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Ok, so I love to play guitar, write, draw, I love going to bars, I like to hang out and go to parties, and I love meeting new people. I'm anti-government, anti-racism, anti-organized religion, and basically anti-idiot. I have my own beliefs and theories on life and the after-life, and I think our government IS out to screw us all. Don't get me wrong, though, I'm not one of those vegetarian tree-hugging hippies, violence rocks. I'm into all kinds of music, but mostly punk, rock, and alternative. None of that karaoke-copy bull shit. Brittany Spears, Christina Agulara, Avril Levigne and Paris Hilton must be destroyed, and if I have to hear one more thing about American Idol, my head will explode. I love to get into discussions about people's views and theories, but I also like to act a fool sometimes and just have fun. I drink, smoke and enjoy the green, so if you don't like that, well, I really don't care. Thats me in a nutshell, ask me anything and I'll tell you more. Oh, and check out my other webpage to. www.geocities.com/viciousmidget420/psychoticgirl69.html  I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)<
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I'd like to meet:

Anybody with a somewhat deacent intelligence level, and anyone who likes to do the same things in my intrests section. BTW IN REFERANCE TO SOME REACENT E-MAILS: If you want an extra party in your deminishing relationship, look somewhere else, or consider the fact that YOU may be the problem. If you or your ugly spouse contact me than you'll be blocked and reported......if any of this offends you..........then just walk away from the computer now.

My Blog

I just don't give a fuck right now

I try to be there for the person i love most, helping him in his time of need, and offering advice on how to better his shitty situation. But in return, I get no support when I feel all is going down ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jan 2009 10:58:00 GMT

ANOTHER NEW PHONE

If you didn't get my text about my new phone let me know and I'll give it to ya, that old phone will be shut off as of 1/19/2009
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 13:53:00 GMT

New phone

I got a new phone...do you want the number? Message me on here and I'll consider it...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 15:35:00 GMT

Roamer, Wanderer, Nomad, Vagabond...call me what you will

So, first blog in a long goddamn time. Enjoy. Most of you know about my health problems, and most of you know that the hospital is now my second home. But in realizing that, I also realized that I re...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 09:41:00 GMT

Here we go again

I'm so fucking tired. I can't focus on anything lately. I put up a fight when I'm in a situation that calls for it, but I find myself giving up too easily. Part of me says "conform to what they want ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 11:54:00 GMT

Poetry: The drugs just don't work anymore...

Let me first say that this is the first poem I have written in 3 years (the other ones I wrote 3-4 years ago, I just receantly added them on here)...be gentle.   Smoking just to ease the pain, Dr...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 11:31:00 GMT

Song: Suicidal Tendencies

Suicidal tendencies,voices inside of meI can't stopthis pain withen me.Memories of how you loved meconstantly flooding me,I'm drowning in a pool of sorrow,and only you can svae me(chorus)I tried to pu...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 11:56:00 GMT

Poetry: Gone

With hair like black velvet,And skin like milk.Eyes like a midnight pool,And legs like silk.She walked with a purpose,She walked with mystery,Yet she spoke with sadness,And deep misery.And she stood s...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 11:55:00 GMT

Poetry: Forbidden Love

She stood in the light of the Red MoonWaitingAnticipatingHer heart beating through her cold chestShakingTremblingShe Turned to see her standing thereShockedHesitantShe fell to her knees in front of he...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 11:54:00 GMT

Poetry: Alone

A small girlAll aloneStands in a feildA feild of Black RosesHer face so whiteLike PorcelenHer hands so smallLike a china dollHer hair flowing in the windLike a black riverShe cries aloudFor anyone to ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 11:49:00 GMT