Four piercings in right ear, three in the left ear, one in the left eyebrow and one in the tongue.
Single - Involved
Bisexual leaning toward Men
Aries (March 21 - April 19)
Social drinker. One or two
Live with another
My name is M and I am currently twenty years old. I can describe just about anything except for myself, but I will give it a shot here.
I am creative and spontaneous, an animal lover, a vegetarian, and a poet. I have a love for antiquated things and sometimes feel like I belong in a different time. I live with my boyfriend R in a lovely basement abode.
I am a constant contradiction of myself and secretly pride myself on being difficult to categorize or label. I am usually one of the sweetest people you will ever meet but I also have the ability to be one of the most horrible, depending on how I am treated.
I have been going through many major changes in my life recently and I am hoping to use this blog both as a catharsis and a tool to organize some of my thoughts and ideas.
holes in her pockets
Hello, my name is M, and I am an expert on getting myself into messes that are nearly impossible to get out of.
My financial situation is a vicious cycle of overdraft fees and debts that lead to more debts that I can not seem to catch up with and live a comfortable existence at the same time.
I can not speak to R about it because I get frustrated easily when people try to act like everything is so simple, especially people who are more in debt than I am and do not currently even have a job. I have avoided talking to my father about it because I hate feeling that I still depend on...
bullseyes and pumpkin pies
The other day I spent a half hour writing an entry on this blog, but when I went to save it the damn site crashed. It is that feeling that most people experience at least at one point in life - the internal (or sometimes external) frantic screaming that occurs when the computer crashes while writing a paper for school, or anything else important, etc.
It was highly discouraging and made me not even want to think about blogging for a while.
My hours at work have not been helping either. Starting today, however, I have a few days off, just in time to save me from a work related nervous...
I was in a sound sleep while he was playing his nightly session of video games in the other room...he came in, and woke me up, and told me that he was worried about me. That he doesn't think he is doing a good enough job attending to me, and that I seem lonely and distant sometimes.
I truly am happy living here. Maybe I'm the one not doing a good enough job of showing it. Sometimes I get cranky. Sometimes I just want to be alone. Sometimes we get into ridiculous arguments. I think in the end that is probably natural when two people start living together. In fact, we both have...
half jane - the explanation
I consider it a lucky thing when a person can find a band, a writer, a poet, an artist, etc. that becomes not only someone new whose work to enjoy every once in a while, but someone who touches them so deeply that it is near life-changing. Sometimes the fan will feel as if the artist is speaking, writing, or singing specifically to him or her. It is a special experience, which is why individuals tend to cling on to their fandoms. Many even become damn near possessive of them.
A couple of years ago, I became a fan of a Boston-based band called The Dresden Dolls. I fell in love with...