Nombre: Solo María Henrietta Irene Vicente Guadalupe de la Rosa Smith.

Edad: 20.

Aspecto personal: Don't wanna talk about it.

Música:

MajesticCasual Pretty much everything in there.

Music for Thorny Roses Falling Wilted to the Ground: I usually don't do this kind of thing. It's actually the second time. But if any of you want to read the story with background music, I could suggest listening to this: Evil Needle - Falling Leaves and Slow Magic - Feel Flows.

Literatura: Khalil Gibran, Herman Hesse, Jane Austen, Willian Butler Yeats, J.K ROWLING!, Friedich Nietzsche, Jean Paul Sartre, Pierre de Ronsard, Anne Rice, Carmen Laforet, Bram Stocker, Willian Shakespeare, Wilkie Collins y Lao Tsu, escritores en fan fiction como Atypicalsnowman, Dius Corvius, Emily Waters, The Hand Behind This Pen, jharad17, Sweet Mercy, kellydofc, BC, Emma Lipardi y ahora Sensibly Tainted, Huldra, Silens Cursor y BlueHorizon76.

(Recomendaciones.

Para los fans de Harry Potter les recomiendo leer An Aunt's Love de Emma Lipardi, es una de las historias mas exitosas que he leído, y considerando que está en la comunidad más repleta de todo fanfcition creo que le va demasiado bien para ser verdad. También chequen Prodigal Deliquentde Ethereal Euphoria. Una toma diferente de la vida de Harry al ser lo opuesto al canon. Está escrita bellamente.

De ahí en fuera, realmente les recomiendo Rewriting the Song de Silens Cursor. Donde Severus, más que un adolescente emocional y sin camino; se inspira y hace lo posible para ganarse al amor de su vida, no caer en el vacío de los ojos de Narcissa, y quedarse neutral entre las masas de Jóvenes Mortífagos que infestan su Casa. Y no sólo eso, sino quitar a James de la competencia y tratar de salvar a más gente de la que él se da cuenta. Todo esto y nunca me he confundido con la historia, así que sálganse de aquí y ponganse a leer :B)

Después de considerar mi flojera para actualizar mis stats en este lugar, he decidido dejarlo así...

Proyectos: No me los vayan a robar...

Frasesitas:

"I confuse things with their names: that is belief"- Jean Paul Sartre.

"We rode in sorrow, with strong hounds three,
Bran, Sgeolan, and Lomair,
On a morning misty and mild and fair.
The mist-drops hung on the fragrant trees,
And in the blossoms hung the bees.
We rode in sadness above Lough Lean,
For our best were dead on Gavra's green"- William Butler Yeates.

"Lo hermoso es horrendo y lo horrendo hermoso...Nunca vi un día tan horrendo y hermoso"-Macbeth, obra de Gilielmus filius Johannes Shakespeare.

"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

silence the pianos and with muffled drum

bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead.

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

my working week and my Sunday rest,

my noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now;put out every one,

pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,

pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;

for nothing now can ever come to any good."- Pains and Contradictions, atypicalsnowman.

"I wonder how many people truly realise what a unique man Arthur Weasley is. He is so quiet, so inconspicuous in a Pinkerton way, so odd with so many little quirks that people tend to think of him as harmless, a comic relief. But behind those blue eyes, there is a keen mind, a kind, accepting personality and a character with strength paralleled by few… " Pantogogue-BC.