Rebecca Pead

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Birth Name: Rebecca Pead

Age: 32, born 10 March 1993

Country of origin: Australia

Currently Residing In: United States

Height: 5' 6"

Relationship Status: In a relationship

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Description: By now, I'm sure you've already formed your opinion of me, whether it's from what you've heard, or you're first reaction to my profile. There's an extremely high chance that you're wrong. But hey, I'm not going to try and tell you otherwise, because I really don't care anymore. I have those who mean to the world to me and that's all that matters. First things first, I'm fluent in sarcasm. And I'm also quite aware that I have the ability to be the biggest bitch in the world, so calling me a bitch will get you the reaction of 'thank you captain obvious' I live in my head a lot. It's a much better world in there. Reality's just a b By now, I'm sure you've already formed your opinion of me, whether it's from what you've heard, or you're first reaction to my profile. There's an extremely high chance that you're wrong. But hey, I'm not going to try and tell you otherwise, because I really don't care anymore. I have those who mean to the world to me and that's all that matters. First things first, I'm fluent in sarcasm. And I'm also quite aware that I have the ability to be the biggest bitch in the world, so calling me a bitch will get you the reaction of 'thank you captain obvious' I live in my head a lot. It's a much better world in there. Reality's just a bore these days. I'm convinced my lungs are blacker than my xbox, and im convinced my liver resembles a dried up prune. So for that, I'm very sorry my internal organs. I suck with words. I never know when to stop talking, and I never know when I'm taking a joke way too far. Blame my parents for the last one. I can't sneeze properly, I sound like a stepped on chihuahua. I can't laugh properly, I sound like a dying guinea pig. I think I dance too much. Which is bad for me, considering I can't dance, but good for everyone else because they get to mock me for it. I've given up on trying, because it never seems to get me very far. I've given up on putting in effort, because certain people don't put in the same amount back. I'm really strange with how I sleep. I can't sleep the same way two nights in a row, and I can't sleep in the same bed as someone unless I feel somewhat okay about them. I tend to talk about myself too much, not because I love myself, just because I like telling stories, and find it easier to relate things back to me so I can understand. Comedies just aren't funny anymore, and romance movies make me want to vomit. Put on some gore and my face will light up. Im taken by Aiden(: again. most people say its a bad idea, but they should be happy for me, because im happy. Don't tell me what to do, I'm still standing after 17 years, I don't need you to run my life. Don't ask me what to do. I've figured a lot of stuff out for myself, I'm sure you can do the same. not that any of you read this, but i know ssome of you do. mainly because i get messages about it all the time. and im not going anywhere with that sentence. i happen to do that a lot. well, only when im talking to a guy i like or something. because if i dont have something else to say i think they'll just stop talking to me and stuff. so yeah. oh and incase you havent noticed, that just started my new about me section. so you already know that i trail off in sentences around cute guys. it rarely happens over the internet but its happened a few times. and it makes me sound lame. and my real name is Rebecca Pead. I go by Flickaaay or Callindra usually, seeing as Callindra is my middle name and I like it better. Call me Bec, Callindra, Fick whatever. I don't care. go figure. i hate it.one important thing you need to know about me: i dont run. and i wont run unless i see a snake. any other reason, i'll just walk. i swear i will. ive been in a life/death situation and i just walked. and look at me. i'm alive. ummmm...i really like talking to sweet guys. they always make me feel better inside. things that always get old are when people message me saying i'm sexy and all that crap. it makes a 0 impact on my life and i don't always reply. when i do, i just say thanks. i would much rather talk them out and say they don't even know me. because most of you, don't. i don't want to sound cliche, but i don't think i can fit "about me" into a paragraph. I've worked 16 years making it and it will take 16 years to finish it. but by then i'll just be older and older and soon, i'll die. google me when that time comes. even though i guarantee they will describe me in a paragraph, its better than me. ... (more)

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