Jun. 3rd, 2012 at 12:29 AM
Now that we’re somewhere.. rather more settled. As unsettling as that seems. I’d like to make an announcement.
Apparently the train’s abilities extended from stealing magic and various powers. It was also capable of entirely neutralising common sense. There's just no other way to explain it.
Since I can’t delete them I’d like to retract everything I've said over the past week regarding that series.
Twilight is a .. well, it’s not a book. It’s complete rubbish!
Merlin, I don’t even know where to begin: ‘Bella’ is not a modern heroine, when in fact she more or less barely has a purpose without Edward, her boyfriend to prevent her colliding with everything. Whilst Edward expresses traits not dissimilar to an abusive partner. Constantly telling your girlfriend you could easily kill her by accident is not tragically romantic. It’s horrific.
That’s barely scratching the surface of what’s infuriatingly wrong with it.
I’m also sorry for putting wasted paper with the depth of a puddle before attempting to help with ..patrols, or clearing the vines whilst we were stranded.I can't believe it I'm so
Apparently the train’s abilities extended from stealing magic and various powers. It was also capable of entirely neutralising common sense. There's just no other way to explain it.
Since I can’t delete them I’d like to retract everything I've said over the past week regarding that series.
Twilight is a .. well, it’s not a book. It’s complete rubbish!
Merlin, I don’t even know where to begin: ‘Bella’ is not a modern heroine, when in fact she more or less barely has a purpose without Edward, her boyfriend to prevent her colliding with everything. Whilst Edward expresses traits not dissimilar to an abusive partner. Constantly telling your girlfriend you could easily kill her by accident is not tragically romantic. It’s horrific.
That’s barely scratching the surface of what’s infuriatingly wrong with it.
I’m also sorry for putting wasted paper with the depth of a puddle before attempting to help with ..patrols, or clearing the vines whilst we were stranded.