About
Ok, so here's me. Take me or leave me, just please don't break me when you do. I'm 16 and am interested in a lot of inconsistent things, like industrial music and sewing. Go figure. Anywhooo, you should really just get to know me by talking to me, not reading a little 'summary' of my life that really wouldn't capture what you yourself can when you actually meet me. So, don't be shy, I don't bite any flesh or anywhere that shows, and i rarely ever leave marks. Are you up for my 'insanity?' I think you are...Clicky, clicky, typey, typey.
kay now, what ABOUT me...?
I've lost that little girl who always knew how she felt, or what she wanted in life. I lost a hold of her hand. She used to feel things, and I just couldn't, so I wouldn't let myself cry when I first noticed she was gone, but now that I look back on those days where I used to have a soul, I find myself wanting that substance back, and I just want to melt into someone's arms, but who can have that nowadays?
I'm an apathetic jerkface, caught between love and hate, and there's no escape from this limbo. I don't have any friends, but I adore "people-watching;" that is, I like listening to other people's stories or problems, even though I can't do a thing to solve them.
I'm addicted to OniCon. I just went this last year in 2010, and I can't wait till next year. Which is a whole year away. Darn.
Music is dead to me, now. It just doesn't touch my spirit like it used to. I don't know whose fault that is!!!
There's so much I want to do, but I always get the feeling that I'm running out of time. I think I'm just gonna wake up one day and find that I have diabetes, cervical cancer, breast cancer, prostate cancer [LULZ], too much cholesterol, and kidney cancer.
I like dresses, but dresses don't like me. I would like to be a mother, but look at the above... and the below.
I'm pretty sure I'm doomed to die alone. And not the cheesy, "Oh, everyone dies alone blah blah" nonsense. I mean LITERALLY die alone, with not a single family member to survive me. As much as I want it, and I want it SOO badly, I don't think he's ever gonna be right for me. Or me for him. Too many things have gone wrong in my past to believe otherwise. SIIIGGGHHH.
Life goes on. Sometimes without meaning or purpose, but it does tend to just drag on, doesn't it?
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