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I want to meet people that inspire me, and that love life for all of the pain and beauty it can bring.I'm very open-minded, so if you feel like you only belong to a certain "scene", clique, or place, you won't understand me
Accessory, ace of base, aesop rock, aha, android lust, atari teenage riot, billie holiday, biopsy, bjork,blues, blutengel, bruderschaft, claire voyant, covenant, cursive, davantage, dead or alive, depeche mode, duran duran, echo image, eighteen visions, ella fitzgerald, elvis, erasure, etta james, fiendflug, fugees, garbage, grandmaster flash, hocico, interpol, jedi mind tricks, juno reactor, la bouche, laibach, KLF, man and machines, meg lee chin, men at work, mesh, minor threat, neuroticfish, oasis, olive, patsy cline, placebo, portishead, position high, radio 4, roy orbison, run level zero, sitd, skinny puppy, snap, tactical sekt, technotronic, the azoic, the cranberries, the cure, the faint, the human league, the killers, the retrosic, the roots, the smiths, tricky, trina, tristesse de la lune, zeta x, martina topley-bird
Comedy Central, CNN, and CSPAN are my obsessions.And those delightful plastic surgery shows.
I can't list all the books, but here's who I read: Leo Tolstoy, Washington Irving, Fyodor Dostoevsky, H.G. Wells, C.S. Lewis, Anton Chekhov, Robert Graves, Nikolai Gogol, Margarette Mitchell, Homer, Kafka, Heinrich Von Kleist.
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets-T.S. ElliotAnd then Lillian felt free again. Once again she had worn the warrior armor to protect a core of love. Once again she had worn the man's costume. Jay had not made her woman, but the husband and mother of his weakness.-Anais Nin ( Ladders to Fire)And the candle, by the light of which she had been reading the book filled with anxieties, deceits, grief, and evil, flared up with a brighter light than before, lit up for her all that had hitherto been shrouded in darkness, flickered, began to grow dim, and went out forever.-Leo Tolstoy (Anna Karenina)