Member since: January 22, 2008 Last logged in: September 04, 2015, 02:05am
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Recently I've been receiving a lot of hateful messages regarding my lack of intelligence from individuals who have (ready) never spoken to me before. I've been accused of being rude, soulless, ignorant, and a poor example of a woman. I have also been told that I'm going to die alone, shriveled up with no one who values me because my beauty is bound to fade. That I should turn my life around immediately to save the damnation of my soul! Good heavens people. Please, don't hold back on how you really feel.
Now this is odd to me because I don't believe I've ever messaged someone and assumed my rightful place as advocate of God such as the majority of you. I have my rude moments and of course sometimes I find myself holding the fridge door ajar and wondering what the hell I needed which may serve to justify stupidity. To be soulless is a bit extreme as I don't think you can detach from those until you die and yes! you are correct; I will most certainly die alone. Unless of course I were to be included in a murdering spree where several people died then that would mean I died with others. Aka. Not alone.
I find it extremely off putting that my appearance warrants these results, when I wake up in the morning I don't think "Gracious wonder, I look marvelous enough for insults today!" - Please be advised that I (like most) enjoy engaging conversation and if I didn't respond to your "hy bb, skyp?;)" attempt at communication then it was probably because I assumed you needed me to buy vowels in order to continue. This isn't rude or vain or even out of the ordinary; I receive many messages and quite honestly I don't feel like answering all of them, how will I ever have a decent conversation if I answer everyone. So no, I am not lacking in intelligence or a love for humanity (maybe a little) I just choose quality over quantity. It's also not hard when I click on your profile and your likes state: Boobs, sex, boobie sex & sexy boobs. Yes, I am pretty, I value myself enough to admit this without feeling vain and egotistical; but please don't assume that this obviously means that I left my brain in a basket to sell in exchange.
I enjoy most substance abuse (in moderation, I'm old now) Cats, books, writing, work, and many forms of creating art. I obviously enjoy many other things, like mangos and the fall but then what would we talk about if I listed everything now. Oh, and I have several cults which I'm a part of, all are lovely and some of them have since died entirely but I keep the banners up in hopes that my friends will stumble upon them and know we were once in the same place at the same time and it was marvelous.
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