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About Me

Flex your muscles so I can swing from your arm: I want to feel like a high-school girl in summertime, in heat. I want to fight with you drunk behind bars on Saturday nights, the Sunday mornings waking slow, fucking 'til we cry, and breakfast for lunch at Denny's. I need to know all about you: the color of your blood, the color of your pain, the way you taste. I'll make you feel stupid with my words and you'll slap me a little too hard knowing its what i want, to be touched by you, hard.**summer love by robert l. rucker

My Interests

i looooooooove... windy car rides. mac and cheese. girls who wear those butterfly shirts. austrailians. sketchy corner stores. buffalo wings. bartenders. cutting things. little 5 yr old boys. being the last to arrive. my scion. swimming with sharks. insomnia. naughty slips. sunglasses for my hangovers. exfoliating. fags. eyedrops. scotch. le pilates ball. dior. roses. when people fall. my brazilian. the mexicans in the kitchen. french fries. men in suits. vampires. morning poots. tennis. drinking cause i can. the kiss. dancing in the dark. red wine. rascist commentary. boys who give me flowers. cold steel. no-shower-day. the gauntlet. my beautiful, gay boyfriend. and when he dances

I'd like to meet:

cool kids who make me laugh & turn me on every once in a while.

Music:

tom petty. H.I.M. acqua lung. stone temple pilots. mos def. anything 80s. jungle. live. marvelous 3. copeland. the roots. robert miles. fourplay. john mayer. db. king of pop. kanye west. annie lennox. sketchy elevator jams...

Movies:

itchi t h e killer. showgirls. days of thunder. braindonors. drop dead fred. how to lose a guy in 10 days. unfaithful. outragous fortune. zoolander. under the tuscan sun. school of rock. four rooms. what dreams may come. cocktail. old school. anything in the danger zone.

Television:

project runway

Books:

slammerkin memoirs of a geisha james and the giant peach a weaving of a dream

Heroes:

pacino

My Blog

take me

are u worth it? i cant sleep. are u worth it? my eyes sting with thoughts of you. dreams. imagined meetings and storybook lies. where music wraps us in a blanketed ...
Posted by the alison on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 02:21:00 PST

let me in those thighs

i want adventure. i want freedome. something's broken and i don't have the answer. if you'd listen for just one...fucking...second. then maybe, just ... maybe ... you coul...
Posted by the alison on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 09:25:00 PST

hurts so good

self-sabotage. it bores me, but is the only consitency i have.
Posted by the alison on Sat, 04 Feb 2006 09:23:00 PST

g i joe

pulsing. a ripping from within. it's sweet this time and i didn't expect this. you and everything you are to me. this is safe cause you'll never find me here. it's t...
Posted by the alison on Thu, 01 Sep 2005 09:51:00 PST

now

my head hurts. they all talk so much it drains. how shady, vulnerable, indicisive, false can we all b? it's not like i'm counting all these noises and darts of your eyes. one chase after the other...
Posted by the alison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

aftermath

tired. every part of me is weak. it's a sickness that pulls me in. the sting is good, i always come back for more. i'm dirty, i'm voilent, i'm a liar and disgustingly weak. its like looking at my demi...
Posted by the alison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

i found my it.

can't be judged by time or space nor weight. there's something about them that draws u in and doesn't let u go. a connection deeper than expected. your back, your courage, your laugh, and your comfort...
Posted by the alison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

stream...

starting a new chapter. my fellow asian is laying next to me rejuvenating herself. interested to see what's to come. like always, just ready to roll. drink and be marry. show me something in...
Posted by the alison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

my first blog

most current stream of consiousness: why do i need closure to feel secure? why am i waiting for you to answer when you shouldn't matter? people are controlled everyday, some want it, others nee...
Posted by the alison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST