AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! profile picture

AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE!

MEET ME BY THE APPLE TREE...

About Me

pretty much i am a passion fruit! JESSIE BUYS NOTHING!

My Interests

flowers, walks, Tofu and Zombies

I'd like to meet:

The Dalia Lama and a talking corndog...

Music:

beirut. horns. kazoos.

Movies:

on wings

Television:

ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT, MYTH BUSTERS

Books:

HARRY POTTER

Heroes:

anyone who will want to save the rainforest with me

My Blog

THANK GOD FOR THEM

life is up and it turns everywhere in directions that you dont want to be blown. But in the midst of all that tumbleing and being thrashed about by the polluted air and trash/ lice invested Los Angele...
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 12:01:00 PST

LOVE ANIMALS DONT EAT THEM!

Photography by Kelso White... makeup by tera hardwick ...
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 10:04:00 PST

MORBID LOVE PHOTO SHOOT

Other ones in color ...
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Wed, 26 Jul 2006 09:02:00 PST

"Thats My Man" Photoshoot!!!!

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Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 09:29:00 PST

MY PHOTOSHOOTS!!!!!!!!

JUST SO YOU KNOW>> ALL PICTURES, NAMES & IDEAS ARE PROPERTY & COPYWRITTED BY TERA HARDWICK... PRISONERS OF MAGIC... EAT THE APPLE... MEGLO&ALLI BROWN... ALICE IN TEACUP LAND... ROMEO & JEW...
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Sat, 15 Jul 2006 03:18:00 PST

Side Pony Tail

When your day is gray and grim grab a comb and join right in the new craze of side hair swoopes you just take some hair and pony tail holder and give it some loopes may it be a pony on the side,...
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Eye Pain VS Kisses

When dealing with matters of the heart or the option to stab my self in the eye with a scolding hot iron rod i think i would chose the iron rod.
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Feelings of a Bean

i am like a bottle of soy kept in the pantry untill some one's ready to enjoy then i'll stay for a while in the frig or in a glass feel useful and loved but then soon i'll be kicked to the trash.
Posted by AND THATS WHY THEY CALL ME DACTLE! on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST