All right, I may listen to your music. I may like your music. But I will not ADD you to my page. It’s kinda g-hey. I know you want to get out but honestly... MySpace isn’t really the place for it. I’m sorry. At some point, I may change my mind. Go ahead and send me a friend request. Go ahead and send me a message. Perhaps I will add you. There is always hope. Just don’t count on it.
My page is here because I want it to be here... No other reason. This really is just a place for me to store my pictures now as I use my LiveJournal as my... Well... Journal. Leave me messages. I like them. I will check them. I will smile. I will laugh. I will message back.
Now, for the good stuff!
Internet Junkie.
Big and Beautiful.
If you're going through hell, keep going.
It can't rain all the time.
Role player.
Eclectic pagan.
Open minded.
Bitchy.
A poor girl with rich girl tastes.
When you have everything, you have everything to lose.
Be careful with me, I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way.
Vegetarian or herbivore, you choose.
Collector of many things.
Artist or poseur.
Heartless but compassionate.
Moral yet sinful.
I don't fit into a genre.
Raspberries rock.
Optimistic but still pessimistic.
Pepsi-a-holic.
Surria is my alternate identity.
Twenty-six isn't old or young.
Libra.
Loud and obnoxious.
Caring and friendly.
Full of useless knowledge.
Loved.
