Hello. I am Reilon, formerly Ferret Luv Fish.

Sex: Female

Age: I'm sick of changing my age every year, so my birthday is January 9th, 1990.

Me: I'm a wannabe novelist, photographer and cook. I love reading and playing board games, and am pretty decent at chess. Wow, this is starting to sound like a personal ad...

Dislikes: People who don't bother to proofread their work before submitting it, corny horror flicks, Mary-Sues, Disney, Stephanie Meyer, Anne Rice, politics, the epilogue of Deathly Hollows, mustard, headaches and pickles.

Likes: Chocolate, cheese, photography, cooking, writing, drawing, ferrets, politics, revolution, my creative writing class, my friends, Garth Nix, NaNoWriMo, D.I., airplanes, chicken pot pies, South Park, and laughing.

Quotes/phrases I love:

"FUCK DAMN SHIT HELL SON OF A BITCHIN MOTHER FUCKIN BITCH BASTARD WHORE!!"

My armor is contempt. My shield is disgust. My sword is hatred. In the emperor's name, let none survive.

When life gives you lemons, make grape juice and leave the world wondering how the fuck you did it.

"No. Humans will die out. We're weak. Dinosaurs survived on rotten flesh. You got diarrhea last week from a Wendy's."
~Daisy Cruz

"It's not an excuse, sir. It's a frakking fact!"
~Felix Gaeta

"Why would you offer me a poptart and then say one or two? Bitch, they come in a pack of two! Oh we sharin now?! Damn this recession!"

"My Jamaican genes say I could ingest pasta with lava and radiation on it and not get sick."

"UUUGGGGHHHH!!!! That tasted like bile!!! Fuck, my taste buds just got RAPED!!! DAMN YOU, HEALTH FOOD WEBSITES!!!"

"GRANDDAD! DO PEOPLE GET RAPED IN HOLDING?"

"Say that again. I couldn't hear ya over the sound of me shittin' myself."

"Amanda- 4. Death- 0. C'mon bitch, I can do this all day!"