Feel free to peruse, or even be so bold as to comment me. Starting a conversation or giving a genuine, thought-out compliment or insult is acceptable, and I will gladly reply. However, if you have nothing interesting to say (examples are as follows: "nice pro" - "rate me!!" - "i like yur tats" - "yur cute" - "hi" - "u suck" - "10" - "1" - et cetera) then your time would be better spent picking your butt. I do not respond to purposeless comments, and if I do, it will probably be to berate you on your inability to read or your overall stupidity and lack of originality.

That having been said, we can continue.

My name is Bethany or Buttslut or Buttslut Bethany. None of these names I chose for myself, for it is the duty of others to name you, since a name is a title used to identify a person, and it is others who chiefly use it - after all, no one mossies about, speaking in the first person.
~ Buttslut is a handle given to me by my friends out of good humor rather than the actual notion of me whoring over rear-ends. I have no inclination toward anal sex, nor do I particularly find rumps attractive. It is merely a comical nickname, and I personally have no qualms with it. Therefore, neither should you.
~ Bethany is my birth name, given to me by (who else?) my parents. Do not call me "Beth", for "Beth" is a separate name entirely; it is also boring and generic, and I don't care for it. However, if you're bent upon calling me "Beth", I suppose I can't stop you.

I was born in the year 1987. Do the math if you wish to know my age.

I'm married to FriesianHippie. He is (for lack of a less cliche term) my soul-mate. I do not believe he completes me (self-completion and self-worth should never be dependent upon another person, and you need to reevaluate your existence if you disagree), but he is a part of my spirit which I was destined to find. I believe that our energies were created together and our spirits meant for one another. No force can come between us; not even death. Our relationship is just as spiritual, metaphysical, universal, and eternal as it is woven into the tapestries of time and the physical plane. Do not be bothered if none of this makes any sense to you. The bottom line is, I am spoken for interminably, and I'm not here to cyber with you or give you my number / nude photos for you to fap all over. Please do not try to "chat me up". Compliments and mild flirtation are fine, but know that it will end there and nothing will ever become of it.

I am a citizen of the United States of America. It is a nation I take no pride in being a part of. The general population is ignorant. The economy is crumbling. The government is corrupt and is gaining more control over the people each day. We are loosing our civil rights and civil liberties, and everyone is either too stupid, too lazy, or doesn't care enough to do anything about it. If you're one of those people who say "God Bless America!", then you can be the first one in line to bend over and get a microchip shoved up your ass. God bless ALL nations, you arrogant dick!
What makes America so wonderful?
~Our freedom? You are not free; you've lost your right to Habeas Corpus, you're brainwashed by the media, and you're a slave to money, commercialism, and oil.
~Our right to vote? Your votes don't matter. They never did. Winning the popular vote does not win a candidate the presidency, and electronic ballots are easily and very likely fixed (rigged, swung, what have you).
~Our economy? Look around you! Unemployment, tariffs, cost-of-living, unconstitutional income tax, the Federal Reserve Bank! The middle class is becoming obsolete. The wealthy become wealthier and the impoverished become more impoverished.
~Our global power? You don't have power; The Man does. You are nothing more than a pawn.
If you don't like my opinion, you can eat me (forgive my insolence, but I just don't give a damn). If you think I should leave the country, then you need to realize that running away from a situation never resolves anything. I am here to do my part to liberate the people. I am here because it is my home land and I refuse to abandon my loved ones. I am here because I believe in fighting, not slinking away into the darkness like a coward. I am here because I have hope. I am here because I have a dream (sound familiar?) Take your redneck, patriotic, simpleton ass back to the primordial ooze.

I have the heart and skill of an artist. I sing, sketch, paint, play instruments (primarily classical guitar), write (music, poems, short stories, articles), craft (crochet, leather-working, jewelry, miscellaneous projects), and I'm an amateur photographer. Creativity is a significant part of my life and purpose on earth. I, however, rely heavily on the muses, and brood perpetually over my creations. Samples of some of my art may be found in MY GALLERY.

A taste of my beliefs:
Out of love, "God" crafted our spirits and gave us the universe to use according to our own will. "He" gave us eyes and ears and mouths and hands to create or destroy as we'll have it, and none of this we did anything to earn. It is proof we are loved and wanted, and none of us is ever a mistake. That is what I believe and I hope you take joy in it.

I want to fly with the birds, swim with the whales, howl with the wolves, sleep with the lions. To see the world and take in its air and its wine. To free the minds of others and to immortalize the beauty all around us. I want us to feast on the bread I've grown from the earth with my two human hands and sing and dance by the fire until the dawn carries me away into the afterlife, where I hope to rejoice in the splendor of "God" for eternity, and remain at peace wherever "He" sends my spirit.
However, should life never take me as far as to fulfill my self-purpose, I should hope to be leaving a world I have impacted by some greater method or meaning. And I hope that the remnants of my soul alive in the memories of others sustains and empowers them, and drives them to do wonders in the earth led by love and peace and a desire to become more than what we are conditioned to. I encourage all who read this to live and love and dream and create, to discover and grow and to be glad that your mothers gave you birth. Life is a gift; don't squander it.

