Hola, welcome to the mild chaos that is my bio.
Snap; never.evermor
Anyways,
Not real sure what to say.
-> About me;
-> Hella short (5'2) lowkey have a really dark f**ked up sense of humor, I'm Puerto Rican and german/swiss
-> Quick topics;
- horror+psychological thriller books/movies (Saw, American Psycho [I'd kill over Patrick Bateman, and I'm fine with that being my red flag], IT [the original])
- love the Victorian era/fashion like corsets, makeup is a hobby of mine
- fav bands are Slipknot, Ice Nine Kills, almost anything metal, but BVB will always hold a special place in my heart
- I'd kill for eminem too tbh
- I'm heavily into music + poetry
- I'm very into philosophy and love arguing about the creation of the world and ethics/morals
- Love Edgar Allan Poe + Dorthy Parker. Obsessed with Victorian literature/era + the romanticism era. Love analyzing older writings.
- Music taste is everywhere, but lies mainly in metal genres. I listen to hip hop too. I listen to everything from Slipknot, to Onyx, Eminem, all the way to Sinatra, and then circling back to ICP + Cypress Hill.
- Also if you can't tell, I'm a talker. Takes a minute for me to actually hold decent convo tho, unless you ask me a genuine question to start the convo/give the convo substance (small talk hurts my brain).
- Also I plan on getting tattoos + piercings sometime soon, so If you have suggestions....
Anyways,
If you made it this far, message me. I'm rarely here tho. So.
One of my poems if curious;
"If the urge to destroy is still a creative urge,
Is the urge to destroy oneself not the act of taking creative liberty on one’s individuality.
Is the urge of marking one’s skin,
Tearing the flesh in two,
Not an art of obscure vitality.
Is it not an obscene view of beauty rationality?
Is carving words and feelings and drawings into one’s soul,
Not an act of martyrdom on the individuals behalf,
For their beliefs are just as strong as yours.
The urge to create and the urge to destroy are strikingly similar in concept.
One may nourish a life,
Feed one’s individuality,
Create a new outer and inner shell for a soul.
And, likewise,
One may crush a life.
Stifle one’s individuality,
And corrupt the outer and inner shell of a poor soul.
But when it is one’s own self doing the destroying,
Is it not merely creative architecture?
It is merely redesigning,
Rerouting,
Factory resetting,
Applying new hardwiring.
For I am not destroying,
I am not self-sabotaging.
I am making new.
I am crumbling what once was,
And I am showing you what now is.
For the scars that litter my body,
The words I've marked in my soul.
They are reminders of my individuality.
A reminder,
Of the creative liberty I have on my own."
