wow.. update much? haha. i remember when xanga was considered "life"...and you weren't "cool" unless you had one.. myspace has taken over, and i don't see it becoming less popular in the near future.

add me though

www.myspace.com/abortionstickle

yeah.

ok so enought of that.

also my new AIM sn is-- beautyinthescene.

nice for the update, i'm leaving xanga for myspace. bye.

but i'm going to leave the "all about me" crap at the bottom, because A.) i don't feel like going through all of it and erasing it.... and B.) i don't feel like going through all of it and erasing it... hmkay?!

 ok so as i promised...

Maybe you'll get to know me better and who knows what else..

First of all..

i love candy; mainly gummys
i love to swim
i'm a complete and utter gamer. computer, xbox, gamecube and of course, the lovely ps2.
my favorite book is A Stroke Of Midnight.
i'll doodle on anything-- like my math desk.
i love taking pictures.
my favorite animals, are Tigers. in which i own two..stuffed.
i sometimes wonder if someone will ever love me as much as my cat does.
i suck at relationships - by the way.
i'm a terriable driver
i can whistle really loud
i'm a blunt person
i tend to grow on you; kinda like bread mold.
i was born in the wrong time period.
i would have fit in better in some ancient castle, or a roman bazar.
i hate chocolate
i love thunder and storms 
i say the word onion weird
i'm completely obvious; example:
when a girl gets stabbed in a movie
"OH MY GOD THAT GIRL JUST GOT STABBED!"
i say like way to much
i talk too much
i won't ever be the skinnest girl.
or the prettiest; but i'm content
i love ddr
i'm hoping to be someone who deals with music one day
i get along with my mom more than my dad
i play a lot of different sports.
i cried during the book to kill a mockingbird;
when i orignally thought the title of the book was Tequila Mockingbird
i get sick from fast food sometimes.
i can't eat pizza without taking the crust off first.

Second of all:

i'm not skinny. and i really don't care. i don't beleive starving yourself, makes you anymore attractive.
i'm into photography, simple as that. and of course, there are more attractive girls, that should be top rated, but you're stuck with me. i'm it. deal with it.
go on, bash me all you want. because after you're done with your grandiloquent speel about how i should just go slit my wrists, i'm still here.
what? do you still have a problem with me? think of something better to insult me on right? right. my looks? go on! my personality? even better! let me think about it... do i care? 1+3... 6/3.... no, not really.  

Third of all:

You're more punk, hardcore, mod, straightedge, emo, indie than me. Your hair is cooler, your pants are tighter, you have more tattoos. You have cooler pins on your messanger bag and your favorite band is more obscure than mine. Your shoes are more vintage and so is your t-shirt. You own more black clothes than me. I don't even own a denim jacket. Your glasses are thicker and blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. You know more people in bands and your black jelly bracelets are the envy of scensters everywhere. Your photography is blacker and whiter, your Madradhair profile is wittier, and you have much better soul records. Your tie is whiter, or redder, or blacker. Your scene points are double, perhaps triple, mine. Because as we all know, that's what really matters. In a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win and I lose.

Fourth of all:

Much like school, some people are just envious of other people on here.

amen to that. we're rocking it up in here, doll. ?

and acting like you know what i beleive, really makes you rad. "the thing is...she does think shes perfect" have i stated that? have i made any notion towards that idea? what? oh man, you're smooth. you know why I don't have much of a profile? Because when I actually write down my thoughts, they get critizied more than your face.

give me a 1; just guess what. a one won't push me off ; it just gives me one more point.
you're smart ;x

Fifth of all:

i’m the perfect example of imperfections. i know who i am, and how i want to be, and i’m not scared to show it. i try so hard, to be the best person i can be. i’m a simple girl, with complex thoughts and the ability to love, and be loved by someone. i’m a hopeless romantic. i love being around people, friends and family. i’m caty at times -- but that’s simply because i’m a girl. “i love every person for who they are; every speck of beauty in each and every flaw.” i’m a complete paradox of ideas. i’m utterly aggravated when the male gender seems to beleive they can do things better than girls. it’s not about gender. it’s about humanity. damsels in distress make me want to change speices. i’m not depressed. i’m not depressed. i’m simply happy with my life. nothing will change that.

I like shallow people with deep thoughts and deep people with shallow thoughts. I live to love and I love to dance. All the pretty boys hang out with the ugly girls and all the pretty girls hang out with the ugly boys. The ones I want will never want me, just as the ones they want will never want them. I am ahead and behind my time. I enjoy perplexed conversation. Photoshop is a sin. I like honest people, and hold extreme distaste for people who play games with other peoples emotions/minds. You are nothing, just another person that I will never meet; browsing this shitty website looking into the lives/personalities of random people. When my friends read this they'll ask me why my profile changed, they'll ask me if I'm ok. I'll say yes as I always do. And we'll carry on with our conversation. I love to travel to unique places, come to think of it I pretty much like anything unique though most things in that case are an acquired taste;