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Young Writers Society


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about herbert

tis i, FluorescentAnt's best friend and her biggest fan. (she got me to join YWS!)
formerly teatiime (of which, you can call me tea too!)
fine, i was the FM from jan 24 to mar 5
the biggest periwinkle lover
i am silly i suppose
cryptic messages:

Spoiler! :
23: "nozik em ny nymd"
i cannot say it's alright however
quotations, make album
album + favorite number = Q
X=A+Y
Y= B-Z
Z= C × D
where
A= trying to find a part of me you didn’t take up
B= it feels like the perfect night to dress like hipsters
C= i kept you like an oath
D= NaPo

pads are fun too, no?

to sum me up:
I SWEAR I CAN SPELL
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Spearmint wrote:jan Ti li pona. sitelen ona li pona.
jaja estoy aprendiendo toki pona :D es muy divertido

~
Plume wrote:With musical taste sublime
and poet abilities prime,
if you need a cup
of cheering-right-up
why not see teatiime?

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Dossereana wrote:teatiime comes rushing out with hands full of hot chocolate and tea.


Interests

poetry, pads, gaming, reading, cooking & baking, doing witchcraft >:3, taylor swift

Occupation

local threat to society/chaos bringer/poet/mayonnaise pudding truther/taylor swift truther/stay up till 3 wake up at 5 bird/procrastinator/roleplayer/chef/gay best friend


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien