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M O C H Imadness (I smell BACON. I smell GREASE. NO IT'S THE POLICE)

Member #52568 created: 2008-08-09 13:52:44Simple URL:   

Name: Monika Rosenthal



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Drunk-assSex-monsterCrazy kid

All I need to get by.

I'm not trying to impress you, or your friends. I'm here for me and to keep in contact with my friends.
The saying is still the same, this is myspace, not yourspace and if you have a problem with the fact I don't want to spend hours writing shit for some pixels on a screen, then just leave me alone now. I want to make new friends, but I'm not going to try to impress them with my opinions.

I don't believe that marijuana is a drug and with that, I can say I've been sober since April 22nd, 2009. That means 65 days sober as of June 26th, meaning I stopped taking pills, snorting coke and drinking 65 days ago. WHOO HOO SOBRIETY.

I'm neither a girl, nor a boy. I was born as a female, but it always felt wrong, but I don't feel like I was supposed to be a boy. I feel like I was was supposed to be an essence, if anything at all. So, I suppose you can call me gender-queer.
I'm not heterosexual, bisexual, homosexual or any of that bullshit. I date people based on who they are, not what they are. Be a boy, be a girl, be a faggot, be a dyke, I'll love you the same. The name for it? I'm pansexual.
I don't believe in God, or Jesus, Satan, Wicca or anything like that. I see it as a bullshit myth to scare children into being good, and to give druggie sons of bitches an excuse to change their lives, because their will power is gone.
I've been through 3 addictions in my life, on my own. I was a fucking cocaine addict and it fucking sucked. I dropped almost my entire body weight and looked sickly for 4 months. I was hooked for the first line. I toughed out the withdrawals though, anything to be freed from the clutches of that drug. It ruined my life.
I was a goddamn heroin addict for a very brief period, and I fucked myself over. I hated who I was, that empty shell I had become and I'm glad I kicked that shit.
My most recent, and most difficult addiction was self injury. I burned and cut. It was a terribly, disgusting habit but goddammit, I was so into it. It made me feel like I finally had control over something in my life, it showed me I could still feel something even though I felt so numb and it proved that I was still alive. It took four hospital visits to stop, and I'm on a lot of medication. But I'm doing so fucking much better, it's completely worth it.
I would fucking die without my friends and family to support me. My best friends are the people I can count on the most and if anything happened to them, I'd fucking cry then beat some motherfucking ass.
I text way too much. My average a month, of sent is about 15,000 and received is about 20,000. I ignore a lot of texts. I love to text new people. it makes my days happy.
I have very serious trust issues. I have been fucked over far too many time in my life to just trust people, and now at this point, I can tell when someone is just playing me and if I see it, you'll never be able to have kids, if you know what I mean.
I love it when people talk shit to/about me like I really give that much of a fuck about them or their bullshit opinions. Tell me the make up I do as a joke looks stupid, the shit you do to look bomb looks even stupider, so don't start with me. Say my hair looks like shit, all of it's real, no extensions.
Call me a slut, and I'll laugh at you. I've kissed maybe 6 guys, ever. I know them by their first and last name. I've kissed 3 girls, and you know what? I've had sex with one guy and I regret it.
I hate when people try to act tough. I don't act tough. When I say I fight, I mean it. I never said I could fight well. I'm tiny, and weak but I'll throw down with some like...2nd graders? xD No but seriously. Fighting is a goddamn waste of fucking time. I don't do it anymore.
Drama is overly pointless. I'm no longer going to contribute. Got shit to say, say it. I'll just laugh and pretend to be totally interested. I don't care what you do, or what Brandon told you, or what you think happened between us. He probably lied to you to save his own ass. He turned into a piece of shit, we broke up, we got back together, he fucked me twice, he dumped me again and when I found someone new, better and overall amazing [Dakota], he asked me back out, I said no, so he started talking shit. Cut, on the next, Not the next scene, bitch the next check.
I randomly ask people if they want to have sex as if it's the most natural question of all. Like. "'s looking's nice...that bush looks comfy. Wanna go have sex?" But I never mean it. As I said, I'm not a fucking slut. So go away with that "I wanna stick it to you." No, sir, no.

Dakota, if you're reading this, you are my favorite person in the world, the only one whose opinion can make or break my day. When I look at your pictures, my heart gets that funny feeling, like a heart attack, but not painful. Just...a fluctuating in beat and pace, you know? I could on on hour hours how I feel about you, but the longest novel will come down to 3 short, but so amazing words; I love you. And I really do.
For all who don't know the nature of he and I's relationship, it's more complicated than a Rubix Cube with 1000 sides. We aren't dating, though we are far from just friends. He is one of few people I know I can count on, no matter what. He makes my day with everything he says, even if it's about how he's too busy playing his game to talk to me. He thinks I'm pretty, which gives him major kudos in my book, because I don't think many people think I'm pretty, despite the oh so popular "awww this is pretty" picture comments I get flooded with, but delete. He's my pedophile, and I'm his little Lolita.
I don't understand what it is he sees in me, but it must be amazing for someone like him to take interest in me. I don't know how long we'll last, I'm hoping for a long time though. I know he'd make a good boyfriend, I just can't wait to be able to experience it first hand. So before you ask me out or anything like that, think about the fact the second he and I are ready to start dating, I'll drop you like a hot potato and go to my boy. No. he's not a boy. He's my man. <3 I love him more than anyone or anything, and while this is the third time I've typed that out into an about me, on three different people, I mean it for him.
I love you, Dakota Joseph Edward Zimmerman. You're the guy I've been searching for. I'm sorry I was so blind as to not be able to see I had perfection in front of me for 9 months before we finally told each other how we felt.

Age: 13

Gender: female

What do you do?: Something in between

Place of living: USA-Minnesota

Exact place of living: Murda-apolis

Home-page URL:

Favorite URL:

Elfpack crew wannabe: No

grungeheavy metalhip hop
new ageprogressive metalpunk

Other interests
artbeercard games
carschasing the preferred sexchess
cookingcrime storiesdancing
motorcyclespornrole playing

Civil status: involved

Sexual preference: both sexes

Body shape: thin

Height: 152

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