God's Beauty: Phantom of Darkness |
-Anne Frank- |
Let me just say it plain and simple for starters: I've always been an outcast. I don't care who will contradict me; I know my inside and I know what it wants (most of the time anyway, heh). I am me.
I've not always been this way. I'm a little sorry for that. I thought I could only remain a shy little girl for the rest of my life. I am still shy. Now I know things. Allow me to tell you how I got here. As far as I know I've always been interested in things that are weirdly dark (or darkly weird). Pure human curiosity I guess. HUMANS SUCK! THEY ARE DESTROYING THEMSELVES BY---*ahem* sorry. I just hate to admit that I'm human. Know what I mean? I thought so. I've always been one of those innocent little childs. However, the excertion between good and evil lives in the simplest thought. Would a psychiatrist dive into my mind with caution they may find me twisted from the beginning. If they enter casually they would see I'm average (as much as I'd hate to even think it). It took me a while to find my dark side---or find the meaning of it---, and I had many help from great powers. I'm just me. I'm nothing. And now for something completely different.
Writing is my way of breathing. . Role playing is my way of living. . Dancing is my way of expressing. . Singing is my way of discovering. . Fashion History is my way of jumping around and screaming at club wigs and insane shoe buckles. (Don't ask. Just don't. No.) . |