#sinisterlies

Anyone want to RP. I want to get as much RP in as I can~

Hello. My name s Vladamir Rose. I live in Texas and I’m Asian. My religion is Cambodian, but I look more like a American then a Asian. I’m 17 years old and I have had a lot of tragedy in my life. First, I was always bullied and I am still currently today. Second, my family doesn’t really like me, but I learned to just ignore the hatred. Third and last of all, I’m very ill in a hospital bed with a laptop in my lap as I talk to everyone one who I care and love to death… Now I can go on give a description about my self. Like I said up there in the little intro.  My name is Vladamir Rose, and I’m a 17 year old who is very ill. I have no pets, but I use to have two dogs. Sadly they died of old age. Their name was Chewy and Tiger.  Sadly I only have a picture of Tiger, but Chewy looks exactly the same as Tiger… Only that the brown spots are black and he’s much more smaller. I live in a small house with a huge family. My family is low on money and can’t really afford a lot of things. The house we live in is yello and has a bunny statue in the front eating a strawberry. Two rocking chairs and one bench. My room is ALWAYS clean. I have O.C.D issues with neatness. When ever you come into my room it’s always clean and neat… Also organized. My room is next the backyard. I literally mean it. There’s two doors. One door leading to the backyard and one to the living room. It’s a small room, but I like it. It’s rather cozy. (Lol.. They look like they’re smiling. )  ————————————————————————-  Alright, on to the the next thing. I’m a weird kid. Weird? Yes, weird. I always mutter to myself and people think I’m talking to ghosts. I see ghosts sometimes in my house which scared the living daylights out of me… I know they can’t hurt me because they always hurt my family instead of me. I know they’re on my side and not theirs( Score one for Vlad ). I actually like the company of ghosts. I talk to them and they respond back with a sound or knocking a object a specific object I ask them to knock over. I feel them around me most of the time.. It’s like they’re my guardian angel. How ironic.  Further more, I want to say my life sucks. I don’t get a lot to eat and I pretty much starve some nights. I manage to sneak a bit of things here and there with out getting noticed by anyone. I’m really a sweet person who doesn’t deserve any of this, but faith and god put me into this life. Life can be really unfair to me.. Example. I only got a total of 5 presents for Christmas while my siblings got like 15. UNFAIR. At least I got something…  I received so much love when I joined Academi and Tumblr. I met so many wonderful people and I want to get to know everyone even more. When I was little I had a childish wish. I guess I can tell the story.. I want it to come true…  ( I’m improvising myself as a kid. xd.. I have no kid pictures of me. ) I was only a small child and I sat by my grandfather on his porch. They lived out in the country and we were both looking up at the sky. I said something that he thought was actually decent. “Grandpa… The stars up in the sky… Since there’s a zillion of them… If I die of something… I want people to know that I will be dieing soon. I don’t want to let the family know and our Aunties and Uncles. I want everyone in the world to know.” I remember that exact line because I wrote it down somewhere. It’s really a coincidence right now, now that I remember it.  My idea is that I want to get this post to be re-blogged by a bunch of people. Each re-blog means one star. Simple. I hate to ask for people to do this, but I want to do this for me and everyone who had someone special died. Even if that special is a pet or a object. That special thing is means everything to you. It’s unique in it’s own way and different from everyone.

Sorry for my inactive actions. I've been really sick and not feeling well. Bet no one misses me. Yeah... It's fine. Movie night with friends.. That sounds nice right now.