( I'd love some new friends! )

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( I'd love some new friends! )

Please add mee... I really am nice! *nods* ^.~

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Hi!
So...I'm new here, and I'd love to have some friends.   :D 

hi everyone! ive been on LJ for about 7 years now and ive met a lot of GREAT people through LJ and i'd love to meet more :) basically, my blog is filled with makeup posts, hauls, food posts, life, work rants etc etc :)

ill see you guys soon!

I'm S (I only use my full, real name in emails, friends-only entries and such.) And I'll be 18 on September 10 this year (and thank goodness for that, though it probably won't change much after all.)
I've gone on friending frenzies before. Under the same account, under other accounts too. It doesn't really matter, though. Well it does to some extent. There are people I really wanted to get to know but who I lost touch with because of shit happening in my life and school and whatnot, and moving here from India. And now I just don't know where to start again with them.

Like a lot of other people, I'm ordinary on the surface and extraordinary in small buffered chunks of wishful thinking. I like to be elaborate and superfluous as my last sentence probably proves. Nonsensical. Confusing. I like to think I'm unique and I ponder over whether you can be unique like everyone else and still be unique at all. I like to think my life matters, that I matter. Or that I will matter someday, anyway. Again, like most other people, I suffer from both an inferiority complex as well as a superiority complex. Opposites mesh and it's difficult to tell one from the other most of the time.
I thrive on complexity and unanswered questions. Philosophical ponderings and mindfuckinglynumb ramblings. Swear words my father always tells me not to use, swear words I'm not always good at using in real life.
Real Life. I'm shy and very self-conscious. I always think people are staring at me and I'm always staring at people. Probably why they stare at me. I tend to think I'm the ugliest person in the world despite the triteness of that belief, and despite my all-consuming hatred for cliches and triteness. I'm angsty and I'd like to say, "Hate me or love me, I don't give a fuck," but I know I could never say that. Writing is easy because the words come out faster, and you can justify them away. Writing is hard because the words are solid and forever. Because it's easier to lie or exaggerate when I write, because it's easier to pretend and get over things. Thinking, feeling and saying always come out to get you in the end. Writing liberates you.
I escape triteness while embracing it at the same time. I like to think I'm insightful even if I'm not. I like to imagine that someday you'll remember me, and you'll remember me as important. I'm proud, snide and haughty under the surface and forgiving, modest and humble on the surface. Again, I think that's true of a lot of people. It's hard to be humble to yourself. It's also hard to be proud of yourself. Again, opposites collide. Sometimes they mesh. Meeting barriers hard as diamonds. Or maybe jade.
I love words.
( it's hard if you're afraid )

ummm momo here...
new...lol
hahaha like 2 meet new peeps XD