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Created on 2008-05-30 05:01:02 (#15731613), last updated 2009-07-11
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BioMy name is Connie.
I'm not a nice person, so don't bother me if I don't know you. I hate where I live. I think Colorado is a boring state, with nothing to do, unless you have a hell of a lot of cash to burn. If you do, don't be a jerk and spend it on people who need some. Donate to charities. I do not believe everyone is inherently good at heart. I believe in Darwinism. I am an Atheist. I think it is a good thing that everyone in the world doesn't know everyone in the world; It keeps a certain amount of mystery in everyone's lives. I try not to make eye contact with anyone I think I'm not worthy of looking at. To me, that qualifies everyone. I'm not scared of people, I just rather not connect to them in any way.
I find that absolutely everything has a deeper meaning - whether it is emotional, physical, or mental. I really love nature and scenery. I loathe beyond any depth of the word anyone who thinks nature is just "another tree". I don't think anyone appriciates anything to the extent it needs to be aprriciated. I think I am a terrible friend. I keep secrets because I cherish every word anyone ever says to me. Words are what I live on and believe in, because I have no proof of anything else. I never have. It's not a big deal, because words are more important anyway. I love food. I am an overweight kid. My boobs are not proportionate to that. It may be fucking downright hilarious when you're reading this, but it's all I can think about every day. I'm nothing compared to everyone I know. I don't even understand why they lift up a telephone to call me and want to waste their time hanging out with me. Maybe it's because next to me, they look like Jesus Christ. I don't think there is a god. If there was, why would there be so much anguish in this world? Why would G.W.Bush have been re-elected to fuck up lives of muslims who believe in god more than any self-proclaimed christians do? There is no faith in humanity, except for what may be. In my mind, there is nothing to be. People have been copying everything about me from my first day of kindergarten. I don't like it at all. It is the basic reason why I can't have friends. 
I have friends, but they know exactly who they are. I always have reasons for hating people. I break things when I am mad. I believe in the word perfect. If I tell you I think you are perfect, I mean it. I think it is immature beyond belief how most people my age deal with their issues. I find beaty in everyone who believes in themselves. I love people who have confidence, but aren't cocky beyond belief. I think I know a lot of people like this. My hair is one of the only things I like about myself, and that is slowly deterierating. I love my eyes. People tell me they love them a lot, too. I have blue eyes. It might be really boring to you, but sometimes they are really pretty. I do have natural blonde hair. I hate that I look nothing but german, so I dye my hair. I hate looking boring. I hate looking like everyone else. I am mostly Irish and mostly Italian. I discard the German part of me mostly, and only for the reason of the Holocaust. If Hitler could make so many Germans believe killing an innocent race of people was the right thing to do, then I do not want to be part of that with my heretige. If I were a Jew during the Holocaust, I would have told every Nazi I could think of that I was Jewish, and to punish me for believing in what I thought was right. I think that flowers are one of the most beautiful things ever after they have been rained upon. My favorite weather is when it is dark, rainy, and gloomy outside. I have never been one to be gloomy on those days. I always want to be outside in it. I want to cheer up nature. I love walking. I used to walk everywhere, because I knew everyone where I lived. I know almost no people in this neighborhood. I hate my high-school. I hate everyone in it. That's not an understatement. My favorite subject is English. I hate journalism, but my mom wants me to be a journalist, and I want to make her proud. 
I lost someone very, very important to me last summer. He was almost my little brother. I still cry thinking about all the things he has missed out on. When I turn 18, I am going to get a tattoo for him that says RIP Erik somewhere on my body. It's the only thing I know I will never regret. I plan on doing something in his name, and dedicating it to his family. Again, if there were a god, why would that have happened? No one in his family deserved shit. It was a terrible accident. Accidents when people I know do them are shit to me. I believe they always have something behind them. I think everyone has a hidden agenda. I don't trust anyone with my life unless they prove to me that I matter. People try to prove it to me in weird ways. They never convince me. I am not pretty. I am not funny. I am not fun. It's not worth it getting to know me. If I were someone else, I would not be my friend. I love taking pictures because I want to portray a story in all of them. I love my family because they are always there for me. I wish I was as amazing as my little brother, Robbie. He is probably the most kickass 11-year-old boy in the world. I don't think marijuana is a bad drug at all. It should be legalized. The only reason the government will not legalize it is because it is too easy to grow for oneself, and the governemnt cannot profit from it. Everything is about money in America. I hate America. I want to go to Canada. They have universal health-care. Nice job, America. You're behind again. Terrorist, bomb, airplane. I am on the terrorist-watch-list. I am afraid if Barack Obama wins the presidency, I will be proud to be an American. I hope it happens. My dad is the best dad in the world. He almost died once, and I thank anyone who might be stalking everyone everyday everynight that he is still alive. I love every type of music. Music is my life. I play violin. I want to interview bands. I really want to take pictures of bands. I'm not good enough to do that. I never will be. I hope someday I will like who I am.
You didn't hurt me, nothing can hurt me, nothing can stop me now.
