Nexopia | Profile

BASICS

Height:

159 cm - 163 cm (5'3" - 5'4")

Weight:

46 Kg - 50 Kg (101 lbs - 110 lbs)

Birthday:

January 13, 1947

Sexual Orientation:

Heterosexual

Dating:

Dating

Living Situation:

Living with kid(s)

Location:

South Africa, Africa, World

Join Date:

06:56pm | Aug 30, '07

Profile Updated:

03:16pm | Dec 17, '09

Last Active:

10:15pm | Feb 07, '10

INTERESTS

Reading Material:

Comic books, Humor, Magazines

Movies:

Action, Animated, Comedy, Horror, Musicals, Romantic Comedies

Art:

Cross-stitching, DJing, Journal Writing, Knitting, Painting, Pottery, Sewing, Visiting Museums

Animals/Pets:

Cats, Dogs, Farm Animals, Fish, Horses, Rabbits

Music:

Alternative, Country, Hip-Hop, Pop, Punk, R & B, Rock, Techno, World, Acoustic

Sports:

Aerobics, BMX, Bowling, Cricket, Fishing, Horseback Riding, Ice-skating, Martial Arts, Rowing, Scuba, Skateboarding, Skiing, Sky Diving, Snorkeling, Surfing, Swimming, Ultimate Frisbee, Volleyball, Windsurfing, Yoga, Kayaking, Hacky-sack, Ringette, Fencing

Activities:

Clubbing, Driving, Gambling, Karaoke, Poker, Shopping, Traveling, Darts, Raving

Musical Instruments:

Bagpipes, Chimes, Fiddle, Harp, Harmonica, Kit Drums, Oboe, Pan pipes, Recorder

Outdoor:

Camping, Fishing, Going to the beach, Suntanning, Traveling

Computers:

E-mail, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

UNTITLED

------r------I Am The Boxman Ashly
You're Messing With The Wrong Box!
15+ taken+ bffed + happy

So This Is How It All Began
I was chillin', eatin' some raisin bran I decided it was time to get a tan
so I grabbed my scissors and then I ran I forgot my house was two stories tall
I missed the first step and began to fall What happened next I could not recall
I was impaled by the scissors and thats not all

[/size][/color]I thought I could get some help on the street.
I thought I could get some help on the street I got run over by a fucking Jeep
the rest of this mess I will not repeat to help keep your lunch, I've been discrete
(box / the boxman / he's the boxman / he's the boxman / he's a box / he's a boxman / boxman / he's a box / man)
I woke up in a strange location some dirty bum had an explanation
apparently he had no education he turned my body into an abomination[/color][/font]
he said he found me on the road nearly dead
it was necessary he fix my torso and my head he had no human parts so he used a box instead
the news was so overwhelming that I fled
(box / the boxman / he's the boxman / he's the boxman / he's a box / he's a boxman / boxman / he's a box / man)
[yo, what's up homie, you know that boxman? yeah, he used to be a part of my clique yeah, well what about now?
I don't know man, he can suck my --]
It's Hard To Have A Box For A Head
you'd think with this cute smile I'd be adored but since the accident I've always been ignored
I trust one day that my hope will be restored I'd like to meet a girl who likes me for me
but of course no girl likes a guy made of tree I get so desperate that a cry and I plea
I'd even take a fat girl to a tolerable degree
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I LIKE HIM ... ALOT<3

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FRIENDS

RECENT ALBUMS

BASICS

INTERESTS

I LIKE HIM ... ALOT&lt;3

UNTITLED

UNTITLED

I LIKE HIM ... ALOT<3