"I would sure love to work with her. I've never seen a girl with so many problems."-andy warhol
i'm a twenty-two year old art-school-dropout living among decadent hoodlums in Dog-town, California; where my life consists of acting, studying people, and creating fun whilst attempting to avoid car-accidents. However, I manufacture car-accidents. I have been described as "a young girl with a haunting soul." The stars say I am Libra. I have a short attention span, and I intend to keep it that way. I can't sit still for long hours and am prone to constantly running away from Los Angeles. I chose to be an actor or writer because they're are the only jobs in which one is not made to feel like a criminal for being a smoker. I usually am not "all there" because I am in my own world painting pictures in my head. It is my way of escaping 'reality' if you will. If you call my name I probably will not hear it. I'm five million different people in one body. One week I'll be questioning how my fiancé of blah years got married in the middle of night to a fuckin pornstar, the next i'll be writing a mocumentary about sorority life, then i decide i want to learn how to garden but get distracted trying to figure out how i can help Oprah save all the children in south Africa from the aids epidemic (it's a serious problem!) Either way things rarely ever get finished but i never get bored. In a world filled with the obsession of "fitting into" a certain 'norm', I refute and rebel against the idea. I make a niche for myself when none exists. I like politically incorrect comedy, boys, girls, making things; music, film, and living on impulse. I'm culturally clashed. I can African dance like no other white girl. I love checking into hotels, and do so for no particular reason. I was born with a chronic identity-crisis. I have sort of an unspoken kinship with animals and older gay men. Hand me a cigarette and cocktail and I'm good to go just about anywhere. I play the role of bitter, but really I'm insanely nieve and oh-so-excited about life. I have a habit of falling off the face of the earth at random times. I tend to burn bridges like it's my job. I don't pick up my cellphone for anybody when I'm not in the mood to do so. Hence, why my career is at a standstill! I grow, hiss, and meow. I break and throw things. i believe in fairy tales, karma and fate, that way nothing ever gets too serious. i am hard to get so deal with it. I expect the unexpected..and I like it that way. And if the devil tried to tempt me with an apple in the garden of eden, i'd decline nicely and ask to see the wine list. I'm most definitely trouble...
