I can be brutally honest and terribly shy... Completely rational and at times thoroughly naive, I'm mostly quick minded and sometimes even quick witted... I've the kindest of hearts that can be offset with the coldest of comebacks... and bratty glares such you can't decide to kill me or kiss me, but I try to save that for my closest of friends... I can be painfully defensive and mind-numbingly understanding... I've lived through violence, fires, havoc, and chaos of lifetimes forgotten with scars too deep for the human eye to see, and I always will tell you life is full of beauty... I fear hope, because I think it can crush your soul with expectation... I believe in expectance and change... I also fear people without vices... I stomp my foot when so overwhelmed I could scream or pass out, and 5 minutes later I've got a game plan... I'm hyper, really hyper, did I mention hyper and hard to keep up, and then I'm sloth so I've become one with my couch, thankfully too dehydrated to possibly have to move to pee, hee, hee... I love beer, real beer, not bud... & red wine... If I like you I will mock you for being different than I, but always have your back and your preference... :) I love veggies and cow and carbs... cat = the other white meat (j/k) / dogs rock, even pitas: they are like kids... I've less patience than I'd like for stupidity and lack of common sense, unless you're a child and then I've more patience than I can even explain... I do not think you can plan to have a life, but you can live life until it equates to a plan: this usually is inclusive of another... I believe that words can be more harmful than hands, that love is a verb, and that motive is everything... I've written novels of live's left behind, of people who are not real and painted many a pictures that I burned long ago, but some days I still pretend to be a poet... I tend to stray from muses nowadays, but they still make me smile... I believe in a smiling even when you don't want to: fake it till you believe it, for me that's only till the next song... "cat on a hot tin, dog's in a pile and there's nothing left to do, but smile, smile, smile...." (a little grateful dead for ya) ******************************************************
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