Narrator: Awesome-Like-Prussia
Goldilocks: Gilbert
Papa Bear: Germany
Mama Bear: Japan
Baby Bear: Italy
(I know it's kind of weird that Prussia has his human name, but the Axis don't. That's because I wanted to call this Gilbertlocks..)
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Gilbert. Okay, he wasn't actually that little. He was a grown man.. But, anyway. He went for a walk in the forest. On the walk, he saw a bird. The bird's name was Pierre. It was making an annoying chirping sound, which Gilbert found un-awesome. He threw a spoon at it's head, shutting it up.
"That wasn't very nice, Gilbert." the voice in the sky says. He loo
Narrator: Awesome-Like-Prussia
Goldilocks: Gilbert
Papa Bear: Germany
Mama Bear: Japan
Baby Bear: Italy
(I know it's kind of weird that Prussia has his human name, but the Axis don't. That's because I wanted to call this Gilbertlocks..)
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Gilbert. Okay, he wasn't actually that little. He was a grown man.. But, anyway. He went for a walk in the forest. On the walk, he saw a bird. The bird's name was Pierre. It was making an annoying chirping sound, which Gilbert found un-awesome. He threw a spoon at it's head, shutting it up.
"That wasn't very nice, Gilbert." the voice in the sky says. He loo
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Intro) by lilacgiraffe, literature
Literature
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Intro)
"Veneziano, do I have to go?" you whine as the hyper man drags you through the mall.
"Si, bella! And you need to get cute clothes, too!" he chirps, forging ahead through the crowds of staring girls.
You groan dramatically as he pulls you into yet another designer store. He throws you into a dressing room and then hands you clothes over the door. "How's this, Veneziano?" you ask, stepping out in a short, (f/c) dress with a low neckline and a pair of black heels.
"Perfect-a! Let's-a go!" he pushes you back in the room and you change into your jeans and tank top. When you step out of the room, clothes in hand, the Italian is already paying fo
I love to draw. It's one of my passions. I'm constantly drawing in school. I also love to write. I would love to have my work published one day. I'm a dancer. I also play the clarinet. I love the fine arts~
Favourite Movies
Hetalia-Paint It, White
Favourite TV Shows
Soul Eater, InuYasha, and Fullmetal Alchemist
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
On/Off, Never Shout Never, The Ready Set, Mayday Parade, All Time Low, and many more
This fake smile will hide,
My true feelings deep inside,
And cover up the tears I've cried.
I will tell everyone that I'm alright,
And keep my emotions out of sight.
They think I'm shy, they think I'm quiet,
But inside me is a full out riot.
I stab myself with hurtful words I think are true.
Was there any of this you already knew?
I'm sure I'm not the only one.
In absolutely no way is this fun.
But I will always keep a smile on my face and say,
Everyday,
That I'm okay.
Okay, so this is just me writing random things about myself. I'm in high school, and I have the greatest friends ever. I have never had any friends until I met them this year. Pathetic, right? Well, I'm okay with it, because they are amazing, but they have no idea how much they mean to me. It sucks that some of them are leaving me at the end of this year. The three that I got closest to, too... Anyways, I'm an all A student, with a 4.0 GPA. I'm in some advanced classes this year, and I'm going to be in another one next year. People always tell me how smart I am, but I never think much of it. I should be thankful that I have the drive, ambitio