About
Soon, while my Freewebs Site for Gaia is still being worked on, I'll try and change some stuff here.
I've been a shipper since like, Jan of 2006. I was 12. 12 plus 2 and that's my age. I'm still strong on Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, ftw.
Guns 'n' Handcuffs is my OTP. THINGS ABOUT ME
-Atheist, I haven't believed in God since I was 11. I wrote an essay for why. I have my reasons.
-Anarchist, someone analyzed me as that and I spent two hours reading about it. I think it fits. More or less.
-Bookworm, reading's my b***h, 'fo sure.
-I like collecting shells of sea animals and feathers and rocks. And just plain 'ole shells, too. I just like collecting stuff.
-I'm obsessive. That works out ok.
-I think stalking's not a bad hobby. xD
-I love languages and words, and overall concepts of everything.
-Music's awesome.
-Coffee's my drug. (and possibly HP/DM tooxD) <3
-Time. Tempus. Clocks. Hourglasses. I love them. And sparkle-shiny things.
-I'm into photography, piano, and words. So many words. And looking at book titles and fanfiction titles. That shall never bore me. xD
-I hate politics, and Bush, and McCain and Obama aren't looking too great either.
-I should really start updating and saying something in my Livejournal. I need people to comment to make myself feel all warm and fuzzy and not like I'm referring to other people when I'm really speaking to myself.
-I speak to myself on a daily basis, but speaking to other real people when speaking to myself is uncomfortable.
-I'm 'prolly pansexual, if anything.
-I want a hugeass aquarium in my house when I'm older, and quotes just thrown around the floors and walls, and lots of pictures that I took (or boughtxD)
-I always end up running out of things to say. Random Icon of Icons:
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Quotes:"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe."
"You can't measure life by the number of breaths you take, you have to measure it by the number of moments that take your breath away."
(Dry skeletons frames rustling, autumn colors a masquerade of grandeur, crushed beneath the ice. Lost, melting into oblivion, colors trampled into black and white.)- Amalin, Two Lost Souls
"Your parents' time was over," said Dumbledore, "and they lived their lives. They loved. They died. It is a sad thing when people die, especially at the hands of others, but we do all we can to make their lives - and ours - worthwhile. Nobody has forever, Harry. Maybe you'll kill Voldemort. Perhaps he will kill you. You could die. You can't know that; all you can do is make sure you have lived."- Amalin, Transformation
The straight lines are an obsession with perfection and perfection is unattainable. Perfection is a conceit. Perfection actually lies in fully loving the defect. I think that's perfection. It's like what the guy says in Hellboy, he says, "We like people for their qualities; we love them for their defects." It's true in life. It's the same. I remember that one of the first reactions that the critics had to Edvard Munch's paintings was that they were technically flawed and "ugly to look at." They were saying, "He not only is a bad painter, he chooses to paint only disgusting subjects." And you go, "What the hell are you talking about?" Humanity is like that. Humanity should be flawed and imperfect and ******** up and loved because of that, not in spite of that, because of that. I remember also the Marquis de Sade who used to say a beautiful line; he said, "I understand murder for passion." He said, "I not only understand it, but I condone it. What I don't understand is murder for an idea. Or for a law. That is perverse." To kill somebody because he broke an idea or he broke a law? I agree with him. When we send somebody to the electric chair because he killed one person but we give a purple heart to somebody because he killed dozens for the "right" idea—patriotism, liberty, democracy, whatever the ******** you want to invent--I find it completely perverse.- Del Toro, during an Interview
When life demands more of people than they demand of life--as is ordinarily the case--what results is a resentment of life that is almost as deep-seated as the fear of death. Indeed, the resentment of life and the fear of death are virtually synonymous. Does it follow, then, that the more people ask of living, the less their fear of dying?
As water given sugar sweetens, given salt grows salty, we become our choices.- Jane Hirshfield, "Rebus"
The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that English is about as pure as a cribhouse whore. We don’t just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.- James D. Nicoll
"If love is surrender, then whose war is it anyway?"
"It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It is the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It is the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give. And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live."
"If there is such thing as a God, he's one hell of a sadist." -Me. Shut-up. This is an old quote, and sometimes I still agree with it.
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