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Emotional Hemophillia

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About Me


http://www.myheritage.com You can love me or you can hate me, but In the end you will remember me and thats all that mattersAIM - LIMPKANDIE2people will tell you i'm a saint[they lie]people will tell you i'm brilliant[they over exaggerate]people will tell you i'm famous[they don't understand]people will tell you i'm fucking ugly[they're jealous]people will tell you i broke their heart[they wanted it]people will tell you i changed their life[they need to stop fucking my sevenfootstrapon]people will tell you alot of things[but i'll tell you first]They'll say I'm the girl they became addicted to me.I'm loud and obnoxious, and I don't wait my turn. I can't mind my own business, and I only stick up for someone when I want to, and attack instead when asked. I'm hot and cold on a good day, and lukewarm on the bads. I'm obsessive and possessive and repressive, and it makes me repeat until you wish I were mute. I'm two sided, but the sides are the same images in the mirror. I never change my mind correctly, and they all wonder if it's even a change with how I flow it. I pick up kids that let me and throw them away to rot when I'm done, peaking in at times to remind you that I'm no longer in your life. I don't mind loosing friends as much as i don't mind loss of lives because I understand this is a natural stage of growth development. I stick to evolution, I pray every minute of every day. I'm god obsessive, but not like any bible ever told me to be. I'm sarcastic when I love you, kind when I don't. i can't comfort anyone, and I make you laugh because you're happy I'm not saying that shit about you. I'm a bitch. I'm a one way train to self destruction, and you're my strapped and sedated crew. I don't brainwash, you do it for me. I need to open up and share. I need to not be so touchy and alittle more social.You're going to have to take x-rays to see what's on the inside because the makeup covers the truth. I wear so much glitter on my mouth that I can't talk and my face cant move from so many Botox injections. [thatscalledbeingsarcasticsogetoveryourself].I'm not America's next Top Model. My lipstick is the color of September 11th and my cosmetic covered face never moves, a picture of what it looked like during the Columbine High School Massacre, so pretty. And I have a feeling you're still being selfish. So cliché, so fucking cliché. I'm Jesus Christ with fake eyelashes. This is all about ME because you really don't matter to me but keep reading because everything's a programmedreactionandyoubelonghere.My body is plastic surgery FREE, sorry I'm not insecure and dead inside like YOU.I have obsessive-complusive disorder and I like it when people kiss my hand because I'm better then Princess Diana. I'm the self-injury princess and I really hope you don't mind when I slit my wrists just enough so I can go to sleep..I'm obsessed with psychology and trying to find ways to make everyone feel stupid about themselves because this world has no self-esteem and its fucking FUNNY. HAHAHHA YOU'RE UGLY AND FAT. Mirror mirror on the wall, why is everyone on My Space a stupid fucking idiot? That..s not true though, I'm also obsessed with communication and personalities. I like to see how people are .. and then realize that in person they..re not Photoshopped or cool, they suck. I love you ok? Let me lie so we can be best internet friends. I love you, really. Next time you see me in person, make sure and take a picture with me so you can lie and tell all your friends that you know me SO well. .I'm the slashed Sunset cunt with the burnt dress and bleeding arms.Layout made by VisualKeiAddict

My Interests

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I'd like to meet:

