Don't read my diary when I'm gone.
OK, I'm going to work now, when you
wake up this morning, please read my
diary. Look through my things,
and figure me out.
-Kurt Cobain.
Relationship status: Spinster. And I have the Pride and Prejudice DVDs to prove it. So unless someone comes across with something actually interesting and unique to say, and NOT "Trust me"...Maybe we'll talk. I also have intimacy issues and I'm okay with them most of the time, that's just me, please don't try to make me normal, I enjoy my differences and find them comforting in this reality-tv-and-hormones-inflicted world.
Past-Times: I read. A lot. I never understood how when you asked someone if they had read any good volumes lately they say: "I don't read." I sort-of just stare at them blankly...I dunno. I enjoy being a bookworm and being able to go into other worlds. I also write. Almost as much. This again goes back to my enjoyment of different worlds. Call it a survival tactic? I don't know. I've just always done so. I have habitually and preferentially sung opera to the best of my practice and ability since the age of about fourteen. Even longer if you count the operatic undertones in Disney songs. And so on. Don't ask me to sing when I'm drunk or put me on the spot, even when I'm sober. Most of the time people who do ask are shallow and making fun on me in some manner.
Aspirations: Novelist. I cannot understand life without being published. I also plan on dabbling in creatively funky hair and makeup as well as a tattoo apprenticeship which will hopefully result in a lovely career to join the other two.
Psyche: Peter Pan complex. I guess that's pretty obvious though I don't try to diagnose myself, especially since I am of the opinion that most people are over-diagnosed. Ask Denis Leary, he'll back me up. But the "I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys R' Us Kid" part is something I can vouch for with complete veracity.
Small Stuff: I love Disney and revenge/vigilante movies. I tend to play the therapist but lean on my friends a good deal, as well. Especially my older brother Tim, Jamesy, Fox, Ashley, Andy, Ericka and Maria. I have four tattoos, but no piercings and will be eighteen in a little over a week. Annnnnnnnnnd, yeah. I guess if you want to know more about me you can always ask for my aim name. If you're not an illiterate or incredibly Common creeper. Oh yeah, and I love r a i n b o w s and peanut butter !
oOo
Cos this life is a farce
I can't breathe through this mask
Like a fool
So breathe on, little sister, breathe on
Ohh, so breathe on, little sister, like a fool
oOo
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
oOo
Storm...in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got no body on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
oOo
I would be a mermaid fair,
I would sing to myself the whole of the day,
With a comb of pearl, I would comb my hair,
And still as I comb'd I would sing and say,
'Who is it loves me? Who loves not me?'
oOo
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
oOo
Thus, while no single sound too rude
Upon thy slumber shall intrude
Our thoughts, our souls-- Oh God above!
In every deed shall mingle, love.
oOo
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted--nevermore!
oOo
Every woman should know...
that she can't change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents...
oOo
The humans have besmirched everything bestowed on them.
They were given Paradise, they threw it away.
They were given this planet, they destroyed it.
They were favored best among all His endeavors, and some of them don't even believe He exists
And in spite of it all, He's shown them infinite fucking patience at every turn.
What about us?
I asked you... once to lay down the sword because I felt sorry for them.
What was the result?
Our expulsion from Paradise.
WHERE WAS HIS INFINITE FUCKING PATIENCE THEN?
IT'S NOT RIGHT, IT'S NOT FAIR.
We've paid our debt.
Don't you think it's time?
Don't you think its time we went home?
And to do that, I think we have to dispatch of our would-be dispatchers.
What Twilight Character Are You?
Alicceeee! Fun loving and just plainly a sweet little thing, who wouldn't want to spend time with Alice? She's like the ultimate sister. Lover of parties and tall, dark, mysterious men, Alice is always looking towards the future.
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