NAME: Flower, georgia, george, or whatever you wanna call me

GENDER: female

LIKES: anime/manga, music, drawing, talking, reading

DISLIKES: Liars

LOVES: All things beautiful in this life

HATES: I hate nothing. There are things i do not agree with and there are things that i do not understand...but there is nothing i hate.

SCARED OF: Being left alone

HAPPY WHEN: With the ones i treasure most

SAD WHEN: I get sad (sometimes for no reason ^^;)

DEPRESSED WHEN: I try not to get depressed...so i guess i just dont really get depressed much

NEEDS MOST: to be loved

NEEDS LEAST: to be a part of society

CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT: sleep

Flower does not yearn for the attention of others but takes her few true friendships very seriously. She does not like to let others get close enough to hurt her and rejection is her deepest fear. Her fear of being rejected makes it hard for her to get close to someone, many people see her as an outsider. She prefers to remain indifferent to activities around her and finds it difficult to develop true trust in someone. She appears to others as one thing, but hides her true personality away, it makes it easier to pull out before someone can get too close. All she wants is to be able to let someone know her true self but is too scared to let them.

Flower does not seek to fit in with others and can sometimes seem shy, she does not crave power or popularity and prefers to keep herself to herself, when facing a challenge, she will aproach it logically and without emotion.

She can become sad very quickly and finds it hard to get over emotional trauma, her pain, however, is usualy hidden away from prying eyes. She is reluctant to trust her feelings and is often uncertain of what actions to take, she fears that she will get things wrong and make a mess of things. Memories of her past often haunt her during moments of reflection and she does not easily forget things, nor does she forgive herself and others quickly. In her eyes, a friend once lost, is lost forever. She avoids making the first move in case she is wrong and does not like to take chances.

She often avoids contact and conversation and prefers to sit alone in a corner where it's "safe", she does not have much confidence and gets nervous very easily. She does not like things that are new or unfamiliar and prefers to keep things how they are.

She can sit alone for hours just thinking, and finds it much easier to think than to talk to people. Not talking to people stops her from making mistakes and getting hurt. She often finds her own company very satisfying and prefers to be left alone.

Flower enjoys writing songs, poems and stories, and often pours her heart and soul into them. Her creations always turn out better when she is feeling a powerful emotion and she has a tendancy to get out her writing pad (or whatever is avaliable at the time) during lessons to scribble down quick poems or lines. When writing she can often cry due to the emotions being let out on the paper, and when she is done she can feel drained.

She can feel fine one moment and suddenly feel down, mainly when she has a few seconds to think. Most of her troubles start in her own mind and slowly grow worse, she is well aware that she makes herself feel sad but is helpless to stop herself. She longs for moments of quiet, when she can be alone, even though having the time to think makes her sad.

Flower has a strong hatred of liars and how much damage they can do. When somebody lies to her she feels upset and betrayed and wonders why they didn't trust her enough to tell her the truth. She avoids lying at all costs, if she does not wish to tell the truth, she will say nothing at all. 

OK..i think its time for an update...
i am Flower...just flower...forget bleeding flower...she no longer exists...i am flower...i stand by myself and do not need to hide behind a bed of thorns... i am not a fancy flower...i am not a rose or an orchid... but this means that i will not be cut and put in a display... i am a flower... but a wild flower that grows free...

A lot of things have happened to me... and a lot of things have changed, including myself, not all these changes have been good and many have been painful...but i am still here and still fighting for the happiness that has eluded me for so long.

I am not a beautiful flower with loud colours and entrancing smells...so i dont get much attention from those around me... i fade into the background and can easily be stepped on and crushed... but i do not wish to be a beautiful flower that everyone loves for its look and smell...i want to be a simple flower... but a flower that has the freedom to be itself, rather than what people want it to be...i do not want to be a flower trapped in a vase...i want to be a flower that can grow where i like, by whoever i like and be loved for what i am, not what i should be.

I have learned to trust...and slowly... i am becoming a better person... i am no longer a bleeding flower, i am not a wilted, dying flower...but a flower that is growing, very much alive... and i want to keep growing, and keep learning, and keep improving myself, no matter how tough and painful the lessons are...i will endure... i will survive through the harsh darkness and cold of winter and hold my head up high when spring arives. i will say "i am still here, i am still fighting, i will find happiness"

~Flower~

here is a vid...its not mine...i stole it from youtube... bwahah... its one of my favourite songs... there used to be a fate stay night vid to it...but some stupid youtuber person took it off...stoopid people...