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NameCheryl Marjorie Blossom
Species WITCH.
Birthday | Age unknown | 24 (nineteen)
Place of Birth new york state.
Current Location new york city.
Height | Weight 5'2" | 102 lbs
is this what you call a family? Prince Moriarty. father. deceased. a monster to many, but to her he was the world. a father taught his daughter that the key to life was to move to your own beat, and to damn the consequences.
Asa Moriarty. brother. alive. commentary soon.
Jezebel Moriarty. aunt. deceased. people don't scare anka, but jezebel moriarty was never a person. she's the monster that lives in anka's head, and a girl will do anything to hide from the demon that's free from under the bed.
pick a personality for free. Likes coming soon.
Alignment a chaotic good character acts as their conscience directs them with little regard for what others expect of them. they make their own way, but they are kind and benevolent. they believe in goodness and right but have little use for laws and regulations. they hate it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. they'll follow their own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.
Disorders borderline personality disorder is a mental illness marked by an ongoing pattern of varying moods, self-image, and behavior. these symptoms often result in impulsive actions and problems in relationships. people with borderline personality disorder may experience intense episodes of anger, depression, and anxiety that can last from a few hours to days.

This problems gonna last a little more than a weekend, even if I keep breathing. I don’t have a thing to believe in, don’t have the words to keep you from leaving; And I’m the root of your problems, solve them. Put a little bleach in my drink, I’m a goner. I would die for my team, what an honor. I know I’ll never be as good as my father.

I want to do something important, of course I was never meant for it, talents ignored. And I’m bored with this life, 'cause I never move forward no matter how hard I’m trying. Every night on the inside dying, never answer, the feds keep spying. Who would love me? No one in their right mind. Sorry that I can’t be your lifeline. Sorry I don’t laugh at the right times. It’s all my fault, this is all my fault. there there you’re all right. I just want to stare at you all night, for when we touch I fear you’ll disappear. And I wake up just the canary in the coal mine there to see if there’s air to breath. I won’t let your words get the best of me. I don’t need you or your company, I just wish something would work out for me for once.

But I’m a letdown, head down; every night pouring cups, rolling blunts, can i get a light? Keep my head in the clouds with the satellites, and if I don’t look down then I’ll be alright. This world got some rules that I can’t abide, and no one on this earth makes it out alive. I don’t know how much longer I’ll survive. Do my best, take it one breath at a time.

This problems gonna last a little more than a weekend, even if I keep breathing. I don’t have a thing to believe in, don’t have the words to keep you from leaving; And I’m the root of your problems, solve them. Put a little bleach in my drink, I’m a goner. I would die for my team, what an honor. I know I’ll never be as good as my father.

and yet anka was never sure if she was actually like her aunt, or if her brother was just so much like her father, that people couldn't help but make comparisons where there were none. still every perceived similarity was enough to send her on a frantic search for a new personality. her entire life dedicated to the same questions. who am i? who do i want to be? she'd never know.