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About Me


BLOG! (poetry)
Hey.
Monica's the name. Punchin hoez is my game. just kidding.... so no. but yeah.
Facts about Me:
18 years young
I was named after a church, but I'm not a saint.
left handed.
voted class clown
blue eyes
Red hair
5 foot nuffin.
Idealist
Spent 3 days in a domestic violence shelter in chicago, il
survivor
been cheated on
aspires to be a photographer or film director
loves life
loves boys
loves faygo
the end.
tats:
yin-yang (wrist)
veni vini vici "I came, I saw, I conquered" (chest/collarbone)
concerts I've been to:
brand new
evanescence
elton john
nin
anberlin
warped tour
kevin devine
insane clown posse (♥faygoshowers♥)
I have a weird relationship with my family and friends, but they're all amazing. My mom's a saint. She really is. Now that I'm away from my mom, it's the weirdest feeling ever. I love her so much and I miss her so much. My dad isn't really in my life. I had a good relationship with him until he didn't approve of somebody that I fell in love with.. only because of his skin color. Then he moved to Wyoming and I haven't talked to him since. My friends are everything to me, and for what it's worth, I have the best friends anybody could ever have. My three closest friends are definitely Panda, Auriana and Callie. My cousin Krystal is both and I love her. My brother is my comic relief. I don't know what I'd do without him. He's my guardian angel. I wouldn't know what to do without my Italian family in Big Timber, MT. My cousin Becky is absolutely amazing and my role model. My Aunt Teri always keeps me laughing, my cousin Chrissie and Regina are strong, and poised, and always are wise to give me advise.
I'm going to school in Chicago at Columbia College Chicago in Chicago, IL
Yes, Chicago. I'm going to Columbia College in Chicago and majoring in film with a concentration in directing. Might change my major to photography. It's a city of almost 3,000,000 people and It's a little bit of a jump from 7,000, but I'm totally ready to make that adjustment. I'm ready for bigger and better things. I'm finally living here and it's the most amazing thing ever.
I'm obsessed with America's best dance crew. So Status Quo, Phresh Select, and Strikers All-Stars this is for you.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meeeeet:

JOANNA!!!!

status quo
Gary Busey
Phresh Select
me in 10 years
and you. please

My Blog

key

my heart rushes deepand pulls out wet dropsfrom my eyestheyre coldand its surprising reallythat these tears are long past oldboldambition running away from a townin months timeill be grownand my de...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Mar 2009 00:30:00 GMT

wires

and to thinki haven't been left in a quandary in 47 hoursconversatingand a lull of background fightingyou'd call backsleepy girl, in her sleepy worlddreaming of a fuzzy, false memoryI had let you down...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 11:08:00 GMT

sun storm

i'm stepping on the milky wayperhaps the whole universeand not far from him sleeps a lady, in comatosewaiting  for the unnecessary substance to kick inand by her, a BUTCHER coaxes the cobra into submi...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 11:02:00 GMT

untitled

we sit and drone onabout nothingvictims of chancea little, savory morsel rolls across our lipsand we don't swallowbloated with greedpregnancythe blood of ambition splashes on our faceand we laughlaugh...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 11:00:00 GMT

it hurts

an explosionand all of a sudden i topple overinto this query of tearsand my breath grows short.I can feel the burn, it hurtsi'm chilly, and i could use the resthow nice. you've come at such an opportu...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Dec 2008 22:22:00 GMT

float

into my tear ductsthe thunder clapsand shakes my headfrom the ideas, the memories of last nighthold open the Jaws of light, and let me climb throughto where I'm stuck with astral drugs through me to y...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Dec 2008 22:19:00 GMT

Left Behind

these emotions running through my heartpumped in, and then out by my exhalethese emotions, they rule methey make my head poundmy eyes burnssshhh, stop crying, not a soundI remember your smell, you wer...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:37:00 GMT

Stately Argument

I talk about you too muchyou don't understand meyou're so out of touchso you moved again, was I too much fuss? that's enoughI left for the money, for a new startIt hurt leaving you and JustinIt broke ...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:33:00 GMT

Monica, Saint Monica

oh, god.  what have i done?I've tarnished your nameHoly fuckJesus Christ, I'm sorry.I'm a couch refugee, and I sleep aloneIn this lonely districti feel the snow blanket meI close my eyesAnd I hop...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:29:00 GMT

2 hearts

I was in love with your moviebecause you were the symbol of lovewrapped tightly around her necknow, you belong to another red headme.I pretend you're not plastic, and wish for my Jackyou fell behind m...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 04:23:00 GMT