Shadowed Watcher

For me its hard NOT to lie, I'd say the ratio of lying to truth-telling is about 3:2... every two truths is three lies. I don't know why I lie so much, I imagine its some sort of self-defense mechanism, lying for the best possible answer so I don't get it wrong. Lies run through my veins as much as blood does.... sad.

If I can rope a friend in to come along with me, then sure, no sweat. I can can use the opportunity to scare the crap outta them... by myself? Sure, I can use the opportunity to scare the crap out of myself and possibly even make a mental breakthrough! You know the old saying, "As long as its not a graveyard, I'll stalk it!" ... what do you mean that's not a saying?

Posted for here for the first time in many months... so I guess I'm "happy" but mainly I feel bed. That's right, I feel bed, so I'm gonna take that feeling and get into my bed and sleep.

Shirt and shorts 100% of the time... unless I'm forced to leave the house, in that case shirt (maybe hoodie) and jeans. If I could shower clothed I would. Gah.

Sadly accurate... well not really sad but y'know.

I sing quietly to myself when I'm certain no one can here me. Sometimes I'll be humming though and I'll get caught cause "the heck is that noise?" comes up... heh.

I have so many made-up words that I can't keep track of any of them, yet when the situation calls for it I can use them flawlessly. Many words though are mashups between multiple words and I use them daily.

I'm not afraid of the dark, no. I prefer to be in a small enclosed room though when I'm alone, either in darkness (preferably) or with the light on (only if I have to)... Windows and doors make me anxious. Closets too, I guess, I hate a room with closets it just makes me feel so horrible inside. The only real "fear" I have is in regards to my sleeping position- I have to, no matter what, have my feet completely enclosed in the blanket (either sheet, comforter, or both) because my whole life my feet have been too near the edge of the bed, and the past like 6 years or more my feet slightly hang of the end of the bed. Even if the rest of me isn't covered, my feet have to be wrapped because they hang off the bed. I guess I'm afraid of the monster under the bed, hah.

Sure, why not. Its the most egotistical thing I can think of, and that sounds right up my alley. Heh. Plus the only person I could even somewhat deal with is myself. Emphasis on the "somewhat".

I'm feeling hungry. But not for food, in the literal sense. I'm hungry for fandoms. Hungry for shipping,,, romance, y'know. I'm hungry for imaginary romance. So yeah no idea why I stopped here, maybe its because I've been stopping here nightly or something. Yeah, that's probably it. Annnnnyyyyywaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays... I'm gonna go eat some more romance. OTP Thrusters, prepare for take-off! 3...2...1... okay that's just stupid. I'm really just embarrassing myself at this point by still typing, yet here I am, still typing. I gotta end this before I make myself sound even weirder. ~_~

I want to have a daughter, but I sense no future where I have any children. Its my dream to have my heart pulled out and ripped into tiny little confetti shreds by my own flesh and blood before I leave this earth... what better way than to have a daughter?... hah.... But really I would like to have a daughter... but I don't think I'll have children. It might not even be medically wise for me to have children were I ever to try, due to medications I've taken in the past. Not to mention I'm socially inept with no hopes to go find someone who would want to put up with me.

Wait for them to turn at least... and then whether they had wanted me to our not blow their f'ing zombie brains out. *small voice in head* "See? This is why you don't have friends."

If there was a camera filming me, I'd look at it dead on and with the calmest, yet sharpest tongue speak the word "no". That would be great. But no. No. hah.

Absolutely 100% yes... even if its just me and another person I'll still hang back. But if there's at least 4 others and you're quiet, you can sneak away easy enough... if that doesn't work you lie and say your going downstairs for something and you just leave and go home! Hey, I've done it before. With only 2 other people its way tougher though... can't sneak away from them easily enough. uhhhh bluh?

Eyes. They're so awesome. (So awesome that I would prefer to live without them, HAH!) But yeah, eyes are so kewl.

If its like a sudden burst of pain or something... I'll yelp, growl, hiss, like a cat/dog lol. If its like sustained pain that's like... still going on I'll kinda just grovel and curse under my breath. Not normal cursing though-my own special brand. Its totally child friendly cursing.

Pretty giddy. Feels nice... its certainly a good change of pace from the daily fuckitall. Heheheh...

Well I'd like to dye my hair (and beard area, however the f*** that works) pure white. Like a snow white... Although doing that I'd need to redo some piercings... good thing I got the needles now! But uhh... white white white hair. Just a nice blank white. Glorious.

*sigh* ... I choose A. I'm not a hero... and I never was. Nor will I ever be. Besides... I can't risk going out a hero... all for a lie y'know? I'll save my heroics for later... in the mean time let the empires crumble... bluh.

Probably a super out-going ditzy lil' asshole with an AWESOME taste in clothing/piercings... So pretty much the exact same as me, only out-going and with correct female anatomy! We're narcissists aren't we..? Yep. Heh, Team K for the win. That's what we'll call ourselves, Team K. Ultragenetictechnicallythesameperson power-couple mode activate! Heh.... narcissism for days...

Are you in one? Ehhh no... can't say that I am. Do you want one? Err... tough question... I'd have to go with... yeah? though. Might help with my constant stab-ups of emotional crises. As long as its not a "physical relationship"... purely emotional/mindwise plz -_- How do you feel around other couples? Umm... I don't really like being around... anyone... but in high school when a friend was in a relationship I just sat there, gagging to myself and hopping on the earliest train out of reality-ville. So uhh, I kinda just phase out and go into my own little world and ignore them. Like really, REALLY ignore them. How many have you had? Umm while I'd stand by my count of "technically zero"... it would actually be two, the first lasting one day before I got her friend to break up with her for me (biggest fucking mistake in the past decade for me...) and the second was... well it was kind of just a status thing... boyfriend/girlfriend... just a silly little title situation. Both of these were in high school, when I was still a naive little worm-child who couldn't see past his own corneas. Bluh... fuckitall.

That I think Terezi is kewl. *lick*