Rye

I joined Stickam out of pure boredom as a result of living in a shitty town with boring people. Don't ask me to get naked, don't ask me to do anything gross. There's plenty of whores on here that will do that for you, but I am not one of them. I like good conversation. Make one with me.

My MySpace profile reads as below:
(or just go to www.myspace.com/ryexcore)
Hi, I'm Rye. And NO words on a screen can describe who I really am. But, I'll try my hardest to let you know what I am best known for. I'm difficult, complex, & simple. I'm seventeen, but act much older, or so I'm told. I can not go a day without meditating. I want to live out my ambitions which consist of living in Germany or France and being someone. I love the smell of coffee and rain. Music is essential. I have no egotism whatsoever. Do not try to change that, please. I don't hate anything; I strongly dislike. I'm one of those girls who will become one of those old women that never find love, (or lost it) and has 118 cats. I love things natural, as well as balanced. My obsessive compulsive disorder and paranoia is taking over my life. I can not live without love. I am nothing like you. And if you copy me I am sorry that you can not say the same. 437.89 miles keeps me from what I love the most.

I do not believe in war.
I have a strong antipathy towards war, violence, crime & abuse. I'll respect your views & opinions, so please do the same for me. I change my mind sporadically, so call me hypocritical. I believe 9/11 was a conspiracy by the US government. I have also worked with Electrocute Booking, and a venue in Bluffton, Sc. It's called The Chamber. Go to Minionbox to watch videos from our previous shows including The Scene Aesthetic, Danger::Radio, GoodnightMoon, Math The Band, and more. I will do anything for the bands I love. I like boys who take me to watch sunsets. They can take my heart. I name everything. i.e: unmentionables, computers, cell phones, cars, etc. I've been compared to a mood ring because of my "ever-changing hair colour." I don't regret anything I do. Things happen for a reason. Maybe not everything, but some things. I love being spontaneous. Cappuccinos from the gas station at 2am are amazing. I love relaxing music. but I’m so weird ill make a mixed cd with Incubus and As I Lay Dying. I actually like when random people add me and talk to me. as long as you're not a forty year old perv or something.

I’m the girl…
That you see dancing crazily in cars while Rick James is blaring. I’m the girl who is amused by anything colourful. The girl who loves hugs, hand picked flowers and gummy bears. The girl who plays in Walmart at 5am with her friends. The girl who always has a camera in her hand. The girl who could care less what you think. The girl who dresses up in old people clothes with Caroline and plays on playgrounds. The girl who is either too shy to talk or talks way too much. The girl who just wants peace and clarity. The girl who draws with chalk all over her walls and is extremely lazy. The girl who just wants out.

IMPORTANT!
Cannot ≠ Can not.
For ≠ Fore ≠ Four.
It's ≠ Its.
Maybe ≠ May be.
Patience ≠ Patients.
Peace ≠ Piece.
Pen ≠ Pin.
Pray ≠ Prey.
Quiet ≠ Quite.
Than ≠ Then.
They're ≠ Their ≠ There.
Threw ≠ Through.
To ≠ Too ≠ Two.
Very ≠ Vary.
We're ≠ Were ≠ Where.
Who ≠ Whom.
Who's ≠ Whose.
Your ≠ You're.
USE PROPER ENGLISH WHEN SPEAKING TO ME.

I have many flaws.
And I am not afraid to admit them. I can be an inconsiderate, selfish, whiny bitch. I never wear matching socks. I knock on wood at least 86times a day. I always have a bow in my hair. I get attached too easily. I have the most difficult time letting go. I get into the movies for $3.50 because I still look seven. I am deathly afraid of the song "love rollercoaster". I can't stand old people. I make too many mistakes. But I'm trying to change my ways.

You're not the new cancer. You're not! at the disco. You're not electrikkk. You're not hollywood. Nor are you original. I put "ELECTRIKK" kids in the shower.

It’s all about being at the right place at the right time. It’s about being a purpose, not a statistic. It’s about knowing that what happened was, without a doubt, supposed to happen. It’s about not questioning yourself. Too many times in my life have I made mistakes, and I am through with that. I want to know that where I’m sitting is mine, and my own. I want to eat an herb that was specifically picked for me, and nobody else. I want to be the only person that a certain word describes. I thrive for originality. I thrive to be something innovative. I don’t want to be your value, your statistic. Don’t use me as a guide. I am not a written map. I am not an edited novel. I am an improvised being. I am unpredictable. Do not doubt me, do not hate me, do not hurt me, shove me, put me down. Karma. Be your own. Be something someone else would never come up with. Don’t become a clone.
(If you really read all of this, message me saying that you did and I'll kiss you on the cheek.) Do not add me and not talk. I refuse to be another number on your list. Oh, and I'm not gay, but I support. If you have a problem with it, DO NOT talk to me, thanks.

I would like to meet someone original, for once. Someone who isn't struggling to fit in. Someone who is happy and lives through those feelings. Someone who is just a great person through and through. The kind of person that will come to you late at night when something bad is going on. The kind of person who has a unique taste in music, and really could care less if you like it or not. Someone who wears clothes from the 70's and makes the majority of their wardrobe. Someone who can dress up with me and not be embarrassed to walk around in public. Someone who isn't in a shell like everyone else in this town. Someone who isn't stuck up. Someone who isn't afraid of having fun, trying new foods, dancing in public, creating things, falling in love, talking to random people, laying in fields and so much more. I'm not up to meeting just anyone, I want to meet SOMEONE. Someone, who is someone. Who doesn't just lie around. Someone who makes things happen. Someone.