Alright, I'm not quite sure why I decided to use a picture where I'm smiling cuz I'm seriously fucking pissed here. I have had enough. That's it. I'm hostile, and ready to beat the living christ fuck outta someone. Basicly the next person who crosses that line I'm going to take out. Now you might laugh and think "How cute" and pat me on the head and not give it a second thought. But boy I'm warning you, I'm not a chick to be toyed with. I may be only be 5 feet tall and 100 pounds but if you think that's going to stop me from making you pay you're dead wrong fucker. See, I'm a hell of alot scarier then you have a concept of. I'm one tough bitch. I'll pull out all the stops, and do whatever it takes to win. I've been a fighter my whole life. You have no fucking clue what if was like to grow up the way I did and to keep it simple it wasn't easy. I refuse to get into details dude, cuz past is past, and that's what therapy is for. :P I'll fucking smash a chair across your face. I'll grab a pen and stab you in the eye with it and the of course both ears. I will rip out each and every finger and toe nail you have. Then apply vinger followed proply by salt. Why only one eye? Simple, I want you to see what's comming...O yah your mouth will be duct taped so don't bother screaming and you will be handcuffed in several places so don't worry, you shant be escaping. Oh, yes and for that wounded eye, I have some bleach I intend to pour down into it. I forgot to mention I'm a sadist. I LOVE to watch people suffer and beg for their usless lives. Hah, too bad I don't care. Now I've already told you too much, there will be more, much more, we haven't even gotten to the bloody mess yet *Smile* I love seeing other people bleed. Ooo and on of my biggest strengths is my creativitys. So expects some surprises. I love surprieses. You probably won't, but I don't fucking care about you puppet. I'll just spit on you and laugh alot. It'll be fun. I promise.
Now, why? Well I'm gonna tell you.
I'm getting sick and fucking tired of hearing of fucking stupid we blondes are. Like what the fuck? I don't think anyone who fucking knows me would call me stupid/dumb. Fuck no. Hell not even close. I feel more then fucking confident that they would tell you that I'm pretty god damn intellectual, complex and deep. Are you people aware that my dad is a fucking genius? Seriously, he could join god-damn Mensa if he wanted to, but he thinks it'd be boring cuz the people would be boring and pretentious. So as far as gentics go it's fairly reasonable to assume that I can't be a vapid bimbo. Oh my god she knows big words and how to use them in proper context, the world is comming to the end. Ya, go fuck yourself. You know, I've had quite a few people actually call me a genius? Now I don't if that's true, I've never taken a valid IQ test so I couldn't tell you what my score is, none the less it's more then a little flattering. Now any idiot who takes some dumb 10 quiz on the web and it tells them they're one and they fucking stupid enough to believe it, news flash, you can't be. A truely intullectual person wouldn't that fucking stupid to believe that crap in the first place. Yah like really, 10 questions posted by lord knows who? 13 year old girl for all you know. It takes 8 hours and needs to be given by a fucking pyscologist ar-tard. *shakes head* Stupidity spreads like STD'S.
Here's a mind fuck out there for you ignorant judgemental assholes. I happen to have two sisters, I am the middle kid (aka the rebellios one if you ask my mom, haha). None of my sisters have the same hair color. Little sis is a brunette and older sis is a red head. The both think they are the next fucking Einstines for the record, and my older sister way way back in the day had this brilliant idea that every xma$ holiday we should play trivial pursit, and the sister who won would have bragging rights for the next year as being the smartest. So we all agreed. First year we played I was fucking drunk, and I kept drinking and drinking, haha so umm ya didn't win, I couldn't tell ya who did...hahaha.
Next year, the other one did, but I should mention the bastards played New Year's Day.....O god I had such a massive hang over. See my old friends I use to party with had a saying "Go Hard, Or Go Home" and I could drink with the big boys, and I could drink some of them under the table. Remember my size....ya. Shocker, didn't win that time either. But then I said alright, you two wanna play, we're gonna play.
Next year rolls around. No drinkie drinkie, no hang over. Straight sober Manda ready to play and destroy, and you bet your fucking ass I did. I killed and wasted the two of 'em. In fact, I never lost a year after that. I beleive we played 8 years. And I mopped the floor with them 8 years in a row. They couldn't touch me. Hmmm, shows you what a dumb blonde can do hey? I was play an oh so smart brunette and red head and they were destroyed 8 years in a row, badly I may add by there blonde sister. Then after getting their asses kicked in after that 8th year all of a sudden no one wanted to play anymore....interesting. Don't cha think?
So ya don't fucking stereotype me as some dumb fucking bimbo whose some airheaded easy slut just beacuse of the color of my hair. Or I will beat the living fuck outta you one way or another. Got that fuck-tard. Good, now let's play nice. Because remember BOYS it's wrong to stereotype people for all kinds of things yet this one seems to be okay. I would hope that real MEN would have enough class to be smart enough to understand that hair color has no effect on the make up of who people are. Here BOYS is your one and final reminder that it's not. And any chicks out there who get off on it too, you ain't any safer honey, in fact you should be even more terrified. Ooo another point of interest, my shrink said I'm the only female paitent he's ever had with serial killer tendecies. I'll let you reflect on that. Some times voices in my head tell me to stab people they don't like you assholes would be on the top of that list.
I was one of the only chicks brave enough to be in the mosh pit at the Nine Inch Nails concert. I told you I'm one mean tough ass bitch. Hard as nails. So it's in you're best intrest not to piss me off or I'll end you kiddo. It's a promise and a threat. Have a nice day. :)
-The future dictator of the world
So upon my horror the 30th is my 29 birthday. Fuck, I'm so old I use to ride raptors to school....atleast I wish I did. Man that'd be sweet ass cool. Totally bitchen. I should be taking a shower right now, but there's no music in there. I can't explain it, I NEED it. Haha, I'm a junky. So I will admit this is an old photo, about 6 years BUT that's what's wicked fantastic about it. Let me tell you a mini story...I promise it'll be mini :)
