You can see more drawings of mine here in
Larri's Art.
If you're bored, go check out
MyStory that I wrote.
P.S. I wrote it when I was like 14, so lol...
For some of my poetry, just keep scrolling, scrolling, scrolling... ;D
Hi, my name is LET'S HAVE SOME FUN.
Just kidding, it's Larriet.
Larri for short.
I celebrate Spetmeber.
Not September.
Ask me about it! If you're curious, that is.
I'm not a vegetarian, but I don't eat most meat.
I sing and play bass and drums.
I draw, paint, do digital art, and occasionally sculpt when I can.
I also love to take pictures,
and I do a little amateur modeling for friends.
I write poetry and song lyrics and the occasional short story.
I like a few MMORPGs like Hero and Aion.
Right now my internet leaves me incapable of playing either,
and this is very unfortunate.
I looooove to read.
Mostly Fantasy novels,
but some of my favorite books are
Pride and Prejudice,
A Farewell To Arms,
and Anne of Green Gables.
I laugh a LOT.
Probably more than I should.
Louder than I should.
And I occasionally snort from laughing so hard...more than I should.
I have two dogs which I absolutely adore.
They're like children. Lol
Their names are Pandybear and Little Sister(long story).
I have four tattoos with many more to come
and three piercings, currently.
I graduated early.
I'm currently not in school, but hoping to go back.
I change my hair a lot.
Thought not as much as I used to.
I cut and dye it myself.
When I dye it, that is.
It's currently all my natural color.
And yes, my eyes are really that color.
I drive a 1965 Mustang.
She has a 351 Windsor and is running great.
I
adore classic cars.
Want to have a conversation about them?
Let's.
My favorite color is turquoise, on most days.
And purple on others.
I like to whisper when it's least expected.
Sometimes, when I'm wearing headphones, I feel like I'm breathing loudly.
So I hold my breath.
There are few nouns that I love.
These being:
GOD.
My best friends Adam, Gess and Jonesy.
My dogs.
My car.
And sometimes my family. <3
My favorite type of weather, is when it's all windy and wild, just before a storm.
Sometimes, I think this is me.
This is my essence.
I stand in this weather, and I feel the most
alive.
I'm not a huge fan of food.
It's a necessity, not a love.
I love the feeling I get after a great workout and run.
I also love the feeling of a job well done.
"She's amazing. Best friend I've ever had... If she said, "Hey, Gess. Try this, it's WONDERFUL!" and it were dog shit, I'd eat it."
This is how I'm described by Gess.
She's one of my favorites.
<3
Message me.
It'll be splendid.
[#]
So, last night, I was looking and searching for just that peeeerfect quote to put here...and then I realized...It's probably not going to be under my bed.
Quizzes!
Apparently I'm evil. :]
***You Are 82% Evil***
You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you!
And a dragon. Lol
I am a A Topaz Dragon!
Hey, I took the http://dragonhame.com online Inner Dragon quiz and found out I am a Topaz Dragon on the inside.
In the war between good and evil, a Topaz Dragon tends to walk the fine line of Neutrality....
When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon is a risk taker and answers to no one....
As far as magical tendancies, a Topaz Dragon's nature does not lend itself well to the ways of Magic....
During combat situations, whether by spells or by claw, your inner dragon will do whatever it takes to get the job done....
The Topaz dragon makes it's home on temperate islands and coastal regions. This particular gem dragon is widely known for it's impish behavior and charm.'
Unless something specifically interests or affect them, topaz dragons tend to be indifferent to happenings about them.'
When born, a topaz dragon is a dull yellow-brown in color, infused with streaks of blue. As the dragon ages, its scales harden, darken and become translucent and faceted. A topaz dragon shines brightly, giving off rays of amber and blue light.
'
This Dragons favorite elements are: Topaz, Beauty, and Charm
And...I have an IQ. :D
<center>I took the Super IQ Test on www.web.tickle.com!
Larriet, Your IQ score is 149!
Your overall intelligence quotient is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly. But it's only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.
The way you think about things makes you an Intuitive Investigator. This means you have multiple talents and can do anything you set your mind to. You're able to detect numerical patterns easily and are able to grasp the true complexity of the world, both in its details and in a more abstract form. You've got a sharp logical mind and are adept at using words to get even a difficult point across. The combination of all these things makes you truly brilliant.
How did we determine that your thinking style is that of an Intuitive Investigator? When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you an Intuitive Investigator. Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.
[#]
Wikis
keep elftown shallow free
I won! =D
Elftown Wiki Poetry Dueling Arena
I'm a house Zapper. =)
Poems
At the Bar
I was sitting in my usual place,
While Sam was giving my tab a raise,
When you walked over, goal in sight,
And told me you saw Mrs. Right.
I looked up at you, dead in the eyes,
And I said to you, much to your surpise,
"You'll have to go elsewhere,
Mr. I can get any girl,
This is one two week fling,
that's not getting a whirl.
There isn't a man
Who can hold on to me,
I'm only my best
when I'm wild and free.
I've been beaten and broke
And kept in a glass,
And then dumped back out
when my life faded fast,
And they all left me
Because my fire had died,
That flame of life,
that had been so alive.
They all wanted to capture
the quirks and beauty,
And firey free spirit
that used to be me.
But you can't hold the wind,
no matter how hard you squeeze,
It'll die in your hands,
and that's what happened to me.
Now, I'm just a shell,
who drinks every night,
to cover the darkness
that I feel inside.
I'm bruised and broken,
and I can't feel the heat,
the passion or romance
that a real man would need.
I'm a royal fuckup,
this I do know.
I used to inspire,
wherever I would go.
Whether love or hate,
it's all been mused,
And in the end,
All my light got used.
You can pull up a stool,
and talk for a while,
and you may even get
a couple of smiles,
Yes, I will smile,
and you'll get to see,
a glimmer of the person
that I used to be.
And you'll think, 'She's worth fixing.
She's smart, and she's strong.'
But they took all I had,
so buddy, you're wrong."
Then I said,
"Here's to the numbness,"
as I took another shot,
And you left the catch
you were sure you had caught.
Plastic People Don't Get Broken
The plastic hearts are beating, beating
Closing in on me
One by one, raising suspicion
That doesn't mean anything
I can hear their shallow laughter, laughter
Echoing in me
If feels so superficial
In a darkness so deep.
So come on all you mannequins,
Barbie dolls and sheep
Pretending that you give a damn
All you want is satisfaction
Meaningless and cheap
Feigning feelings, as if you really can
Wrapped up in cellophane
Smothering in clear
Saying they don't hear a thing
Though they are so near
So come on all of you deaf ears,
Selfish hearts and sieves
Pretending that you ever feel
All you'll do is mock my fear
Trying to break free
You've never felt anything that's real
I'm pushing and I'm fighting
Screaming and yelling out
I'm a single, defined footstep
getting trampled by a crowd
And you're all a sea of sameness
Fitting in by standing out
Because you're all your own
Just like everybody else
So come on all you passers-by,
Mindless drones and weak,
Please, keep pretending like you should
All just trying to suck me dry
For a little peace
Drinking feelings that you wish you could.
Surround yourselves in laughter, laughter
You couldn't feel me even if you could.
Plastic hearts are beating, beating
No understanding, even if you could.
Fin.
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