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Name; Damien Craig Wayland

Age; Let Q be my age 6 years ago, solve for my age now! Muhahahahaha!

Describe Yourself; I am a confused person. I have black hair with a bit of blue in it. I hate my body. I have my face. I hate my toe nails. I hate my cat. I hate my tea cup. I hate my pliable vascular system. I hate people who post every single thing they do on Facebook, nobody cares if you just ate a bagel. I am hungry! I forgot to eat today! This makes me angry! *insert angry face here* D:< I don't believe in dinosaurs. I don't believe in World War II. I don't believe in Chuck Norris. And I defiantly CAN'T believe that you are reading this! But proceed, I have interesting things in this.

Likes; Toast, asylums, Cyclopes, cannibals, zombies, um, laughing, SHOE!, South Park- Tweek! O.M. God! Poems, writing, reading, people with European accents, people with British accents, people with Irish accents, people with Russian accents, gingers with Russian accents glasses and secret laboratories, I totally like the word totally, I also like the word awesome and blarge! Blarge is my word! You cannot have it! Blarge.

Other; I cannot splel, being embarrassed makes me happy sometimes, um, I am obsessed with eyes, throwing things is awesome, I own a cannibal. I adopted (stole) him from an asylum. His name is Steve. He eats Gingers. I am considered a freak by most of society. Ow is my favorite word. I say it often. Mostly on accident. UM! I snort when I laugh. When I give people nicknames I make them either REALLY WEIRD or REALLY AWKWARD. I did not know what a Tran gendered person was until I insulted one. Then I cried about it. 'Cause I am a p***y. With an uh sound in it. I like to read warning labels. Like this one: To reduce risk of serious injury, read Safety & Comfort Guide provided with product. This is all I am going to say. Have a nice millennium.

I took this from a guild thing I had to do.
That mostly sums up who I am.
I did this while being stupid with my friend Shoe-that's not her real name by the way.
Anyways, we were high on life and air when this was done.
Usually I am much more collected.
I consider myself to be classical, intellectual, and abnormal.
Also, what is normal?
When someone has an answer, tell me. I truly am curious.

Okai.
I write poetry, short novels, drabbles, and more. I love to critique.



David Bowie is my goblin king. I would do anything to be by his side as Damien Jones/Bowie/Stardust. I love that man more than any other living man.
If I could, I would rip my heart out for that man and preserve it in a jar as an act of solitute and unity.
Also, I don't even know if that made scene.


Art is my life, my total existence, and reason to live.
In the near future, I would like to be on Broadway.
Singing, dancing, and acting.
Just sayin'.

I don't think I am much of a man, or a person for that matter, but many others do. So, instead of living a useless existence for myself, I live for those who believe in me. My soul. And talents.
By the way, I'm not taking more than a second to process what I’m writing so it may not make much scenes.

I think emos are emotionally disabled.
I think homophobes are gay.
i think retards are special. In a good way.
I think jerks are...well, no comment.

I honestly don't know if I was meant to be a female or a male.
But, honestly, I don't care.
I like certain things about my. And hate all the other parts.
I'm getting better though.

Cute things either make me want to scream or gag.
Hot things burn.
Then again, so do cold things.

I love coffee. It is my ideal drink.
If I could only drink one thing for the rest of my life I would choose it to be black, bitter sweet coffee.
Unfortunately, fate hates every fiber of my being and had taken that away from me.
Why? I have something called a pliable vascular system. This means by blood is thin and when I get up too quickly, sit/stand in one place for too long, or drink any form of caffeine, I pass out.
It's...not good.

Singing is a big passion of mine. Though...at this VERY moment, I can't.
Halloween was a few days ago and the day before that I volunteered to be in a haunted house for my friend. I was a cannibal, stuck under a grill, crawling out whenever someone would come by and scream when nothing was happening. I lost my voice. Barley a whisper will come out. Blarge...
So, no talking for me and a lot of yummy tea.

