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Becky
| Main blog: | Into The Air | | Age: | 25 | | Birthday: | April 25th 1984 | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Technical / Computers | | Education: | High school, School of life | | Religion: | Spiritual but not religious | | Service Attendance: | Never | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States, Ohio, Springfield |
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| Body Size: | Average | | Height: | 5' 4" (163 cm) | | Eyes: | Green | | Vision: | Contact lenses | | Hair Color: | Black Brown | | Hair Style: | Straight - Medium | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Medium | | Best Feature: | Eyes | | Clothing Pref.: | Thrift Store | | Undies: | Bikini | | Tattoo Info: | ask.
it's more than I can explain. | | Piercing Info: | None that I wear. |
| Relationship Status: | Single - Involved | | Family Info: | Sometimes you find out....family is what you make it. | | Sexual Preference: | Straight/Heterosexual | | Astrological Sign: | Taurus (April 20 - May 20) | | Existing as: | Extraterrestrial | | Smoking: | Daily | | Liquor: | Trying to quit | | Exercise: | Regularly | | Your Home: | Live with kids | | Biography/About: | There's nothing even remotely interesting about me. | | Likes: | Painting.
Taking pictures.
Walking.
Outside.
Taking pictures of outside.
My job.
| | Dislikes: | Drama.
People who cause said drama.
Past.
Change. | | Interests: | Painting.
New techniques.
Writing gibberish. |
| People/Heroes: | me.
The more I live,
the more I find,
I can over-come any thing.
My mom.
(but don't tell her I said that.) | | Books: | Holy shnit.
You really want that list? | | Authors: | ...that list too? | | Music Genres: | I'm in love with a wide variety of music. | | Bands/Artists: | you guys are getting ridiculous. | | Albums/CDs: | ....... | | TV Shows: | The Office, CSI, Weeds. | | Sports: | I don't do those. | | Colors: | pink, orange, lime green, red, yellow, ...allofem. | | Pets/Animals: | I had this cat once. Turns out I don't like cats. | | Cars/Motorcyles: | Mine? Mine is not very interesting at all....except for the fact that the drivers side window stopped working...while it was down...that actually gets VERY interesting at times. | | Season: | I love the Summer and Spring. | | Food: | I have a deep love for food, and we don't care what you think. It's very natural. | | Drink: | Wowsa. I gave up caffine. So now, water. With flavor packs. | | Quotes: | "Seize the day or die regretting" |
thymes.
sometimes
i want to say silly things
and sometimes
i want to say frightening things
and sometimes
i want to say serious things
but I catch myself right in time.
and i don't say a word.
and i'm sure we're all better because of it.
more bathroom blunders...
I had to pee.
So,
I went to pee.
As I was sitting there...giving my bladder some relief..
a lady walked into the bathroom.
I said a silent prayer.
I asked that the new bathroom occupant not go into the stall
right. beside. mine.
But she did.
I could hear her come in.
Besides footsteps.
I could hear her grunting and breathing hard.
Despite the fact that every stall in the bathroom was unoccupied.
She chose the one right beside me.
(what the hell is wrong with people?)
The whole time she was in her stall she was breathing hard and mumbling under her breath.
I couldn't make out what...
same as your enemy.
I was thinking about the world, and if you disappeared completely.
And as I panned out from the spot where you exsist,
all of it was moving forward as if you had never been there.
Everything was going on, just the same.
There was barely a sigh,
or a second thought.
And I wondered about my own exsistence.
and the mark I haven't made.
I wondered if I was the same as you.
In different ways.
i'm SO sorry.
but I'm not.
fuck you.
Seriously.
I'll never apologize for any one thing I said.
Because I wasn't wrong.
If I said it,
I meant it.
At least once.
At least when I said it,
I meant every last sylabol.
So no,
I'm not sorry.
and if you feel
like I should feel bad,
or embarrassed,
or guilty,
for what I said...
I'm not that upset about my emotions.
they come,
and they go.
If you feel like I should make some sort of apology..
...then you probably shouldn't be talking to me.
Because...
i don't even know the rest of that sentence.
If what I say,
makes you uncomfortable,
then don't read it.
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