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BASICS

Height:164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6")
Weight:51 Kg - 55 Kg (111 lbs - 120 lbs)
Birthday:February 09, 1988
Sexual Orientation:Bisexual/Open-Minded
Dating:Dating
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:07:51pm | Dec 12, '03

INTERESTS

Art:Astrology, Body Art, Doodling, Drawing, Writing
Sports:Hockey, Lacrosse, Skiing
Activities:Drinking, Listening to music, Partying, Reading, Shopping
Musical Instruments:Acoustic guitar, Electric Guitar, Violin
Outdoor:Camping, Going to the beach, Hiking, Exploring

ABOUT ME

I AM LEAVING FOR AUSTRALIA ON MONDAY, JANUARY 28TH. BUHBYE, SUCKERS!!!
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1. "single and not looking" means single and NOT looking. i don't want a boy/girlfriend or a fuckfriend, period. no, not even you.
2. if you are going to talk to me, at the very least skim my dislikes so you don't instantly piss me off, okay!?
3. don't ask me to add you to my friends list. if i know you (as in have met you - in person) and at least... kinda... like you, i will add you myself. if i've never met you, you have no hope whatsoever.

kthx. :)
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i am heaven sent,
... don't you dare forget ...
i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys girls all promised.
- sorry i told ...; i just needed you to know.
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Me -
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// i am extremely absent-minded. anywhere i go, i'll forget something of mine. i would probably forget my head if it wasn't attatched to my shoulders. so many people are constantly running after me waving said dropped/forgotten thing(s) that i'm starting to think my name may in fact be "hey-you,-you-forgot-this!"
// i'm psychic. i'm serious. shut up.
// i am a huge klutz, butterfingers, accident-prone goofup. i am always tripping, knocking things over, dropping things, or otherwise destroying property pretty much entirely not on purpose.
// i listen to other people's conversations way too much.
// if something is bothering me, i'm the type who will be quiet and grin and bear it, and then do a vicious flying tackle out of left-field.
// make me laugh, please. i swear, its not that hard. but it is required. at least once.
// fanatically loyal to those who have earned it.
// i'm pretty much always playing with my hair. twirling it, twisting it, braiding it, tying it in knots, etc etc ...
// i can bend all the way backwards from a standing position very easily. i can also bend my right pinky finger all the way back, too. appealing, yes ?
// left-handed... yes that's right... like satan.
// i bite my nails. i know, i know - it's not good, but its a habit i have so far found impossible to rid myself of.
// i tend to stare at people when im riding the bus or lrt, and then i catch them looking at me funny, so i stop looking at them, and then five minutes later i snap back into it and realize im staring at them again, and they're looking at me funny .. again.
// band-aids always make me feel better.
// i hold grudges forever, whether i act like it or not - because i am capable of being civil while speaking to you and still cursing you eternally with my thoughts at the exact same time.
// i am very skilled at multi-tasking. see above.
// by saying i'm bisexual/openminded, i really mean the second half of that. whilst the average person would consider me mostly heterosexual, i believe neither lust nor love is restricted to gender.
// also, i like to think that i am one of the most openminded and rational people around. i take every opportunity and effort to see something the way another person sees it, and respond accordingly. it drives me insane when people stereotype or generalize, and then don't have the ability to admit that the possibilities are endless. especially when they say "i was just giving my opinion." no, im sorry, if you were just giving yr opinion you would be open to recieving a different one, too. if you aren't, then its not an opinion anymore ... its intentional ignorance. grow up.[/left]

Body Mods -
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[13 x piercings]

ears -- stretched to 2g w/ black carved pointy natural thingies\\
right ear 2nd lobe -- silver captive ring \\
right ear 3rd lobe -- silver barbell \\
right ear top cartiledge -- silver captive ring \\
right ear top cartiledge -- silver captive ring (yes, another one)\\
nose -- 22g (approx) w/ silver ring \\
industrial -- 14g w/ green bar w/ one silver bead and one fuschia bead \\
orbital conch -- 12g w/ silver ring and green bead \\
left nipple -- 14g w/ silver barbell \\
bellybutton -- 14g w/ silver zipper \\
eyebrow -- 16g (i think?)silver barbell, big silver spike on top, small black spile on the bottom\\
left rook -- 14g yellowish gold ring \\

[2 x inkings]

tattoo #1 -- heart w/ wings and horns, right hip \\
tattoo #2 -- aquarian zodiac symbol, above left bum cheek \\[/right][/font][/size]

