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Raeia-Noir

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About Me

---- I AM......a writer without discipline, the mouth that swallowed a sailor, getting better with age, hopelessly hopeful, a professional vagabond, terribly honest, an east coast native with an affinity for the pacific, a sucker for cuddles. obsessed with making music videos. A friend once told me i was the most dependent independent person he's ever known...I'm still waiting for him to tell me why.

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My Interests

LA Weekly, iced green tea, roller skating, wishing i weren't in my car all the time, my nephew, throwback earrings, nintendo--if I knew where mine was... yoga, a good nights sleep, vintage designer sunglasses, the definition and use of the term "jawn", long eyelashes, just about any scent Gucci comes up with, secret handshakes, my crew, the hits, vinyl, small & not so obnoxious dogs, people watching, summertime. Remembering Rome and what real capuccino taste like. and no matter where I go- Philly

I'd like to meet:

Scorcese, the visually gifted, the young at heart, the musically inclined. Those with a passion who don't believe in settling. Prince as a baby.

Music:

Bat For Lashes, Chromeo, Wham!, Nina Simone, Bad Brains, HALL and OATES, Ghostface, Curtis Mayfield, Blonde Redhead, Mars Volta, INXS, Camp Lo, Stephanie Pompougnac, Ethel Cee, Fela, Sweatheart, Tv on the Radio, Portishead, Amanda Blank- for her poignant trash rap, glorious spandex and gold gear. Spankrock-for those thong melting party anthems.

Movies:

....I Shot Andy Warhol, Grey Gardens. Malcom X, The Education of Sunny Carson, Donny Darko, Clockwork Orange,The Neverending Story, Purple Rain and of course- The Hugga Bunch, freakish I know.

Television:

The Office, Strangers with Candy, the Boondocks.

Books:

Said the shotgun to the head, Caucasia, Possessing the Secret of Joy...

Heroes:

My mum, my Dad, my uncle- one of the illest pianists you've ever heard- Kenny Barron , Assata Shakur and this guy...

My Blog

like for seriously though

Here's a thought...If you wouldn't walk up to a stranger and expect them to be your friend without speaking to them first then why would you do it in this huge, crazy, and somewhat decieving world cal...
Posted by Raeia-Noir on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 10:43:00 PST

To my dearest Rossy

Lesson learned. My dearest Rossy you might as well have been my first love.How could I leave you overnight? I saved you from that dusty Germantown jail cell and brought you back to life. Sure you...
Posted by Raeia-Noir on Fri, 23 Sep 2005 10:32:00 PST