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☠♡ (♣♫♥♪♠♫♦♪FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT WANT TO READ THE LONG THING BELOW HERE IS A BRIEF ABOUT ME____::::::::::::::::::::::::::MY NAME:Elisabeth Malena Priola -or Elise-I have a Birthday in may but I like to celebrate it on oct. thirteenth. I am nineteen. as of two thousand and nine. I just Graduated and am now on my way to college.Personality: Spontaneous. Outrageous. Don't take me out to the mall or to hang out if you don't want something strange and maybe embarrassing to happen. I will randomly make up games to play in public...such as swell mall games: inappropriate manikin touching, the turrets game, guess where she got lost, and embarrass the idiot. get strangers to wave at you. start rave in Holister. make the emo smile.... o.o xp there are more...I live in my own world.I am a relatively easy to get along with individual I guess...I AM an open person and love new things.I am A Christian by belief but fallow what I have learned in life as my own bible. and I feel it is important to me. I love getting to know new beliefs and cultures. ____________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________た げ投を罪の私は私に炎˙˙˙ɐʇıʌ snǝɯ ponb sǝɹıʌ snǝɯ ʇsǝ snǝp snǝɯ˙˙˙ɐɹǝqıl ɐɯıuɐ ɐıɯ ɐl oʇɐssıɟ oɥ ıuɐɯ ǝɹʇsoʌ ǝllǝu oıp oıɯ lı oıp oıɯ ilI WILL NOT APOLOGIZE: FOR WHO I AM OR STEPPING ON YOUR FOOT WHEN IT IS IN THE WAY.I frequently change my 'about me' so check back every now and then._______________________________________________________ ___________________________________________Here in the dark I wait for you. Here in my cell I watch for you. Here beside the church I sing for you. Here, here, here I stay and forever remain for you. I am not man. I am not beast. I am no shadow at least. I am not light nor am I dark. Though it doesn’t matter who, what or where I am hark my words, and pay no heed to angels or demons. God has no power over these words. like that of a broken winged raven in the air, I fall for you. My song is horrid to some and considered squawking. But it is their voices worth mocking. Here in my cell, here in my cell, that resides by the church and between both heaven and hell, I forever will be here…in my mind that we have made our prison cell. Oh, and what a beautiful Hell........................................................ ....DO YOU WANT TO KNOW "Me"? VERY FEW PEOPLE HAVE EVER SEEN THE REAL ME. Even less Know who I am with out my mask....though you will think your getting closer to me I never really let you in. you will never see me, and never know me. Much of how I act is a false 'Outer me' if you will. Someone the public can view while I watch from behind the windows. Watching the way you speak, act, and laugh or not laugh. This dead shell I put on under my clothes before I leave home is one that can consist of more than one attitude, personality,and ideas. I despise most people and rather not be around others. But on the occasion you do see me talking to people like its no problem, It is more than likely that I am bored or perhaps I find slight interest in something about the person. (Or rather, I have to talk to them.)I love to see the reactions of people when they see or hear something that is horrid or morbid or just unexpected. So, I say those things around them when I (A) want them to leave Or (B) want to see their reaction. Yet, what I am telling you is only half of me. I do have a light hearted and kind side. Well, I did, until I misplaced it. "maybe it was left under the bed and I have not looked there?" But nonetheless, I am not some creep that just wants everyone to die or go away. I simply don't like people as anyone can not like something. Such as a person dislikes prunes or maybe liver or jelly etc........ Though you see me now before you laughing, it is only pasted on my face...this broken smile I can not erase.you will more than likely never see the real me in full person.most of the time when I write anything, it has a deeper meaning than just what is on the page. Look past just words and read the meanings I hide. My stories and poems are never what they seem. Paper is a heaven where parts of me can confide.I am a big art person I LOVE MUSIC, DRAWING AND DANCE AND ALL KINDS OF ART. art is a blessing. I love surrealism art -I think that is what its called xp- But look up Salvador Dali-great works! he has beautiful art, that he calls "painted dreams"~LITTLE INFO ABOUT ME. HERE AND THERE THINGS. I have done some modeling and acting just to play around. I love acting, but auditions are not fun trying to get right and the talent scouts are not fun either. Acting is not what they make it out to be. But I still love to act. I got to audition with the women who found the guy who played spider man. she has a cold face...I usually have nothing to do really besides draw.THINGS I LIKE AND...STUFF. learning. writing working on my art, looking for people that can entertain me and keep me from being bored, though I never find one that can do that for long. _______________________________things I lush! Jacob-best buddy ever-, drawing , writing crayons, rings, peachios, fries, fruit, V for vendetta, BATMAN, venom, Joker, catwoman,ninjapiretshogunsamarais! cheese , chewy things, taffy , chocolate, music-metal and rock mostly, opera, classical etc.stars, rainbows, checkers, stripes, stairways leading nowhere, Starwars, anime, manga, this thingy ( ~ ), the name Vincent, nightmares, Clowns/harlequins, masks, skeletons, ripped up things, animals, nature("TREEHUGER"), asking random questions, being asked random questions by people I don't know, meeting people, fire, night time, I like the words 'lushes, tropical, and vintage', screaming at nothing, laughing, guns, knifes, swords, armor, dragons, elves, griffins, phoenix's, vampires, were wolves, anything mythical I guess(a lot of scifi really.but not the channel.) creepy stuff like ghost stories told late at night. baths, owls...birds, pencils, safety pins, buttons,toys,paper, candles,and other stuff...just can't think of it all...but you can ask me.oh and I like these body parts-hands, wrists, nice tone stomach, spine, certain ankles, the skin on the elbow-its funny- lips and especially the corners of lips where the smile hides. foreheads, eyebrows of certain shape, hair, teeth...and everyone likes eyes. and I am not gay or anything but I like chest male and female. I blame that on me being an artist.(((~just some poems...don't judge them just read if you like~)))Vile Nightmares- life's little depressing songs sing through our mindas we unconsciously dance we findlost are the words left back in timewe are all accused of some crimescreaming friends once lovednow we are just shovedinto the dark and beaten with macesto dance for the laughing heartless faces...-NightmaresTHE OLD MAN That old man no one knows. that old man might as well have no name. He sits there thinking every one should take the blame...For his deeds he has no shame. every thing was fine until he came.I hated the old man like no one should, and I sought out to do what no one would. I took my dog, I took my gloves and I left out into the fog. It was only a walk to clear my head, when I saw him through the window in his bed. motionless and weak with age, he could only watch me like a bird in a cage. slowly I came creeping nearer, he could see me in his mirror.my dog was hungry, not fed in days; I dropped the leash. with dread filled eyes I could hear the cries...as the old man clung to his cane, he beat the dog that felt no pain.The days that fallowed I missed my dog, but the bench where the old man sat was empty for the birds and the fog. -Nightmares ___________________________________I am who I am.My personal relationship with My God is for me and him to judge not you.ummmmmm..........anything else you need/want to know you can ask. and if you like what you see here in my profile add me.

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