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maddi caligari

maddi, in the ballroom, with the revolver.

About Me


i'm just not a morning person.
livejournal: i need your dna

if you want to know if i'm gay, straight, bi, punk, preppy, goth, hippie, male, female, right-wing, left-wing, happy, depressed, laughing, crying, screaming, sick, well, in love, hating the world, lucky, jinxed, lost, found, guilty, innocent, staying safe or just making mischief, i want to let you know right now that i am.

BANDS: I WILL NOT ADD YOU BACK.

if you look in my direction
do you see me looking back?

maybe you'll love me when i fade to black

My Interests

+tattoos with stories behind them
+battle wounds
+sleeping late together
+love
+midnight beach trips
+pickle brine
+photography
+being a movie dork
+sarcasm
+playwrighting
+having my picture taken
+performance art
+ballet
+the sound of seagulls
+suicide by cigarette
+pain
+sex
+piercing
+restraint
+rainstorms
+steaming milk
+dancing in my underwear
+rollerskating
+adventures
+coffee
+insomnia
+october mornings
+breathing in
+breathing out
-missing pookies
-onions
-making the bed
-ants
-small talk
-insomnia
-stale coffee
-bad poetry
-feeling full
-monsters
-buying into insecurities
-milk chocolate
-paper cuts
-breathing out
-breathing in

I'd like to meet:

innocent bystanders.

i want listeners; i want talkers.
i want artists, musicians, bohemians, thinkers.
i want the quiet types, the shy ones, the ones that are almost too much. the wallflowers and the centers of attention, equally.
i want boys and girls and those who are unsure which they're supposed to be. i want walks on the beach at midnight, coffee in the morning and pancakes at any hour.
i want the insomniacs and the heavy sleepers, equally. i want the warm bodies, the dancers and the watchers, equally.
i want you to want me.
i want the pierced, tattooed, mangled beyond repair. i want the pristine untouched. i want the guilty and the innocent in equal amounts.
i want those who can hold my attention for more than five minutes, those who have more beneath the surface than you might think.
i want people who make up their own words, dance while they walk, sing songs in cars and look up at the stars late at night and make wishes on them.
i want touch.

i want you.

Music:

i will dance to anything;;

Movies:


i will judge you by your taste of movies
above all else.

Television:

nah.

Books:

destined for dizziness, by souther salazar

Heroes:

LITHIUM PICNIC

My Blog

i'm not the only one hiding behind my computer.

everyone has been telling me lately, since the weekend of the twentieth until now, what i deserve. more, less, this, that, or the other thing. but you know what? that doesn't mean anything. it is not ...
Posted by maddi caligari on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 06:53:00 PST

little blue pills

jasmine, i keep trying to write you back, but myspace makes this computer in its now-weakened state collapse into itself. but the response is coming. lets play twenty questions. what do i do when my l...
Posted by maddi caligari on Thu, 31 May 2007 01:37:00 PST

god, gorillas and cows falling from the sky

apparently darwinism and creationism have been erupting into the political debates lately, and also just in general in the past few years. now, i was under the impression that we agreed to disagree he...
Posted by maddi caligari on Sat, 05 May 2007 01:54:00 PST

ACAP

nate's passed out on the couch, mindy is singing a chorus of puke in the bathroom, and here i am on myspace. we're all within the same twenty foot radius, but we inhabit our own little worlds.i never ...
Posted by maddi caligari on Tue, 01 May 2007 12:38:00 PST

gone like the water

when i was 12, i met my third RealBestFriend. first was a hippie girl named maeve, who had, by the age of eight, already changed her name (from alana) and was therefore instantly cool. the second was ...
Posted by maddi caligari on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 08:57:00 PST

justify my thug [pictures!]

i've been doing more and more modeling lately, but i've been frustrated at my voice not being heard. i don't mind being told what to do, but if you aren't gonna take ANY of my ideas, why are we even c...
Posted by maddi caligari on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 08:24:00 PST

where the heart is

when i was so sick with love that i wasn't thinking straight, i fantasized about a place we might live someday.i'd have my bed, with the fluffy comforters and pillows aplenty--the compromise would be ...
Posted by maddi caligari on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 02:15:00 PST

white as snow

a meme. you can all sit and wonder which number might be to you.Write twenty statements.Intended to different people.Not all to friends.Never tell which one is to whom.1.  part of me worries that...
Posted by maddi caligari on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 09:33:00 PST

flute! clarinet! kazoo!

i am sick sickley. [not to be confused with my dream-boat lover man from the mid-nineties, stick stickley. as in "write to me, stick stickley, p.o.box, nine six three, new york city, new york state; o...
Posted by maddi caligari on Sun, 13 Aug 2006 04:38:00 PST

its comin' up. its comin' up.


Posted by maddi caligari on Wed, 26 Jul 2006 12:04:00 PST