| Harmony Siphon; Animorph | |
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| HehePenis | Jul 15 2010, 07:57 PM Post #1 |
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Harmany Siphon![]() "Men have called me a man-hater, a feminazi, frigid, a bitch... but in my mind it always translates as "You don't need me to validate your existence, and that scares me." i'm siphon, harmony siphon. life as we know it is a bitch, and so i've never seen it any other way, makes it so much easier believe me - you should try it. bitch..reminds me, bitches... i'm guessing there's plenty in these walls, huh? i can safely say without doubt, i wont be up in their numbers. i despise arrogance, ignorance, over-emotional melodramatic, two-faced stuck up sluts. trust me, its like their heads are like balloons full of liquidized helium egos. once it happens they're floating, above everyone else - or so it seems. prancing around like nothing else matters huh? we'll see what matters when you and your perfect world comes crashing down. bloody hell, what a shock they're in for. i'm guessing that you've come here to find a little out about me, so i'll stop with the everyday drag and moan and dose you up a little i suppose. lets get down and dirty to dish out this information, like i said, i'm harmony siphon. i'm sixteen years old, and yes i do have a brother; Michael, he's twenty. He's good at listening to people. everyday its a repetitive routine of perfection. haha. i'm about 5 foot 3 inches, yeah i'm a midget whatever. naturally tanned complexion, if i may add. bimbo, yes - but that's another thing, i'm not stupid. bitch i'd bloody outsmart motherfucking stephen hawkings and dismantle his bloody disa-wheel-chair-automobile-talking-machine thing. i'm smart, okay? if anyone's going to destroy this world, i am. glad we're on even terms. i grew up in L.A with a household of self-made euro-millionaires. my parents being two of them. please, don't jump to conclusions. i'm not stuck up - in fact i'm far from it. i'm not afraid to admit i have no self esteem, but hey. when you don't give a shit about your looks and all that, heck you have so much more fun. less to worry about, less to give a shit about. i bet there's all you "i'm hardcore" and "i'm hard" lassies out there who've done and tried everything. well, i was daddy's little angel. i haven't done half the shit you have, and in some cases that comes to my advantage. i mean, put it this way, i'm not sat in some fucking pitch black forest sniffing coke am i? i'm not stood on the street corner flaunting my shit to any old desperate pervert that happens to drive past, am i? i'm not begging you to let me sit on your fucking face, am i? i pity you if you ever come to that. i guess that all comes back to my history, i was born where i never went a day without food and water, and thats what it's really all about. my parents made their own money, and that's how its supposed to be done. not winning it off the lottery, or borrowing tonnes of thousands of millions of money, or cheating your way through the ranks. just pure perseverance and confidence got them there. of course, me and Michael are supposed to carry that on, but i don't see how. sure, we've both got what it takes. but i'm not sure i wanna sit on polar bear rugs and thrones all day, drinking tea here there and everywhere. i'd rather be out getting shit-faced with a couple of good old mates down the pub. they watched us through our childhood and yeah we were brought up strict, knew our boundaries and new right from wrong. i did anyways, fuck knows what happened to my friends along the way though.. their still my friends, and i love them. i've learned over the years, through the tough and rough that all you need is the few true friends by you. the ones that'll help you up when you stumble, the ones that'll love you through it all. the one's who'll chose you over anyone, the ones who stay true. it's hard to find out who they are, but once you know? don't ever let them go. please. i love company, i love friends, i love laughing, i love the thrill of something new, i love a good time and i just love being myself. i hate bitches, i hate two-faced cuntsuppers, and i hate arrogance, as mentioned before. just checking. i'm also scared of a few things, but i wont be stubborn and say.. I'M NOT AFRAID OF ANYTHING. I'M FUCKING SUPERBAD. of course i'm afraid of something. and its love if i'm honest with you, and.. the dark. bloody hell fuck knows what hideous monster creeps out in the forest a night. aside of my ex's. oh, yeah, i'm also afraid of the sea. i'm just nice. there you go. i'm nice. i'm lovely. i'm an angel. now piss off. "If you ever need an outfit to match that stick up your ass, give me a call." my race is animorph,so what?im half puppy,great dane.no im not tall as you know,gotta problem,and no i don't have trust issues.i have advanced hearing and ears of a dog,i can smell things from miles away.yes,it gets annoying when a litle kid drops perfume.im not always like this either im nice when people are nice to me.if you're not nice get the fuck out. Edited by HehePenis, Jul 15 2010, 08:19 PM.
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