About Me

Well, what is there to say about me? Not much, really. I'm not half as interesting as my beloved. But I guess there is a bit to me, so I might as well say something. I suppose I could list off things about myself the way I did for Richard. Would that get old after a while? ("Yes!!" everyone echoes, and we realise once again that the webmistress is a dumbass.) Well, here goes...

I'm an artist and a writer, best at drawing, poetry, and short stories. On a much smaller scale, I'm a webmistress. I've gotten semi-ok-ish using tables and frames, but I still think like a newbie, really. I'm very, very hopelessly romantic. Rich says I'm cute. He lies! I'm very into the whole Goth lifestyle. Gothdom is not a religion, and it does not mean you worship the devil. I also like Paganism. That is a religion, and no, they don't worship the devil, either. They believe in evil in one's heart, not in the personification of a goat man. I like chubby redhead chicks. Yes, I'm bi. I want to be a gradeschool teacher someday. I have a very maternal nature, and I want to help our future grow. I have a very spiritual side. I prefer Coke. I despise pepsi. I was born in Seattle, Washington at around noon on July 25th, 1982, weighing 7lb; the same weight as my pomeranian is now. Living in a tiny apartment with my parents, I grew up breathing marijuana smoke, which made me act pretty funny. When my dad got into harder drugs, (to be quite specific, heroin), and my parents started fighting, my mother running out of the house for weeks for alcohol and adultery, my little baby life turned even more upside down than it already was. This wasn't really at all dramatic. I was only about 6 years old; I was scared, lonely, and I didn't really have any clue what was going on. I get no thrills recalling it. Out of all this chaos, sometime before I can remember...I "remembered" something that most little children don't remember. It helped me through some of the roughest years of my childhood, and still helps me today. It has a firm place in my beliefs. Though I kept getting older and more jaded, I always had a glimmer of hope. I always had my last thread of faith, and one day, it payed off in the form of a soulmate I'll never lose. I still have problems, of course. Nothing makes all your problems go away. But love does make it all a lot easer to deal with.