I'd rather by an album on vinyl than on a CD. I love to see light in people, and I love to analyze the dark. I enjoy hearing stories of brightness, of pain, of hurt, and of redemption. I love to be around for that rare moment when someone genuinely, truely opens up a part of themselves that challenges or changes them, or me for that matter. I want to document everything for my children to read when I'm gone. I don't have any now, but I want a SLEW of boys so I can teach them to pick up bugs and bait their own hooks. (Thanks, Mom!)Ripped clothing is the most beautiful thing you could wrap around yourself. Halloween is my favorite holiday, and fall my favorite season. I never forget the first genuine smile that someone gives me. Deceit makes me vomit. I sit up straight in my car, unless I'm slouching. I'm terrified of grasshoppers, but spiders don't bother me one bit. I dont regret anything that's ever happened to me, and if that concept escapes you, then don't talk to me. I hate labels on clothing. Please don't ask me to shop with you unless we're going to the good will or the salvation army to buy little boys basketball and softball t-shirts. I love my job. My little brother will always be my number one. I love my ENTIRE family. I'm convinced my rat is the coolest rodent that ever lived. No one will convince me otherwise. I'm full of my faith, and very spiritual, but I don't swing well with organized religion. God Is. That's the only religion I need. I'm emotional, and I LOVE to cry. Sounds wierd, but anyone who knows me will confirm that. I pick up stray animals like there's no such thing as rabies (mom, breathe!). I love chinese food. I've healed from a million heart breaks.
I'm a pisces, so I'm extra sensitive and intuitive. (Mom, thanks for telling me how to spell PISCES before I went and got it tattood). I love my tattoos. I hate my hair. I love my mutt. I love trial of faith movies, and old old old cheesy horror flicks. I love to talk about faith, hope, future, theories, and conspiracy! Let's take over the world, okay? I drink unsweetend tea with no flavoring. I eat Orignal Lays Potato Chips dunked in chocolate pudding. I love the rain. I love driving in the rain. I love cold rain, and warm rain, and the smell of rain, and the smell of the river after it rains. I love all of my scars, and I have stories for all of them. I love the feel of night crawlers wriggling in my hands. I love mud between my toes. I put junior mints in my popcorn. Sometimes I use M&Ms. Every memory is my favorite memory. Every song I like is my favorite song. I love to tell the same stories over and over, especially if they make my mom laugh or cry. I never hate myself, and I usually don't hate anyone else. I eat ketchup on my pizza rolls.I like tables, and piano benches. Aluminum Foil. The smell of dishwashing detergent, expensive candles, chinese buffets, turning the tv off and the radio on, making mud pies, getting drunk with Shirley Manson and making out, silver jewelry, oil, transition, glittery eye-make up..just to look at, I don't wear it. Little boys basketball and softball t-shirts. Old furniture. The taste of metal. Catalogues, nail polish in every shade of green. Cookies, ice water, and grease. Mohawks...Guys with hawks, girls with hawks...Hell, I dunno. Crying, dancing, wearing fairy wings made for toddlers I got at the dollar store. Bangle bracelets. The smell of cigars. Roasted nuts. Bath time Bert and Ernie. Plucking my eyebrows. Not being alone. Finding some time to myself. Driving. Singing, tho I can't. Tatoos. Burns. Mr Burns. The Jetsons. Double-sided tape.
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