Celebrabis hereditati tuae. Nolite timere differentiae.
Celebrate your heritage. Fear not your differences.
Sylvia Z. Leon
Daughter of the Cowardly Lion I am Born; I am Alive:●Lewistown, Montana.
●February 29th, 1996.
●Seventeen.
●Average.
A Web of Self:↔Nerd↔
■ Friendly ■ ↔ ■ Meek ■
■ Imaginative ■ ↔ ■ Withdrawn ■
■ Compassionate ■ ↔ ■ Sensitive ■
The Joyous and Loathsome:○ Flowers ○ ↔ ○ Crowds ○
○ Caramel-flavored things ○ ↔ ○ Bullies ○
Those Who Share My Blood:♠ Samantha T. Tigris; Cousin♠
Those Who Have My Heart:♂
♠U-um, C-Cain is . . .
♠W-well, don't t-tell him, okay?
♠He w-wouldn't f-feel the s-same way anyw-way.
The Murmur of My Past:→The meadows and lakes and fields of flowers surrounding my small hometown.
→My mother's gotten really sick since we moved here. It scares me because my father won't tell me what's wrong.
→The first carnival I ever went to--Sam dragged me along with her friends Tino and Aurora, and they made the crowd a lot less scary. I'd never had a caramel apple before then. <3
Something More: °I was born on a leap year. I only get a
real birthday every four years. So, technically, I'm actually three years old.
°My parents and I like to raise and release butterflies. The one room of the house dedicated to them is one of my favorite places to go.
°Do you think Cain likes butterflies? They might cheer him u--oh. Do you think he'd kill them?
