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About Me


Hi *waves*
Im Natasha Tashka Elliot :)
in the movie of my life!
You're all my extras. :)
Im 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15
I'm a christian :)
I'm allways smileing except when im not.
I have so many amazing memories!!
The best ones are the ones where your cheeks hurt so much from laughing and you spend all of next day wishing 'it was this time yesterday'.
i live for moments like that!!:):):)
I want to do amazing things and i will.
I don't know how to whistle. teach me?
I love taking photos.
The kind you take with a camera.
not the kind my head takes.
my head uses real expensive film.
and the pictures are a bitch to develop.
I have way to many pictures on my laptop.
I love looking back at them.
Some amazing memories. :)
I like squeezing my eyes closed real tight.
so i see bright, dancing shapes in my eyelids.
WOW?
I love these....
i want a big sister.
one thats better at being one then i am.
challenge me to a pillow water fight?
I want to hear a song that really kicks.
and I want to get lost in it.
I daydream tooo much. :)
I miss childhood.
I miss making sculptures with mash potatoe.
I miss grazing my knees.
I miss seeing how far i can kick my shoes off the swings.
' I can't wear lip balm..I allways end up eating it, when I was little I used to put it on crackers!!' :) '
My little ponys are amazing.
I want to meet myself as a kid. :)
I like lepoard print and colourfull things.
I like to do this!! :)
I want to write my own ending.
Im just not sure what the stories about yet?
But i do know...
Yesterday I exceeded the recommended daily allowance for fizzy caffeine!

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My Interests



A1
Alexisonfire
All Americn Rejects
Angels and Airwaves
Avenged Sevenfold
Avril Lavigne
Blink 182!
Bloc Party
Blondie
Boxcar Racer
Brand New
Bring Me The Horizon
Bullet For My Valentine
Busted
Buzzcocks
Cartel
Cartoons
Cute is what we aim for
Dashboard Confessional
Death Cab For Cutie
Dirty pretty things
Drive by arguments
Drop Dead, Gorgeous
Eleventyseven
Eminem
Enter Shikari
Fightstar
Five Times August
Flood of red!
From first to last
Funeral For A Friend
Get cape. wear cape. fly!!!
GOB
Good Charlotte
Grand Prize
Green Day
Gwen Stefani
Gym Class Heroes
Hadouken!
Hawthorne heights
Hellogoodbye
Hey Castro
Hidden in Plain View
Hit the Lights
Hollywood Undead
Incubus
Innocence lost!
Jamisonparker
Jeffree Star
Joe Brooks
Less than jake
Linkin park
Lostprophets
Kids in house glases
Maroon 5
Matchbook Romance
Maximo Park!
McFly!
Mest
Miss conduct
Mixed tape for heart ache
Motion City Soundtrack
Muse
Mxpx
My Chemical Romance
New Found Glory
Nickleback
Nofx
OneRepublic
One toy soldier
Out of sight
Paramore!!
Pink
PlayRadioPlay!
Plus 44
Queen
Razorlight
Red Hot Chilli Pepers
Relient K
Say Anything
Secondhand Serenade
Senses Fail
Shiny Toy Guns
Simple Plan
Something Corporate
Son of dork
Spice Girls
Snow Patrol
Sugarcult
Super glued fingers
System Of A Down
Taking Back Sunday!!
The academy Is
The audition
The automatic
The bird and the bee
The darkness
The feeling
The fratellis
The futureheads
The get up kids
The killers
The maccabees
The red Jumpsuit Apparatus
The scene Aesthetic
The small print
The spill canvas
The starting Line
The view
Vertical Horizon
We The Living
Wheatus
Yellowcard
You me at six!!
Yourcodenameis:milo

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I'd like to meet:

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Books:

I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption because I know to live you must give your life away And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because I gotta get outta here I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake I gotta get outta here And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.I’m giving up on doing this alone now Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there And this life sentence that I’m serving I admit that I’m every bit deserving But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fairCause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because I gotta get outta here Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake I gotta get outta here And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.I am a hostage to my own humanity Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me But I can’t ask You to give what You already gaveCause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because I’ve gotta get outta here I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake I’ve gotta get outta here And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.I fought You for so long I should have let You in Oh how we regret those things we do And all I was trying to do was save my own skin But so were YouSo were You

Heroes:

Love is patient and kind. Love is not jelous, it does not boast, and it is not proud. Love is not rude, is not selfish, and does not get upset with others. Love does not count up wrongs that have been done. Love is not happy with evil but is happy with the truth. Love patiently accepts all things. It allways trusts, allways hopes, and allways remains strong. Love never ends. There are gifts of prophecy, but they will never be ended. There are gifts of speaking in differnt languages, but those gifts will stop. There is the gift of knowledge, but it will come to an end. The reason is that our knowledge and our ability to phrophesy are not perfect. But when perfection comes, the things that are not perfect will end. When i was a child I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I stopped those childish ways. It is the same with us. Now we see a dim reflection, as if we were looking into a mirror, but then we shall see clearly. Now I know only a part, but then I will know fully, as God has known me. So these three things continue forever: faith, hope and love. And the greatest of these is love.