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WikdChick
Shannon, Mississippi
Member for 15 years
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ABOUT ME
I love animals, the internet, movies, reading, games, anime, manga &amp; chocolate!<br /> Chocolate is a beautiful thing...

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Books: Gentle Ben, Tommyknockers, Rowan Series, Dark Carpathian Series
Music: The Fame Monster, Exclusive, Crack, Cocaine 3
Movies: 300, Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron, Interview with a Vampire, Parody Films(Stan Helsing,EpicMovie,etc)
TV Shows: South Park, Naruto, Naruto Shippuden, ROBOT CHICKEN!!!!
Interests: Web surfin', Writing, Reading, Listening to music


Poetry
MoonGood
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
The Plight Of Rikka
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Forsaken extendend
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Falling
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
Reallife Nightmare
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
Cold World
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
Look Up, Never Down
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
Moonlite Night
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Ill-fated Swallow
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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Poetry
Only the Beginning
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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BlueNight
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

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