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Everything on this website, and all of my websites, are 100% original. It's rare that I quote ANYbody, other than, well... me. If I do quote another, it's probably because I've found what they've said to be rather profound. And, that doesn't happen much.

Most the world, and the people in it, don't share the same beliefs as I. Never a person to exist that has been so gentle, yet so wickedly rebellious. So loving, yet filled with so much venim. So confident, intelligent, and talented, yet having led a life filled with so many mistakes, bad choices, and drama caused through so much insecurity.

I quote myself. I write. I live. That is what I am here to do. To live, perhaps to lead, to speak, and to be spoken of. I firmly believe in Karma, I believe in good-will, good-faith, and GOD. I believe in Jesus Christ. I BLEED for Jesus Christ.

And, yet, I'm drawn to the darker side, by some unexplainable force. I'm sucked in, and then sucked dry. I fight it, yet live it, and some how frighteningly, seem to love it, yet loathe it. My life, and it's meaning, though yet, NOT defined-and perhaps never shall be-serve an obvious role, a purpose. My thoughts, they are intense. My will to feel-unbearably empty, yet so unexplainably FULL. I'm an advocate for speaking UP, speaking OUT. For dry humor. The only humor I do endure.

And for the very few who do get inside, -though it happens rarely-I am a human, a women, a sexual being, yet silly, fun, and sometimes even playful. It is few who will ever see that side, as I packed that person up, long ago.

I can figure people out within mere minutes of knowing, and having known them. I am quiet, yet loud. A contradiction, or perhaps a twist of fate. I want to know you, learn about you, feel you, be you. And unfortunately most times, in all my madness, in ending....dispose of you.

I'm not level headed, yet so far from stupid! Most people who know me to my deepest levels have told me I am the smartest women they have ever known. Though few get that far, the ones who do are intelligent as well, and I trust their thought patterns, immensely.

I succumb to my lover. I am his dark, midnight, goddess. I fall to the feet of those who love me. I am a glutton for true love.

I want to know YOU. Join me in my little screwed UP world, only if you can handle it, of course. I am so far past wanting everybody to love me, hell-even like me! Find me sexy, or having unrealistic expectations. I crave to find more to life. I despise materialism. Yet my figure is well defined, and although my build is petite, and arms, hands, & feet are frail and tiny, I seem to have an extremely sexual aura.

I am a strong advocate for charity work, I have been since I was small. This is only something that has been self-taught.

I find conversation difficult with most. I want something so different, than most others. What it is, I can't quite point out. But, it isn't money. It isn't a beautiful home, or a nice fancy car. It isn't two thousand pairs of shoes, or vacations in France. Though I may have things, and may continue to be given things, it is not these things I crave. I crave depth.
I enjoy helping our homeless citizens.

I've had no work done, though I do not criticize those who do. I am open minded, and honest. I fight to speak my mind. I fight for others to do the same. I love to write. I embrace my title--the starving artist. Money does not fufill me.

I strongly believe in survival, and the struggle within to face what we need to do in order to survive. I find sexuality amazing. Especially in its most natural form. Be proud of who you, WHAT you ARE! OWN YOURSELF. DO NOT let the world, and all of its civilians own you. SPEAK YOUR MIND. Be free. NEVER cling to anger, embrace jealousy, or spread HATE. Open the door. And your mind. Let the world in.

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