I feel more like Scully than I wish | scully's Blog

To Scully herself, I mean, who cares? She's a fictional character. But me, I'm a human being, made of flesh and blood. Who thinks, but also feels, fears, and hurts. I 'mean sometimes I'm HURT when I see her. 

My natural hair color is light brown/dark blonde, but I LOVE red hair (the truth? I love red hair since I was in grade 1.  A friend of mine had beautiful red hair then). Since then I've wanted to have these hair IN particular because I have  a fair complexion  (very pale skin, very blue eyes, freckles)...

My father has a third eye? I wish those who can answer me do. Family. Father. Uncle/ant. Gillian... 

I'm very independent, whether I can be or not, I'm not eazy when, not. I'm me, very me, I trust Me first. I'm just 29, but I have a luggage trust me, you cant's bullshit me so easily. I try to be friendly though. But I feel some lies. And I'm disappointed. But' life's so. I'm very sensitive and emotional, and more intuitive than I want to accept it. I think by myself, I'm skeptic then. But this world is full of shit. I don't feel attacked every minute, but I know this world is full of lies, achievers, money, money, money. Not much justice and rights, what I fight for, whatever job I do. Then I'm not a scientist of formation, but I love science, and I see me well working  in environement. Or scientific stuff. I have a languages degree and communicaitions degree. I wento the UN? but really, I know people of the street, people who have less than the A-level, and they do better, and i have admiraiton for them. In the world of today. 

Fox has come back at about 1.40 am. Short  for me. But I don't hide him I'm drunk. Like I didn't hide him when I cut. I didn't tell him 'I cut'. But he asked me. I just told him the truth. I was raped. He knows. There's still a sort of barrier,  between me and he, but between me and anyone. Any man. I do not do it on purpose. It's a reflex. Maybe he loves more my values and brain, then. The same I value from him. Doesnt' mean he's ugly (really not, it's just a plus). But it's really not the more important. I need someone who just let me be like I am. I see friends, with guys around them, it's not so obvious. But to me, it's just not to negociate. If I bear a partner at home, it's in freedom. We're loyal, and faithful. But the rest. Pff puifff, let it be. 

I don't how it will end, do you?