heather lynn - ProfilesArchive

About Me

hello.
my name is:
heather
i am a freshman at arizona state univeristy.
i want to be a rock&roll journalist.
i am delightfully single.
i love to read, write, and photograph.
i think i drink too loudly.
i know what i want.
i spend more money than i make.
i am prone to anxiety attacks.
i love a good white russian.
i kiss my dog, beau, everyday.
i think my favorite swear word is fuck.
i used to ride horseback, dance ballet, do gymnastics, and play guitar, piano, and clarinet.
i am usually singing or dancing.
i think mix tapes are sweet.
i bullshit better than 99.999% of people.
i would save the life of a baby seal before yours, probably.
i will make you a homemade card out of construction paper, tape, and love.
i am an open book that you just cant read.
"Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That's what's insane about it."
-John Lennon

My Interests

acoutsic.
aveda.
chicago.

cigarette boxes.
construction paper.
cooking.

cupcakes.
environmentalism.
existentialism.
feminism.
hugging.
indie flicks.

journalism.
knitting.
laughing.
love.
magazines.
marc jacobs.
music.
peace.
photography.
sarcasm.
strawberries.
tea.
traveling.
vegetarianism.
vintage.
water.

I'd like to meet:

smush face dogs.

january 30, 1969.

people who make me laugh.

Music:

the 88.
adam & the ants.
adam panic.
ambulance ltd.
amy winehouse.
anathallo.
animal collective.
arcade fire.
architecture in helsinki.
bear vs shark.

the beatles.
belle & sebastian.
blood brothers.
the blow.
bob dylan.
bow wow wow.
brand new.
bright eyes.
the brobecks.
cake.
carla bruni.
the cars.
cartridge.
cave in.
coconut records.
coldplay.
crosby stills nash & young
the cure.
cursive.
the dandy warhols.
danielson.
david bowie.
death cab for cutie.
the decemberists.
the doors.
dr dog.
dramarama.
eisley.
elliot smith.
elton john.
fall of troy.
feist.
fiona apple.
the flaming lips.
foo fighters.

the format.
fugazi.
fugees.
the honorary title.
hymie's basement.
interpol.
islands.
jeff buckley.
jellyfish.
jets to brazil.
jewel.
jimmy eat world.
john lennon.
john vanderslice.
journey.
the juliana theory.
justin timberlake.
kanye west.
kimya dawson.
kings of convenience.
the kinks.
the knack.
lauryn hill.
led zeppelin.
limbeck.
the long winters.
the mars volta.
meatloaf.
the microphones.
minus the bear.
modest mouse.
the mountain goats.
nada surf.
nancy sinatra.
neutral milk hotel.
nirvana.
oasis.
ok go.
pedro the lion.
phantom planet.
phoenix.
piebald.
pink floyd.
pixies.
the postal service.
queen.
radiohead.
regina spektor.
reo speedwagon.
reubens accomplice.
rilo kiley.
rocky votalato.
rolling stones.
roxy music.
saves the day.
the shins.
simon & garfunkle.
siouxsie & the banshees.
sondre lerche.
sparks.
spoon.
the starlight mints.
stars.
steel train.
the strokes.
sublime.
sufjan stevens.
talking heads.
they might be giants.
tom petty & the heartbreakers.
the violent femmes.
viva voce.
the von bondies.
the weakerthans.
the white stripes.

wilco.
wolfmother.
wu-tang clan.

Movies:

10 things i hate about you.
28 days later.
almost famous.
american history x.
anchorman.
the big lebowski.
clockwork orange.
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

fight club.

i heart huckabees.
i am trying to break your heart.
little miss sunshine.
me and you and everyone we know.
romeo & juliet.
the royal tennenbaums.
rushmore.
the science of sleep.
the squid and the whale.
thank you for smoking.
v for vendetta.
the virgin suicides.

Television:

the food network.
futurama.

the office.
the twilight zone.

Books:

allen ginsberg.
ayn rand.
chuck palahniuk.
dave eggars.
david sedaris.
ernest hemmingway.
f. scott fitzgerald.
henry david thoreau.
hunter s. thompson.
jack keroac.
john steinbeck.
kurt vonnegut.

oscar wilde.
ray bradbury.
stephen chbosky.
tom wolfe.
william shakespeare.

Heroes:

you and me and them.

My Blog

emancipate yourself from sexual slavery.

I am sickened by a recent trend I have noticed amongst young males. For some strange and inexplicable reason, these boys seem to think they can claim some sort of ownership over a woman's body after o...
Posted by heather lynn on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 03:36:00 PST

the flame.

you asked me for a lightsmiling, saying much obligedand though you didnt spurn meyou would let your fire burn me and with a spark it would engulf my whole in flames so im asking, no im beggingfor you ...
Posted by heather lynn on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 12:06:00 PST

we’ll try to keep the beat.

the sweetest little fleshy metronome it beats and pounds on the small of my back providing me with an snxious massage revealing the many things we lack the pattern speaks volumes to your honour the st...
Posted by heather lynn on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 11:56:00 PST

i never believed you.

i wish i had something new to say. maybe not even new so much as serious. i have a swarm of useless, mindless thoughts buzzing around my brain like a million confused bumblebees. its keeping me awake....
Posted by heather lynn on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 11:52:00 PST

strawberry lip balm.

take little sips off my drink my darling you love the taste after im done you cant put your finger on it its strawberry lip balm kiss me on the lips my lovely youre intoxicated by the taste of ...
Posted by heather lynn on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 01:06:00 PST

one last gasp.

sometimes i wish you would die in a horrendous car wreck doesnt say it well enough and thats not the bitterness speaking thats me speaking i hope its clear because i wish you would di...
Posted by heather lynn on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 12:43:00 PST

and a pop.

I feel like pushing my hands into my eyes and feeling my thoughts and absolving myself of the last two years. The pressure the pressure the pressure and a pop. I cant see anymore. Im blind. I cant...
Posted by heather lynn on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 03:07:00 PST

young love.

You fell in love in one fell swoop With a cough and a head on your shoulder It took a shot and a shot and a shot Until young love looked any older An insincere promise and a stolen kiss But yo...
Posted by heather lynn on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 01:41:00 PST

wishes.

i wish you wouldnt hug so tight and make me start to think that if you werent with someone else youd be buying me a drink i wish you wouldnt look at me with those big blue eyes cause...
Posted by heather lynn on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 05:02:00 PST

theory of relationships.

boys are very similar to icees when it comes to sex... if you stick with the same flavor, youll never know anything but that one flavor. but when your icee melts, you can be reasonably happy wi...
Posted by heather lynn on Mon, 28 May 2007 12:28:00 PST