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Words cannot describe how much I love Pyr. He's incredible, in every way possible. His mannerisms, his actions, his words. Sometimes it feels like it's all a dream with how amazing he is. I want to give him the world, and I'm going to do just that. I love you my little spitfire~
Words don’t do it justice, I love her.....so so much. I caught some type of angel, a savior, a masterpiece of a person. This cold angel graced my life ever since I set eyes on her. She’s stuck with me ever since we met, she never abandoned or forgot about me…..and it means the world to me….Hell, SHE means the world to me, a true soulmate. Some days I feel like I'm in some dream, the fact that she said yes...I can't believe some days...because she doesn't deserve some rut like me. Nevertheless, she’s so calm and intelligent with everything, and she supports me in every step I take….I don’t deserve her, yet here I am…She makes this life so much more worth it, and I constantly have to remind myself that NO...this is not a dream, THIS IS MY BEAUTIFUL REALITY.
Amedeo, my little boy. When I first held you and your sister in my arms. I knew my life would change forever. You two are the best things that have ever happened to me and your father. I love you Amedeo.
I'm so thankful to have such a chill mother, and she's given me all the love in the world. You gave sis and I the best childhood you could give, you helped me up when I felt bad about being the shortest in the family, you made me feel proud of myself, and you and dad were never affected by my shenanigans, which I'm quite stunned by, yet impressed.
Let my hugs be everlasting, mama.
Adria, I love you so much. You and Amedeo were the best things that ever happened to me and Pyr.
Mom!! I’m like a mini her! :D
I haven’t seen her since I was 18. And I pray that I don’t have to see her again. The last thing I want is to see her. Whatever she’s planning, I don’t want a part of it.
Once upon a time, There were two sisters from Painite, lost or abandoned by the parents who spawned them They frolicked, had snowball fights, and played with ice, and with snow land creatures.
The younger sister liked experiencing warmth, it was a new sensation only present in the animals she touched, hugged, and gave affection to. It was a different experience, comfortable, pleasant, and gratifying. "Why can such nice creatures be so warm?" She always asked, they make me warm and I make them warm. And so she spent her time making sure all the creatures of the woods were happy and free.
The older sister however, always shared a fondness with the cold. The chilling winds that touched her face, the shiver of those who were unable to compensate like she could. The fear in their eyes whenever she decided to freeze them, curious to see what happens to them if they felt as cold as her. "Why do they make that face? And why is it pleasant?" So she would spend her days freezing things when her sister wasn't looking.
But one day, she was looking. I did it anyway, because I finally wanted to see the look on her face.
Because my sister loves warmth.