once upon a time a boy was born in seattle then adopted & moved to grants pass oregon. he had a pretty fun/boring child hood with great friends & family. he spends his time dreaming about traveling & having a fun filled life with lots of love & happiness. clowns, the woods @ night, bigfoot, ghosts & windowless vans scare him. for now he just spends his time watching movies, drawing, buying records, collecting vintage clothes (for my future store), taking pictures, taking a walk, cruising on my banana bike, making stencils, enjoying a ciggertte, or just hanging out(whatev). now he lives in portland & hopefully will start a vintage clothing store soon. hes a virgo so hes pretty quiet & clean, nit picky & disciplined. he is a kitty lover & a lover of the arts, fashion, design, and music...hes kind of boring but once you get to know him hes a pretty awesome person.
::likes
accents in general
aviator sun-glasses
b&w
babies
back rubs
batman
bandannas
big citys
bowling shoes
breakfast cereals
bubble baths
cameras
cat naps
cats
clean hands
clear nights
cold rain on warm days
col slaw
comic books
converse
cookies and milk
cooking
crepes
crows
dancin
dinos
drawing
dreams
electronica
elevator buttons
fans when i sleep
fashion
full moons
furniture
germ-X
graffiti
guns
headlights that flip open
jackets
japan
juicy juice
karate
karaoke
kids
kitty cats
lizards
magazines
making out
mar far chicken
marriage
music
neon green on black
oatmeal
opening a gift
opening a tin can
opening chopsticks
origami
pandas
planes
portland
rain
ramen noodles
seattle
tattoos
the apocalypse
trains
white noise
::dislikes
awkwardness
america
bees
being alone
being bored
bush
bucking hay
burns
colds
consumer whores
dirty public restrooms
dogs
dropping something
drugs
fake vintage
falling down
fishing
flies
gagging
ghosts
hair in mouth
hangnails
heat
heroin
hunting
huge people
ipods
math
mosquitoes
old people
problems
racism
religion
same clothes
sewage
sports
tanning salons
when i cant reach a part on my back that itches
when i get confused
when my mouth itches
when my socks are wet
when people read magazines backwards
when there is nothing to do
