|Greetings sorcerers, I'm Halel Redspell (no that's not my real name.)
If I do not reply its because my limit has been reached, you can find me at either Sorrel25 or Freakshow25.
Enjoy my bio.
I'll update the rest tomorrow
Nicknames: Sorrel, Kiba, Hawk, Scar, Malachai, Devil, Snake, Bailey, Smarts, Blackwing, Undying Nightmare, Sword, King Mole, Wolf, and the list grows every now and then, all friends may give me one, if I like an insult enough it becomes my name as well
Studies: Wolves, Botany, Numerology, Psychology, Sociology, Chemistry, Fear, Monstrumology, Mythology, Spiders, Science, Philosophy, and Magic (more will be added as time goes, and I am also willing to share my notes with any who ask)
Abilities/powers: Empathy, Internet Charm (only females are affected, I'll let you know the effect after it kicks in), Flexibility (I can twist my wrist 360?, bend my legs back to where my feet are equal to my shoulders and walk, bend my foot 180?, and a few others that are hard to describe), and Heat Resistance that normal people can't stand
Colors: Blood Red, Black, Midnight Blue, Violet, and Underworld Green (that shade of green that fire in some movies have)
IQ: 111 (would be higher if depression and anxiety weren't in the way)
Foods: Italian foods
Music: Anything with a good beat
Quotes I like:
My heart is sealed with rust
Do not pity the dead. Pity the living. And above all, those who live without love.
Deep in Earth my love is lying. And I must weep alone.
Sorrow shares no one, and scars respect no person.
We are traveling down a path with no happy ending, and its too late to turn around.
I survive at the edge of friend's circles.
That's the thing about pain...it demands to be felt.
I was running in circles, i hurt myself, just to find my purpose, everything was worthless, I didnt deserve this, but to me you were perfect.
Eventually I'll grow sick and perish. Die on the floor, a young boy--who even when in the presence of company, still feels the loneliness that looms over his heart.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
The silence isn't so bad, till i look at my hands and feel sad. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.
Nothing is ever certain.
The funniest people are most often the saddest ones.
To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
I'm not afraid of death; I just dont want to be there when it happens.
You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.
I have learned now that while those who speak about one's miseries usually hurt, those who keep silent hurt more.
My room is so quiet and empty, it hurts.
I cant set my hopes too high, cause every hello ends with a good bye.
I was lost yesterday, I was found today, and I will be forgotten tomorrow.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we dont know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishing.
Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own.
Experiencing deep sadness can, sometimes, heighten your ability to feel joy.
Im lonely. And Im lonely in some horribly deep way. And for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the s*** out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.
In the end we are all miserable. Its a human condition.
I think how the world is still some how beautiful even when I feel no joy at being alive within it.
I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that youd live to be a hundred years old. I didnt know. I didnt know that you would be ashamed of me.
If you want to know more or want to simply talk, message me here or through Xbox
My Xbox name is SorrelBlackwing.
Skype name is Freakshow2591, only friends can contact me there though
Have a good day.