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Wow, you sure you want to ask that? I do have my moments of complete narcissistic, egomaniacal vanity. (The big words may confuse you, read a dictionary!) It is quite possible that I may talk for hours.
I am...odd. I am unsure how else to describe me. If you were to take some eccentricity, a dash of capriciousness, and blend it all with a good amount of madness, you might get me. If it's not me, it's as damn close as you're going to get. Let's see. I have a deep love for the burlesque and vaudeville cabaret. My fashion could be described as a sort of dark, punk cabaret infused with high Victorian elegance, accentuated by gothic lolita styles, which is then run through the gutters of late 19th Century England.
Speaking of gutters, I have the dirtiest mind for a woman I know; truly, it's really no joke. My house is called the Gutter House just for that reason, for anyone entering the premises seems to be overtaken by the need to take absolutely everything in the naughtiest way possible. *smirks* But it’s alright, since all my roommates are perverts anyway, it makes for quite entertaining evenings. I can hardly get embarrassed by words anymore, unless you find the thin line of underlying truth (when it’s there) in my words and call me out on it.
I am a performer, even if I don't go on stage regularly. I act, dance, sing, fire spin, trapeze, and generally clown around. I am part of the Living Dead Brigade.
My poetry is laced with dark ribbons, my violin bow rosined with arsenic, and my voice infused with cyanide. I only play with people who can't read music because it makes me feel smarter. I hold tea courts with my lovely bloody crumpets, take bathes with corsets on, and wear only mismatched striped socks.
I tend to run my fingers through my hair or bite my lip when nervous. I am a girl of polar opposites. I am a hopeless romantic who falls in love at first sight, but having a heart broken twice, with no duct tape around to patch it back together, I have lost all of my faith in the power of love. I am one of the sweetest people you will ever meet, but my Aries brain does not allow me to be subtle, and my frankness can often be a turn off. I am often kind, but I have a quick temper, and I can be just as cruel. I normally give up on people too easily, but I can't seem to let go to those I love (which has caused me a lot of heart ache). I am under the belief that I may never know how to truly love someone. I'm deathly afraid of needles and losing my heart to someone.
I have several alter egos I rely upon to get me through tricky situations, the one you will probably see the most of at the moment is the Queen of Tarts. She guards over my virtue (what little left I have). She is as debaucherous as she is lovely, and for breakfast she dines on the hearts of men she broke the night before. She is my first impression, used to stay all those who would shatter an already broken heart. Get through her and you may find the embodiment of all that is sweet and kind in me.
I have a firm philosophy of walking away when you're angry; I'm much too passionate, and I'll often say things I shouldn't. I believe in coming back to it when you can gain a new perspective. I'm often wrong, and I'll admit it, but I will tell you when you're wrong as well. I am bi-sexual, however, I don't really date girls. I never have, and being a girl myself, I really wonder what guys see in us. I don't like the drama that seems to surround our every movement; that's what poetry is for. That said, although I can appriciate the female form, guys are much better... equiped to handle me *wink wink, nudge nudge*
Nevertheless, though I may be mad, I am quite entertaining, and in the end, that’s all that’s really important – laughter.

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