Vinny <3he's like my brotha from another motha <3my homie <3my G <3my lover, after Dylan and all the others <3my home sweet home <3MY MAIN MAN <3he's da one da da da da da da da dutdut daaaaaaaVinny <3Vinny <3srsly. he's cool shit.and he loves me.so GO WELCOME HIM!or die.or die.or die.zombie apocalypse.or die.xx

dylaneatsrainbows!^ that's his tumblr c:I follow it like a nigga on crack.crazy, but that's what love makes us mere mortals do!So, my name is James.I'm eighteen. I live in a shack with my older brother, and my sister visits us like pretty much everyday to make sure we haven't died yet c: (she's so thoughtful..)Our parents are crazy, my mother is completely off her rocker,and my dad sleeps around...

Break AwayThere's the link!Chapter one is officially up!EXCITING TIMES ~So, I still want to be with Dylan.I wonder if he likes Harry Potter - I can't remember..I hope he does, we'd get along great if he does c:OMG WE COULD HAVE HARRY POTTER THEMED PARTIES AND SHIT!with cats <3Oh Dylan <3 How I long for you to acknowledge my pitiful existence *sighs deeply*I digress.Just read Break Away!I...

Just to reiterate:Hi! My name is James and I like cats!Cats.Cats are great. From small cats to big cats to medium-sized cats, they're just FANTASTIC! Gotta love me some cats. Or even baby!Cats - now those are some cute cats, or kitties shall I say. kitty kitty kitty CAT.^ best picture on tumblr to date.well besides all the pictures of Dylan <3 (dylaneatsrainbows)Dylan is my hero... slash my...

No, but really!I'm a flaming homosexual, with mommy/daddy issues, who writes Harry Potter fanfiction because he's just the coolest kid around!Isn't it just fan-freaking-tastic?I digress.The fic's called Break Away and it's pretty much a rebel!Harry fic.And you love bashings, well this is the story for you! BUT! If you do not like Harry + Slytherins, then this is NOT for you! BUT YOU SHOULD READ IT...

Just to reiterate:Hi! My name is James and I don't like girls!At the startlingly young age of 4 years, I, James Last-name-that-you-don't-need-to-know-in-case-you-decide-to-stalk-me-on-the-Facebook-or-something, decided that girls were just not worth my time. Really, they were petty, and delicate and loud, and quiet and obnoxious, and unnoticeable, and frilly and I just didn't like them. Boys were...