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I am a cat. A brunette, androgynous, trumpet-playing, piano-playing, guitar-playing, tall, blue-loving, introverted, writing, reading, studying, 9th grade, weird, quote-memorizing, music-loving, insomnia-suffering, fairly friendly, cat-adoring, drawing, acting , mythical beast, boy-band hating, twilight-loving, bisexual, movellas-using, German-speaking, singing, cold (physically), computer savy(ish), Latin-speaking, sarcastic, reviewing cat, but a cat never the less.

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Lavern (Lav)

1. Winner of The Writing Prompt Competition, 2015
2. Winner of the Dear Diary Competition, 2016
3. Nominated for Best Movellian in the Movellys, 2016

"It takes ten times longer to put yourself together than it does to fall apart"
- Finnick, Mockingjay

"What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?"
- John Green

"It has to be dark for the stars to shine"
- Unknown

"People who hurt you are like sandpaper. They may scratch you up a little bit, but in the end you are polished, and they are worthless"
- Chris Colfer

"There is nothing wrong with you. There is a lot wrong with the world you are living in"
- Chris Colfer

"Gay, Straight, Orange, Purple, Dinosaur - I don't care; be yourself"
- Darren Criss

"If you can't handle me at my worst, you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best"
- Marilyn Monroe

"We're all a little crazy - the only difference is some hide it better than others"
- Michelle Hodkin

"To the world you may be someone, but to someone you may just be the world"
- Dr. Sues

"A person is a person no matter how small"
- Dr. Sues

"Good things happen to those who wait... but great things happen to those who get off their butts and go do it!"
- Anonymous

"People may change the music, but the music also changes the people"
- Unknown

"Ask someone if they are okay. It can literally be the difference between life and death. Go!"

"Do what you like and like what you do"
- Life is Good

"and so the lion fell in love with the lamb."
- Stephenie Myer, Twilight

(I did these from memory, so they may not be exact. :-) )


  • Lavern L.C.

    mumbled "It's been a bit"

    2 months agoReply
    It's been, well, a while. I whole year... really three.
    It's funny how being in this community lined up with so many other things in my life. It's a whole time period.
    There was a lot of burn out.
    But I get this funny feeling I'm over it, I'm ready.
    But anyway.
    If anyone wants to talk, leave a comment <3
     dani  bf/dcd
    2 months ago
    2 months ago
    @[Lavern L.C.] Welcome BACK, Lavern! It's been different without you being here. I'm happy that you have decided to return to Movellas! There is so many memories buried within this site. I always find myself returning to the Dark World I created in my stories. I would like to know if you'd be up for reading my latest story? Maybe leaving me a short review or some CC? :P
    A Seducing Nightmare3:30 - AFTER losing you to the underworld- I promised that I would follow you wherever you went. Father, I followed you to the moment you lay on the ground...
    Shaun JH Nightshade
    Nice to 'see' you. Hope to read some of your work soon :)
    2 months ago
    Hey, hey!
  • Lavern L.C.

    mumbled "So I Just Wrote a Couple Chapters... Would Anyone Be Willing to Read Them and Tell Me What They Think? "

    2 years agoReply
    "Riley always has a way of putting a sarcastic twist on just about anything. Their depression. Their friend's suicide attempt. Their sexuality, gender, love life. It's not even that their life is terrible. It's that their life is empty. And it appears that will never change. That is, of course, until Alex. "
    I've been writing a thing for the first time in a bit for the diversity competition, and I was wondering if anyone'd be willing to read the first couple chapters. It'd be greatly appreciated, and I'd be happy to do something in return :)
    - Lav <3
    Today and TomorrowRiley always has a way of putting a sarcastic twist on just about anything. Their depression. Their friend's suicide attempt. Their sexuality, gender,...
    angel plant
    2 years ago
    I would love to
  • Lavern L.C.

    mumbled "Hello, Lovies"

    2 years agoReply
    How are you doing? (:
    2 years ago
    its all good
    2 years ago
    Lavern L.C.
    2 years ago
    HEY @[Eloquence]
    How are you? :)
    2 years ago
    I'm good, how're you?
  • Lavern L.C.

    mumbled "*awkward smile* Hey"

    2 years agoReply
    How are you, lovies? I understand I've been gone. Sorry. If you'd like to ask my anything, go ahead. I've been through a bunch of shit lately lol.
    - Lavern
    Preslee Lily Potter ❤️ :)
    Omg please don't leave me again
    Lavern L.C.
    2 years ago
    Hey Presleeeeeeee (: missed ya
    2 years ago
    Please come back @[Lavern L.C.] ;_;
  • Lavern L.C.

    mumbled "Moonlight Sonata (a weird short story from my new weird collection of short stories)"

    2 years agoReply
    1 Like
    I couldn't help rememebr how a friend had once described Moonlight Sonata. He said she was girl, a quiet, beaitful, shy thingy with a sugary and knowing smile. Of course, it was his cheesy way of flirting, but as I closed my eyes and felt her against me I couldn't stop her chords and notes from swinging in my head. The rest of the car murmured around us, but we sat silent. I cannot atest to her thoughts, but mine were still, focusing on how my jacket slumped over her body and how she smelled of ciniman and honey. I was just so goddamn lucky, so goddamn happy. Not the frilly happiness you get after petting your cat or eating a good meal, but a deep satisfaction that filled up my chest.

    And yet, Moonlight Sonata is not a happy song, it's in D minor, with the minor chords and notes rhat press deep into the piano's keys. I was bitterly reminded of how screwed up we were, she was. I wanted her to hear my thoughts in that moment, for her to see the proof that I loved her. Tears pricked my eyes, and I glanced at the rearview mirror; oh, how dark the circles under my eyes sunk and how pale my face looked. And yet, there was an almost undetectable rosiness there, a color painted there by her.

    I was twisted in that moment, as her cold fingers played my ring. A girl I met that day had asked me if it was a promise ring, and I laughed it off, joking about my single-ness. However, the assumtion stayed with me, for a reason I couldn't quite name. Forgetting all thoughts. I moved the ring to my left hand, deciding that it was, in fact a promise ring. To who I still wasn't sure.

    Then, I put my thoughs away for a moment (she had the power to make me do that) and focused onto her. Her ear was cold against my face, but the other spaces between us were a soft warm, the kind that makes you never want to get up again. Suddenly, her fingers interlaced with mine, and I wondered if she could hear my heart beating. Probably.

    Strangely enough, she didn't appear to care. Neither of us did. Depression, aniety, suicidal thoughts, abuse, they all mingled around us but as I began whispering nothings into her ears, the night didn't appear very scary, the bumps diidn't seem to jar me, the cold didn't seem so frigid. The sonata swung on.

    I can't help but remember how I described Moonlight Sonata to myself that night; that night Bethovan's saddest sonata was her's.

    Favorite for more sub-par short stories vaguely relating to my life (;
    ScambledA collection of semi-random short stories semi-related to my life. Some of it's true, some of it's not. Which is which is for you to decide ;)