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And all I need now is intellectual intercourse.

A soul to dig the hole much deeper..

Created on 2005-07-23 16:16:48 (#7816522), last updated 2006-01-06

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Name:	Akhet
Birthdate:	04-14
Location:	Hopatcong, New Jersey, United States

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I saw that [he] was a genius of suffering and that in the meaning of many sayings of Nietzsche he had created within himself with positive genius a boundless and frightening capacity for pain. I saw at the same time that the root of his pessimism was not world-contempt but self-contempt; for however mercilessly he might annihilate institutions and persons in his talk he never spared himself. It was always at himself first and foremost that he aimed the shaft, himself first and foremost who he hated and despised.

- [ Herman Hesse; Steppenwolf. ]

Name: Jaimie.

Age: 19.

Marital status: Single.

Type: "Chameleon Anomaly" in life, therefore.. INTJ, predominately, sometimes slipping into a minor INFP phase; enneagram five, four when vulnerable/in company.

Religion: Gnostic.

Afflictions: PTSD, along with a misdiagnoses of Bipolar [II], and -mild- OC as far as make-up is concerned. Severe, severe PMS. Tipulophobia. Inconveniently mutable personality characteristics, with rarely kept "base traits." Thoroughly apathetic & burning to the core in spite of it, I'm easily brought to a boil.

Vices: Black eyeliner, the gym, journaling, chocolate, shows capable of being vicariously lived through [Roswell, Dawson's Creek, Buffy.. ], vanilla chai, diet green tea, painting, spending Ryan's money, & the quest to find "the perfect lyric/icon/bag/pair of jeans/shoes/hoodie, et cetera."

Expertise: Oil painting, photography, imagery-based writing, & intelligent quips [ Aha? ].. No. =]

Preferences: Spring, solitude, introverted thinking, reading, black, Vanilla Coke, cats, rodents, "soft" music, sarcasm, & pessimism.

Just a lil' tid-bit left over.. My manic-depression runs my life [ Or rather, since concluding misdiagnosis, "My manic-depression-esque hormonal mood swings run my life." ] when I'm not beating
it them into submission with excessive
~~therapy~~ Midol. Philosophy, psychology, writing.. that's my forte. However, I've -never- been considered an "advice column," regardless of what knowledge I've obtained. What with dabbling in extreme apathy, conflicts I'm met with range no higher than something straight off a movie reel. With the exception of my medicated days [ I hardly consider that girl to be anything remotely similar to who I am, she lacking the vital qualities that make me me. ], people irritate the living fuck out of me. I avoid them at all costs, & the friends I pick up here and there, I cycle through. I've had one good friend who I drifted away from upon entering into HS; it took it happening once to get the picture. What few do unknowingly come my way have been known to comment on how my reputation serves me wrong. It makes me giggle. However, once again, I stand concretely on the platform of myself, finding it incredibly easy to dissociate & put as much space inbetween as possible.

In the end, you will not have even existed to my body, but only to this mind.

- All my pictures face one way. .. It happens everytime. Hm, anyway: Boys? Rob broke my heart, Ryan currently toys with it [ I allowing him said privileges to do so, through means of "dumbing myself up," and obvious submission to his male status. ] .. I'm happy to say so. n.n; Something I've noticed about those I come into contact are they fall into letter categories. I fall in love with R's, become involved with S', T's, & D's, am friends with A's & J's, hate C's (passionately), have always ended on a bad note with M's.. I date in duos, also. Rob-Rob, Sean-Shawn, Mike-Mike, Nick-Nick, John-Jon; you get the picture.

- I do not do pink, I do not "understand," I do not compromise. In fact, if given the choice between compromise & being mutilated with a buzz saw? Yeah. I'm really -that- stubborn. People my age are another species all together. Their priorities are as distant from mine as another planet. I hate long, hard, & with immense passion (when pushed to it). What they say is true.. y'know, about keeping your friends close, enemies closer? ~~Except, I've forfeited "friends" for the dedicated 24-hour surveillance of my enemies, which suits me just fine.~~ I wouldn't hestitate on blowing a hole through the head of said player in this "hate-charade." Not a fucking second.

- So, I have bad circulation. Thusly.. "Cold hands; warm heart?"

- I have what I guess could only be described as a -serious- hang-up with nurturing? In my lifespan, with their deaths evenly spaced over those eighteen years, so don't think I can't manage keeping weeds alive, I've accumulated six lizards [RIP], four frogs [RIP], four birds [RIP], three cats [RIP x 2], & a cornucopia of rodents.. ~~Two mice~~, roborovski hamster [RIP], chinchilla, & rabbit. The latest additions being a set of Ferrets. I luffz them.

- Book wise, I sport a small obsession with Stephen King. For his smashing looks, obviously. oO; ..And a -major- obsession with White Oleander. We're bordering red with reading & rereading said book over 30 times. Too much time on my hands, perhaps. The Fountainhead is dramatically climbing the charts -- giving W.O. a run for it's money.

- I'm a Theology buff, dabbling in Astral Projection, Chakras, Out of Body, NDE's & the like.

- You'll definitely find my latest interests lie in the research of Ayn Rand's Objective Philosophy.

- I'm enrolled in college earlier than expected, majoring in Journalism & hoping to God for a lifetime of traveling journalism.

Edit: Do not post your fucking promos in my journal. I will promptly make fun of said community, you, & your mother. Don't toy with me.

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Just remember I will always love you,
Even as I tear your fucking throat away.
But it will end no other way,
It will end no other way.

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