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About cupcake

I haven't been on this website since I was 12, now I'm 17 and I find this account hilarious to look back on. I had no idea what the hell I was doing, I don't know how you all put up with me. Just FYI, I moved on from writing, since I obviously lack any form of talent (I mean, what 12 year old writes poems about jelly beans?), to a world of Adam Lambert, nail art (@nicolesnailsnz on Instagram), and way too much anxiety. Have fun everyone, I admire all your hard work, talent and creativity, and may you all experience as little writers' block as possible.



"For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein