she went. Cassian and that other dude could both suck her dick. She wasn't going to have two years of her degree thrown away because two stupid boys - boys, not men - decided to get into a fight over who knows what. If Fiona had it her way, she'd be raging at Cass right now. In the meantime, she should probably get to know the other guy in the videos name.

Instead of drawing any more attention to herself, Fiona sat down at one of the tables in the courtyard. Digging around in her bag for her notebook, the young woman began to study. On the off chance she would get to stay at Meadow, she should wouldnt want to fall behind on her classes.
Jasper woke up to a splitting headache, her six-thirty alarm doing nothing to help the pain. This cause Jasper to throw her phone out the wall. Unfortunately, this did nothing to stop to stop the sound emitting from the stupid electronic device. Begrudgingly, Jasper got out of bed, picked up the phone and turned off her alarms right as a wave of nausea hit. Running to the bathroom, she promptly threw up in the toilet before flushing and brushing her teeth. Instant headache cure. After her shower, she felt like a brand new woman.

Bits and pieces of last night sparked into her memory as she got dressed. A message alert of the assembly prompted Jasper to make her way to the auditorium.

As the headmistress spoke, Jasper didn't clap when told. Instead she sat there, anger boiling at the surface. If looks could kill, Emilia would have fallen over dead. Snatching her bag up from the chair beside her, Jasper stormed out of the auditorium, preparing to call her brother and rant about the news. As she unlocked her phone, she recieved another text at the same time it appeared a lot of other people did.

>Sorry for grabbing your boobs.

Holy fuck Nate, really? she thought. Preparing to write a response, Jasper did a double take at who the message was sent to. Roughly eighty contacts?!

"Dead. A dead man. I'm gonna kill him."

Marching around the courtyard as she looked for Nate (she didn't have her brother's height advatage) Jasper found her target right after it appeared her brother did.

"Oh, leave the boy alone would you Ty," she said, smiling sweetly at the boys. "Wouldn't want you to break his wind pipe would we? You know - probation and all that." Putting her hand on her brother's shoulder, Ty released Nate and straightened his own jacket. It took only a split second for Jasper to take her brothers spot, repinning Nate to the snack machine. While she wasn't as tall as her brother, Jasper was still a force to be reconged with.

"What the fuck Nate," she growled, glaring up at him. "I knew you couldn't handle your booze, but you can't send a text right either?"
I'm sort of in a `meh` mood at the moment.

Kinda needy, but not depressed or sad. Just wanna be babied.

Bored, but not in the mood to do anything.

Just... meh.
"What's your favorite character that you have written for in an RP? Why were they your favorite character?"
I'm basically Tallahassee when it comes to coconut.



Zombieland is a great movie.
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