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Wynter Wilde

I've come to realize that my whole life's purpose is to solely function as an exceedingly horrid exa

About Me


Catina,Tina,Argentina,Silverkin,Poppet or Hobocunt.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
I've always had a repulsive need to be something more than human. I am quiet, but chaotic beneath the surface. Dreamy, but make realistic decisions. Psychotic, but can feign sanity. Usually more prone towards confusing rather than being confused.
I'm somewhere between a romantic, and a realist. I'm fascinated by the idea of prince charming. Yet, I'm logical enough to know he is all too often, few and far between. My mind, beliefs, morals, and ideals are constantly changing and evolving into something beyond what I can hardly depict.
No one has ever had me quite figured out. Those who came close, decided it was too much to handle. So, perhaps it's fortunate that not many people put effort into doing so. I was never the type to go off chasing pipe dreams. I have a down to earth mind set, however it has been out shone by my countless midnight fantasies. I always set standards for myself, higher than I could possibly accomplish. This keeps me improving, and trying.
Nothing in this day and age is new, but I dare strive for originality.
I'm a perfectionist when it comes to something I have created. If it has even one barely noticeable flaw, I will tear it down and start a new. Absolutely regardless, of how much time and effort I put into it.
I don't love people for their potential. Rather, for who they are now. I honestly can't see that far into the future.
I'm a very perceptive, and intuitive girl... consider yourself translucent. I have a very impeccant personality, I look at everything as if it were the first time I have ever seen it. So finding the beauty in nature isn't that far fetched for myself. My humor is sometimes morbid, and of bad taste. If you are easily insulted, I would suggest not striking up a conversation with me.
I'm the type of girl, who sits on the side of highways, and rolls down hills with her best friend. I will never give up on someone I love, only myself. I may not be this marvelous individual too many people build me up to be, but I can assure you my heart is always in the virtuous place. This is only a small portion of who I am.
But none of this means anything, unless you believe my facade.

My Interests



I'd like to meet:


I want an incisive, inquisitive, insightful, irreverent mind. I want someone for whom philosophical discussion is foreplay. I desire the man who sometimes makes me go ouch due to his wit and evil sense of humor. I long for someone that I can reach out and touch randomly. A person who makes me feel so very real and loved that I question reality it's self.

Impossible standards, eh?

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My Blog

*Smiles Faintly*

First of all I would like to thank you all for your comforting words and prayers. Even though I am very iffy on the topic, I still appreciate the thought. The majority of my family will be meeting at ...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 05:16:00 PST

If I Could Sleep Forever

Am I so wounded that I push away anyone who comes too close? Or is that just his convenient excuse for escaping me? I won't lie. I've been hurt so many times by countless men that I think that by this...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 09:10:00 PST

Thinking

I've been thinking a lot lately, mostly about men, and why I have been single for nearly two years. Not to sound arrogant, but I am somewhat of a nice catch. Intelligent, empathetic, creative, introsp...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 03:07:00 PST

Where It Goes After Midnight

And I don't know what I want anymore. Maybe a few seconds where I don't feel like I belong to a world beyond this one. It's arrogant, I know, to think I am more than what humanity has to offer. But to...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Sat, 17 May 2008 12:58:00 PST

Brittney, Youre Still Broken.

She was the siren on the shore with an empathetic song that crashed me into the rocks. And I loved her for that sort of sadistic destruction because no matter what hell she damned upon me  it was...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 11:18:00 PST

Oh The Things You Never Say.

Top Eight Things I Thought Today But Didn't Say Out Loud.  ° Put down the cloves and step away from the fucking graveyard.  ° Yeah, his gother that thou bullshit really tickles me crimson.&n...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:53:00 PST

Forgive Me

I believe that one day I will look back and wonder why I felt so incomplete at this very moment. I’ve made many mistakes, hurt people who only wanted to see me come out on top. And at the end of...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 08:59:00 PST

My Vagina Is On Your Lips

My reply to BeBe's Blog about mental disorders. Click Here To View I know how you feel, for years my mother has told me that I am either Bi-Polar, or Manic Depressive. So I broke down and saw a therap...
Posted by Wynter Wilde on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 12:22:00 PST