Naked_Freedom

- Name
- Amanda
- Age
- 18
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- June 30th, 2008
What I Live For
My Pretend Fiancé
Latest update: Part 16 on November 4th, 2009Wrong Train
Latest update: Part 1 on November 3rd, 2009Solitary Style
Latest update: Part 1 on October 30th, 2009Sleeping In A Graveyard
Latest update: Part 19 on October 4th, 2009If My Heart Had A Face, It Would Be Smiling
Latest update: Part 17 on August 27th, 2009The Cynical Prince
Latest update: Part 25 on August 5th, 2009PTSD: My Secret Struggle
Latest update: Part 6 on August 5th, 2009Talking To The Wall
Latest update: Part 11 on July 24th, 2009In the End
Latest update: Part 1 on June 24th, 2009I Could Always Make You Smile
Latest update: Part 36 on December 30th, 2008
Poems
As I Lay Me Down To Sleep
November 5th, 2009What I See
September 24th, 2009Just Another Word For Slut
September 24th, 2009Footprints are all that's left...
September 24th, 2009Sweetest Words
October 26th, 2008Who Knew
October 26th, 2008Gathering Storm
October 26th, 2008Dolly
October 26th, 2008Hidden
October 26th, 2008Afraid
July 29th, 2008
Whatever's on my mind...
My Updates: Why am I taking so long?
September 20th, 2009I Could Always Make You Smile Has a SEQUEL!
January 6th, 2009When You Can't Sleep
December 10th, 2008
Through the looking glass...
I can't really tell you about me now can I? Well no, that would be a lie, I could tell you all about me, it's a matter of, do I want to?
Do I want to take the time and tell you the truth about me? A girl who is besides herself one of the biggest dreamers who actually thinks we're distant decedents of E.T.?
Should I take the time to tell you all about my horrid yet beautiful childhood so that you understand my odd quirks and behavior towards certain people and things? Nah, that would take the fun out of all of you thinking I'm actually crazy. Although, no one's saying I'm not.
Sure, you could claim me to be legally insane, borderline even although some don't think so. And those who don't think so, trust me. You don't know me.
No one truly does, they don't understand how my mind works, and what I imagine all day long. Death to me is one of the most beautiful things on earth and creating it for me would be an ultimate thrill, but I never shall. Why? Because I'm not that crazy. Give me some credit for being sane enough to live with the other voices inside my head who help me more than any of you could ever.
If there is someone who truly does know me, then they know too much, and too little at the same time. They know me inside out, every curve of my mind and body that even I miss things they point out. Yes, that person may exist, but will I tell you if they truly do, never.
You all will all have to find out things about me on your own. Be willing to talk to me and that'll show me how much me and you might just get along.
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Do I want to take the time and tell you the truth about me? A girl who is besides herself one of the biggest dreamers who actually thinks we're distant decedents of E.T.?
Should I take the time to tell you all about my horrid yet beautiful childhood so that you understand my odd quirks and behavior towards certain people and things? Nah, that would take the fun out of all of you thinking I'm actually crazy. Although, no one's saying I'm not.
Sure, you could claim me to be legally insane, borderline even although some don't think so. And those who don't think so, trust me. You don't know me.
No one truly does, they don't understand how my mind works, and what I imagine all day long. Death to me is one of the most beautiful things on earth and creating it for me would be an ultimate thrill, but I never shall. Why? Because I'm not that crazy. Give me some credit for being sane enough to live with the other voices inside my head who help me more than any of you could ever.
If there is someone who truly does know me, then they know too much, and too little at the same time. They know me inside out, every curve of my mind and body that even I miss things they point out. Yes, that person may exist, but will I tell you if they truly do, never.
You all will all have to find out things about me on your own. Be willing to talk to me and that'll show me how much me and you might just get along.
||Notifications||
-STORY LAYOUTS UNDERCONTRUCTION
-ALL STORIES ARE BEING EDITED
-STORIES WILL TAKE LONGER TO UPDATE
SORRY FOR THE INCONVIENCE
Thank you





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