Latest Journal Entry:Big news January 06, 2012, 07:16pm
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About Me
My name is Alex. I'm 19 years of age, 32 years of mind. And trust me, I'm not interested.
I have an inferiority complex, and more baggage then you could ever dream a girl could shoulder. I'm never asking someone to carry that baggage with them to be with me, just to know that I tread slower in areas of the heart, weighed down by my luggage. I was a heavy heart to carry.
I was never one of those crazy rebel kids. I was the shy kid in the library that wore black because I thought it was cool. I felt invincible when I wore black. I'm pretty normal. I like to read, and hide in my room. Nothing too unique about me. I don't have an insane urge to fit in. Turns out, I am in love with punk music. Love. My manager at worked was playing them one day when we were driving home, started bobbin' my head a little and WHAM! Turns out he's in a punk band and he thought I'd like it. We still talk. Best manager ever. But all in all, I'm just saying, I'm not hardcore, or crazy, I like quiet, not to say that I don't like making a ruckus every now and again.
Even with half my body covered in tattoos, I still don't see myself as alternative or anything, it's just art, beautiful art. It's a reflection of myself, my family, my loves. Everything about my life. But put me in a room full of tattooed kids and I feel like the dorkiest kid there.
I currently have 5 tattoos, which include a full chest piece of Tiger lilies and the words L'esprit vaincra le conflit.. roughly translated to Mind Over Matter. I also have a black and white portrait of my sister with her signature on my right arm. This Too Shall Pass on my left arm, that being my first tattoo. And my back is I never want to feel like I did that day, take me to the place I love, Take me all the way, done in memory of my grampa. and the infinity symbol on my right wrist.
Tattoos I'm getting done soon : You should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living, because it's the ones with the sorest throats who have done the most singing. And I will speak my mind whenever I feel slighted. As well as a Poke Ball. Don't be hatin' on my pokemon. Piercings? Currently only 6. Two in each ear, spaced. Snakebites. My bridge rejected.
Likes
Sex, Drugs and Coco Puffs. A book my sister got me for Christmas. Very funny.
Impulse by Ellen Hopkins. Book about a Rehab center, again. Different though. Depressing. Good though.
But I'm a cheerleader. It's about a gay rehabilitation. Homosexuals Anonymous. Haha. Very cute movie.
2:37. Leaves you feeling like absolute hell. You feel like shit after watching this movie. Basically, don't watch it if you're a cutter, been raped or abused in any way. It fucks with your mind. But if you're of sane mind, It's amazing.
Favorite Music
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand Hope you find out what you are; already know what I am And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again You can tell me how vile I already know that I am I'll grow old, start acting my age It'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate A crown of gold, a heart that's harder than stone And it hurts to hold on, but it's missed when it's gone
Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state You can keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds So call it quits, or get a grip You say you wanted a solution; you just wanted to be missed Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget So you can forget, you can forget
You are calm and reposed Let your beauty unfold Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones Spring keeps you ever close You are second-hand smoke You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins Holding on to yourself the best you can You are the smell before rain You are the blood in my veins
Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
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