waddup i’m mira i’m 17 and i never fuckin learned how to write seriously

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hello! i’m m. felicity hartley (of course this isn’t my real name!) and i live in singapore. i usually go by mira, though.

my real name is much longer, so i dumped it all into latin and here i am.

i started writing poetry/stage plays as a wee kindergartener and have been doing so ever since, but the local education system doesn’t let you do a lot outside studying. so i want to pick up where i left off a couple years ago!— and maybe i’ll be able to share the crack with everyone here.

some basic information:

- before you ask

- i am but a humble shitposter, do not ask me about my poo

- i’m an isfp and enneagram 7w6 sx/so

- my birthday is 4/4, making me an aries sun/ leo moon/ cap ascendant

- i’m pansexual

- i look literally 12 and so i get blocked from age-restricted cinema screenings a lot

- dm me Cursed™️ candy (a good example is fini camel balls because i laughed at that for like seven hours)

- L I Q U I D F I L L E D B A L L S

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as for my reason for writing— i don’t think i really have a specific objective in mind. but you know how sometimes you start feeling giddy, and you really want to find the noisiest of noisy places, and you really want to get up and dance? well— i write so i can get the world to dance too.