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Latest Journal Entry: profile Criedts September 11, 2009, 01:25pm
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♣ Well, My name is Samantha. I prefer to be called Sam or Sammie. I'm a pretty laid back person, so don't worry I won't bite you. If you want to talk to me, so be it. ^^ I love to write and read. I also really like art and digital animation...Seriously? I don't know what you want to know. I could ramble on about the stupidest things that are important to me, but I don't think that'll do me much justice as far as the picture you paint of my personality. I'm a crazy girl in all honesty. I do weird things that make people wonder if I'm all the way there. I'll fascinate over a few beads for hours, twisting them examining their color. I'll observe everything playing out before me but make no conclusions. An out of place object will drive me insane until it's put back in place... I collect junk for no reason, from all over the place. I like nothing in particular but love everything in particular. How do I summarize that? I don't. ♣ I am bisexual. ♣ I am not freak. ♣ I am fifteen. ♣ I live in California. ♣ I have siblings. ♣ My parents are separated. ♣ My life can be pretty fucked up at times. ♣ I am a recovering cutter. ♣ I have seriously issues with some members of the opposite sex. ♣ So if you're a male looking to 'woo' me, you better be pretty amazing.
Writing, Reading and Art. Animation, Web Design and HTML. Music, Anime, and Victorian anything. Photoshop, creating AMVs, Horror movies Japanese culture & Art, anything Russian (For the motherland!) Dr Pepper because I have an addiction and I support it. Ed Hardy, MI, Cold Weather. <3 Especially the rain... Children, Animals, things from the fifties.
What Inspires Me The sound of tapping, anxious fingers, during a difficult test. A beautiful song I heard briefly, coming from my mother's room in the middle of the night. The look of a flat soda, how the water leftover from the ice floats on top on the discarded flavoring. a ripped page in my favorite magazine, that folds over causing it to look out of place from the rest of the picture on the page.
Hates Egoism, Racism, Sexism Rape, Abuse, Hatred Animal Abuse, Eating disorders, and Drugs
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