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About Me

-love for old Hollywood & anything in the 30's, 40's, and 50's.
-much respect for good actors and what they do.
-MARLON BRANDO. favorite. :)
-fascination with the art of filmmaking and everything that goes along with it.
-unfortunately, i can't stand most people, but i try to be as nice as i can.
-i'm such a hypocrite, because i talk about how much i dislike people who have major mood swings, but then i realized, that i have a couple of those every day.
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Through the best of times, through the worst of times, through Nixon and through Bush. Do you remember '36? We went our seperate ways. You fought for Stalin. I fought for freedom. You believe in authority. I believe in myself. I'm a molotov cocktail. You're Dom Perignon. Baby, what's that confused look in your eyes? What I'm trying to say is that I burn down buildings, while you sit on a shelf inside of them. You call the cops on the looters and piethrowers. They call it class war, I call it co-conspirators. 'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, you're a spineless liberal. We marched together for the eight-hour day And held hands in the streets of Seattle. But when it came time to throw bricks through that Starbucks window, you left me all alone. You watched in awe at the red, white, and blue on the fourth of July. While those fireworks were exploding, I was burning that fucker and stringing my black flag high, eating the peanuts that the parties have tossed you. In the back seat of your father's new Ford. You believe in the ballot, believe in reform. You have faith in the elephant and jackass. And to you, solidarity's a four-letter word. We're all hypocrites, but you're a patriot. You thought I was only joking when I screamed "Kill Whitey!" At the top of my lungs. At the cops in their cars and the men in their suits. No, I won't take your hand, and marry the State. 'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, You're a spineless liberal. We marched together for the eight-hour day, and held hands in the streets of Seattle. But when it came time to throw bricks through that Starbucks window, you left me all alone.

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believe.

i wished on my lucky stars to fly...and you know what they gave me?dreams.i swung my lasso around the moon and pulled it in close.i whispered my new dreams to it, hoping it would tell my lucky stars.i...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 15:51:00 GMT

About this whole blog thing...

it's hazzardous to my health. i cannot write them because then someone will read them and i will die. i've learned this from past experiences. but maybe i'll write them anyways. if i feel like it.than...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 13:05:00 GMT