Roller derby. falling on my ass (and getting up within 1.5 to 3 seconds). pink cadillacs. pink poodles. attention. ufc. tattoos. jack daniels. cowboy boots. elvis. motorcycles. coats. I LOVE JONES CREAM SODA. hats. the color red. hot rods. collecting stupid shit like pez dispensers, salt and pepper shakers, lunchboxes. black and white movies. indian food (yummy in Lori's tummy!) freakshows. stitch. sleeping pills. revenge. road trips. dudes with tattooes on their neck and hands (OMG). thrift stores. shoes. shoes. more shoes. pinups. jesus. green tea. text messaging. getting into trouble with my home girl Hellaina Havoc.
No one. I hate people. And if I haven't met you in real life, I sure the hell do not want to meet you on this site, so don't bother requesting my friendship. Disclaimer to that is if you are a roller girl.
I love my records! But, I think buying them is almost as much fun as listening to them! I listen to a little bit of this, a little bit of that...it would take too long to list what I listen to. And what difference does it make anyway? Are you going to like/dislike me more because of what I listen to? Yeah, like I really fucking care about that.
I like war movies. Why? Because I love me some soldiers! I like love stories too, but not the ridiculous ones they make these days (with the exception of Brokeback Mountain and Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind)--I like Breakfast at Tiffany's, All about Eve, Last Tango in Paris--that kind of shit. Oh, and I love musicals....Grease 1 and 2, Moulin Rouge, West Side Story, Chicago.
Wentworth Miller is the only man remotely as awesome as my boyfriend. For those of you who do not know who Wentworth is--Prison Break, people, Prison Break. I'm a little obsessed. Ummm, and Dirt is a cool TV show too. That's it.
A Million Little Pieces. The Holy Bible.
Anyone who can leave this world without being insane. But mainly my grandpa (RIP) and my daddy (RIP). And Holly Golightly and Babyface.