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Well, let's see. What to say about me? The name's Alexis, I currently reside in Sewer Drain... I mean Detroit MI. Yes, I hate it here and I can't wait to get the hell out. But, while I'm stuck in puke bucket... I mean, Detroit, I'm attending school for Interior Design. Although, I'm sure I may change my mind with that as well. I'm not entirely sure what I want since I've never had the chance to really think about it before. I thought I wanted to help people but... nope, not really. Okay, I lie, yes I want to help people but I'm not out trying to be some twenty-first century crusader or something. I have my own life too.
I'm generally a very quiet person. I never really say anything for two reasons: I'm shy and I don't wnat to seem like a burden. But, once you get past that, I'm a goof ball who does odd things at odd moments. Also, I love music, all kinds of music... except for Gospel and Country... howver I make exceptions for Faith Hill, Leanne Rhimes and Lone Star. My favorite genre of music would have to be metal, as well as Gothic. If I'm not being weird then I'm listening to music. It's my love. One of my love's atleast, my others include reading, writing, watching anime, supernatural shows and crude cartoons. I'm a huge geek and I'm proud of it. ^.^ I'm also a big kid, it's not odd to find me sitting on the living room floor, in my pajamas with a bowl of cereal watching saturday morning cartoons. They're not as great as they used to be when I was a kid, but they're funny enough.
Now, want to know what I hate? Narrow-minded idiots. I can't stand people who believe that you have to be a certain way to belong to a certain group. If you think that I have to listen to certain music, be a certain way, and such then buzz off. I do what I do, wear what I wear, and like what I like. I make no apologies for it. And if you're one of those then take off, and not just in the arena of style. Racist, sexist, homophobic bastards need not even apply. So save me the time and turn around now. Now, are we clear? Good, if you're not any of the above crap I just stated then of course we can be friends. ^.^ But one other thing... I understand people have different tastes and all but I ask you this one thing: DON'T SPEAK IN EBONICS TO ME!!! I HATE THAT SHIT! IT IS SO ANNOYING! MUST WE FURTHER HACK UP THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE!?!
So, do not send me a message saying "Wut it do, shortie?" or some such shit. I won't answer you. I don't care how "hawt" or "damn sexy" you think I am. And don't send me messages about my looks and nothing else. It just shows what a fucking loser you are. If you're going to talk to me, please have something else to say aside from how cute you think I am. It's flattering, but not when it comes from an idiot.
I'm also very liberial. I firmly believe in pro-choice and that it's a woman's choice wheter or not she wishes to have an abortion. Do you think I'm an evil, pro-death bitch now?
No? Cool. Then we can be friends.
Yes, you think I'm a pro-death bitch? Like I give a flying fuck! Go take your dead fetus posters and shove them up your ass for all I care. Like I said, I make no apologies for my views. Actually, no, I take that back. I am sorry. I'm sorry you're such a fucking closed-minded, right-wing douchebag and that I was unfortunate enough to cursed with your presence!
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Annoyance

I am extremly tired of feeling like this. It feels like everything I do now is just a burden or problem for everyone I care about. I often think that maybe it would be better if I were to kill myself,...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:09:00 GMT

Everything

Well, apparently I have a problem with feelings so I'm actually going to put them all out there. And if anyone thinks I'm an emo-whiner and shit like that well then, shove it up your ass and delete me...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 11:10:00 GMT

No promises

I'm sorry to those I frightened with my mobid suicide letters. I was feeling utterly hopeless when I wrote them, and sent them out. I was just sick and tired of all of the self-loathing and everything...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 07:19:00 GMT

Why did I wake up?

Last night after coming home from my great grandparents and pouring myself into bed, I had a dream. It could've been induced by the Wendy's I had right before passing out, I don't know. But, in the dr...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 13:00:00 GMT

Runny Mascara

Inky streaks are running down my face now I look like a zebra No, I don't have the right skintone to be a zebra A tiger then? No, still not right... A warpainted Amazon No, that's not it either. An a...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 14:27:00 GMT