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Veralidaine
Serpent
New profile layout and picture. / Legal now! ♣
Set at 00:48 on October 28 2009
Quote: Grass is green. The sky is blue. My skin is pale: I'm not like you.
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"Let the flesh instruct the mind.." -Anne Rice, Interview with a Vampire
Welcome to my place! My name is Vera.
Make yourself at home and spend as much time as you like visiting here. Just for reference, the bathroom is at the end of the hall. Don't mind the line-up...
First things first...
I belong to an amazing family, in the Coven of Mooncall Ketu.
To this family, and to this sacred place I call home, I pledge my love and loyalty to.
In a place like MCk, you make new friends, both in and out of the Coven itself.
I have tried to prove myself deserving of this family, and have earned several marks of my achievement.
September 1/08
November 1/08
February 1/09
I have also successfully earned a fair amount of favour.
But now.. onto the more boring tidbits.
~STATS of Me~
I am 5'6", with blonde hair and hazel eyes that change in intensity of colour with my mood. Greener when I am happy, browner when I worry. Blue when I'm so mad I could spit. I live in NB which makes me a Crazy Canadian Chick. ♥ My family is extensive, with over 20 aunts and uncles, more than 75 cousins, and around six or seven sets of grandparents. At home I have three older brothers, two younger sisters, a sister in law, two nephews and a neice.
SOME DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS
I am an empathic vampire and I practice the art of magic. I like hanging out at the graveyard at the end of the street with my friends and partying with my cousin and friends across the border.
I'm more nocturnal than anything else, and really don't like talking about myself (I have no clue what to say) and therefore had my cousin Kesh write this for me.
I love to travel, and highly enjoy flying. Oops, bad pun. I like speed and thrills, danger and a healthy dose of fear now and again never hurt anyone.
I'm unfortunately a Libra which means I'm submissive by nature and to my disgust a really bad romantic. I don't like displaying my feelings in front of others unless I really trust them and especially don't like parading my relationships around in front of the prying eyes of the public, unless they are permanent.
I love spending time out in the rain, especially with a loved one. Thunder storms are my favourite of all, but are unfortunately the least common around here. It is more likely to hail golf balls first. (Go figure.)
If I like someone it's usually obvious but I won't admit to it. If I think I'm gonna get hurt, I try to avoid it 'cause I don't like alot of pain. (Although a little is fun sometimes wink wink) I don't trust easily although it may appear I do. When I do trust someone it's with all my being.
I like being and almost always am trusted by others and I'm ever so protective of my friends. I am a very social person and friendly to everyone I meet that isn't hostile to me. Feel up for a chat? IM me..
vague.memories13@live.ca
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
Each time you touch me, my skies go grey.
Please hurt me no more, if not that's just fine.
I live and breathe you, although they say
He's no good for you. You need another.
You'll only get hurt in the long run.
Pay no attention, I'll love no other.
Though you bring pain, you light up the sun.
I know it's not meant, the pain I can bear.
But what I can not's to be alone.
I will die inside 'cause you do not care.
I'm dead now just like the light you shone
once on me.
~Charli Hicks
---MY BABIES---
My son, Jackson Sheldon Kevin, born June 6 2008.
My daughter, Johnni (NOT Joni) Dawn Geraldine, born June 14 2009.
They are my life, love, world, soul, sun, air, reason for living.. they are my very being - the essence of me. Without them, I would be nothing. I live my life and give my all for them. I will give them everything: the sun, the moon, the earth, the eternal space.. down to my very last breath. I love you Jackie and John. More than you will ever know.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
*Sugar Ray*
I heat up
I can't cool down
You got me spinnin round and round
Round and round and round it goes
Where it stops, nobody knows
Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burning flame
Burning flame for desire
Kiss me baby with the fire get higher
Abara abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra... Abaracadabra
You make me hot you make me sigh
You make me laugh you make me cry
Keep me burning for your love
With the touch of a velvet glove
Abara abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra... Abaracadabra
I feel the magic in your caress
I feel magic when I touch your dress
Silk and satin
Leather and lace
Black panties with an angel face
I see magic in your eyes
I hear magic in your sighs
Just when Ithink I'm gotta get away
I hear those words that you wont say
Abara abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra... Abaracadabra
Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin flame
Burnin flame for desire
Kiss me baby with the fire
I heat up
I cant cool down
My situation goes run around
I heat up I cant cool down
My situation goes burning down
I heat up I can' cool down
My situation goes running down...
