I'm nothing terribly exciting:
A ghastly, apathetic, inconsistent, hedonistic, dystopian, misanthropic, morbid, nocturnal, deviant little girl;
And I am the way I am because I used to eat street salt as a kid.
My hair is big enough to have its own gravitational field, and I accept the fact that subtlety will never be my strong point.
I don't believe in Karma, or anything else that implies the world is fair.
I enjoy altering my clothes, smoking cigarettes, doodling, meeting intelligent people, flying on city trains, using pretentiously big words, searching for beauty, and perpetually listening to music made by middle-aged men in makeup.
There's a world out there, and you're missing it.
AOL IM: Cabaret Morte
Soulseek: CalamityJane
Everywhere else: Skellen
Pertaining To Myspace:
If you consider yourself a conversationalist, go ahead and talk to me, as long as you're not the kind of person that will make me lose what little faith I have left in humanity.
But please only add me if it's clear we have common interests or I already know you somehow.
I'm not here to collect "friends", and I'm not here for "hook-ups".
Truth be told, I really don't know why I'm here at all.
