What is a profile?...
I'm going to assume this is the About Me. Where the HTML goes like on Myspace? Hmm.. I'll have to look it up.
Umm I don't know where to start.
Let me start with the simple... you can keep reading after if you are interested.
Okay common facts about Stephanie.
I like to go by Stephy.
I am 19 years old, almost 20.
I have a boyfriend, his name is Adam. He is my soul mate. I had a dream about him before I met him and got together with him. Our connection is cars. We have a magical connection to each other... for reasons neither of us can figure out. I believe he is my twin.. though in other ways i have come to the conclusion we may just be alot alike. Our taste is entirely the same... along with our personalities.
People always seem to get between us. Everyone
is always trying to break us up. I don't know why. :( I love him and he loves me why is that so hard for everyone to accept??
I am 6 inches taller than him :D
He's a cutie, and a sweetheart, and a giver, and I love him and admire him more than he knows... I can never express it enough.
I am a long boarder, it's what I do. I play the ps3. I own at Call of Duty. I'm the Call of Duty queen :D
Black ops.. in preference.
I have a deep love for earth. I wont kill bugs. I take it personally when people kill bugs in front of me..
I love gardening it's one of my passions. Along with softball... I will get back into it one day.
I don't trust anybody. Everyone I've ever let into my life just hurts me. Continuously. For reasons I can't figure out... More reasons why I think everyone is fake.. (non existent.. no soul) .... So.. I don't let anyone in. I have no emotional connection to anyone in my life, except for my boyfriend. I am constantly ditched and blown off... so I'm just like whatever. I'll still chill with them on the rare ass occasions they ask me to come see them. But other than that.. I don't care ha.
You can text me we can tell each other our entire life stories... but in all truth.. I'll fall asleep... wake up the next day and forget all about you. entirely because you'll hurt me.
I gave up on EVERYONE. No one was there for me when I was there for them.
I'm tired of this as well.. I'm typing in MY about me. Yet I still have this defense ego in my head telling me to delete this delete that people will think this about you, people will think that about you.
Well how about a big giant... FUCK YOU ????
This is MY about me. I have every right to type WHAT EVER THE FUCK I WANT IN IT!!
So if you have a problem with it!! GO READ SOMEONE ELSES!! Then again you may just be someone who likes to read peoples about mes just to make fun of them. Well.. That's okay :) I understand the immaturity in that hereby i forgive you for helping me feel better about myself because I'm the bigger person.
I usually don't speak about myself willingly when people know what I look like, my name, where I live and what not . But oh well! I'll do it. Think what you want judge me as you wish... because all though I fear judgement, hereby unable to openly express who I am... I really don't care what you think about me. It may just be the fact that I am empathic and can sense it. Is that it? I don't know.. I'm schizophrenic... you can say. If you'd like. Though I don't believe I am. I am seriously convinced of what the voices in my head tell me this world is...
It sounds rather simple to me in all truths.. like why would you wanna hear something so stupid like that?? It's what I experience everyday.. I have premonitions like crazy. Things I could never explain to anyone how it happens. Basically.. in some form.. I see something happen before it does. Within that day.. or the day after.. as for long term... I don't know.. I have to take note of these premonitions to recall. I still have yet to recognize whether or not the future can be read. Though I have had once a crazy scary prophetic dream... which I feel uncomfortable revealing to you for it is personal... etc... but it took place about 20 years in the future..
I hate telling people about myself... I feel crazy, nuts.. Everyone strays from me. It confuses me. The thing is it is so illogical i am certain the universe has set it out for me to have to live this world entirely alone. No one can ever be there for me... and I mean no one.
It's so very highly illogical.
Umm I've seen a few ghosts. Ouija boards work for me everytime. If you were to sit beside me and I took my hand off the pointer thingy majig... I promise you this.. it would work. I don't know why... I don't even believe in ghosts. Yet I see them. all the time. None have ever approached me... What are these things talking to me in my head??
This is the most I have revealed about myself in so long, for there is one voice in my head who convinced me for the longest time I had to keep everything a secret.
Well I'm rebelling now. I don't believe them anymore that they say I will be punished. That since I know... I will be punished.
Here's the deal... Well.. I am a psychic. I can read minds. I can move objects (still practicing that...)... I know alot about magic. I can manipulate energy as well.. yet I am afraid to right now so representing the rune "Isa" I am, and have been for some time, at a stand still.
I have a lot of knowledge about energy and how it works. I don't know.. maybe this website was my sign how to get this information out there?
For this is the first time I've had most my energy encouraging me to open up...
Maybe I have enough of my own barrier to do so??
So those people who message me and tell me how crazy I am and shit... yeah those people can't effect me anymore. heres the deal yo.
I KNOW i'm crazy. and I wouldn't trade my imaginary friends for the world.
Let me think up a story... and you tell me how often this happens to you... So I was with my boyfriend... we were gunna get some mice for my snake. I'm like I wonder what time this pet store closes?? Right as i was dialing the number, one of my imaginary friends tells me "8:00"... I called them. They said 8. My boyfriend said he heard the same thing.
Yeah guess what else?? We talk to each other... in our heads. weird... right?... ....
Yeah.. these friends in my head (the good ones) are a lot better friend than any of you ever have been to me. It tells me I'm pretty.. how good I am at singing. It helps me out with life.. It gives me answers to my own questions. You know something else? These answers are never wrong.. If I sat down.. in a meditative position with my eyes closed.. and focused. I could gather all the info on your personality (more than if I wasn't concentrating). I could read your memories as well.
I don't NEED to meditate while I do this... but I do need to to gather deep information on you. Other wise... I take glances at people all the time. When I first meet someone I constantly glance. What'd they think about when I told them this? Or I glance at the kind of person they are. (By glancing,I mean to say put my mind in theres...i receive the information rather quickly.)
For the longest time.. I was scared though. that everyone could read MY mind. So I locked myself up in my house.. and still am very paranoid about being around other people. The racing thoughts in my head are so intense.. I'm like trying to not think. So because of the type of anxiety that i posses... my thoughts are getting worse... revealing every bad thing i've ever done out loud in my head afraid that person is reading all of it... you know why? because they respond to it. through body language. Every fucking time. It's really fucking WEIRD!
Especially because they respond to my thoughts. Then people sit there having conversations with eachother making fun of me. Emplying it. Visitors?? Who are these people?? There's no doubt about this information in my mind, to the point my personality has split in two for i cannot believe in these things for it's too crazy and scary and I don't know what to do anymore. A bullet through my head would be pleasant!!
I feel energy. I feel heat on my feet. I feel my body rock back and forth.
I can picture me pushing the wind and the wind blows... This shit is real. Not a single person in this world believes me... okay maybe like... 3. lol :)
Alls I can say is... you know that magic feeling you feel in your heart when you're around someone you love?? That burning sensation... the butterflies??
A little hint to you... that is magic....
So the next time you say I'm crazy... you better tell yourself that you are too... because if I'm crazy... then love isn't real.
Longboarding, My boyfriend, Black, Energy, Reading minds, Snakes, Death
Whores, Most of you
Silverstein, Escape the fate, The Used, Bayside, Eminem, Senses Fail,