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Tra C is Discombobulated!

expect nothing and you'll never be disappointed.

About Me

Myspace Layouts at Pimp-My-Profile.com / Broken hearted


you either love me or hate me...!

I am 52% Asshole/Bitch.
.. I am abrasive, some people really hate me, but there may be a group of other tight knit assholes and bitches that I can hang out with and get me. Everybody else? Fuck em. Take the
Asshole/Bitch Test
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Your Birthdate: January 10
Independent and dominant, you tend to be the alpha dog in most situations.
You're very confident, and hardly anything ever shakes you.
Mundane tasks tend to drain you - you prefer to be making great plans.
You are quite original. When people don't "get" you, it bothers you a lot.
Your strength: Your ability to gain respect
Your weakness: Caring too much what others think
Your power color: Orange-red
Your power symbol: Letter X
Your power month: October What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

My Interests

kicking ass and taking names, anti-disestablishmentarianism, and pretty much anything involving violence and/or chaos.

I'd like to meet:


Buried at PhotoCasket.com
Buried at PhotoCasket.com

Music:

Music is Life as far as im concerned...give me punk rock or give me death.I am 93% Punk Rock.
.. I am PUNK AS FUCK! The model punk. I care not for anything. I kick ass, but probably smell really bad. Take the
Punk Rock Test
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Movies:

anything funny, clever, or has tons of gore.

Television:


Buried at PhotoCasket.com

Books:

anything with pictures, playgirl (for the articles), electric koolaid acid test, hunter s...is god. the pokey lil puppy, dr suess, gotta love beverly cleary. haha...no seriously...dr. michio kaku....his theories on the mobius continuum are extremely interesting, dean koontz rocks my socks, mother fuckin kubrick...need i say anything? and many more.

Heroes:

my dearest kimiko...she IS my stregnth...i only hope i instill as much stregnth in you, dudes that eat pussy... because no foreplay sucks ass, the thundercats...cuz i wanted to be cheetarah when i was little, and me...because no one can save you if you cant even save yourself.

My Blog

healing

you weren't the first to break my heart- sure as fuck wont be the last...and just like every other time i say this too shall pass. this isn't my first down and out- i've fallen harder in the past...bu...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 09:20:00 PST

yet another sex related poem...untitled...i must need some. haha

 do i dare to wake...open my eyes...weary and wobbley...submerged in the tides...drowning in kisses... swallowed by lust...prisoner of flesh...burning to dust.your smiles fade engulfing me whole....
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 03:05:00 PST

perversity...a soft-porn poem by Traci

Lastnight while you slept...i laid awake My body was burning...beginning to ache I tried to wake you to fullfill my need But every attempt failed to succeed. So i rolled to my back and spread my legs ...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Thu, 13 Apr 2006 01:30:00 PST

imagination

as my cigarrette burns relentlessly i stare blankly through the haze. I watch it take the mystic form of so many forgotten days. brick by brick they hit me as the memories come pouring through...my br...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Sat, 29 Oct 2005 09:14:00 PST

put on pause

sitting...waiting...oh how i hate waiting...i sit and wait while you're contemplating...perusing the chapters of us in my mind...wondering what type of ending we'll find. sitting...waiting...god!...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Tue, 25 Oct 2005 08:34:00 PST

a page from the journal of the damned

as i wander through my personal limbo i stare up to the skies and watch the daily ritualistic murder of the suns wicked glare. the heavens slowly cloaked by night...dark as pitch...leaves my path poo...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

:sigh:

i asked the wind why she blew...but she hushed me in reply i asked the moon what made him glow...he only winked his eye i asked the stars how they shine...but then they disappeared i asked the sun ...
Posted by Traci is Discombobulated on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST