I have learned quite a bit about myself throughout life.. Thing is sometimes that is what also makes me to be more dissatisfied and depressed... I am shy, withdrawn, anti-scoial, and skeptical... Though i mean good, i am merely me...

D.O.B.- 5/24/84
Hair Color- Natural-Light Brown, Strawberry Blonde, Platinum Blonde, Dishwater Blonde
                   Current- Black
Eye Colors- Changes from Green, Gold, Hazel...
Gender- Female
Height- 5'6.5"
Weight- 125lbs.
Skin Tone- Fair
Ethnicity- French, Scottish, Native American, possibly others knowing how much of  whores my  birthfamily  are... (yes, fuck you family, like you fucked me)
Hobbies- Writting, Reading, Visual Arts, Pondering, Music, Naturistic Activities that are        mild in physical work and dirtiness, Martial Arts, Videogames, RPG's, Snuff, Vampires,      Magic, Psychic, Horror, death, pain, BDSM, blood, blades.
Likes- Honesty, Honor, Respect,  Spiritual Wealth...
Dislikes- Opposite of my likes, of course...Oh, and mayonaise...
Music perferences- A vast amount of styles...From Classical, Medieval Melodical Metal,        E.B.M.,  "Goth" rock, cultural musics, etc....
Curent Quote Of Knowledge- "If anything is possible, then nothing is for certain."                  -Myself...

Some Recent Ramblings... I am on a path to finding myself more than I have before, yet it seems those aorund me are so distant from where I am at with my spirituality, it makes it intolerable to sustain thier limited thinking... I wish someday I'll find that contentment, and wash my hatred and misery away...
Gloria...Old Friend
TRAUMA WITH A HOLD IN MY CHEST WITH A BRUISE ON MY HEART GRABBING TO KEEP FROM SPINNING IT COMES AND IT GOES NAUSEA MY MOUTH RUNS DRY A DIZZY CONNECTION A DIZZY CONFUSION FATIGUE THEN BLOOD WITHOUT OXYGEN A PUNCTURED LUNG FROTHING AND ABNORMAL SUBMISSION AUTHORIZED INHILATED AND INTIBATED CONTUSION A CRUSHING BLOW NEAR TO DEATH NOT EXPECTED TO LIVE I CAN SMELL THE DRIED BLOOD IN MY MOUTH AND I CAN FEEL THE NUMBNESS START TO BEGIN I CAN SENSE MY LIFE IS RUNNING OUT AND I CAN SMELL THE STENCH OF DEATH CLOSING IN BLOOD COUGHED UP THROUGH THE TUBE IN MY MOUTH FADING TO NOTHING PLEASE HELP ME I AM AFRAID I AM ALONE STRENGTH TO LIVE LEAVING ME LOST TO ALL CHOKING AND COUGHING
NOXIOUS EMOTION -
Gloria...Old Friend