The Condensed Version of Me
I'm a major flirt by nature, sorry if it opposes you. But that doesn't make me easy.
I hate liars and fakes, people who pretend to be something their not.
I am not a wannabe or fake. Why would I be if I hate people like that?
I am always real and true to myself and others.
I don't live in a fantasy world but have one I run too when reality becomes too much...and I always go alone.
I love people and socializing.
Sometimes I can be a bitch and I apologize for those times.
On second thought, no I don't - they're part of my nature. Get over it.
I'm opinionated and always speak my mind.
There are days when I look like shit and I know it.
I'm not gullible but am open-minded.
I am blunt and therefore sometimes considered rude.
I am not a heartless bitch.
I appreciate everything around me and respect life and all it's troubles.
I bitch when my days are bad and brag when they are good.
I love with all my heart, though I do it too easily.
I never make the right choices for myself, but can always pick the best ones for my friends.
I am big-hearted and forgive easily. But if I feel I am seriously wronged, I can hold a grudge forever.
This poem was written by a terminally ill young teenage girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor.
She wants to see how many people get her poem.
It is quite the poem. Please read and/or pass it on.
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast
To get somewhere
You miss half the fun
Of getting there.
When you worry and hurry
Through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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MORE BORING STUFF WRITTEN ABOUT ME
I never usually swear unless someone bothers me, my temper runs high or something unbelievable occurs. I am almost always nice, and I am always honest. Unfortunately, this blatant honesty has a tendency to sound a little blunt, and at times, rude. I admit I am a bitch, and I usually try not to blow steam off on random people and especially not my friends. However, my real friends know that I am a bitch, and they accept me-all of me-and whatever comes with it.♥
LOVING FRIENDS AND FAMILY
Box of gold
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
With a secret inside
that has never been told
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
This box is priceless
but as I see
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The treasure inside is
precious to me
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Today I share this
treasure with thee
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It's the treasure of
friendship between
you and me.
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YOUNGER SISTER
YOUNGEST SISTER AND ADOPTED COUSIN
MY LOVE INTEREST
HIGH SCHOOL PALS
COLLEGE MATES
MY GOOD LOOKS GENE POOL
BECAUSE I LOVE MY MOTHER
Went to a party Mom ...
I went to a party
And remembered what you said;
You told me not to drink Mom,
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right.
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming Mom,
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say
'The kid that caused this wreck was drunk.'
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
'This girl is going to die.'
I'm sure the guy had no idea
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
That now I would have to die.
So why do people do it Mom,
Knowing that it ruins lives.
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven,
Put 'Mommy's Girl' upon my grave.
Someone should have taught him
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter,
Mom I'm truly getting scared
These are my final moments,
And I'm really unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say 'I love you!'
So I love you and goodbye.
In support of MADD Canada.
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9 Words Women Use
1.) Fine:
This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up
2.) Five Minutes:
If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house
3.) Nothing:
This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.
4.) Go Ahead:
This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!
5.) Loud Sigh:
This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)
6.) That's Okay:
This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
7.) Thanks:
A woman is thanking you, do not quest ion, or faint. Just say you're welcome.
8.) Whatever:
Is a women's way of saying SCREW YOU!
9.) Don't worry about it, I got it:
Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to #3.
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ANIME -- Okay, so I am not an overly exuberant fan, nor am I an intensive gamer, but I do have my preferences.
Final Fantasy X
Full Metal Alchemist
*On a more personal note..*
I hate judgemental people and people with fixed ideas of stereotypes. Yes I got pregnant at sixteen, and had a baby at seventeen. Yes I was still in high school. But people who look down on me for that or think of me as just another statistic can piss off...especially if they haven't looked at the rest of the facts.
I graduated with honours marks, after I had my baby. I stayed in school all the way through. I gave birth naturally with no meds and I dumped the sorry deadbeat ass of the father of my baby because he lied, cheated and now is denying Jackson as his. I'm strong willed, stubborn, independent minded and like doing things my way. But that doesn't mean I don't bend or listen.
I was enrolled in a private college just outside my hometown, and graduate in August. I also have honour roll marks here as well. I am not on welfare or social assistance. I have my own place that I have had since I moved out of home, February 26, 2008. But new plans have set sail to move to a bigger place in the same building. I have the love and support of both family and friends for proving myself strong enough to pull through alot of shit.
