--driving faster than you --skinnyness --drumming --music --more music --even more music --tattoos --piercings --body modification --blood --becoming more frexishly flexible --human sexuality --queer theory --anarchy --red and black politics --my kittens --boots --face masks --plaid, lepoard and checkers --photography --public sex --long finger nails --eyes that change colors --making people I care about laugh --phiolosophy --squatting --learning to salsa --language --cooking --tight pants --bondage --moshing/slam dancing/hardcore raves --noise --deconstruction of society theory --choas theory --drawing --reading --writing --being a good friend --language --designing clothes --punks --singing into my hair brush while rockin out --hair styles --mohawks/bihawks/spikes --tea/chai --patches --hoodies --bullet belts --learning to play the guitar --penpals --becoming a better person
I used to think I knew who I'd like to meet, but now, I'm not so sure. Given my track record and general dislike of other people, probably not you.
I used to have a long list, but then I erased it. Bascially, metal, death metal, glory metal, hardcore, anything with awesome guitar...and some screaming is nice too. I am also a big fan of the air guitar rock out...I happen to be the air guitar master, I challenge anyone to a duel. I am also a fan of rocking out in the shower, and or in the car. In the end, louder, is always better.
Is evil I don't watch it. Ever.
I read almost constantly, if I'm not reading, then I'm wishing I were.
I used to think I had heros. Then I realized the only person you can depend on is yourself. Fuck heros and fuck you.