

like we were wallflowerssometimes...i can catch your scent on me, and i feel like it must be yesterday...because you haven't held me for hours and yet your still in my lungs, like a sweet addictive drug. sometimes breathing you in seems the most wonderful thing i've ever done, but then i remember where that thought came from...in the back of my mind where you never left, and i'm all alone with you once more.like we were wallflowers
looking into your eyes always felt like heaven...even the day we met. you watching me with eyes that pierced my soul, and left me breathless...when all along it was only you that i saw. no one else. but that day comes and goes like wildflowers, beca
| I am Jennifer Megan. Most people call me Jenni. I have black hair. I have hazel eyes. Some people Swear they're green. Some people Swear they're brown. And I've even had someone say they were orange. I'm usually a nice person, but I can beat the heck out of you, and be the biggest bitch If I really wish to. I also tend to get frustrated with people and say things that I may not mean...Even if they're true. I talk a lot. I can be really shy and I have a stuttering problem. I get excited really easily. I'm spazzy! ^^ I love jewelry. Especially shiny jewelry(Gemstones are my favorite accessory), Beads, earrings, anklets, necklaces(Especially with Crosses, Pentagrams, or Keys and spikey chokers ^.^), or gel bracelets. I dress in anything I feel like wearing. I end up a lot of times wearing two different stripy stocking for the shock effect. My favorite style of clothes is like the Lolita style. Lots of ribbons and frilly ruffles. Not to mention corsets. I love to wear skirts, but they can't be long..I used to have to wear long skirts...hated it...will never do it again...If you see my skirts...THEY'RE seriously short...One of my fave outfits includes my black miniskirt, fishnet and stilettos..>> Purple is my favorite colour. But I also like pink, lime green, blue, turquoise, black, silver, red, white...and etc...I like Tripp pants and black tee-shirts with words, but I also like Abercrombie & Fitch, Aeropostle, Hollister, and yeah....I think you get the point. I love Stockings and Fishnet. Gloves Rock. I want to be noticed. But I don't go out of my way to know someone. In fact I'm usually the person who sits all by myself to avoid people. I have the most amazing friends. They are all spazzy, crazy, and awesome. Just like me! My closest inner circle are those people amongst my friends who have really and truly been there for me and that I KNOW FOR AN HONEST FACT that I can trust. My closest friend is Samantha Leeke. My Sami!!! She might as well be my sister. Heck, I call her my Sister Dearest! She's spazzy. She's Crazy. The best thing about her? She's artsy. She's one of the most amazing artists that I've met. She's also a perfectionist about it. She writes poems too, like me, but mostly she leaves that for me. She is the most amazing girl I've ever known. In all honesty she is, and she should know this by now!!!! She's very picky when it comes to guys, but so am I haha. She's the mommy of everyone of my friends we say, because she's so overprotective of us(especially me =]). She was the only person that was there for me I felt the safest with. I always feel safe with her. To tell the truth...I'm sort of an objectivist. Like Ayn Rand who wrote Anthem. Her philosophy is this::: 1. Reality exists as an objective absolute—facts are facts, independent of man's feelings, wishes, hopes or fears. 2. Reason (the faculty which identifies and integrates the material provided by man's senses) is man's only means of perceiving reality, his only source of knowledge, his only guide to action, and his basic means of survival. 3. Man—every man—is an end in himself, not the means to the ends of others. He must exist for his own sake, neither sacrificing himself to others nor sacrificing others to himself. The pursuit of his own rational self-interest and of his own happiness is the highest moral purpose of his life. 4. The ideal political-economic system is laissez-faire capitalism. It is a system where men deal with one another, not as victims and executioners, nor as masters and slaves, but as traders, by free, voluntary exchange to mutual benefit. It is a system where no man may obtain any values from others by resorting to physical force, and no man may initiate the use of physical force against others. The government acts only as a policeman that protects man's rights; it uses physical force only in retaliation and only against those who initiate its use, such as criminals or foreign invaders. In a system of full capitalism, there should be (but, historically, has not yet been) a complete separation of state and economics, in the same way and for the same reasons as the separation of state and church.