MISS METAL BABY

My name is
"Life Should Taste As Good As Adriana"
"Tonight, Let It Be Adriana"
THIS IS WHERE THE RICH KIDS COME TO DIE
aka Adri, Addie, Addy, Adita, Nana, Fool, Baby and errmmm, well Adriana.....
.| I am the girl of a million faces |.
.|I hang clothes I like best on my best hangers and always feel guilty for the rest of my clothes|.
.| I am usually found procrastinating on MySpace |.
.| I'm weird, random, hyperactive, childish but mature |.
.| I'm a Latina Girl |.
.| And as a Latina I stand by what I believe |.
.| What is it about a woman that really makes her a woman? Is it the hair? No, that's what wigs are for. Is it the breasts? No, that's what implants are for. Is it the face? No, that's what make-up is for. Then what is it?
-It's the hips and the ass-
.| I want to be a tattoed, pierced, walking and talking piece of artwork |.
.| Your body is a masterpiece, show it to the world |.
.| I like it when people steal my ideas, and plagiarize my words, because it means that they believe I have done so well that they cannot do any better |.
.| LETS GET THIS STRAIGHT. Im Not Gore. Or Hardcore. I Dont Save The Rave. Im Not Corrosive, or Contagious, Im Not a cunt, I didnt Kill The Prom Queen, Im Not Nuuu Raveee. My Last Name Isnt creep, Or Corpse. Its Deffinatly not Couture. No-where On My Birth certificate does it say Chaotic. Im Not A Zombie. I don’t wanna join your train. I don’t have a million friends. Im Not Br00tz. Im Not Lush. I Dont have a whore code. I will not make you a sign and my romance is not fucking chemical. I like my ABC’s but not snorted, in pills, injected or smoked so get fucked and away from my page if u enjoy any of them. I am not straight edge.Give me a Stella or a JD and I will love u forever and lets make a million cocktails together. |.
.| I love it when people talk behind my back, when I am hacked, when people make up lies, when I am called ugly, told I am hated,, stuck up or an attention-seeker, called a foreigner, a flirt, a bitch, when told I am loved and special |.
.| I love it because it means I have made such an impact, left such an impression, that they cannot get me out of their mind, they become obsessed, and spend their time and energy to try to bring me down, but never are successful |.
.| I hate people who think artists are stupid, or that they can only create, that they do not comprehend complex ideas and subjects |.
.| I am currently studyin at the University of Wales, Newport |.
.| I did my Art Foundation course last year and it was as fun as I expected it to be and I cant wait to go back and start my Advertising design degree!!!|.
.| I over apologise all the time - I'm very sorry |.
.| I hate the phrase "we'll just have to agree to disagree" |.
.| I don't like sliced bread crust |.
.::I like::.
♥Thunder storms♥
♥FOOD♥
♥The feel of clean sheets, spacially with freshly shaved legs♥
♥Feeling loved, cared for and protected♥
♥Happy Hippos♥
♥Flying Pigs♥
♥Random phrases like communist chihuahua lube♥
♥Chocolate♥
♥Gwen Stefani, Angelina Jolie and Amy Lee♥
♥Stars, Polka Dots, Stripes and leopard print♥
♥Wonder Woman♥
♥Symmetry♥
♥Even numbers, specially on the TV volume and book pages♥
♥Changing my hair colout too often♥
♥Being a Malteser♥
♥Happiness and smiles♥
♥Cuddles and Kisses♥
♥Little details from and for people♥
♥Helping people and giving advice♥
♥Drs and Nurses/Nurses and Nurses♥
♥The Kama Sutra♥
♥Being innocent and naive♥
♥Being Strong♥
♥Crying♥
♥ ♥Being the foolish reason that brightens up someone's life♥
♥Hanging around with my friends♥
♥Waking up and know that I will have the chance to do something artistic♥
♥Being a silly moo♥
♥MUSIC♥
♥Friends and family♥
♥Random Facts♥
♥Feeling Clever♥
♥The way I eat soooo slow♥
♥The way I dont like makin decisons, because then other people can make them for me - lazy♥
♥The way I sometimes know EXACTLY what I want♥
♥Sleeping♥
♥Fucking around on myspace♥
♥html/css♥
♥Accents♥
♥Babies♥
♥Being held in strong arms♥
♥Belonging♥
♥Blowing bubbles♥
♥Boys in makeup (not 2 much)♥
♥Bubble wrap♥
♥Memories♥
♥Dressing up♥
♥Cookie Monster♥
♥Extreme jealousy, coz I do it :(♥
♥Fairies♥
♥Fairy-tales♥
♥Fluffy things♥
♥Sparkly things♥
♥Freebies and sales♥
♥Friendship♥
♥Hating to love the things I hate♥
♥Hip-bones♥
♥Imagination♥
♥Innocence♥
♥Kindness♥
♥Living in a world of my own♥
♥Love♥
♥Loyalty♥
♥Lying with who I dream of♥
♥Make-believe♥
♥Meeting new people♥
♥Music♥
♥Paranoia♥
♥Photographs♥
♥Singing and dancing like a lunatic♥
♥Stickers♥
♥Stuffed animals♥
♥Sweets♥
♥Talking♥
♥Teaching♥
♥Warmth♥
♥Cups of coffee (unfortunately addicted)♥
♥Good company♥
♥Breakfast in bed♥
♥The way I dont get jokes very often, or they talke me ages to get♥
♥Tidyness, but i can be messy♥
♥Intimacy♥
♥The cold side of the pillow♥
♥Planning adventures♥
♥Wearing new clothes♥
♥The smell of petrol♥
♥The way I get addicted and obsessed easily♥
♥The smell of permanent marker pens♥
♥Sleeping under heavy blankets♥
♥Being spontaneous♥
♥Feeling safe around people♥
♥Going home after being away♥
♥Falling asleep in someone else's arms (specially ma baby's♥
♥Holding hands♥
♥Reading song lyrics♥
♥Sneezing (fuckin love it)♥
♥People playing with my hair♥
♥Bright colours♥
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