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Welcome to my House of Horrors, I am your host, Ghost69, but you may call me Kat Von B. Please refrain from touching any pictures that are made by me, and I’d like you to keep you highlighter away from the content of my domain. Please, don’t thank me for the add, and advertising IS NOT allowed here. If you are prejudice, conceited, racist, homophobic, or easily insulted, please press the shiny red button that is entitled ‘X’. If you plan on masturbating, do it silently, and clean up the mess afterwards. Keep all questions until the end, and please pay attention, you will be quizzed if you decide to comment.To answer obvious questions, my real name is Katherine M.B. What M.B. stands for, well, I’m not telling you. I fear pedophile stalkers, you see. I am 18 years old, in due time, and I live in Canada, in the GTA area. I’m not a Goth, nor am I emo, or scene. Though if you choose to call me either or, I will not pressure you to stop. I often say that I have the imagination of a four year old, and the mind of a psychopath, and once you know me well enough, you’ll see what I mean. I do not know if anyone from my school reads my profile, excluding my close friends from said school. But if they do, I’ll like to clear something up: I AM NOT A LESBIAN. For those of you that don’t know of my existence up until now, the rumour of me being a lesbian had started in the 9th grade. If you’re curious as to how that happened, feel free to ask me via comment. I actually do like boys, and girls a like, but I consider myself pansexual, rather than bisexual. The reason for this is that I am attracted to who ever has the right personality that I enjoy, and I look beyond gender, colour, religion, age, and sexuality. However, keep in mind that my sexuality isn’t the biggest part of my being, in fact, I see it as one of the smallest. This is because I actually never pay attention to my sexuality – it’s usually a “see-it-grab-it” without thinking kind of thing with me. Love is a funny word that gets tossed around a lot, and %70 of the time those who say it, won’t mean it in due time. For many years I circled myself around the aspect of love, and gave it up way too quickly. For the past several months I went on and off if I should need it, and I’ve come to the conclusion that if there really is a one, I cannot wait for this person. I have bigger and better things to be hunting for, and frankly, love seems the last thing on my mind. If I am in dire need of companionship, I’m patient enough for it to walk to me. I’m sick of fighting through the crowd and tossing my little black heart around to people that look pretty, and have no meaning to their words. I’ll just stick with meaningless sex with random friends. Why have one jealous partner, when you can have several lovers that don’t give two shits?I’m not going to lie about how media and other people effected my choice of religion. Which is nothing. I’ve been taking and dropping religions since I was 13 years old, and for a long while I would sit in my bed and question myself about life and God to the point where I got a headache. I’ve been baptized as a Roman Catholic, and raised as such, and I never really understood it. All I ever knew as a child being Catholic was commit to chastity, don’t swear, go to church every Sunday, love Jesus and God, and never leave your faith. Well, I’m not a virgin, I can tell you that, and I swear like a sailor, I never go to church, and overall hate God, and I left my religion. Why did I do all this? Because I saw all the hypocrisy in my religion, that I, myself, didn’t want to be another hypocrite. I still believe in God, I just say he’s a down-right asshole. Out of all from Christianity, the only thing I like is Jesus – the first hippie. I respect him for an entirely different reason than what people worship him as. I do believe in bits of other religions, a lot of Wicca, Taoism, Hinduism, and Buddhism. I do believe that there is more than one god, and that earth should be respected. I believe in reincarnations, karma, and peace of the mind. Along side with my sexuality, I believe that my religion (specifically Agnostic) is probably the least important part of me. I never talk about it, only when I like to blame God for my problems, which is usually when I’m ranting. I find it flattering when someone says that I’m a pretty intelligent girl for my age, but I like to say that there is much more smarter people out there. Also, I still act more of a child than anything. For starters, I never had a job, just doing favours for money. I’ve done volunteering obviously, but never a real paying job. Also… I still play with dolls . I still collect toys, and I do watching a Disney movie now and then. I read children’s literature, because the fantasy-type stories bring me back to a childhood dream. There isn’t any good young adult fantasy literature, besides Lord of the Rings that can really do that. (For the idiots out there, Harry Potter IS children’s literature).I have a huge dream, and in it, I see that I don’t need a college diploma. The decision I made more than a month ago was probably the hardest decision I ever made in my entire life. It involves disappointing my parents, risking a successful future, and utter failure. But it’s worth it. After high school, I am done with education. I feel that I’ve learned well enough to keep me standing. I want to be a published author, and last time I checked, I don’t need a diploma for it. I know it won’t happen suddenly, but I’m willing to work 2 jobs to support myself, and write freely without having to worry about homework, or take-to-home work. Because there’s a difference between a Job and a Career. A job is you just work you hours and go home and rest, a career is when you have to take work with you. Which I hate. I don’t even do my homework, so I’m not going to be successful in a career like that. With writing, I’m working at home 24/7, and it’s something I enjoy. If I take the path that everyone is obliged to take, then I’ll be on a path directing me to the same place I am now – stressed, nose to the grindstone, trying to impress someone I don’t like, and living a scheduled life. If I have a full time job, and freelance stories into magazines, newspapers, ect, I can make enough money to support me until I send a manuscript to a publisher and become the next J.K. Rowling, with a Stephen King eye for horror, and being band from states in America like J.D. Salinger. If I go to college I am, a) wasting precious money I could use for my RSVPS, b) putting my real dream aside, forgetting about it eventually, and c) doing something only because people expect me to do it. Well that concludes your tour of Ghost69’s House of Horrors. I hope you enjoyed your stay, and please visit the music, book, movie and hero section, as well as the queen of all rant sites, The Brutal Report (the link is showed in the general section). If you wish to ask any non-idiotic questions, or state a comment, do so in the pink box located at the end. Feel free to befriend me, but refrain from messaging me, unless I know you personally, or it is important (if it is neither, I will ignore it). Well, happy hauntings, and farewell, my little spookmuffins.