I'm not a nice person, so don't bother me if I don't know you. I hate where I live. I think Colorado is a boring state, with nothing to do, unless you have a hell of a lot of cash to burn. If you do, don't be a jerk and spend it on people who need some. Donate to charities. I do not believe everyone is inherently good at heart. I believe in Darwinism. I am an Atheist. I think it is a good thing that everyone in the world doesn't know everyone in the world; It keeps a certain amount of mystery in everyone's lives. I try not to make eye contact with anyone I think I'm not worthy of looking at. To me, that qualifies everyone. I'm not scared of people, I just rather not connect to them in any way.
I find that absolutely everything has a deeper meaning - whether it is emotional, physical, or mental. I really love nature and scenery. I loathe beyond any depth of the word anyone who thinks nature is just "another tree". I don't think anyone appriciates anything to the extent it needs to be aprriciated. I think I am a terrible friend. I keep secrets because I cherish every word anyone ever says to me. Words are what I live on and believe in, because I have no proof of anything else. I never have. It's not a big deal, because words are more important anyway. I love food. I am an overweight kid. My boobs are not proportionate to that. It may be fucking downright hilarious when you're reading this, but it's all I can think about every day. I'm nothing compared to everyone I know. I don't even understand why they lift up a telephone to call me and want to waste their time hanging out with me. Maybe it's because next to me, they look like Jesus Christ. I don't think there is a god. If there was, why would there be so much anguish in this world? Why would G.W.Bush have been re-elected to fuck up lives of muslims who believe in god more than any self-proclaimed christians do? There is no faith in humanity, except for what may be. In my mind, there is nothing to be. People have been copying everything about me from my first day of kindergarten. I don't like it at all. It is the basic reason why I can't have friends. I have friends, but they know exactly who they are. I always have reasons for hating people. I break things when I am mad. I believe in the word perfect. If I tell you I think you are perfect, I mean it. I think it is immature beyond belief how most people my age deal with their issues. I find beaty in everyone who believes in themselves. I love people who have confidence, but aren't cocky beyond belief. I think I know a lot of people like this. My hair is one of the only things I like about myself, and that is slowly deterierating. I love my eyes. People tell me they love them a lot, too. I have blue eyes. It might be really boring to you, but sometimes they are really pretty. I do have natural blonde hair. I hate that I look nothing but german, so I dye my hair. I hate looking boring. I hate looking like everyone else. I am mostly Irish and mostly Italian. I discard the German part of me mostly, and only for the reason of the Holocaust. If Hitler could make so many Germans believe killing an innocent race of people was the right thing to do, then I do not want to be part of that with my heretige. If I were a Jew during the Holocaust, I would have told every Nazi I could think of that I was Jewish, and to punish me for believing in what I thought was right. I think that flowers are one of the most beautiful things ever after they have been rained upon. My favorite weather is when it is dark, rainy, and gloomy outside. I have never been one to be gloomy on those days. I always want to be outside in it. I want to cheer up nature. I love walking. I used to walk everywhere, because I knew everyone where I lived. I know almost no people in this neighborhood. I hate my high-school. I hate everyone in it. That's not an understatement. My favorite subject is English. I hate journalism, but my mom wants me to be a journalist, and I want to make her proud. I lost someone very, very important to me last summer. He was almost my little brother. I still cry thinking about all the things he has missed out on. When I turn 18, I am going to get a tattoo for him that says RIP Erik somewhere on my body. It's the only thing I know I will never regret. I plan on doing something in his name, and dedicating it to his family. Again, if there were a god, why would that have happened? No one in his family deserved shit. It was a terrible accident. Accidents when people I know do them are shit to me. I believe they always have something behind them. I think everyone has a hidden agenda. I don't trust anyone with my life unless they prove to me that I matter. People try to prove it to me in weird ways. They never convince me. I am not pretty. I am not funny. I am not fun. It's not worth it getting to know me. If I were someone else, I would not be my friend. I love taking pictures because I want to portray a story in all of them. I love my family because they are always there for me. I wish I was as amazing as my little brother, Robbie. He is probably the most kickass 11-year-old boy in the world. I don't think marijuana is a bad drug at all. It should be legalized. The only reason the government will not legalize it is because it is too easy to grow for oneself, and the governemnt cannot profit from it. Everything is about money in America. I hate America. I want to go to Canada. They have universal health-care. Nice job, America. You're behind again. Terrorist, bomb, airplane. I am on the terrorist-watch-list. I am afraid if Barack Obama wins the presidency, I will be proud to be an American. I hope it happens. My dad is the best dad in the world. He almost died once, and I thank anyone who might be stalking everyone everyday everynight that he is still alive. I love every type of music. Music is my life. I play violin. I want to interview bands. I really want to take pictures of bands. I'm not good enough to do that. I never will be. I hope someday I will like who I am.Oh yeah, and one of these days, I will become who I am trying to be and you will stop pretending to be me.
You didn't hurt me, nothing can hurt me, nothing can stop me now.
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