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"High Class White Trash"

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships and Friends

About Me

Myspace Layouts at Pimp-My-Profile.com / Tattoo girl

My Interests



The Nail Ripper
People Iced: Eight
Car Bombs Planted: Thirteen
Favorite Weapon Potato Gun
Arms Broken: Nine
Eyes Gouged: Seventeen
Tongues Cut Off: Four
Biggest Enemy: The Bull
Get Your HITMAN Name

AWSOME-GAME

I'd like to meet:

Cool funny loving friends Like you dear

Music:


You Are Beer!
You don't need to get totally wasted when you hit the bars.
More of a social drinker, you just like to have fun with your friends.
And as long as the beer keeps flowing, you're a happy camper.
But don't mix things up: "Beer Before Liquor, Never Been Sicker!" What Alcoholic Drink Are You?

Movies:

You are The Emperor

Stability, power, protection, realization; a great person.

The Emperor is the great authority figure of the Tarot, so it represents fathers, father-figures and employers. There is a lot of aggression and violence too.

The Emperor naturally follows the Empress. Like an infant, he is filled with enthuiasm, energy, aggression. He is direct, guileless and all too often irresistible. Unfortunately, like a baby he can also be a tyrant. Impatient, demanding, controlling. In the best of circumstances, he signifies the leader that everyone wants to follow, sitting on a throne that indicates the solid foundation of an Empire he created, loves and rules with intelligence and enthusiasm. But that throne can also be a trap, a responsibility that has the Emperor feeling restless, bored and discontent.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Television:


My Blog

Reasons why

Where am I today? I wish that I knew'Cause looking around there's no sign of youI don't remember one jump or one leapJust quiet steps away from your leadI'm holding my heart out but clutching it tooFe...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:17:00 PST

When you come back down

You got to leave me now, you got to go aloneYou got to chase a dream, one that's all your ownBefore it slips awayWhen you're flyin' high, take my heart alongI'll be the harmony to every lonely songTha...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:15:00 PST

Sabra girl

Lonely the life, that once, I ledStrange the paths, on which, we treadLed me to you, unlikely but trueSabra girl, clouding my viewRainy the day, the first time we metDeep was the talk, forever my debt...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:11:00 PST

Hanging by a thread

Theres a kind of emptiness that can fill youTheres a kind of hunger that can eat you upTheres a cold and darker side of the moonlightAnd theres a lonely side of loveWith you hereBaby I am strongNo sig...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:07:00 PST

WHY?

Why is it so damn hard to let go of something that you love so much? It kills me te see or hear the voice that I let go....Why can't we start over? this time no more fighting, just take each day ...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Thu, 08 Jun 2006 03:22:00 PST

ANOTHER GREAT NIGHT OUT

SUNDAY WAS A GREAT DAY AND NIGHT.... MARKS TO PROVE IT :) ....
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 10:17:00 PST

ONLY THE STRONG

ONLY THE STRONG WHAT MAKES ME THINK THAT IT'LL WORK OUT IN THE END AFRAID TO FEEL BAD. BETTER OFF TO TRY AND PRETEND I'M IMMORTAL, IMMUNE TO ALL THAT IS WRONG  JUST KEEP ON WISHING, CROSSING MY F...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 05:22:00 PST

THE WORLD

  .::Anarchy Through Capitolism::. We The People, of this magic cosmic plainThis reflection of light unfolding onto itselfDemand our right to the sacred gift called 'moments'Let it be known, tha...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 05:20:00 PST

QUESTION????

I started to listen to the voice of reason, and you know it tells me every time just to walk away. Suddenly I found myself with my back against the wall. Every little thing tears me up inside, theres ...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 05:18:00 PST

DANGER

DANGER, KEEP AWAYWe too feel aloneThat place in my mindIs that space that you call mineWhere have I been all this time?Lost, enslaved, fatal decline.I've been waiting for this to fold, butBut pie...
Posted by "High Class White Trash" on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 04:42:00 PST