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If you shot up my crib I wouldn't be surprised

I am here for Friends

About Me

My name is Ambre, You can call me Bre. I am 18 and I hate society for throwing me away like a used pice of tissue paper. So if you want tobe my friend then add me if not then move along...... NO ONE CAN HAVE NUMBER ONE RIGHT NOW BUT ME I AM SRRY.....

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I would like to meet ppl that are down to earth and dont judge others for the music they listin to or their religion... I want to meet people that wont care if I am a scrub, and still want to be my friend. I will say I am WHITE TRASH, and I am pround to be. I could careless what others think of me, just leave my family and my Juggalo family out of it.

My Blog

Juggalo Creed

I am a Juggalo... I am an individual guided by Light... I know who I am and who I want to be. I recognize that the path to Shangri La requires an open mind... I shall not judge. I am part of a Family....
Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 11:35:00 GMT

Poetry...

Scabs of the past peeling slowly from a dark and distant memory,emptiness, whispering menace glinting beneath the skin,consumption in the vast eternal maw,decaying teeth flickering over the tongue of ...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:09:00 GMT

Your Lucky I like you

Decay:The Symptoms of Kali-yugaNihils' Maw[taken from Shrimad-Bhagavatam][SB 12.2.1]sri-suka uvacatatas canu-dinam dharmahsatyam saucam ksama dayakalena balina rajannanksyaty ayur balam smrtih[Transla...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:07:00 GMT

Håvard Hedde

Eg heiter Håvard Hedde, og er so ven ein kar.No vil eg burt og gifta meg og rydja meg ein gard.Eg bur upp under fjell,og gjenta hev eg lova. Eg svik ho inkje hell!Eg heiter Håvard Hedde og bur upp und...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:06:00 GMT

Stand In the Threall

And I do walk upon Wan's DykeAnd I do survey the landAnd I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands+For I am Wodan,Though, some call me Hermes,Some call me Roman Mercury,God of cargos,God of weath...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:05:00 GMT

Ceremony To Fear

Colors I see are sentimental figuresThe mass of people touches my frozen soulA sound delights my ears I'm here aloneAnd it flatters her slow vanityChaos - Ceremony to fearPicture on the wall is moving...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:10:00 GMT

Awake

Steal my trepidation, redress the balanceThis cry of distress is a tripper into woebegoneYou wreak vengeance on innocence to holdThis century is own impossibilityForbidding anxiety walks through whole...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:09:00 GMT

Love Yourself

Turning to myself the old breed is standingIn front of natural humanThe wrong side of forty yearsThere's something wrong with meI don't know what I should believeWhere I want there's not much to seeTh...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:09:00 GMT

Determined Anger

Heading for the planet, there's a chanceTo find your head from the ceilingLet me hit the door with a canFull of fingers, I'm prayingBorn to be human another day with aCandle's endThinking about my fri...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:08:00 GMT

Lust

Blood kissing mister in a home-freak storyPulls the teeth out of bone flaked armFucker little beast like boring motherSmall head inside her room-mateFor your love if I do this thing to youCold meat ea...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:07:00 GMT