My name is Mary. I am 20 years old. To even begin to describe to
you who it is I am, seems like a very laborious task. And those who
know me, know I hate laborious tasks. But you don't know me. So I'm
going to proceed for your sake.
I lost my parents at 16. If you are going to know me, you should know that. It shaped my identity in ways that even I still don't fully understand. Secondly, you need to know that I am a psychology major at a private liberal arts school. This should tell you many things about me. If it didn't, stop reading. If you're still reading, then toss those assumptions right out the fucking window. I chose psychology because 1) my entire family is crazy with the exception of me and 2) I developed my personality in such a way that without some rudimentary understanding of the human mind I wouldn't know myself at all.
A lot of people have a crappy childhood, and it doesn't make me special at all. What does is the way I coped with it. I lied to myself, subverted myself, built up high walls of artifice, and did everything possible to ruin myself. Still not very special, I know. But from all of this 'mind-mutilation' as I like to call it, came a very real understanding of psycho-pathology. I get crazy people like a polyglot gets languages.
In spite of all this or maybe because of it, I have a sunny disposition and an unflappable temper ( most of the time). I'm very easy to get along. I don't take a lot of effort or time to please. So that's a plus for you. I'm practically a pet.
I do however hate to be judged. So if you want to pass judgment, fuck you.
Since I like the human mind, and I like introspection, I also have experimented with drugs. Ooooh, drugs, be scared! Ok now really, I am a weedhead. I get stoned and sometimes introspect, and sometimes I just get stoned. A cigar is sometimes just a cigar. Or maybe not.
I am stoned, drifting, and a peep
I lost my parents at 16. If you are going to know me, you should know that. It shaped my identity in ways that even I still don't fully understand. Secondly, you need to know that I am a psychology major at a private liberal arts school. This should tell you many things about me. If it didn't, stop reading. If you're still reading, then toss those assumptions right out the fucking window. I chose psychology because 1) my entire family is crazy with the exception of me and 2) I developed my personality in such a way that without some rudimentary understanding of the human mind I wouldn't know myself at all.
A lot of people have a crappy childhood, and it doesn't make me special at all. What does is the way I coped with it. I lied to myself, subverted myself, built up high walls of artifice, and did everything possible to ruin myself. Still not very special, I know. But from all of this 'mind-mutilation' as I like to call it, came a very real understanding of psycho-pathology. I get crazy people like a polyglot gets languages.
In spite of all this or maybe because of it, I have a sunny disposition and an unflappable temper ( most of the time). I'm very easy to get along. I don't take a lot of effort or time to please. So that's a plus for you. I'm practically a pet.
I do however hate to be judged. So if you want to pass judgment, fuck you.
Since I like the human mind, and I like introspection, I also have experimented with drugs. Ooooh, drugs, be scared! Ok now really, I am a weedhead. I get stoned and sometimes introspect, and sometimes I just get stoned. A cigar is sometimes just a cigar. Or maybe not.
I am stoned, drifting, and a peep
