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Alijha XVII

I am so not Adorable . . .you must be crazy?

About Me


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Gummy Bears
You may be smooshie and taste unnatural, but you're so darn cute. What Kind of Candy Are You? yah thatz me all smooshie and stuff !!!
Your Theme Song is Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd
"There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship?s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves."

You haven't been feeling a lot lately, and you think that's a good thing.
The comfortable part is nice... but you should really work on numb. What's Your Theme Song?

My Interests

sleeping, dreaming with eyes open, walking around with no real place to go, thinking about death and really random stuff like what i would be like to be a jelly donut. . .?and stuff like that you know what i mean ?oh like this. . . i was sitting in my room and this pop-ed in to my head "cry the innocent screams of pain."really, where the fuck did that come from?
Your Deadly Sins
Gluttony: 60%
Sloth: 60%
Envy: 40%
Lust: 40%
Greed: 20%
Pride: 20%
Wrath: 20%
Chance You'll Go to Hell: 37%
You'll die choking on a cookie in bed. How Sinful Are You?

I'd like to meet:

YOUR MOMMY ? well not really but indeed you must know what i mean or. . . fuck off man

Music:

i'm to lazy to tell you . . .well lets see no that would take all day so . . .yes i will keep be-ing laaaaazzzzzzzyyyyyyyy!oh oh oh here this is for you wife . . .How old are you? I'm older than you'll ever be I've been dead a thousand years And lived only two or three I don't mind telling you My life was ended by your hand The kind of murder where nobody dies But I don't suppose you'd understand (Call off the search We've found her)If I am Lolita Then you are a criminal And you should be killed By an army of little girls The law won't arrest you The world won't detest you You never did anything Any man wouldn't do I'm Gothic Lolita And you are a criminal I'm not even legal I'm just a dead little girl But ruffles and laces And candy sweet faces Directed your furtive hand I perfectly understand So it's my fault? No, Gothic LolitaThank you, kind sirs You've made me what I am today A bundle of broken nerves A mouthful of words I'm still afraid to say I don't mind telling you Now that I'm old enough to love I couldn't begin to even if My pretty life depended on it And funny thing, it does (Call off the search We've found her)If I am Lolita Then you are a criminal And you should be killed By an army of little girls The law won't arrest you The world won't detest you You never did anything Any man wouldn't do I'm Gothic Lolita And you are a criminal I'm not even legal I'm just a dead little girl But ruffles and laces And candy sweet faces Directed your furtive hand I perfectly understand So it's my fault?

Television:

uh. . . Dead like me, Freaks and Geeks, Monty Python's Flying circus, Are you being served?, The young one's, Doctor Who, Red Dwarf. . . I know there's more but I can think of them now. . . this list is not in order of favorites so there. . . I'll keep you guessing as to witch way they go.

Books:

Okay this is going to take a long ass time. . . but here I go. Geek Love, most every Tom Robbins book I've read such as Jitterbug Perfume and Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas. Time Enough for Love by Robert A. Heinlein, Moby Dick, E.A. Poe, George Orwell, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Scarlet Letter, Roald Dahl, Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats, Madeleine L'Engle, Philip Pullman, Lemony Snicket was good but then they made a movie T.T . . . Pippi Longstocking . . . who doesn't luv Pippi? there's more but I have to go now . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Your children are not your children.They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.They come through you but not from you,And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.You may give them your love but not your thoughts.For they have their own thoughts.You may house their bodies but not their souls,For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.Kahlil Gibran, THE PROPHET

Heroes:

uh. . . now I'll say this if you promise not to laugh. . . Lazarus Long(from Time Enough for Love) now if anyone laughs (that means you wife) you will find me curb stomping your ass faster then you can say "but it's cute!!!"