I live for the strange, the outlaws, the outcasts, the people that get that second look that they do not want, the ones who dye their hair funky colours for themselves not for the people that didn't care about them in the first place, the people who get tattoos of things/designs they like not just because someone died, the people that have piercings and glasses and stretched ears, the people that smile when deep down inside are more sad than anyone, the music that everyone tells you to "turn it the fuck down" because they can't understand what they are saying, because in all honesty, they don't want to know.
My name is Rebecca, I am one of those people. I listen to loud music loudly, and I don't care if you don't like it. I dye my hair funky colours and cut it differently because I enjoy to for myself, not for the pleasure of your conversation. I do bad things and I don't brag about it to seem cool. I have tattoos, one of them is dedicated to charles manson. I have piercings and stretched ears, what of it? I am very shy until you get to know me. Tumblr is life for me, a place where I can get out all of the things I am feeling and not have to give a shit what the others have to think.
~ Wednesday, May 30 ~
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~ Tuesday, May 29 ~
snagged the best bus signs.
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“That night in Ohio, that one impulsive night. Nothing’s been normal since then. It taints your whole life. After it happened I thought that I’d just try to live as normally as possible and bury it, but things like that don’t stay buried. I didn’t think it would, but it does, it taints your whole life.”
-Jeffrey Dahmer on his first murder
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~ Monday, May 28 ~