I need someone who will hold my hand right before the Botox needle goes into my forehead. I want fake love and pretend feelings.I want nervous glances before the connection. I want to be able to bore a hole through your head and for you to hold it. I want that intensity without words, for a minute or for a day from across the table at one another. I want it filled to the brim of anything, be it contempt or love or jealousy or devotion. I want it so clear and strong and passionate that you wouldn't even have to stretch the chords we call vocals. no, you listen [becausethere's nothingtosay]. I want you to shut the fuck up and[lookatme]I don't want to make friends with people that attempt to catch my attention by staring or glancing. I don't want to make friends with people that follow me for a few minutes and walk away. I don't want to make friends with people that sit next to me or near me and wait for me to say something. I don't want to make friends with people that keep showing up at my job in hopes some connecting moment with make miracle of itself. I don't want to make friends with people that say "I like your style/hair/hat/jacket/eyebrows" and then don't have anything else lined up. I don't want to make friends with people that talk to me out of the blue.I want someone to walk up next to me and keep walking as if we know one another and we started together from point [a] and plan to continue to point [b]. I want someone who keeps going no matter how far I go, keeping up and not questioning or asking "where". I want someone who just says "hey" and that ends it. I want someone who understands that silence in verbality can be golden because smalltalk is filler and shit and neither of us cared anyway.because I don't care about the abbreviations or crushedtotwowords sentances, like your GED or your STD or your job as a prostitute. That you live near Hollywood Blvd or Sunset or a celebrity or ME. That you did or didn't make mommy and daddy proud. That you're a rebel that you conform that you're a dem or a rep or an indy or who you voted for and your OH AND FUCK BUSH 5secondsoundbyte statement. Your political views and your social economical middleclassvsupperclass bullshit. Your five thousand patches of bands names too fucking obscure or too easy to come up with like "Global Threat" and "Indy 5" and "No Kid's Underground" and "Antiamerican Presidancy" and blahblahblahblah. The words here are never and ever. Not yet.I want someone who can just walk. Because before you speak you know nothing of a person more than their physicalities. How they carry themself, the look on their face, the way they stepskipstumbleand .stop. How they cross a street with traffic near and how they get through a crowd. If they look both ways. If they breathe through their mouth or their nose. The things you always learn later when the friend or person mattered, because by then we were past all your mememe I'll listen just so I can talk. Because by then you cared. Because you were comfortable without talking.I want that first and all the rest after. Because I don't want to know your life and it's little details until I am comfortable, not the other way around. It should always be that way.Too bad no one does that.When they sent me my knight in shining armor, i buried him so deep to the ground that they'll bury him under skyscraper foundations before ever finding him. call it envy, but i am my own white fucking horse and the first man to lend hand was better off taking to a feminist [becausegodknowsi'mnot]. So boys please check yourself at the door, because unless you're homosexual or lacking your pieces, you're a threat here. [mindyou] not to me, but to yourself.Because nothing threatens me [reallypleaselet'slaughaboutthat][So]do as you fucking like, i bear no right to demand any silence from any of you. you will of your own choice, and i have no bearings to otherwise. howeverDon't try for me. i'll warn the fucking world and now i'll warn you. don't. you'll be wasting your time on something you will be completely dissapointed in. and if i don't dissapoint, i'll be dissapointed in you. all the children that ever tried left me sighing. left me bored. left me wondering where the distinction of awe dissapeared to that EVERYONE else saw.I suggest you not add me, for you will not be getting what you ask for. my mouth is random and my words are hard to follow. i do not slow down for much of anything, and i only speak for and to myself unless i point directly at you.I am the kid on your block that never lied to you. i am the one that does not stand out nor will ever choose to. i am the one who is not out to make friends. i'm screaming to myself, and save for any warnings i give to chase you away, i could care so little if anyone listened.

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What You Really Think Of Your Friends
No One is your soulmate.
You truly love Rivera.
You consider Adam Boone your true friend.
You know that Dana is always thinking of you.
You'll remember Matt H for the rest of your life.
You secretly think Adam Aninos is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.
You secretly think that Kingel is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.
You secretly think that Bob is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Bob changes lovers faster than underwear.
You secretly think Cody is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Cody has a hidden internet romance. What Do You Think of Your Friends?

My Blog

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  New Years 2006/2007 The 1337 house The breakfast Club We are the Poot crew. Pffffffffffftt............... ...
Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 10:27:00 PST

Adam's Zombie Birthday.

The man of the hour.............   ...
Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 03:06:00 PST

At the Breakfast Club....

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Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 01:26:00 PST

Jenn's 21st Birthday

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Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 08:27:00 PST

Fridays.........

    It's Wario!   Time for beer pong  ...
Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 12:26:00 PST

Halloween 2006

Halloween Part 2.... ...
Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 01:24:00 PST

80's Movie Character party

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Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 01:05:00 PST

Peelander-Z Happee Mania Tour

Before the show Human Bowling Adam got to play for Peelander Yellow. I only got to play a cow bell. ...
Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 10:04:00 PST

Pics from Halloween

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Posted by Emotional Hemophillia on Mon, 31 Oct 2005 04:15:00 PST

MORE PICTURES!!!!!!

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