No one would really know your name. You would be called by what you do. For example, if you burn your victims to death all the time, you would be known as The Arsonist, or if you knife them, you would be known as The Slasher. You would be the mysterious killer who strikes at sporadic times, and would be very difficult to catch. You might dress up and mask yourself when you perform your horrible killings. Your identity would really be a mystery. Obviously you would be wanted all over the place, and authorities would desperately try to capture you. Even if you were caught, you would not say much. The public would greatly fear you because you could just strike unexpectedly.
Bart Simpson is misunderstood. Wrongly pegged as an underachiever and troublemaker,Bart would like to remind the world of some of his decent qualities: He looks out for his sister, Lisa; he's befriended outcasts and misfits like Milhouse Van Houten and Ralph Wiggum; he's injected romance into the life of his teacher, Edna Krabappel; and he brought down an illegal French winery during his brief semester abroad.
Are you a Bart or a Milhouse? Your soul is bound to the Rose Petals: The Wronged.
"'ve come undone and all hopes of mending me are gone because the pain took my soul. Can't you see? The only one who can put me back together again is me."
The Rose Petals are associated with sorrow, reflection, and wisdom. They are governed by the goddess Persephone and their sign is The Teardrop, or Broken Love.
What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To? Your element is Water. You are a deep person and a good communicator. Incredibly loving and loyal when your trust is gained and you are fairly mature.Myterious to the utmost water is in everything. One can be an Ocean or a river but nobody truly knows you.
What's your element You represent... anger.
Mad at the world, eh? You have a tendency to... freak out easily. Overly emotional about everything, you're most prone to bouts of cruelty and moodiness. Other people may be afraid of the fact that you explode so easily, but at least you're honest... even if you're honest about not liking anything.
You are naturally born with a gift, whether it be poetry, writing or song. You love beauty and creativity, and usually are highly intelligent. Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yet also bold since you hold firm in your beliefs.
I am such an asocial person. Instead of hanging out upstairs playing Mario Party 4... i am lurking down here in my computer room playing on the computer. I'd rather be in the company of electrons.. than people... go figure
I feel positively depressed today. I fell like I'm just one little step from a massive explosion. Anything good i try to doi... is overshadowed by some massive fuck up.... and i hate it... I must say though.... that one biological lifeform in my life still loves me. She loves me through anything and everything. My pit bull. Lucy doesn't care if i forgot to buy tampons at the store... or if i break her favorite water bowl.... As long as i pet her and feed herand take her for walks.. she doesn't care what i do... and she loves me through all of it.... no matter what. i wish we were all dogs.... at least in the unconditional love aspect...*sigh*
OK... for some reason.. My head must have come loose and my brain leaked out... Damn installation technicians. Do they not KNOW that you have to screw the heads on tight??? Do they??? The reason i say this is because i agreed to keep the most annoying child on the planet overnight. This not DAYS after my insane rounds with A Two Year Old Insomniac on A CandyCane High. *insert weird transitional effect here*
My brother in law came over to get the 10 sided dice i told him he could use for his Munchkin game. He brought my niece... I gave him my dice in a baby food jar... They went to leave... she threw a fit and wanted to stay with me.. so i said.. ok... then my sweet darling husband and corruptor of small children and animals... gave her a candycane 20 minutes before bed. I was not happy... she was still up... and i wanted to sleep... Long story short... we were up till midnight. I finally put her in bed.. told her to sleep.. NOW... then went to bed myself. Damn that candycane crook.... i shoulda made HIM stay up all night with her... *weird transitional effect* So now.. here i am.. with Angela ( who is pretty well normal) and her pain in the well padded ass sister... Christina... Mom needed a break.. so i agreed to take not only Angela.. but Christina as well.... I'm on the edge... a rubber room candidate for sure....... most of my hair has been abruptly and rudely yanked from it's roots by a slightly overstressed me..... I think in mostly two syllable phrases punctuated with moments of clear thinking like this one..... and all i can think is.... I want my mommy... i want their mommy.... ARRRRRGH!!!!!!
I HATE the holidays./.. they're up there all cheerful decorating the fucking christmas tree and i still feel like sitting here being bitchy. I don't want to go help. I don't want to be bothered... i want to be left alone. Whomever it was that said misery loves compnay.. obvioudsly never met me....
You..are definitely not a smile.In fact,if i asked you to smile you'd probably punch me in the face.You're angry and bitter about something,but no one knows what because you get violent when people ask questions.Sheesh.
i havbe the flu.... that evil flu.. the one that's killing people... good thing i am generally pretty physically healthy... other wise i might be ion deep shit.... i'm ok for now though... and i will continute to be stubborn ( at least until my doctor's appointment on Monday)
I must be crazy...... abso-fuckin-lutely nuts!!!!!!I took my 2 year old niece overnight..... she kept me up till midnight and now i am exhausted... i love the lil shithead though|!!!!
Sitting here listening to Tatu.... kinda softy and girlish... but i cna really feel this song... Not Gonna Get Us. These HVAC guys are still here doing the hot water heater.... this is taking forever... and all i want is to be left in peace.. with my dogs and my beanbag and the fleece blanket Julie let me have. I wanna sleep all day... apparently all night wasn't good enough....
