ADD AS FRIEND
SEND MESSAGE
GIFT PLUS
IGNORE USER
REPORT ABUSE

FRIENDS

 
 
Hello....

BASICS

Height:164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6")
Birthday:May 23, 1990
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Dating
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:02:17pm | Nov 21, '04
Profile Updated:11:20pm | Jan 06, '10
Last Active:10:35pm | Oct 24, '10

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Comic books, Graphic novels, Mysteries, Non-fiction
Movies:Horror, Psychological Thrillers
Art:Body Art, Doodling, Drawing, Painting, Photography, Pottery, Sculpture
Animals/Pets:Reptiles
Video Games:First person shooter, Fighting, Racing, Simulations
Cars:Drag Racing, Offroad, Classics, Motorbikes
Music:Death Metal, Garage, Goth, Hardcore, Metal, Punk, Rock
Sports:BMX, Body Building, Boxing, Hiking, Horseback Riding, Inline Skating, Kickboxing, Mountain Biking, Rugby, Snorkeling, Surfing, Swimming, Wrestling
Activities:Cooking, Drinking, Gambling, Listening to music, Partying, Pool/Billiards, Traveling
Musical Instruments:Electric Guitar, Kit Drums, Other Drums
Outdoor:Camping, Going to the beach, Hiking, Exploring, Suntanning, Traveling
Computers:E-mail, Gaming, Graphics, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

KEWL PICS =)








I LIKE...

PLAYING RUGBY
friends
MOUNTIAN BIKING
guys
music
music
music
HEAVY METAL
!!!percings!!!
streched percings!!!
tattoo
horor movies
MOHAWKS
liberty spikes!!!
my guitar...and playing it
playing pool
going out
dying my hair unatral colors
trying new things
being different
fire
ying yang signs ( i donno y but i just do)
[/size][/color][/left]

I HATE...

back stabbers
being sick
things that smell bad
pop misic
spandex
ppl that think their always right
stweaters
[/size][/color]

LATEST BLOG ENTRY

 
05:03am | Feb 19, '08 | No Comments
Links 2 3 4

One can break
One can speak
One can steal hearts
One heart torments one heart

They want my heart at the right spot
Yet I look over then below, away
There it strikes to the left

Hearts can sing
A heart can burst
Hearts can be pure
A heart can be stone

They want my heart at the right spot
Yet I look over then below, away
There it strikes to the left two, three, four

One can ask a heart
To carry a child under
One can give it away
Think with the heart

They want my heart at the right spot
Yet I look over then below, away
There it strinkes in the left breast
Neither barely knew it

To the left two, three, four