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I am a cigarette smoker, and I'll quit on my own time. I do blush when I'm shy and I do hide my face when I'm nervous. I am outspoken with my personal beliefs and quiet when I want someone in my arms. I am a tired college student by day and an affectionate passionate animal by night. I tend to mother my friends, and sing myself to sleep. My honesty is said to be "too" blunt. I drink coffee like a fish drinks water. I am told information I don't really care about by waitresses and told stories I wish I could re-tell. Smiles are beautiful and bad posture is distastful.I can be the shadow in a city or the life of a party.I am witty and sharp, I carefully make impressions and judgements through observation. I'm extremely approachable. Emotional, and highly unpredictable. I'm just a girl with my heart on my sleeve but securly.I have a tendency to think before I speak, and an affinity to hiding who I truly am until I know I can trust someone. I utterly hate saying goodbye and it makes me feel uncomfortable no matter who I'm talking to.To me, no matter what sexual preference, no matter what size, shape, or color, women are delicacies. Now for those of you who are dumasses and don't know what a delicacy is I've provided for you the full definition:Pronunciation: 'de-li-k&-sE Function: noun 1: the quality or state of being luxurious 2 : something pleasing to eat that is considered rareMusic is the core of my being. It is my art, my passion, my strength, and my free therapy. I am a song-writer, singer/guitarist. If you cannot comprehend the language of music or you simply don't give a fuck, then you will never be able to speak my tongue.Understand this...if you are frightened by girls with the mouth of a truck driver (at times) that will embarrass and amaze you (no social filter) don't contact me.. If you cannot handle the romantic slob moments, suffering from extreme trust issues, don't contact me. .If the artistically emotional baffle you, don't contact me....I will never apologize for who I am and to know me well is to love all the above quirks..to shun me quickly is to lose out on something amazing that only I can add to your life..enough said

My Interests

Breakfast food, coffee with plenty of sugar and cream, observing people, shooting pool, going out to the movies, tickling people just to hear their unique laugh, playing my guitar and singing, dancing, listening to music, cuddling, massaging people, sweating, writing, reading, making a fool of myself just to make the person next to me smile, hot tea, candles, the beach, taking pictures. . . .

I'd like to meet:

People with a story I haven't heard.

Music:

My musical varitey would amaze you. Music is quite literally my life."London" With Chris Evans & Jessica Biel (Faktion)

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Movies:

Get this video and more at MySpace.comSin City, Batman, Tipping the Velvet, Chasing Amy, Fight Club, Foxfire, Kissing Jessica Stein, Lost and Delerious, The cell, Dodgeball, Bloodrayne, The secret window, Pretty and Pink, Original Sin, Gia, Imagine me and you, d.e.b.s., The new world, Braveheart, Mr. and Mrs.Smith, matrix, Run lola Run, Bound, Underworld, and many many more.My favorite childhood movie was beauty and the beast!She's the Man-Sebastian the Pimp

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Books:

The Perks of being a Wallflower

Heroes:

My dearest mother.

My Blog

Billy Joel thank you sir

LauraCalls meIn the middle of the nightPasses on herPainful informationThen these careless fingersThey get caught in her viceTil they're bleedingOn my coffee tableLiving alone isn't all thatIt's crack...
Posted by She calls me babe on Wed, 09 May 2007 09:03:00 PST

No words

Your corpse is my nest. I want to rip you open and crawl inside. Make a home in your flesh, within your rawness. I am an animal. . . And I am bathing in this bubble of GREEN, it's my...
Posted by She calls me babe on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 04:30:00 PST

Dancing Girl's Song (17th century)

"She set my heart floatingon the honey stream of her wordsWith her amorous kiss she burnt my lipsAnd left me utterly alone, and unfulfilled."
Posted by She calls me babe on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 10:14:00 PST

A ride

A ride in this car, is asking for trouble. I will crash us, and burn us brighter and harder than any other fire. Seat belts are for pussies. . . . Jump in and crank the music, enjoy the f...
Posted by She calls me babe on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 10:19:00 PST

Beauty/Confidence

I guess I've never understood a woman who claims to feel bad about herself because she feels ugly. She doesn't feel beautiful in her flesh because she views it differently. She stares at h...
Posted by She calls me babe on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 11:04:00 PST

The last words that escaped my mouth tonight

Take your aim like Artemis And kill another doveBut when your heart becomes a hunterYou may wound your chance to love
Posted by She calls me babe on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 08:49:00 PST

Reply to pain

yes pain comes and goes, but if I have already let go of what pains me so, why does is grow deeper, seeping it's way into my roots preventing me to flow through life without that ultimate low? &n...
Posted by She calls me babe on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 06:10:00 PST

What you see, is what you get

Aries Ruler: Mars / Element: Fire / Mode: CardinalPole: Positive / Third: Primordial / Half: Subjective Unbridled expression of your inner nature; activity that is self-motivated, unaffected by other...
Posted by She calls me babe on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 12:48:00 PST

Once upon a time. . . .

Once upon a time. . . . . Once upon a time there was a blonde girl who lived in a very gruesome castle. She lived alone except for her sweet mother who grew along a vine flourished with soft pet...
Posted by She calls me babe on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 01:00:00 PST

Song of the day

I roll the window downAnd then begin to breathe inThe darkest country roadAnd the strong scent of evergreenFrom the passenger seat as you are driving me home.Then looking upwardsI strain my eyes and ...
Posted by She calls me babe on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 12:16:00 PST