I'm Tori. C:
Um. Okay, I suck at the 'About Me' section. XD Always have, always will. Thus, I'll just ramble blindly. :3
I'm old. I shake my cane at kids and tell them to get off my lawn.
...Okay, I'm like 16, but I feel old. XD I hang out with middle schoolers and freshmans, so it makes me feel older. I'm a cougar, protect your children. >:P
I'm a twin. x3 My brother looks more like a girl than me. :| And he gets more guys than me. X|
I'm a ginger. :D It doesn't look like it in pictures but my hair's copper in the sunlight. :3 And I has freckles. And I'm neon white. I blind people. c:
The way to my heart is definitely through my music. :3 Anything hardcore enough to scare people away and make babies cry is good for me. (I made my little sis cry with my music. XD)
Comment me. I like seeing things in my inbox when I log in. Makes me feel loved. c:
So you know, yes, I do call everyone 'bro'. It's habit, don't bitch at me. XD <3
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Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
We Wear the Mask

WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!