This is a little section I like to call: My Body, My Choice
I use drugs recreationally and as a medium through which I further my personal and spiritual understanding.
I smoke tobacco, and I thoroughly enjoy it.
I have several tattoos and piercings. They are an enduring symbol of art and physical expression.
I am sexually active, just not with you.
I indulge in the four basic food groups: milk, cheese, butter, and cream.
My middle finger is mine, and I will use it as often as I deem necessary.

Alright, now I know some of you people are simple-minded and need a break from all of this arduous reading before you over-exert yourself. So, here's some mindless entertainment:

MUSHY FRIEND CRAP To all my beautiful Toxic Dolls; I love you, and I am proud to call you all my friends.
Lein, you are my sister, and I wouldn't be who I am today without your companionship. We've had times of endearing hatred for one another, but that will never change my respect and admiration for you.
Shout-outs to Cassie, Tori, Kelsey, Natalie, and the rest of you Dolls.
Cassie is sexy. That is all.
THINKING GOES A LONG WAY To those of you who exercise your mind, I give you my thanks and my appreciation. For too long has the world festered in its own stupidity. Thank you for the hope that you give that all knowledge is not lost and reason does not fall on deaf ears, and for doing your part to help make the world a less pathetic place to live.
TO THE INDIVIDUALS "God" bless those who aren't carbon-copies of their imbecilic parents, those who exercise creativity and a desire to learn, those who have enough sense to develop their own identity, personality, and ideals instead of conforming and accepting everything fed to them by society.

Caution:
If you are easily offended, I advise that you read no further. The following is a list of things that piss me off. Cursing and belittling are to ensue.

GLOBAL MORON CRISIS Get it through your heads; global warming is nothing more than political propaganda designed to trick you miserable peons into supporting a premeditated agenda. Lobbyists were using the same "facts" in the 1970's to support global cooling that they use to support global warming today. Shut up about emissions, and get your head out of your ass.
THE LAWS OF THE LANGUAGE If you can't type properly, don't even bother contacting me. The way you express and present yourself is a representation of your intelligence - and I can't fucking stand stupid people. So get it right; use spell check, capitalize your God-forsaken 'I's, don't use ampersands and abbreviations, utilize proper grammar and punctuation, and try not to sound like a fucking idiot (artistic license not withstanding).
SHUT UP AND PASS ME THAT JOINT Don't preach to me about my drug use. People who are against street drugs, but put themselves / their children on pharmaceuticals (which can be just as damaging) because prescription medication is socially acceptable, are fucking hypocrites. Refusing to take the time to attempt to correct your mental and emotional problems yourself because quick-fixes are available is far more pathetic than any pot-smoking hippie. My God, how on earth did we survive without Prozac and Adderall 50 years ago? Piss off.
HEINOUSLY REJECTED If you're here to piss and moan about the vote you received in a cult, you're wasting your time. Only a squalid, degenerate, twat would think that anything could be gained by instigating petty drama over something as meaningless as negative feedback from a stranger on the other side of the world. I'm flattered that my words had such an effect on you that you would go out of your way to contact me with your idiotic objections. If I said you were a half-wit with no originality who can't think for yourself, it's probably because you fucking are. Learn from the criticism offered; do a little research, pay attention in school, stop reading "Cosmo", take some responsibility for your intellectual well-being, and move on with your life.
PUT SOME FUCKING CLOTHES ON All you underage, scene-queen, emo sluts need to stop posting indecent photographs of yourself on the internet. If you're so desperate for attention, wipe shit on your face and take pictures of that instead. If you're looking for some action, then contact someone privately. There is no reason for you to expose yourself to my computer screen. Put your training bra back on, and go find that dignity and self-respect you threw away; you'll probably have to dumpster-dive for it, so make sure you have your latex gloves handy.
PURPOSELESS APPLICATION PROCESS Can someone please tell me what purpose there is in asking someone to fill out an application to your cult and endure ridicule and subjugation only to discover that the cult they've applied to has no intellectual merit and is comprised of nothing beyond game threads and idiotic discussions? How can you consciously tell another person that they're not cool or pretty enough to count up or play word-association with you? Do you realize how vapid and ridiculous that is? Get some interesting threads going, or eliminate the application process. Seriously.
ROLLIES VS. "REAL" CIGARETTES This is for all of the smokers out there: Rolling your own cigarettes is not an act of desperation! Every time I try to roll a smoke, some pompous ass (aka my friends) tries to offer me a "real" cigarette (expensive, name brand cancer, wrapped in a fiberglass filter). I appreciate the gesture, but at the same time can't help feeling offended. I don't need your charity. I don't roll tobacco because I'm penniless and pathetic. I roll because I enjoy it; it's economic, it's healthier (believe it or not), and it involves a level of skill most people don't possess. "Oh, you've resorted to rolling! You poor thing. Here, have a real cigarette." No thanks, dick.

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