Just because I say I love you doesn't mean I'm in love with you. Unless your Travis. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ummm, ok. My fav things in life are photagraph, poetry, literiture, animals, and mac'n'cheese. I'm addicted to myspace. (even tho I got fucking deleted.) I live with my mother (my father is in Russia.) Uhhh, IDK. I have aweful eye sight. lol. Shit, I dunno what to say. I feel dumb. I used an i pod for the first time a couple weeks ago. My car broke. I hate cooked tomatoes. I'm random. I lost my house key so I crawl in the window when no one is there to let me in. I love color contacts. I think insects have souls and suffer as much as we do when someone steps on use and can feel and stuff. My nails are painted purple. I love sex pot revenge clothing. I'm afraid of germs. My 'friend' turned me in for selling drugs the day before she went to rehab. I have a drug problem and I hate it. I smoke cigerettes. My tru luv hung himself. Pres. Bush makes us all look bad. Violence turns me on. I love to fight but try not to. I was born in Russia. I dunno, that's all.
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