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LOOK AT THIS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=745qEtcUth8&search=cat
I think it is fairly useless to type a biography on this website because hardly anyone
reads them. Most people just scroll down to the pictures to see if the other person is
hot or not. Yet, who can really blame the "scrollers" when people post nothing
but little starry things with their names in the middle or pictures made out of assorted
gramatic characters. It is so sad because a few people will actually post interesting
things in their bios. Interesting would describe a number of things NOT including
colorful useless "woe is me" bullshit, lists describing your "layers",
and bands that you are obsessed with. True, some people list off a number of good bands
or singers, but most of these people have only begun to listen to these artists because
they are the "in thing"- that is just fucking sad. Think on your own people...
come on... you can do it.
Moving on past the biographies, I hate it when girls post 96 pictures of themselves in
slightly different poses. This is called egotistical and you need to get help. Granted,
you may be beautiful, but some day, that beauty will run out. Then where will you be? I
know... you will be sitting in your house (whether it be a trailer or a mansion) living a
miserable life. You will be sitting there crying because the husband who married you only
for your 96 sexy poses now realizes how shallow you truly are and has three different
girlfriends on the side. At least you can look back at your pictures and remember the
good ol' days, right?
Next subject... the poems. There are some on this website who are able to produce good
poems, but they are very few and far between. The others just seem to like to rip off
their fellow pureravers and a variety of singers, bands, or other poetic persona. If you
are going to attempt poetry, please let it come from your heart, not from the inside of
someone else's cd cover. You may not enjoy my poems, but at least they are my own and
come from my own feelings.
Then we can talk about the young ones on this site who dabble on the edge of child
pornography, but I believe many other people have lectured on this subject enough as is.
If you feel the need to strip down and photograph yourself, please... don't. The only
people who comment and say "damn you're hot" are the skeevy masterbaters who
live in their mother's basement till they are 35. Save yourself the raping and put some
clothes on.
Wow, am I in a bitchy sounding mood or what? I'm generally a nice person. I suppose most
of my friends say that I'm funny, optimistic, caring, and all of that other gushy stuff.
But, unless you are close to being my friend now, don't expect me to talk a whole lot to
you. I will talk to those who seem interesting, but frankly, that's just not a lot of
people on this site. If you do feel the need to strike up a conversation with me please
obey the following:
~Don't hit on me... I hate that more than anything
~Please use correct grammar... pet peeve
~Don't talk about useless crap... I can spend my time doing other things
~Don't pick fights with me... I'm easy going, non-competitive, and I really probably won't
care
~Yes, I'm from Kansas. No, not by choice... so there is no use thinking that you will
offend me by insulting Kansas
~Don't come whining to me about your life... chances are that I know somebody who has it
worse off than you, so I may not be too sympathetic
~Don't lie... that pisses me off
~Don't bitch to me about my tastes in bands, religion, style, or any other thing else that
I'm into... most likely, I believe what I believe for a reason and I've heard all about my
"bad tastes", so you probably won't persuade me at all in any other direction
Like I said before, I'm known as a "good" person, so feel free to try to strike
up a conversation, but don't be a jackass about it. Usually my attention is grabbed by
muscle cars, big trucks, funny topics, movies, music, poetry, art, etc, etc... NOT boy
bands, shoes, clothes, "woe is me" crap, big egos, and other shallow items.
Thank you and have a pleasent day. |