Miss Marie Riorden.

I'm going to address this right now. I do take Read Requests, but that DOES NOT mean you need to RR me everything you write. And I do not read stories unless it's of my own free-will. So do not RR them to me, because honestly they will not be read.

With that out of the way:
My penname is Marie Riorden.
My real name, well, that's for me to know.


I'm 21, female if you noticed. I am a writer. You can look through my work and you can read my heart through those pieces.
I'm a dreamer. I won't look at you differently for the life you've led, because not a damn one of us is perfect. If you treat me with kindness, I'll return the favor. In a world like this, why be hateful? There's enough hate already.

I have what a mental doctor would call D.I.D. which stands for Dissociative Identity Disorder, or more commonly known as Multiple Personality Disorder. If you cannot accept that, don't even try to talk to me. Her name is Arabella, Ari for short.

I draw, and I sing as well. I'm learning guitar and I can play the flute.
Despite what I do, I don't find myself to be good at it. it's merely a hobby, a distraction.

If you really want to know me. Drop me a line. I talk back.
If you don't understand me, I don't expect you to. I don't even understand myself.
I just ask for a friend. That's it. You don't have to be any more than that.

Also, I'm a music junkie. If you couldn't already guess that.

It's been a long time since I've actually wrote anything of any worth, and life just strikes you like that. Sometimes I feel like it's alright, but there are other days when nothing is okay. Just hang in there though, because I promise you one day it will be okay. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, or even next week. But one day. Remember your worth.