Striving for grace. (ex_sparkless506) wrote in interestingppl,
Striving for grace.

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.// Hey glamorous, this vile's not god anymore.

I am known to many and most as Lindsay. I am but a mere sixteen (seventeen, come February). I am left-handed. I have a large obsession with Tori Amos (among others, including, but not limited to: Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Manson, At the Drive-In and the Smashing Pumpkins), whom I was lucky enough to meet this month by some freak spurt of luck. I am a hopeless romantic although I cannot, myself, say that I have ever fully experienced the reciprocity of true love. I am a poet; a dreamer; vain, yet terribly self-conscious. I have flirted with disordered eating (of which, I am, by no means proud), and have a somewhat skewed and ill-sense of self-worth and beauty. Conversely, I am able to find beauty in nearly everything; things both small and large. I am bisexual, though I hate the term. (I much prefer to say that my love is limitless, boundless, and knows no gender. But, oftentimes, that is quite a mouthful.) I love beaches, but I also love winter. I love to photograph the world (as is exemplified with my ever-increasing need to frequently purchase those damn AA batteries for my digicam) and would someday like to learn professional photography. I love life... yet I hate it just the same. I am me; I am unique... or so I'd like to think.

Am I the proper material for this community, do you think?
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Oh, thank you very much! <3

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Sounds like a plan! I've added you in return. I'd introduce myself, but it seems that this post pretty much sums it up. Nice to meet you. <3
Portrait of the Artist

Oh, lead me to a quiet cell
Where never footfall rankles,
And bar the window passing well,
And gyve my wrists and ankles.

Oh, wrap my eyes with linen fair,
With hempen cord go bind me,
And, of your mercy, leave me there,
Nor tell them where to find me.

Oh, lock the portal as you go,
And see its bolts be double....
Come back in half an hour or so,
And I will be in trouble.

hey how do i join this community?
Ya I'd like to join too.
i want in!