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- Total Posts
- 290
- Location
- My Computer Desk.
- Occupation
- Healer.
- Birthday
- 10/30/1991
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About
::Basic's::Name: You Don't Need To Know.
Age: Fifteen Years Young.
Looks: I Look Like Me.
Religion: Wiccan.
Sexual Preference: Girl's.
Status: Taken Bitchface. >[
::Advanced::
(.)I take medication.
(.)I am Hypocritical.
(.)I think before I speak. You should at least try.
(.)I am constantly changing.
(.)You don't know me. Don't say you do.
(.)I have a very open mind. Narrow-minded people are no fun.
(.)I act on impulse. Sometime's I say and do things I don't mean. But I don't regret anything, it's a waste of time.
(.)I know how to take care of myself. I don't need anyone to survive on this hellish planet, it's just good to have friends that see past my act.
(.)I can't stand to be around people. They are so stupid and irritating.
(.)I've been through hell. You may think you have but drop down here onto my level. See how hot these flames can get.
(.)Don't insult me.
(.)Don't disrespect me. Depending on my mood I'll either jump down your throat, send you through one hell of a guilt trip, or I'll just knock you. That's all there is to it.
(.)Don't under enderestimate me.
(.)When it comes to me, nothing is what it seems.
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::The Best Of The Crazies::
A Fire Inside, Avril Lavigne, Blue October, Cascada, Children Of Bodom, Crazy Town, Crossfade, DDR, The Dresden Dolls, Evanescence, Five Bolt Main, Hinder, Hollywood Undead, Insane Clown Posse, Jack Off Jill, Jeffree Star, Linkin Park, Lords of Acid, Marilyn Manson, Mindless Self Indulgence, NickelBack, Panic! At The Disco, Papa Roach, Pink, Saliva, Seether, Skillet, Skye Sweetnam, Smile Empty Soul, Thousand Foot Krutch, Three Days Grace, Twiztid.
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::[Yes]::
Starbucks, Music, Raving, Writing, Daydreaming, Roleplaying, Psychology, Psychedelic Colors, Strobe Lights, Nights Out With Friends, DDR, D&D, Pictures, Home Made Videos, Quotes, Fashion, My Religion, Psychological Disorder's, Candles, Being bit, Biting, Claws, Skulls, Hot Topic, Art, Johnny The Homicidal Manic, Bondage, Freaking People Out.
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::[No]::
Lairs. Not having my medication. Incapability to sleep. Cracking my knuckles. Popping my back. My mom yelling. Pointless Arguments. People my age. Not having my razors. Feeling sick every time I eat something that isn't healthy. Not having a PS2 memory card. Not having Decor. I can't get enough healthy food. My hair. People that don't know how to be rude. My voice. Having to listen to music 24/7. Not being able to clear my mind. My toenails. Ticks. The fact that I can't have someone follow me around and record my life. Watching my life in third person. Having to use forks. Not having black lights. Owning a million burned CD's. Attention seeking. The world outside of a mental hospital. Every day random happenings. The town I live in. Not having any fashion sense. Spelling things wrong. History. Family. Being a teenager. Being on probation. Taking forever to learn how to do something the right way. Confusing words when I talk. Feeling sluggish. Fairy tales. Sleeping alone. Having only one set of piercings. Living in the U.S. The school lacking the classes I want to take. Paranoia. Not having enough mental problems. Thinking too much. Reading a book that I adore and there not being a movie to go with it. Sappy relationships. Yogurt. Saying Jesus/ Jesus Christ/Oh my God/Goddamn it. Having to wait. Not having anything to do. I can't draw. My eyes. My hands. My teeth. Being horny. Procrastinating. Aveeno Lotion. Having to look and see how many calories are in what I'm eating. There is no cool place to go in Arkansas for actual 'Gothic' people. Chat speak. Easily offended people. Not have a huge/full body mirror. Throwing away the past. Being the center of attention. Being a leader. Conforming. Tongue bumps. Washing dishes. People not responding to me. Web pages taking way too long to load. Feeling guilty after eating a cookie. People walking up without a warning. The people that have betrayed me. Not having Windows movie maker on my computer. Memories. Talking to myself. The scars that I didn't cause. Not sitting up straight. Sleeping too much. Not sleeping enough. Not following a routine. Not knowing enough Japanese. My feet. I can't dance. Raving. Interacting with others. Drama. Cliques. Itching. Having to give money to people. Regret. I can't write songs. Losing inspiration. Speaking my mind. Not knowing the lyrics to a song I've heard a million and one times. Posers. Telling others about my problems. Trying to prove myself better than others. Organizing everything except my room. Having so many sores on my legs. Public places. On occasion Dance Dance Revolution. Fantasizing. Being out in the sun. Dark skin. Light's. Daytime. Being wrong. Being dirty. People telling me things I don't care about. Not having a strong will. My back being touched. Getting excited over nothing. Not having the right music to listen to. Feeling hungry but being unable to eat. Constantly picking at my body. Not having the things I need to do the things I want. Having to have everything at once. Not having exercise equipment at my house. Heat. People throwing around excuses so they don't have to talk on the phone. Not having privacy to do religious acts. Americans. Streets. Tainted land. The furniture in my room. Not having help. Working in groups.
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