age: 22 (Sep 17, 1990)
MEMBER SINCE: January 2011
occupation: Graphic/Web Designer
heroes: • My Dad • My Grandpa, on my mother's side • I don't idolize people I've never met.
gets me hot: • Fire • Heaters • Blankets • Snow Jackets • The Sun
sign: Virgo
stats: Height: 6'0" Weight: 165 Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Orientation: Straight
body mods: "If" and scrollwork on right shoulderblade
makes me happy: • Sunny Days • Rainy Days • People who smile and make eye contact as you walk by them • Music • Casual Debate • Finding a new friend • Reaching the end of a book • New Experiences • Leather Jackets • Black Pants • People staring when I do random shit • Speakers up, windows down • Comedians • Contrast
makes me sad: • People who need a crutch • People who are homeless • Blank walls • Tired eyes • Empty lives • The Status Quo • People who put their faith in something or somebody that will inevitably let them down.
crush: Tegan. Or Sara. They're both adorable.
Why does it bother me when a find out that a friend of mine is lying about something that doesn't impact me at all? How important is the truth, really? Do we think we are god, that we can distort someone else's reality by telling a lie? Does a lie, however small, always hurt someone or something? Are all lies wrong? How valuable is the truth?
I have my own opinions on this, but before sharing them, was wondering if anyone out there had some input?


























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