About
M'kay so where to begin... Okay so my name is Crayola or Patches to you, I am a girl, My age is in an area to which is not important to you Gaia people (except for my close buddies), I have the attention span of a squirrel, I love to draw and write, I am extremely loyal to all my friends and am more of a listener then a talker. My dream goal is to be a Novelist. I love rainy days and sunsets and all that. I have a few quirks and kinks in my life and person but if you really care about who I am as a person that won't matter to you. I"m borderline Otaku and my obsessions include Doctor Who, Supernatural, Sherlock, and others.There is more to my life then this but that's all I'm sharing because I don't know you people. If I get to know you then I might share a little more.
I also love Random Pm's, Comments and Rp requests so don't be afraid to send them to me!
You know it could be, She just didn't know how to tell you. Or, maybe she was worried about what you would think, or she was worried that... She'd disappoint you. Maybe she was afraid. And maybe... Maybe she didn't want anyone to know. She tried to hide it. She put on her bravest face, and she did her best to look strong in front of everyone... But still... She knew. She knew she wasn't strong, and the more she tried to hide it, the more ashamed she felt, the more she began to hate herself, and the more she began to be afraid that you would hate her too, if you knew the truth, if you knew how scared she was to face the other kids. And maybe, that's the reason she couldn't say anything to you. Maybe that's why she ran away. Because the thing she was most afraid of, the thought that scared her the most, was that her mother would reject her, that she would be hated by someone she loved... -Tohru Honda, Fruits Basket
