IPOD
RADIO
MEMBER SINCE: October 2006
occupation: Freelance journalist, visual artist (I like doing surrealism, themes, storylines, making statements), aspiring science fiction and fantasy author, wannabe poet, photographer, multi media producer, the source of all your nightmares and fantasies both
i lost my virginity: I can make up an interesting story, because reality is BLAH.
most humbling moment: Every moment of my life. Being me, is very, very humbling. FUCK YOU
sign: Sag ( i plead... not judgeable)
crush: A man with tits and clay slathered all over him
fantasy: Uhh, I think a lot about my fictional charecters. Their lives are sooo much more interesting than mine. And I think about my soul mate. Oh, the things we would do :)
body mods: For now my life is told through my eyes... I think green colors would go beautifully with my skin though. I have fucking KICKASS badass goodass ideas, would love to share them but I dont want my ideas stolen. :) Soooo thats why it hasnt happned yet! I dont want something ANYONE else has... how fucking impossible is that shit
gets me hot: oh, knee high socks, enigmas, paradoxial people, rebels, POETRY, massages and massaging, getting my ear sucked on, passionate people, big hearted people (I just want to jump on them), redheads, tall guys, free spirits
stats: Angry rebel... fuck my actual measurements, you cannot measure the amount of what sums me up... niether can I for that matter
I am in trying out Alabama, looking to find a job. The job market here is horrible.
That is about all I can offer right now.
I really want to start excersizing because I have been wearing a bikini alot these days, scrutinizing pictures, and those advertisements of fit, lithe little bodies really do get to me. They are like that extra little bitterness in my coffee that makes me question why I continue drinking the shit when it makes me cringe, then I take another sip...
That didnt make sense and more practice might bring something better to the table. Maybe.
Goodbye for now... I am off to not find a job in an online job search.
But then, what if I got as fit and tiny and lithe and graceful as i could possibly get? I still dont have legs that extend for miles, and my ass can only be so rounded before it reaches its limits... which certainly wouldnt earn me a playboy cover but... wait I DONT WANT THAT ANYWAY.
What I really want... is just that feeling of empowerment and satisfaction when I look in the mirror, and I can bathe in my pathetic little ego, and think damn, you look good. You look damn good. You look good, damn. You know. Or walk with more bounce, prowress, and power to my steps, instead of a stiff, half cringing gait that looks really hardly willing to move at all and FAr from being used to the freedom to do so.
Now I mean it this time. Now and this time, really, goodbye.
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