I'm just your average wizard-in-training bra. I enjoy casting spells (especially love ones), wearing gowns with stars on them, and tickling toddlers. I consider tapiocca pudding to be the most under-rated of all of the major puddings. I like giving hickeys too because I'm a whore.
I'm riding an emotional roller coaster straight into an early grave. I pretty much hate everybody most of the time. The rest of the time I love everyone and smile and the sun shines down on my shoulders and I have long conversations with people outside and I draw pictures of rainbows, elves, mushrooms, cheetahs, licorice sticks, dog poop, and electromagnets. But yeah, most of the time I hate this shitty world. My planet was way better than this shithole. I wish I could go back home ...
This is the internet, not real life. What I write on here and how I choose to portray myself are for my amusement only. At times I may give veiled glimpses into my true character but I'd like everyone who reads this to know that Johnny Cobra is not Jay (nor is Snay). Johnny Cobra is but a symptom of my neurosis ... or maybe it's vice versa. I don't know or really care at all.
Loves : My Son, Holden Parker (see pictures), My Ma an' my Pa, Kelly, Sean and Lindsey, select other family members, Bonering, Seafood, Masturbating, Birds, Nature, amateur nude photography, drawing, Writing, Architecture, Art, playing catch with a frisbee, sliding down railings, Snow falling through the night air, coconuts, Honey, contemplating/dreaming about the Apocolypse, jumping over bodies of water, peppers, robots, The Garbage Man, slides, pranks, capers, tomfoolery, butterflies, Flowers, kittens and cats, huffing spraypaint in women's lingerie, trees, rocks, playing horse, Baseball, Skateboarding, Books, Music, and Film.
Hates : Fake people, Time, Delusions of grandeur (unless I'm the guilty one), Emotionless People, Winter, Wet willys, anal sex (having and giving, not in general), Static Electricity, Ketchup (Devil's Paste), Spiders, America, people who pull knives on me, attack dogs, kids who come to the skatepark and get in my way, poor grammar/spelling/handwriting, orange pop, methamphetamines, crappy socks, compromising photos from Spring Break, televangelists, licking nine volt batteries, MTV, Dr. Phil, meat (although I love seafood so I'll never be a vegetarian), labels, Cold Weather, getting my shoelace or pant legs caught in my bicycle chain, sacrificing virgins, excessively hairy dudes, Fines, pish-poshy social actions, expensive clothing and haircuts, conformity, those weird ear phone attachments, Golf, Guns, cars, dog farts, certain shades of yellow, eye boogers, Gossip, Authority, and Warrants for my Arrest.
Who's Rad : Holden, John Cardiel, Jack Stargazer, Laura, Krista, and Mother Nature, she's a remarkable woman, huh?
Who's Sad : Racist people, Sexist people, homophobes, Republicans taking away our fundamental rights, Bush, Cheney, Dr. James Dobson, Tom Delay, Rush Limbaugh, and fucking whoever else is a sorry waste of flesh.
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