I have been watching you very closely to see if you have been good this year and since you have I will be telling my elves to make some goodies for me to leave under your tree at Christmas. I was going to bring you all gifts from the 12 days of Christmas, but we had a little problem. The 12 fiddler fiddling have all come down with VD from fiddling with the 10 ladies dancing, the 11 lords leaping have knocked up the 8 maids-a-milking, and the 9 pipers piping have been arrested for doing weird things to the 7 swans-a-swimming. The 6 geese-a-laying, 4 calling birds, 3 french hens, 2 turtle doves and the partridge-in-a-pear tree have me up to my sled runners in bird shit. On top of all this, Mrs Claus is going through menopause, 8 of my reindeer are in heat, the elves have joined the gay liberation and some people who can't read a calendar have scheduled Christmas for the 5th of January. Maybe next year I will be able to get my shit together and bring you the things you want. This year I suggest you get your asses down to WalMart before everything is gone.
I went to bed at 8 o'clock..... i got up at 530.... so why in nine pink sissy hells am i still tired.... i shouldn't be... i slept all freaking night..... i am SOOOO frustrated.... i really really am.... I do the things i am supposed to ( take my meds etc)... btu still i am waking up as tired as i was when i went to bed.....[i][b] this really really really really SUCKS!!!!![/b][/i]
I am tired of fighting everything... the need to use drugs... the need to cry.. the inability to get my ass outta bed and be happy..... so i say this... FUCK IT!! I give up... it's apparently not meant to be... and i'm not sure i care anymore.... I'm doomed to be miserable...oh well... if someone up there wants me to be happy.... then i will be... and it shall be so... otherwise.. i am going to attempt to be content with what i have.,,, if i am meant to be sad.. so be it... if not.. i wish someone would hurry up and plop some divine happiness in my lap.....
You are a Deconstructionist Weirdo. Although ostensibly originating with Derrida, the theories of your particular school have long since passed beyond intellegibillity; half the time you don't even understand what you're saying anymore. That's okay, though. You're a lot more fun to party with than a bunch of stodgy new historicists.
We got our new furnace yesterday... it's really nice.. and quite efficient... keeps me roasty toasty warm.... I REFUSE to get a flu shot....... i always get sick when i do and i'm not taking chances... besides... needles are evil.... I should know... i'm a recovering drug addict..... anyhow.. this is enough insane rambling for me.... seeya
I am sitting here thinking about my life.. and all the things i haven't accomplished. I'm a loner. I don't have friends.... i don't go out much... and there are a lot of things i really really want to learn how to do.... like be happy.... that's kind of general.. but i really wish i could wake up one morning.. bounce outta bed.. and be one of those cheerful morning people... I guess my fears hold me back... I'm not exactly chickenshit or nothing... i just don't take unnecessary risks anymore.... i DO get pissed off sometimes.. and i DO blow my stack.... and i have even been known to get violent... though not very often... and so far... i've never lost or backed down. It's only a temporary thing.... i'm sure.... *sigh... enough pondering from me for now..... more later... i'm sure
Someone told me yesterday... that i have a very brutal sense of humor... Is that possible??? I mean... i can be a bitch..... and I guess i CAN be a little harsh at the expense of others... but that is why people like me....I don't pull punches... i call it like i see it. I'm not one much for social skills anyhow..... I prefer solitude and i don't much care for all the niceties... especially not during the holiday season....*sighs*
Why does time always drag it's ass when you want it to go fast... i can't wait for sleep... i could take a nap... but then i'd be in the same boat tomorrow at this time...*sigh* Oh well... shit happens i guess.....
[i][b]I AM FRUSTRATED!!!!!!!! I AM TIRED!!!!!!!!! THE WHOLE PLANET SUCKS...[/b][/i] Ok.... now that i've gotten that out of my system... i think i feel better... i am just SO tired... i am SO ready for a nap!!!! The kids are driving me nut... well. Christina is.. Angela isn't... SHOOT ME NOW!!!! :evil: :evil: :evil: :twisted: :evil: :evil: :evil:
Christmas Carols for the Psychiatrically Challenged
Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Queens Disoriented Are
Dementia --- I Think I'll Be Home For Christmas
Narcissistic --- Hark The Herald Angels Sing About Me
Manic --- Deck The Halls And Walls and House and Lawn And Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Busses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants and...
Paranoid --- Santa Claus Is Coming To Get Me
Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts Of Roasting On An Open Fire
Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll Tell You Why
Deepest feeling unlike any other building and growing stronger unsure how deep they go what i feel, shallow no longer you brought the truth to beauty starved eyes i love you more each day than either of us realize you captured me my body and heart i'd tell you all this but where do i start you mean more to me than just money or things you gave me back my life and you gave this soul wings
I find myself wandering In my head, alone But somewhere out there I know someone waits… Someone who loves me And cares for me So as I traverse the road Through thoughts in my head I know I am not alone In the blue today… I know I can be free Of the darkness within me And grow to be strong So my blue today Can be a bright tomorrow…
Another day i live with Two people in my soul the good me and the bad me alone, neither is whole The good me loves to love you the bad me burns with rage the good me is so happy the bad me trapped inside a cage The goodness deep with in me wants to be your friend the darkness held inside my soul just wants it all to end I don't know where the balance lies between the two within but some where some time some day this journey must begin
I seek the luscious warmth and vitality Of life so fragile yet beautiful But reaching out… I find only cold darkness The sunlight I so desperately crave Is nowhere to be found Lost in this void Trapped between bliss and agony In this unlife…. Merest existence I live and breathe this nothingness the hollow shell of what i want to But cannot ever be… All I ever want but cannot have I am sure I will never be All that he wants of me But still in this time I have left On the late great planet earth I will go on…. Muddling through whatever comes my way And pray to the gods That it all works out somehow
Today is the day of the big ChrisMess Party... i am SOOOO not thrilled......
