Aja Lynne

I am a music junkie. I love to be able to relate to things that other people have so intricatly taken the time to write. I love finding inventive ways to express myself. I like to play guitar and write music/lyrics, but I am very critical of my own work. I don't like to settle on anything. I enjoy watching mixed martial arts, and brazilian jujitsu, I love to draw, and cook, and I enjoy baking..I love sunshowers, spontaneity, and scented candles. I love the human body for what it is and what it isn't, and for all that it could be. I love to sleep in on Sundays. I love the way the world looks after a good blizzard. I love to be in the company of good friends. I love White Zinfindel, and the thought of life without drama. I love my ridiculously wonderful boyfriend Luke, the man seriously believes that there is no life outside of fishing, but to each his own and we all like to have our own space, so he goes fishing and gets smashed with his friends, and I stay at the crib and do pretty much the same. Besides, absence makes the heart grow fonder.... and as much as I hate to admit it, I find myself waking up early on Saturdays just to watch his favorite fishing shows. I would never try to hold him back from doing something he loves, unless that something was another woman. Must take a moment to give love to all my boys, You know who are. I love you fuckers!!! I love the smell of leather, tre'sor, the haze, my grandmas cooking, nag-champa and fresh cut grass.... I love flowers, trees, the stars, the clouds, the sky, the ocean, and all the other naturally beautiful things mother nature has to offer. I love to bask in the sunshine... I love the beach... I love taking pictures, I love to sing in the shower, and to blast music early in the morning... I love T.G.I.Fridays. I love seafood, and going to the movies. I love rollercoasters, and arcade games.. I love to get dressed up for special occasions, or just for the hell of it. I love animals (even the ugly ones!) I love comedy, and stand up comedians.. I love Adam Sandler, Dennis Leary, Dane Cook, Patrice O'Neil, Jim Norton, George Carlin, Chris Rock, Dave Chapelle, Robert Kelly, Robin Williams, Jim Carrey, Dave Attell....I love to Laugh, So if I hang out with you, you must have an amazing sense of humor:]
You Are Absinthe
You are a sloppy drunk, purposely so
If drinking doesn't make you feel crazy, it's not any fun
Truth be told, you tend to prefer drugs to drinking
But you'd never pass up any absinthe that came your way! What Alcoholic Drink Are You?"You've gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need. You've got to sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street, You've got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed. And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight, You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.And after a while, you can work on points for style. Like the club tie, and the firm handshake, A certain look in the eye and an easy smile. You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to, So that when they turn their backs on you, You'll get the chance to put the knife in.You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder. You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older. And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, Hide your head in the sand, Just another sad old man, All alone and dying of cancer.And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown. And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone. And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around. So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone, Dragged down by the stone.I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused. Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used. Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise. If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend. And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everything's done under the sun, And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.Who was born in a house full of pain. Who was trained not to spit in the fan. Who was told what to do by the man. Who was broken by trained personnel. Who was fitted with collar and chain. Who was given a pat on the back. Who was breaking away from the pack. Who was only a stranger at home. Who was ground down in the end. Who was found dead on the phone. Who was dragged down by the stone."Come out come out No use in hiding... Come now come now Can you not see? There's no place here What were you expecting... Not room for both Just room for me! Say you will lay your arms down... Yes I will call this home... Away away, You have been banished... Your land is gone, And given me! And here I will spread my wings. Yes I will call this home! What's this you say, You feel a right to remain Then stay, and I will bury you! What's that you say, Your father's spirit still lives in this place, I will silence you! Here's the hitch Your horse is leaving... Don't miss your boat It's leaving now... And as you go I will spread my wings... Yes I will call this home! I have no time to justify to you Fool you're blind, move aside for me!... All I can say to you my new neighbor Is you must move on, or I will bury you!... Now as I rest my feet by this fire, Those hands once warmed here, I have retired them! I can breathe my own air, I can sleep more soundly, Upon these poor souls, I'll build heaven and call it home... 'Cause you're all dead now!!! I live with my justice, I live with my greedy need, I live with no mercy, I live with my frenzied feeding, I live with my hatred, I live with my jealousy, I live with the notion, That I don't need anyone but me!!!! Don't drink the water, Don't drink the water, There's blood in the water... Don't drink the water!