I went through depression at fifteen, and resurfaced clean and unharmed. I struggled through, fought-and won-against the desire to drop out at sixteen, only to shortly afterward be faced with an unexpected pregnancy, which I suffered through on my own with my mom. And all the while I never missed a day of school for these reasons. I love to learn and even more, I love knowledge. You can learn things without gaining knowledge, but you can't have knowledge without learning first.
So for people to tell me that I am a follower, poser, loser or weakling really pisses me off...royally. So do yourself-and me-a favour and save me having to say the harsh words. If you have such an opinion of me, then fuck off and leave me alone...I don't want to hear it.
MORE OF THOSE CRAZY PEOPLE I CALL FRIENDS
Too bad none of these bitches talk to me anymore.. I do miss them.
Despite my trials, I ended up with miracles of my own.
Show Her You Love Her
When she walks away from you mad
[ Follow her ]
When she stare's at your mouth
[ Kiss her ]
When she pushes you or hit's you
[ Grab her and dont let go ]
When she start's cussing at you
[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]
When she's quiet
[ Ask her whats wrong ]
When she ignore's you
[ Give her your attention ]
When she pull's away
[ Pull her back ]
When you see her at her worst
[ Tell her she's beautiful ]
When you see her start crying
[Just hold her and dont say a word ]
When you see her walking
[ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]
When she's scared
[ Protect her ]
When she lay's her head on your shoulder
[ Tilt her head up and kiss her ]
When she steal's your favorite hat
[ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]
When she tease's you
[ Tease her back and make her laugh ]
When she doesnt answer for a long time
[ reassure her that everything is okay ]
When she look's at you with doubt
[ Back yourself up ]
When she say's that she like's you
[ she really does more than you could understand ]
When she grab's at your hands
[ Hold her's and play with her fingers ]
When she bump's into you
[ bump into her back and make her laugh ]
When she tell's you a secret
[ keep it safe and untold ]
When she looks at you in your eyes
[ dont look away until she does ]
When she misses you
[ she's hurting inside ]
When you break her heart
[ the pain never really goes away ]
When she says its over
[ she still wants you to be hers ]
When she repost this bulletin
[ she wants you to read it ]
- Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.
- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go
- When she says she's ok dont believe it, talk with her
- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you
- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her
- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up
- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.
- Tease her and let her tease you back.
- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.
- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.
- Give her the world.
- Let her wear your clothes.
- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.
- Let her know she's important.
- Kiss her in the pouring rain.
- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;
'Who's ass am I kicking babe?'
The story of how this man...
...came to be in my life.
Grade nine I met this guy named David Sidebottom. He was one of the people that hung around in "the corner", one area of the lunchroom at Tantramar Regional High School that alot of my gal pals hung out at, just around the corner of the cafeteria. He was pretty damn good looking for a high school guy in Sackville, but it turns out he was from the Cape.
So I was crushing a little on him, but my interests fell elsewhere for the time being. I ended up dating a drug loser and he cheated on me with a chick at his school. My age but the grade behind me, he wasn't going to Tantramar until the next year. Tough break, but I don't take shit like that. I dumped him and didn't let him see me shed a single tear.
A little while later, the son of a friend of the family asked me out. By this time I was seriously crushing on David but he had not shown the slightest interest other than casual flirting, which I did with everyone. So no big deal there. I agreed to a few dates with this Matt guy, whose Dad was an amazing friend to my family. I figured "why not?". I found out later - too late - what had happened that night Matt called me.
Turns out, David had a kind of thing for me, and had told Matt just before the end of the day that he planned on asking me out the next day at school. Well, Matt - being the asshole we figured him to be in the end - called me the night before to ask me out. Me not knowing David liked me back...ended up saying yes. When David found out, he asked my best friend Ashley instead. The next three weeks we all hung out together, and I went on one date with Matt, kissed him a handful of times and held hands. Big mistake.
I broke up with Matt because I didn't care for him like he claimed to care for me. I was in grade nine, fourteen, having fun and he was talking about the army and settling down, getting married and having kids. Talk about a way to freak a kid out. About two weeks later my mom confronted me about rumours going around about her daughter being a whore. Apparently, I am easy if you take me out on an ATV I will let you down my pants... so says my ex-boyfriend.
