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about a girl...
[Name/Cat]
<[b>Age/18]
<[b>Sign/Leo]
<[b>Location/Gravesend]
<[b>Status/Engaged to her Ben Moss man]
<[b>MSN/[email protected]]
she belongs...
to Benedict Stewart Moss
...the one who used to catch 2 buses & a train just to see me for a few hours, before walking 9 miles to get home again. The one who worked harder to pay for a house of our own, and wanted Aiden to be a part of his life too. The one to willingly stand outside naked at 3am purely for my entertainment, not to mention the permenant pen abuse/spray bottle/waterballoon condoms/spontaneous shaving/kleptomania antics. The one who gets up for Aiden on his only day off so I can have a lie-in, and takes me to bed when I fall asleep on the floor. The one who bought me the most bootiful engagement ring in the world and didnt care it cost more than a holiday. The one to stay awake with me til 5am. The one who knows everything I want in life and tries his hardest to make them happen... He's the one.
she likes...
Controversy, the way she forgets she existed before she was 15, play piercing needles, stickers & badges, attacking everyone with her camera, JD & coke, poking things with sticks, music, rainy days, drawing on people, spikey things, arting it up, befriending inanimate objects, typing in third person, adopting Brighton's homeless, quoting Hand Banana, getting crap in the post, addiction & obsession, New Rocks, geckos & snakes, camo, pinstripes, the way complete strangers @ the lion recognise her because of myspace, Camden, long rides home, using too many ...'s, Joop, dying her hair & complaining when it turns ginger, permanent markers, pitchers of Long Island & Woo Woo, random texts, letting her imagination run away with her, giving people prezzies & hiding in cupboards...
her metal...
lip x1//nape x2//navel x1//nipple x1//tongue x1//ears x8//cartilage x1//tragus x1//eyebrow x1
retired...
lip x3//various cartilage & ear x5
coming soon...
reverse navel x1//nipple x1her story...i'm not as pretty as those girls in magazines... i'm rotten to my core
She's very shy, but give her the chance to know you better and you'll have a hard time getting her to shut the fuck up.
Cat's little baby man - Aiden - loves nothing more than waking her up at stupid o clock in the morning. Nevertheless she loves him with all her heart, and she wouldnt swap him for anything in the world. Not even a puppy.
Like most of the girls round here, she's not with the father of her baby anymore. However unlike most girls around here, she actually knows who the father is. Two and a half years down the drain... But at least she can say she tried.
You'll often find her tucked up in bed with the strange being we call Ben, or roaming around Dartford park with a bottle of JD in one hand and her Canon 350D in the other. Yes folks, she's an alcoholic photography geek .
Although she loves getting to know new people, she's happy just to be with her closest friends. Upset them, and she'll stamp on you in her New Rocks. Fatal.
Cat is fond of experimenting in the kitchen (minds out of the gutter, kids!) and if you ask nicely, she'll even bake you a cake. Other than that, she likes buying underwear... even if only one other person gets to see.
Her list of obsessions include things such as jd & coke, photography & shooting everyone in sight, tic-tacs, tidyness, sex & Lee Evans. Admittedly, Cat hates stand-up comedy, but you have to agree...Lee Evans is something of a legend.
Like every other person out there Cat has fears and phobias. A phobia of being sick, and a phobia of circles. She's afraid of rejection, and is too insecure for her own good. Overall, she's just your average hyperactive emetophobe with a camera =)
All she'll ever ask for is a little trust, a little faithfulness, and the occasional chance to dress up.
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