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if my hands were an igloo, i would shelter you, if my heart was loves afterlife i would slaughter yo

About Me

................................ ........... ............love is the only promise i keep-im never on time- my subconcsious sleeps with the lights on- i have habits that make me unreliable- i live in a fantasy world- i dont gamble except on people- i avoid guilt at all costs, except my own- i have renounced all forms of planning-(with the exception of trannyfest july 14th)- i have been quitting smoking for the last 9 months- i have a habit of doing the right thing the wrong way- i am addicted to myspace- i am boycotting facebook- i like sunrises better than sunsets-- i like catapillars - i like dandylions when they have turned grey and fuzzy better than when they are yellow- i like the ocean - and slutty martinis -they taste the same -i like getting drunk on my roof -i like early afternoon baked puh-tatoes -i like caves and lionessessess and the call of the wild -i like seedy motels with 24hr porn channel as long as the company is good -i like long walks without destinations -i like the smell of boilING celery - tried to sell my soul for a krispy kreme, but i was denied -i like licorish flavored words and pudding -more than anything i like knowing that a certain person checked my profile today- and yes, i believe in rapture...ever since i googled it. but all i really know is that you can either love something or need something, never both, creation is the destructive affair between hope and despair.....insert exhale here...excuses and reasons are the same thing (look it up) and the only acceptable place for footprints, is behind you...
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My Interests


Giving style to ones character is a great and rare art. It is exercised by those who see all the strengths and weaknesses of their own natures and comprehend them in an artistic plan until everything appears as art and reason and even weakness delights the eye. Here a large mass of second nature has been added, there a piece of original nature has been removed: both by long practice and daily labor. Here the ugly which could not be removed is hidden…there is has been reinterpreted and made sublime… it will be the strong and domineering natures who enjoy their finest gaiety in such compulsion, in such constraint and perfection under a law of their own: the passion of their tremendous will relents when confronted with stylized, conquered and serving nature: even when they have to build palaces and lay out gardens, they demur at giving nature a freehand. Conversely, it is the weak characters without power over themselves who hate the constraint of style…. They become slaves as soon as the serve, they hate to serve, such spirits-and they may be of the first rank-are always out to interpret themselves and their environment as free-nature-wild, arbitrary, fantastic, disorderly, astonishing, and they do well because on in this way do they please themselves. For one thing is needful, that a human being attain his satisfaction with himself- whether it be by this or by that poetry and art: only then is a human being at all tolerable to behold. Whoever is dissatisfied with himself is always ready to revenge himself therefore: we others will be his victims, if only by always having to give stand to his ugly sight. For the sight of the ugly makes men bad and gloomy ....................nietzsche

I'd like to meet:

christopher walken. shane macgowan. charles bukowski. freud(just a couple bumps no one has to know). ian curtis. goerge bush alone in a dark alley and...her

Music:

I think Hunter S. Thompson once said ‘The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side.’”I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal, also his fine art, finally also the only kind of piety he knows, his "divine service." Friedrich Nietzsche

Movies:


Books:

narcissus and goldmund. STEPPENWOLF, WOMEN, HAM ON RYE, THE ROMANTIC MANIFESTO, PENTHOUSE LETTERS NO. 67, SIDDARTHA, MACHIAVELLI, beautiful losers-leanord cohen OMG, the energy of slaves cohen again OMG"wearing my rosary as an accessory i confess only my good deeds to those i meet, guarding my sins against the judgement of guilty men" "the error of great men are more venerable because they are more plentiful than the truths of small men"

Heroes:

my biggest hero is isabelle the mother of my child for giving up the ability to laugh without farting and being able to sleep on her stomache and soooo much more to come so that another life can be realized and syd for knowing when to leave the party |o/ and for covering my ass that ONE occasion ;) also erin bruwell (freedom writers) and icarus