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- I'm tired of filling this section up with unconditional bullshit like every other sack of pathetic protoplasm on this website. So I'm going to make this plain and simple. Yes, I'm going to spill this out for everyone, just like an open book.
- ɴᴀᴍᴇ ➸➸ ʋɩʋɩ
ßιяɬħ∂ąʎ ➸➸ 1▬16▬`93
ᴘᴇяsøɴᴀʟιᴛʏ ➸➸ Generally, I'm not a very nice person. If you ******** with me, chances are I will break your face open. I have anger issues of which I have been struggling with since I was 12. Friends are extremely important to me. Once I truly connect with a person, I never forget them, and I will always have their back. Even though I may show resentment toward an ex or a friend who had wronged me, I do still love them unconditionally; it's not something I have control over. I wear my heart on my sleeve, which gets me into some trouble most times. It used to be very easy for me to fall for someone, but I blocked my heart up a long time ago. It could be why it's so hard for me to let go of something too. Alas, life still shits on me no matter what I do. All it takes is one good introduction to a person and I could be hooked for life. Long story short? If you're good to me, I'll be good to you. I will always have your back. Chances are I'd even drive one thousand miles just to save you.
cøɴᴅιᴛισɴ ➸➸ Hah! If this one ain't a giant kick in the d**k. When I was 13, I got into a pretty bad car accident. We had our English Lab, Sasha, in the truck with us when this b***h Indian decided to blow a Stop Sign out in the Hamptons and smashed into our front right quarter panel, went under our tire, and smashed into our rear right quarter panel. I grabbed onto my dog to save her from flying out of the window, and ended up smashing my own skull into it. Ever since then, I've had severe health issues. Well, not really. I've always had immunity problems, but doctors basically told me I'm just lying. Well ******** on them. About two years ago, I was diagnosed with Lupus. A year later, they decided that it was an unknown autoimmune disease. So, the great Lord granted me the gift of carrying an autoimmune disease that has not let been discovered. So, I'm a very sick human being. Catching a cold for me basically turns it into freaking pneumonia and could kill me if I don't get put on antibiotics right away. Why am I telling you this? Read on.
нσʙʙιᴇʂ ➸➸ Role playing. It's an extremely huge part of my day-to-day life. I live for it, which isn't such a surprising statement as it seems. I'm literally not permitted to have a life because of my ailment and the fact that doctors don't know how to treat it besides shoving random drugs down my throat that do god knows what. Role playing calms me down, and makes stress almost non existent. Stress is what makes my body attack itself; kill itself. So, please, head on over to my 1 x 1 thread. Vote it up too. Some b***h who didn't get her way decided her friends and her mom were going to vote me down just out of spite. Retarded, right? Yea, pretty much.
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