March 11th, 2007

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guess you can call me Smye..
General Information

Main blog:The Faithless
Birthday:February 27th
Occupation:Unemployed but looking
Education:High school
Service Attendance:Never
Location:United States

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Body Size:Average
Height:5' 4" (163 cm)
Eyes:Blue Green
Vision:No assisted eyewear
Hair Color:Sandy Blonde
Hair Style:Straight - Long
Facial Hair:None
Skin Tone:Medium
Clothing Pref.:Gothic
Undies:Free Willy
Tattoo Info:Two-tribal on my hip and a Finnish saying across my upper back.
Piercing Info:I have a total of 6 at the moment. Two in the left ear (one at the bottom and another at the top). One in bottom lobe of my right ear and an industrial (counts as 2 :D)..and tongue.
More Details:I've decided I am very much into this whole body modification business.

Personal Information

Relationship Status:Married
Family Info:Parents divorced, alcoholic father, foreign mother, 1/2 sister I don't know even so much as her name (think it starts with an 'r'??), and a little pesky broder.
Sexual Preference:Really Straight
Astrological Sign:Pisces (Feb 19 - March 20)
Existing as:Otherkin
Smoking:No Way
Liquor:Gave it up
Your Home:Live with husband
Biography/About:I ran away from home and got married..
Likes:The first thing on this list should be a given, therefore I need not even waste precious finger strength on typing what it is exactly. I like my new laptop, my guitar, and green tea. So much for possessions...I really like laid-back easy-going people. I actually find myself socializing with these select individuals. Being random is a value I cherish in all.
Dislikes:I hate not having a job. I hate not being able to sleep and mushrooms...believe me, theres MUCH more.
Interests:Driving, working on cars or painting them, playing guitar, body modifications, and MOVING.

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Four Most Recent Entries

Young Adult
I watched a movie on the plane home the other day, 'Young Adult'. I didn't realize this whole..1/4 life crisis thing was actually, well, a "thing". The main character mentions how everyone else seems to be so happy with so little and how it seems to take so much for her to be happy. What do I need to be happy? Material goods? Money? Respect? Adoration? More friends? Success? I'm old enough to know that any happiness that comes from materials is only temporary. Money would be nice, but it making one happy? It kind of goes back to the aforementioned. Respect and adoration? You can still... 2
I realize now... I seek the approval of every make up for the approval my "father" never gave me. Funny how girls go either one way or another. You're either daddy's little girl..or you have daddy issues. I think I fucked up.
fatty fatty fat fat
yeah, another one of -those- moments. I tell my husband, "I'm fat". "No, you're not." ..and thats that. I mean really?...REALLY?!? OBVIOUSLY I'm have a bit of a retard moment as far as self image all you have to say..don't compliment me, nothing. hm...pretty convincing, dontchya think? My logic is..why compliment if there is NOTHING TO COMPLIMENT. Never thought I was that hard to please. OR maybe you're just that fucking clueless and lazy. I used to cut as a teenager. I know I'm not a teenager anymore..but.. At least I'll be as ugly on the outside as I...
drunken stupor
maybe its just the state i'm in at the moment but goddamn..i used to be awesome. then i got married. my self-esteem and all that other shit went out when the vows came in. i actually have to look to other people for the boost i need to get me by. yeah tell me i'm pretty while my husband just SITS THERE. i make it sound like everything is so shit for us..which, it is, but in a different way. we just can't seem to get our foot in the door...literally. we NEED our own space. hes not a HUGE jerk..most of the time. i know he could do better though. i am trying but i end up coming off as a...

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