Love triangles amuse me unless I am part of one.
schadenfreude. A German word meaning happiness at the misfortune of others. I learned this from one of my all time favorite musicals that I am...not old enough to see... Avenue Q. Educational, Street Smart, and Entertain. You should listen to some of their songs if you don't know about it.
:3

Sometimes I imagine what it would be like to go insane and kill people.
Just thought you should know.

I have imaginary friends. It's not for the innocent all the time, sometimes it's for the lonely. The ones who are mostly incapable of making real friends.
Yes.

I have a talent of being able to switch from conversation to conversation. I blame this mostly on A.D.D.
I am incapable to telling a story without being distracted.

Ginger people annoy me.
Except for one. He is my favorite ginger according to him. I have somehow found a bit of respect for this being.
Just sayin.

Ferrets and squirrels are my favorite animals ever.
I also like lemmings because they kill themselves.
It amuses me.

I think I'm repeating myself in some parts. Sorry if I am. I’m too lazy to go back through and read all of this though.

Anything else interesting about myself?
I don’t know…I believe I have gone and covered most of it.


Random facts?

I hate Ke$ha but her music is so damn catchy!
I twitch involuntarily. And hazardously.
I don’t think I have ever ACTUALLY blushed in my lifetime…then again, I feel heat upon my cheeks, so, that could be it.
Food and sleep sicken me inwardly.
I sometimes cut up my fingers to bleed them and draw with the velvety liquid.
I don’t know why though… most people think it’s
A.) Disgusting and
B.) Creepy.
Oh well. You can’t please everyone now can you.

I don’t believe I have ever had a butterfly in my stomach.
That would have to consist of swallowing a caterpillar, which I don’t believe I ever have.
To those that have had butterflies hovering around in their abdomens, you are lucky souls. Hopefully one day I will be able to feel the supposedly wonderful sensation.

Um, I fancy myself to be an abomination.
Something not even a mother could stand to love.

I. Am. A. Nerd.
I love the nerdiest things and it’s both great and embarrassing.
Like, Star trek, Comics, role playing, going to random conventions that suck you out of your money to walk around in a costume for three days…
Um…What was I talking about?
Oh yeah, video games (certain ones), VERY FEW anime series, and something else….

I [bad word censer] LOVE SOUTH PARK.
Seriously, it’s my favorite thing in the entire world. I don’t care if it isn’t classy because it’s funny. The possibilities with the show could go on forever!
I love the couples that fans have made up.
Creek
Style
Candy
Bunny
Tyde
Dip
And seriously, the list could go on forever!
I [bad word censer] love Matt Stone and Trey Parker so much!
If you don’t know them, you fail at life and can never redeem yourself ._.

Shakespeare speak.
I wish I could talk like they did back then.
Like… using words like thy, thou, bequeath, et cetera.
I don’t even know why I put that in there.

I am obsessed with a lot of things. I don't quite think it's normal.
I obsess over people, real, fake, dead, or living. I obsess over my five senses.
Sight, hearing, touching, tasting, and smelling. If I barley touch something, for an example, I have to touch it again. Even if it hurts. I will literally freak out if I don't.

I suffer from a few malfunctions in my body, minor. But I don't enjoy them. I don't know if I have already stated this but here I will name them. Or, as many as I can remember.
A.D.D.
A.D.H.D.
Asthma.
Depression.
I talk to myself non stop, then I criticize myself for being strange.
I twitch.
Low self esteem.
O.C.D.

I hate the female gender. They make me want to gouge my eyes out with a spoon and squeeze them with my hands, feeling them break and squish in between my fingers.
I like males though. I feel as though they are the superior beings of the world.

God is a male, Jesus was a male, any other religious idol was MALE. America has yet to have a female president. There is no such things as a female king. Adam was first! Males are top in everything. Sorry if you don't like my opinion and I don't care to argue it with yours. So, if you don't see it the way I do, keep it to yourself.

Hm…I don’t know what else to add…
Oh well, until I can figure out what to add, my dearest of good byes.