(All This Comes From The Ayn Rand Institute. You should Google it. I am Agnostic to tell the truth. I believe there is something out there...if not then how'd we get here? Who created the stuff that made the big bang? They refuse to ask themselves that question...That's the hole in their theory. I don't believe in a being called GOD...or anything by any other name..We haven't been here that long...We have no idea what's out there...so we give it names to try and hold power over it... Names are the first things after looks that are taken away in a perfect society. They make us all alike...But isn't that what our society coming to? We have this mindset stuck in our heads that we try to achieve...Be this skinny...Be that way or you aren't beautiful...Act this way..No that isn't proper...Be like this...Be like that...Media tells us we are nothing. But that isn't true. We were meant to be imperfect. So imperfect I shall stay. I don't care what color I am, what religion I have.., or anything else that sets me apart...What are you people trying to prove?!?! You tell us we're not what you wanted us to be...And you give us this set life YOU chose for us...Then when we decide we don't want it you tell us we're wrong. You tell us...that we're not what you wanted at all. WELL YOU CREATED US! YOU WERE THE ONES WHO MADE US THIS WAY! WE ARE THE GENERATION WITH NO PLACE. YOUR SONS AND DAUGHTERS...And yet we're nothing to you, RIGHT? I refuse to conform to this society's image. I refuse to become like you. I refuse to hate myself for who and what I am. I refuse to call you anyone that I love...Don't TELL ME TO BE DIFFERENT....What did you expect...? A PERFECT CHILD???? You weren't perfect either. Don't tell me I HAVE TO BE. Deny me if you may...but fine...please DO HATE ME...Because I won't live inside a cage of your creation. I'd rather DIE then be someone I am not. I'm not fake. Honestly, I'm not an all around people pleaser. I tried that for ten to twelve years of my life. I don't want to please you. Get over yourself. I'm here to please myself...and I don't care what you think of me. I honestly don't care what people say about me. Let them talk shit. Hell...they're making me famous! Let them be jealous that I can be myself...that I have the courage to stand up for what I believe in and I don't let them drag me down. I am who I am....I'm not changing for any fucking body so don't try and make me...all you will end up doing is watching me walk away while you stand there dumbfounded at the things I've said...which won't be edited. That's a promise. Don't tell me I'm wrong for being who I am. Don't be prejudiced around me whatsoever. If you can't learn to love a person for who they are and not for the colour of their skin, or the way they dress, or for their religion...stay away from me. I don't want to know you. That's just it. I judge someone by who they are as a person. I know how it feels to be judged. It doesn't hurt me....as badly as you may think...I've been judged by those two people who raised me for ten years...My other parents...All it does....is make me ashamed of you...of the fact that you can't see someone as the person they are. DON'T ACT LIKE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME! I'm not a disease. Don't treat me like I am one. I am not a criminal. I will tell you the truth even if it hurts...If you're real you'll treasure that. Don't act like that's my Death Sentence. If you're in love with me....don't pity yourself...don't act like you do everything wrong. I want someone that's funny, intelligent, cute is good I guess..but I don't really go just on looks..., Awesome personality, Sweet, Honest, Loyal, Has morals, idk, a good person...I'm not asking for perfect....But no one is..I just want someone who I can trust and will love me for who I am. Someone who will be there when I need them. And someone who I can love and worry about..Someone who also enjoys the little things about our relationship, Someone who knows how to treat a lady, and someone who doesn't want only my body, but my heart and my mind as well, It doesn't matter if they fear what being together means, being committed, and it doesn't matter if they're afraid they'll hurt me, because when you start a relationship....you take that risk...and if I wasn't willing to take that risk...then I wouldn't have wanted them in the first place..., I want someone who can stand up for the things they want, who goes after it instead of just letting go..., I want someone who can let me totally in...even if they're afraid to, someone who'll let me be beside them through all our problems...even if they've nothing to do with me.., even if you think you'll drag me down with you, I want someone who'll let me be there, who'll understand that I want to be beside them no matter if I end up in the deepest pits of hell with them, as long as we're together..., Hell what I want seems to be a fairytale...If you let a whore be all over you no matter if you're just my friend...you'll lose my respect immediately....Yeah I'm picky... but that's just how I am... I want to be held. I want to know I'm loved. Don't leave me alone...That's the last thing I want. Here's an analogy for you. I love snails.. What does my love matter, right? Snails are pretty...their shells are all swirly..and they're slimy... They're slow...but sometimes their shells are rainbow coloured.... And sometimes they're black.... The slimy inside part I mean... They have weird looking antennae... I notice things in objects, and people...that no one else cares to see. They don't see the things I find beautiful and fascinating. They just see a snail.. That's all it is to them.... Some people are beautiful...just everyone refuses to see past their outside to see the beauty of that person... Damn snails... So slow...but so fascinating.... |
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