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| Country: | Costa Rica |
| Favorite book: | well, i don't really have a favorite. I just read whatever I find interesting if it comes to me. I mostly like writing what i would like to read...it depends, i guess....:) |
| Member Since: | Apr 27, 2011 |
Book by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Jan 17, 2012
Rules of Love... It helps everyone.
Written by ME.
Tags:love, life, relationship, girl, boy, broken, hearts, rules
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Jan 17, 2012
Chapter 4...well, part of it. I am so sorry i haven't...
Tags:murder, crime, dad, blood, knife
Poem by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Nov 12, 2012
Emos are regular people, just like you. You don't know...
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Apr 4, 2012
Escape...or face the music?
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Apr 4, 2012
Home Is In His Eyes
Summary
If you lived in...
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Apr 4, 2012
Character pictures for my upcoming novel, Home Is In His...
Book by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Jan 17, 2012
Rules of Love... It helps everyone.
Written by ME.
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Jan 17, 2012
Chapter 4...well, part of it. I am so sorry i haven't...
Novel by Wyld Astradine
Posted: Jul 11, 2011
Vanessa is kidnapped one night by an old friend who is...
About Me (Wyld Astradine)
I am a very quiet person. Not many people get me. I have only a circle of friends that I can trust. If you're lucky enough, you're one of them. I have had my heart broken, and the shards re-mended over and over again. Ever since my last heart break...the worst one...It has been hard. Being happy was almost never possible. I look at you without saying anything and you know by my eyes what I will be thinking. I wear dark colors because, 1, they look gr8 on me, and 2, because if I do, its because I don't feel well on the inside. Black shows the other part of me. When you look at me, you will see smiles, but it is hiding all the tears inside... :'( You may call me EMO, or what ever you please, but I don't wake up everyday trying to please you. So, I don't care what you think of me. I'm just plain tired of trying to be the girl who has all the friends, who is giggly and has the best guys on the basketball or sports teams looking at her. I don't want to be that girl who needs nice things like great clothes and nice makeup. I'm just fucking tired of trying to be someone I'm not. So...I give up. I'm going the way I'm supposed to, now. I'm denying everything I used to know. I'm starting over. A new me is commencing, and there's nothing you can do about it. Take me as I am...or don't take me at all. FTW. ♥