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About Me

i know imma country, stop crackin annoying jokes about my name. it's awesome i know. so yeah, i am your not so average girl, that likes to do not so average things. i am eighteen and i'm legal now! i was born october 28th;; get me something for my birthday 'kay? i am a scorpio, and i am in to that astrology shit.
i am happy to say that i am taken, my one and only. my husband! he's my one and only, my light, the air that i fucking breathe. no bitch can stand between him and i. cause i am his bicth... i am a proud supporter of gay marriage and of my lesbian mom. she is my fucking rock, and i'll kill a motherfucker if they dare talk bad about my mother. she's an amazing woman, and now our relationship is stronger than ever!
i drink and i know how to morther fucking party. i love making faces behind peoples back and then giving an innocent smile totally giving myself away. i dont like opening up to people. i like to swing, i miss my childhood. i have my best girlfriends, they are like me in ten totally diffrent ways.
i love shoes, i melt went i walk into any shoe store. i guess its part of being a girl. i'm not a girly girl, i don't think i ever will be...i use to have more guy friends than girl friends,and by the way, all my guy friends are hot. my girlfriends are not a fan of DRAMA so leave it for your MAMA. if i or them have anything to say about you or your clique WE'LL SAY TO YOU FACE BICTH some girls like to call me a bitch and a slut, because i roll with the best. "oh, she just like the attention." i say, "BITCH, YOU ARE JUST JEALOUS!" and i laugh.
but fuck what cha heard, i'm a really nice person. i just moved to the city of spartanburg about eight and half months ago. And the month of June 2007 was just about the worst one I ever experienced out of my seventeen years of living. i will forever remember what happened June 07. i doubt i'll ever forget that. i lost one the best person i knew, my best friend. but;; now i got him back, he's in my lfe again. and he's never gonna leave. he promised! *big smile*
my real friends should add my personal account.
alexis brown/lead singer of straight line sticth

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Day Of The Baphomets,
sawing off the pavement...
repenting their past lives...
might i be the only payment left...
to be left behind...
clay and pigment footsteps...
rust it boiling clean...
our bull let in linguistics...
that only we can breathe...

i gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now...
beneath sepulchers...
raise your entrails as an offer...

fondling with pitchforks...
in a cattle prodded sea...
signaling the sedatives...
to emaciate their queen...
bowing in constriction...
anytime you leave...
we snuffed ourselves an angel...
and cut her by the wings...

i gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now...
beneath sepulchers...
raise your entrails as an offer...

in my sight i was born...
to bring death at the footsteps of your home...
tonight...
i have sewn...
all the hair and crooked nails...
that you all have worn...
while your wife...
sits at home...
i plant the vermin...
because she needs it so...

how long must we fold by hand...
the nuns are burning wheels again...
dent of mattress to make it bare...
come clean with the anecdote...
after all we came undone...
pale of sluts with host at fault...
one day we won't pay your debt...
our centipedes will get theirs yet...

poachers in your home...
poachers in your home...

how long must we fold by hand...
the nuns are burning wheels again...
dent of mattress to make it bare...
come clean with the anecdote...
after all we came undone...
pale of sluts with host at fault...
one day we won't pay your debt...

our centipedes will get theirs yet...
fold the river by the lips...
as a cruel and smothered wind...
fits the gash with ornaments...
dawn is nodding off again...
raised the braille to read it clear...
gathered by the cholera...
rinse the burns in cauldrons...
help the palm we see a lens...
my hands secrete a monument...
my hands secrete a monument...

i am the reason...
for your missing child...
they might be home...
but there's no trace...
under your pillow...
i have left a spine...
oh the things we do...
when you're away...
i saw the message...
that you wrote in the sand...
dismembered hints that carve away...
the anesthetic of your gospel said...
put a muzzle on the lamb...

give me one page...
give me one page...
make it blank...
mace that i leak...
will rain...
give me one page...
give me one page...
make it blank...
race i inflict...
your way...

maybe one day you'll stop and realize...
the throne that you serve is dead...
give me a plague...
give me a plague...
nothing you own is safe...

he wrote this for me...and he truly rocks my world. he picked up the pieces that bastard broke of me.

Music:

Movies:

The Dead Poets Society Shaun of the Dead Underworld I & II Texas Chainsaw Massacre Night of The Living Dead(original) The Breakfast Club Salem's Lot Schindler's List The Faces of Death American Beauty Interview with a Vampire Queen of the Damned Halloween I Nightmare on Elm Street Sectery Breakfast on Pluto

Heroes:

Status: Taken
Zodic: Scorpio
Sex: Female

My Blog

ask me anything;;

alright bbys. heres your chance. ask me anything!...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 04:53:00 PST

Broken Lover's Call

Broken Lover's Call One hope, one small fragment of the broken soul That was left by its owner, a long while ago. She was unsure if she let it go. But, sure of the damnation she felt. The cold dista...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Wed, 16 May 2007 07:09:00 PST

A Canvas's Story

echoes, hollow echoes the sound i merely hear in the empty rooms behind the doors that i left open the blank canvas before me calls to me, to tell it a story a story only my hand could tell ...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Sun, 13 May 2007 07:54:00 PST

maybe he won't see this;

even after we had our laughs but never really saying good-bye as the line dies and your sentence cut short. the memoires come flowing back a gentle overwhemed heart shaken with past love no, present l...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 12:33:00 PST

Dear Ms. Jean Hawkins;

i forgot to say good-bye to you, when we left to go back home. you were somehow how the rock, after my great grandmother passed away. but i pretty sure everybody is gonna miss your good homemade cooki...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 11:44:00 PST

the song he wrote for me;

shaiden_the_wolf (3/9/2007 7:15:32 AM): Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts, they race from self control...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 04:32:00 PST

i like a girl, way back when;

i'm talking to you and i thinking that you sexy as hell. you driving me drive with the things to doiing, even tho you anit doing nothing. i just wanna lick you...and kiss you and all the right ...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 11:04:00 PST

scream, for andrew;

Scream that one word i heard it was just a whisper "scream" my heart pounded so hard i wanted to say it "scream" a simple command the only command the drove over the edge "screa...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 11:37:00 PST

so yeah, about being lonely;

let me tell you about being lonely; it fucking sucks. all i want is a boyfriend that fucking cares about me. that wont cheat on me, and answer my calls when i call. i want boyfriend who will ...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 12:06:00 PST

i need to let this go, dear brittany;

I hate people, stupid two-faced people. Your friendship was overrated, you immurture little bicth. Bullshit! You cannot just lie to tell, and just continue to cover up the truth. Truth be toldyou...
Posted by Egypt is a COUNTRY! on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 02:27:00 PST