I kind of freaked a little. In the two weekd that had passed, my reputation went from being perfect-marks great person good-girl me to an easy whore who let Matt Slipp down her pants... real nice. Meanwhile, I had no idea. Great. As my luck would have it (which is none) David became infatuated with Ashley, and for the next two and a half years she used him and played games with his head.
Being her best friend, I plainly told her I didn't like what she was doing. Well, she didn't like that. She screwed me over for a few of the best friends I ever had, and forbid David from talking to me while the two of them were "together". Although David had been my best friend, he was loyal to AJ and refused to talk to me. For two years I never heard anything from him.
In that time span, I hit depression, came out, went to the Canada Winter Olympic Games as a representative of New Brunswick, had two other boyfriends, a fiance and a pregnancy by him, only to be abused through it. Oh what fun I have seen. Long after I decided to break up with Scott (my ex-fiance and Jack's father) I still hadn't done it. He kept telling me how noone could want to be with a single mother, and I would never find anyone else.
Until David came back. He messaged me wanting to go for a coffee, to catch up. I told him I had a baby on the way and a fiance and we never did go for the coffee. I told him all my fears and problems in the current relationship, and basically renewed my bff status with him. He told me about being in college and the reserves and everything that had happened in his life.
Once I finally found the nerve to leave Scott and his abuse behind, David found me and dried my eyes and basically promised to protect me. He also said he loved me and wanted to be with me, and that he loved Jackson.
So imagine this...
My crush for four and a half years comes back into my life to become my hero and adopt me and my son and all our problems... So what did I say?
Damn right I said yes...and a whole lot more. So now I am married to a man not a boy, one who wants both me and my son, and loves us both.
Is there really no such thing as a dream come true?
I think there is...
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I love kids and animals and want a shitload of them when I get "all grown up" (sarcasm). I have been called a bitch and a follower before, but I do not agree. I am of Irish and Scottish descent mixed with English and am proud of my heritage. Right now my biggest love in life is music and my family that I am slowly building with my husband.
If someone doesn't like me all I say is whatever and don't bother with petty people. I don't like posers, fakes, wannabes, people who try to follow examples of others and won't set their own, and liars. I'm generally well tempered and nice to all I meet - unless it is evident you are one of the people listed above.
Although my reputation precedes me as a whore, I only ever slept with two guys, both of which got me pregnant, and one of them I am married to. So to run through a list of accomplishments this whore has aquired:
-high school graduation
-college graduation
-birth of a son
-birth of a daughter
-marriage to a militant man
....and all of this before my nineteenth birthday.
Gee, don't I feel like quite an accomplished whore. I don't care what others say or think of me. Many people say that, but not many can actually mean it. I hold dear to me the opinions only of the ones I love.
Other than that... my life is pretty simple. Just like everyone else's in fact:
I graduate from high school...
...hook up with my high school sweetheart...
...have myself a baby...
...or two...
...get married and settle down.
FOR NOW............. life is blissful.♥
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***Special Notes***
I love angels. I own one. His name is Jackson. He is sleeping beside me right at this moment. I watch him and cant help falling in love all over again. I fall in love every time I see him or he smiles his little double-toothed grin. Everytime he touches me or says mummy or mumma... I finally know what it is like to feel love. Pure and unconditional. He is my world and I would give anything to see him happy. I would risk everything to see he gets what he deserves in this life. He is the one thing in this world that keeps me grounded when times fly by and reality starts slipping out of reach. He is the one person who makes me realise what life is all about. I can't believe how lucky I am to have an angel I can touch anytime I need to feel loved. He is my everything and I adore him beyond the limits of reality and dreams. He is the reason I continue to live. He makes me strive to pull through the bad times and endure the hardships and trials the bitch life throws at me. Jackie... you are my world, my life, love and reason for being.
~Other Rave Family~
I love her dearly and she has the protection of me and several others. Do NOT hurt her.
Thank you SOOO much to Deltaro for walking my slow, blonde ass through the ordeal of getting a picture on here.
I don't judge people by their looks or attitudes, but by their personality. Because moods can change quickly. If there's any other info you'd like to know message me and I'll add it here as well as message you back. I love to talk and especially love bites. :) If I come up with anything else I'll add it later. For those that took the time to read through the timeline of the boring events of my life, I thank you, and appreciate your time. Feel free to drop in to my husband's profile and rate his as well. His name is DemonProject. ♥
......~Vera~.........^V^
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