age: 25 (Mar 04, 1988)
MEMBER SINCE: July 2009
occupation: Rocking out
fantasy: Ask ;D
sign: said, "Long haired freaky-people, need not apply."
stats: LVL 76 WARLOCK
makes me happy: My friends, music, the summer time, my dog, my guitars, my family, beer, Tom Waits, Princess Leia.
gets me hot: I love uber hot showers, ambitiousness, foxy attitude, ink and metal, comedy in sex, biting.
heroes: Link Wray, Jacques Yves Cousteau, Bill Murray, Iggy Pop, Ian Curtis, Tom Waits, David Lynch, Robert Johnson, Han Solo, Alex Trabek, Cohen Brothers.
makes me sad: Animal cruelty, plagiarism, Ignorance and elitism.
body mods: 4 tattoos (half sleeve, bicep, back shoulder blade, above my package. 3 piercings (upper cartilage, both lobes)
i lost my virginity: Tada!
most humbling moment: When I realized I had been spelling buried wrong for the majority of my life.
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An M&M vitamin tupperware tube. And an insidious display in her brain.
Her name was Jasmine Vanilla, said she's from Manilla. Lived in a villa with a villain and a cat.
And a dog with a black eye, deemed a Russian spy, and blind Portuguese water rat.
Writing her history, of her own murder mystery. Misery and stains and facts.
She couldn't wash off the blood, carving faces in the mud. A feral cat who couldn't relax.
She turned her jukebox, luke-warm, playing soft-core porn, left playing when she went to vacate.
Running from the law, her brain needed to thaw. From Ukraine to Wichita on a freight.