My name is Traci, i have insomnia, i believe God and the devil are argueing about me somewhere in the universe, laughter(hyena style) is the key to all, i want to live on the edge of the ocean in the middle of the desert 20 minutes away from the mountains, im a complete beach bum/desert rat, i'm working a theorey that the cure for insomnia is putting on some old jazz and grabbing the person you love a waltzing around the room untill you collapse, i'm convinced that there is a moose living somewhere in Salisbury MD. i love cheesey old Noir films, i dig on rasberry altoids, i love driving till i hit the ocean. carnvai rides, late nights and early mornings, walks that lead to cofee, chain smoking and good conversation, lately i've been trying to think of a movie more uncalled for than "UltraViolet"...i have yet to do so, if you dont know what the super string theory is go educate yourself, i spend all my money on mad libs fireworks and sushi, i eat sour candy till i feel sick, i smoke to much, i waste alot of time wandering around near the water, i like the word moheto....moooheeetooo, theres not much i wont do, i put hot sauce on everything, i have a pet finch and he is immortal, duct tape is the new "little black dress", i drive to fast, and no...you can't touch my dreads.
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angel spit,
spit of gold,
valuable snot,
gooey money,
profitable piss,
luxurious liquids,
toxic tears.
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WARNING
Traci is radioactive. Wear protective clothing at all times.
You are a Dead Alive Zombie. You or somebody that
bit you was infected by the Sumatran Rat
Monkey. You are intent on killing and shredding
anything that moves, unless you're full of
tranquilizers. You can't be killed unless you
are completely chopped to bits.
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