its sailor mouth sarah!! [Art]

About Me

I breathe for music, passion, art and love.

My name is Sarah.
I'm silly and sassy!
I grew up on a farm in the country, no I don't have a country accent.
I am an artist, I draw, paint and thrive on creativity.
I was born on October 24th, 1985 in Waynesboro, Virginia.
I'm very openminded and compassionate
I think it's ridiculous to judge someone before you get the chance to know them, I'm not that kind of girl.
I am a people watcher and a constant observer
I think, feel and love deeply
I dream of becoming a tattoo artist.
and I live to learn, knowledge is power.
I love to read and enjoy creative writing.
I have tattoos and piercings, get over it.
I hate petty drama which is why I usually prefer hanging out with the guys rather than the ladies.
I give everyone a chance and try to get along with them until they give me a reason not to.
I hurt, I feel, I bleed, and I am just as you...
so please don't treat me like I'm not a person.
I try to live my life with meaning and I don't like to waste my time living for material things.
and no, I do not wear contacts. People ask me that way too much.
Ignorance and apathy pisses me off beyond belief.
I still believe this world can change.
I wear my heart on my sleeve and I'm sensitive beyond reason.
Racism is not apart of my life, love or hate someone for who they are and not what they look like.
I'll never be a follower
I believe in thinking for myself, I'll always be a free thinker.
I'm very opinionated and I change for no one.
I don't believe in being apart of organized religion, but I am a spiritual person.
in my opinion religion is just a way to scare people into thinking and living a certain way.
I prefer my mind open and unpoisoned.
I have a twisted sense of humor, I love going to shows, cooking, trying new things, laughing and being with friends but I'm not big on partying all the time
I prefer small groups of people and a quiet night in with a movie any day of the week..
if you want to know more just contact me. I'm always looking for new people to converse with and learn from.
-xo
"We are the music makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams
Wandering by lone sea-breakers
And sitting by desolate streams
World-losers and world-forsakers
On whom the pale moon gleams
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever it seems..."

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

free thinkers, movers, feelers and shakers.
creative minds and other artist's
people that still read books
people that love music and art as much as I do
people that hate the government as much as I do
eccentrics with open minds and people who still give a damn
people that are as passionate as I am and who are strong enough to stand up for whats right even when it means standing alone.
people with eyes wide open.

"Our history as it's portrayed it's just a recipe for hate..."

My Blog

the monster were becoming.

dark regrets that run within these veinsturning through my darkened heart fueling only ragemade my blood boil into a crimson shade of hateyou see, all my life forced to be quiet, awkward and strangebu...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 23:23:00 GMT

poetry.

three poems by me.read them if you care to. ;) AshesI had this poem posted awhile ago but I think it got deleted so here it is again:Constructed faces on white sheets of paperBeautiful, like porcelain...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 00:34:00 GMT

America, speak up!

I'm sure you're all aware of the stock market crashing, how our economy is collapsing and how Bush has been devastating to this country. We are losing our rights. Our constitution is being demolished....
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 21:04:00 GMT

Wake up the world.

Out of the darkness slowly we emerge as freedom fighters...Like a forest in flames, the fire burns and hurtsbut lights the way for the blind to finally seeall the lies burning in this American hypocri...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 18:28:00 GMT

Sometimes it just feels like rain.

Something I wrote. I can't fight this lonely feelingAlways breathing down my spine. The pain of silence can be healing&But not this night, not this time.The trees are tangled in the valleyA storm acro...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 23:45:00 GMT

I guess some times were sorry for the truth.

Something I wrote awhile back;And I could never trust another loverwith a heart that beats for brokenstolen moments dangle from some form of darknessI never knew where it was coming frombut only where...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:58:00 GMT

The Impossible Dream...

Something I just wrote and thought I would share:I live my life in shadows and mirrorsmy skin is bathed in colors that no one has a name forI am your silent suffering,the tears behind your painted smi...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 00:35:00 GMT

The question of good and the nature of evil...

"The question of good and the nature of evil will always be one of philosophy's most intriguing problems, up there with the problem of existence itself. If evil means to be self-motivated, to be the c...
Posted by on Fri, 09 May 2008 23:10:00 GMT

These Eyes.

These eyes are ocean's eyes.magnificent pools of blue innocence and wisdom.so you fell into them.drowning yourself and tainting these waters...and now I'm not so childishyou've made me sad and awkward...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 22:54:00 GMT