FROM THE DARK SIDE OF THE STREET

Fears -
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bees / wasps .. or anything small that flies near my face. watch me go instantly epileptic. \\
seagulls. especially whilst flying overhead. \\
opening pop cans or bottles .. i have an irrational fear they are going to explode, every time. \\
lake water. i will drown. \\
having my heart broken (again) .. which is why i just won't let it happen. \\
when people with heavily accented english are trying to communicate with me, and i can't understand them. \\
failure. \\
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Pet Peeves / Piss Offs -
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// being called [/font][/size]cute. ARGH. please dont. please ?
// phones ... i swear they steal yr soul. i pretty much never answer my cell, especially if i don't recognize the number.
// when i try get out of a vehicle, only to realize i forgot to unbuckle my seatbelt.
// internet laughs (i.e "lol", "rofl", "lmao"). if i am amused, i will type "haha." or, if its appropriate, "hehe." i mean, c'mon, that's real laughter. i don't see anyone actually loling or rofling, now do i ..? if i feel the need to "lmao," i will just type lots of "haha"s in a row.
// getting my earrings/piercings stuck on clothing/objects.
// being ignored.
// not mattering to someone.
// how people think calling someone "gay" or "homosexual" is an insult. its NOT an insult, its a sexual preference, get over it. the term "faggot" really really bothers me as well ... especially when people aren't even informed enough to spell it properly.
// cigarettes. DISGUSTING. i have never and will never ever smoke a cigarette.
// crying in front of people. almost never happens, but when it does, i feel like such an idiot ...
// waking up still really drunk.
// bad grammar/spelling. honestly, how hard is it to learn the difference between there, their, and they're and the appropriate usage for each ... !? (i'll let poor or nonexistant punctuation slide, though, so as not to be perceived as hypocritical.)
// how promises are near-worthless to everyone but me.
// i hate in war/action/whatever movies when animals get killed. i mean, sure i care about the thousands of people depicted getting brutally murdered, but its much sadder when someone kills a horse or a dog or something.
// i intensely dislike relying on other people, for anything. i don't need to be an obligation, and every person lets me down or disappoints me sooner or later.
// pushy and overly aggressive people.
// my mother appointing herself my own personal matchmaker, and trying to set me up with my little brother's friends. christ.
// organized religion. there is nothing wrong with being spiritual, but religion is just a big joke. like god.
// when yr sleeping, and you wake up 'cause you hafta pee, but you don't want to get out of bed and ruin it so you just lay back and try fall asleep again until yr bladder nearly explodes and you are forced to sprint to the bathroom with yr legs crossed (a feat no less impressive than it sounds).
// saying goodbye - to people i don't know well. not in the i-don't-want-to-be-apart kinda way, but in the damn-this-is-awkward-what-am-i-supposed-to-do kinda way.
// being told what to do/say/think. i will do/say/think whatever i damn well please, thank you very much.
// most people i know or have met. that's right, just because i smile doesn't mean i actually like you.
//stupid people. they are really starting to irritate me. don't expect me to tolerate the complete ignorance and obnoxiousness that i am seemingly surrounded by any more than i have to. in leiu of said tolerance, expect other descriptive words such as "bitchy" and "sarcastic" and "violent outbursts" in replacement.


TO THE BRIGHT SIDE OF THE ROAD

Favorite Things - [/b]

// rain... i love rain. i wish i could walk around naked in the rain. without being arrested.
// ...which is probably why i love showers. naked AND water... oh, baby.
// i love choices and options. not too good with actually making decisions, though.
// knowledge.
// being myself and not conforming to other people's idea of what i should do or say.
// playing Diablo II for hours on end.
// reading and writing. anything.
// playing my guitar until my fingers bleed.
// sleeping.
// my piercings.
// Caesars sans tobasco sauce (clamato juice + worchestershire sauce + vodka), oh so delicious.
// SuperDave Osbourne.
// power and control achieved through subtle manipulations.
// the fact that i got to backpack europe for over four months.
// socks.
// strawberry beer (Früli).
// food of any kind.
// ... but ESPECIALLY dessert type foods. i am well known for my huge bombastic mondo sweet tooth, and i do infact get cranky when i do not meet my daily sugar intake quota. i love icecream and cookies and chocolate and donuts and... you catch my drift.
// partying till i can't think straight.
// being in love and being loved back.
// riding ETS. maybe not so much in the winter.
// dancing drunk!
// playing the drums on my tummy.
// getting and giving massages.
// spinning around in circles and making myself dizzy.
// cracking my joints.
// bubble-baths.
// laughing out loud.
// stretching.
// babies and little kids... always makes me want one of my own so i could dress them up however i want!
// talking to new and interesting people.
// walking down the exact middle of the street.
// i find it hilarious when someone is talking to me, and i turn around and walk away and i can hear them still carrying on as if i were still standing there pretending to give a sh-t.


Leo says:
no
Leo says:
i dont want you to go?
Leo says:
i stopped masturbating to talk to you
Leo says:
thats love
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REST IN PEACE, DREW.
December 9, 1985 - December 1st, 2006
...you are deeply, dearly missed... </3

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Hey there, Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl - tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do...
Times Square can't shine as bright as you.
I swear it's true.

Hey there, Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance,
I'm right there if you get lonely -
Give this song another listen...
Close your eyes.
Listen to my voice - it's my disguise.
I'm by your side.


(Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
what you do to me...)


Hey there, Delilah
I know times are getting hard...
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar.
We'll have it good.
We'll have the life we knew we would.
My word is good.

Hey there, Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you,
Would take your breath away...
I'd write it all.
Even mo