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About Me


All About
Me

My name's Victoria Barajas
but a lot of people call me Vikki these days.
If you must know, I graduated at Gunderson High , Class of '09 baby ;]
I'm usually a happy girl so dont get me wrong =] I'm short and usually quiet and can be very shy but dont judge me just on that. I laugh a lot and thats one thing you will probably notice besides my height c[= I enjoy people most the time and always love a kind heart.
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I mostly love d r a w i n g and s i n g i n g . However, I also love to skate , write and play guitar and piano . (I'm also sort of into photography.) Although I don't have much time for all of them and may suck to you (hah ^^U), I still enjoy them when I am able to get to do them. I'm a very artistic person that can stay forever entertained with their own thoughts. I'll talk to you if you talk to me first and I'll greet you with a smile ^_^
aim sn= Suntarazu99
e-mail= [email protected]
view my drawings on my DeviantART
Read my quotes in my blog too

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Who I'd
Like to Meet:

Someone who will end up becoming someone that matters to me, and I would be the same for them. I wanna meet people who are down to earth and know what they talk about. I can't stand people who live in their own little world for whatever reason.
Who I'd like to NOT meet is a boy who thinks they want me as theirs without even knowing me personally. I'm not interested in even being interested so leave me alone on that. Pretty much all of the boys that try to get to know me over myspace are pathetic . I'm not going to be giving you a chance , so there, leave me alone and stop asking me how am I over the internet. The answer is "I'm fine/good" whatever. It's a fake answer anyway. It's not like you honestly care.

My Blog

broken?

i dont miss you...i dont remember YOUi remember the memories...but not YOUits hard to explain...I've been broken.I've turned cold and sour at points because of it.I'm terrified to trust...I'm terrifie...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 16:48:00 GMT

ya know what....

I've learned that it's not actually YOU I'm scared of. You're weak, you don't know what you're saying half the time, you don't even care either.What exactly it is that I'm scared of is to get hurt.I g...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 11:39:00 GMT

I can't explain my deep fright

I felt absolutely terrified. Someone was actually entering my cage. I wasn't used to someone being able to unsew me and pry into things. But it wasn't brutal...this sort of thing was simply there. As ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 10:42:00 GMT

untitled again

So there was this hand,it held no other hand, not even its own.It felt coldoh so aloneor is it?there then was a facea beautiful facetheir hands held their own faceand admired in countless reflectionsi...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 22:20:00 GMT

i don't know what to do

i really was nothing.you were everything i said.    just lie to me.
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 02:13:00 GMT

wow....

i cant believe i started to cry around four in the morning.i mean now im up but whatever.... i like didnt even actually sleepi had my eyes closed and kept thinkingand cried a few times to the point wh...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Sep 2008 11:18:00 GMT

In Short,

All This Perfectly Fits Me: LOTS of physical energy and courageStrong PassionsRegeneration and Improvement*ExtremistHumbleDevoted and GentleShyServile NatureIronicalCraftyNever Lets Self GoPrudishSusp...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 02:01:00 GMT

thoughts....just thoughts i felt like posting

I've learned to believe that love is love.Meaning, you know you're in love right away or very quickly. How would you know?I believe it's when someone gets butterflies, light headed, dizzy, red hot fac...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 21:25:00 GMT

whispers of touch

oh and again you're crawling all over mescattered brain and cleaned of nothingsevery sore, every itchlets burn to hell with each twitchyou hate addictionsyou hate your lustyour cravings for sex, drugs...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 18:39:00 GMT

one color, two colors, three colors, four

i believe guns should be shotand peoples heads should blowwith how much hormones i knowso much lustin a world with hatewhere love is nothing but a lustful tasteso in the world is now lust and hateboth...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 18:38:00 GMT