You want to know about me? Honestly, why should I bother? You pass me on the street, and look away. You see me walking while you're driving down the road, and you must make stupid, mindless, crude comments. I am nobody to you, and you simply can't be bothered. I'm not thin or rich. I don't drive a car that would feed a third world country if sold. In fact, in this life I haven't really accomplished much of anything. I'm still finding my way, still trying to figure out who I am and what I want in life. I'm young and I have some time for inward reflection. What happens will happen, and what I can do today, I can also do the tommorow instead. So many people say life is too short to waste time...but am I wasting time by slowing down and taking in everything around me? I see myself surrounded by people I don't really like, and to me they are all alike. They hide their true selves behind masks of happiness, and some actually convince themselves that they are truly happy. Happiness is a fragile thing, however. One detail in you life can shatter that illusion, turn you upside down and leave you as nothing more than a broken excuse for a human being. I have experianced it personally.
So who am I? I think the better question is;Who are you? For so long I have been an outcast, shunned by most people in general, and I'm getting to the point where I just don't even have the energy to bother. Nobody wants to take the time to see beyond the exterior. Nobody cares enough to dig a little deeper, try a little harder. I have a whole world of wonder inside of me just waiting to be given to the right people, or even person, yet you all walk away. Friendships I tried to believe were strong crumbled in my hands. People I thought cared about me showed me they didn't give a shit. I open myself up again and again and again, and every single time I am betrayed and left with a shattered heart and the bitter taste of deception in my mouth. You ask me why I'm so paranoid, why I have no self-confidence. The answer is YOU. The human race is a disgrace. Everyone is so busy trying to be better than everyone else that people have forgotten how to truly feel. Husbands cheating on their wives because they can't find satisfaction with the person they married anymore. People who swore they would be together forever at each others' throats. People killing children, torturing animals, raping women...this is our reality. You want to keep your eyes closed to it, fine. Live in your happy little bubble of illusions and convictions, and when your little bubble comes crashing down around you, I may not even care.
Who I'd like to meet: I don't care anymore. Message me if you want, but be warned: I have no tolerance for stupidity, arrogance, hypocrites, liars, or assholes.
Oh, and if you're one of those people who just adds people to their friends so that they can spam them, kindly fuck off, because if you spam me, I will block your useless ass.
What an effing dork! I told him he should send you a friend request and stuff, so maybe he'll be doing that shortly. I doubt he even checked out your profile because if he did, he would have seen that you're not just some random fuck, but that you're actually rather fancy. :)
I'm sittin' here all bored at work...what are you up to?
haha, I get called some 'fun' things by people too, it's all good. To hell with 'em, a lot of people seem to think people that look/dress/act like us are a bunch of 'freaks', but in reality, those people are the weirdos for not wanting to accept people who aren't clones like they are. ;)
And ha, it doesn't surprise me that Stoner would forget something, that's how that guy is! I'm Amanda by the way... ( or as Stoner would call me, Krackbaby ) Hope all is well.
