What's up?

I'm Little Miss Ghastly, but you can just call me Ghastly, or if you really, really, REALLY want, Faye.

I'm usually bored out of my mind, which drives me to do some very strange things.

I like to think that I'm a nice person-- sometimes rude, but still a nice person most of the time--, but I do bite back when bitten.

Or scratch. I rather like my claws, but I'm sure that you won't.

I want to become someone who designs video game music. Speaking of music, I love it. I almost never take my headphones out. Even in class, when the teacher is speaking. You can safely guess that I'm listening to a Pokémon remix of GlitchxCity, Melanie Martinez, Halsey, or just plain old Pokémon music.

I play an instrument. It starts with a t, ends with a t, and is a brass instrument. I'm very proud of that fact.

If you don't like it, screw you.

I like pretty things and things that glow. I also like strange, slightly creepy pictures, and am fascinated with smoke, fire, and explosions.

I think I'm a borderline pyromaniac.

So, yeah. I think that's it.

Oh, wait. This account is shared with @heartforhire, my best friend. She does most of the non-Pokémon writing.
  • Probably somewhere, finding myself something to do
  • הצטרףMarch 17, 2017



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