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Young Writers Society


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About racket

Hmmm......what should I write here in order to not be stalked..... Eh, if you're reading this, you probably are stalking me, so why try and stop it if it's already happening.
But seriously, if you're stalking me, just chat and/or pm me and all the info you want shall be given. Maybe. No promises. :D


Interests

a lot of things.


I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights