General Information

Main blog:lost
Birthday:July 31st 1979
Occupation:Artistic / Creative
Location:United States, Florida, hell

Contact Information



Height:5' 8" (173 cm)
Eyes:Dark Brown
Vision:Sun glasses
Hair Color:Black Brown
Hair Style:Wavy - Long
Facial Hair:None
Skin Tone:Medium
Best Feature:Eyes
Tattoo Info:none yet. two on the way.
Piercing Info:yes
More Details:i'm a girl. no really, i checked.

Personal Information

Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Family Info:i have one. i think. though maybe not. i could have been born in a cabbage patch.
Sexual Preference:Bisexual
Astrological Sign:Leo (July 23 - Aug 22)
Liquor:Trying to quit
Your Home:Live with roommate(s)
Biography/About:i'm crazy. it's more fun that way. i play WoW bitches :P i write sappy poems about love and pain. heartbreak and heartache. i am not your typical girl.
Likes:WoW. a lot of things. but it varies by the day.
Dislikes:anger. hatred. racism. people that lack common sense and common courtesy. stupidity. animal cruelty.
Interests:corsets, sharp objects, sad pandas, hello kitty, anime, music, books, writing, eyeliner, nail polish, rain, WoW

Personal Favorites

Books:watership down, tales from watership down, the queen's fool, the virgin's lover, the other boleyn girl, american skin, death: the high cost of living, anita blake series, dragon star series, dragon prince series
Authors:neil gaimen, laurell k. hamilton, melanie rawn, iris johansen, edgar allen poe, shakespeare, richard adams
Bands/Artists:counting crows, annie lennox, sarah slean, tori amos, concrete blonde, guttermouth, katy rose, less than jake, the cure, something corporate, benton falls, lagwagon, H20, the distillers, face to face, marcy's playground, funeral oration, straylight run, evanescense, patsy cline, blink 182, green day, dead kennedys, death in june, inspecter 7, no use for a name, propagahndi, diesel boy, strung out, me first and the gimme gimmies, nofx, falling sickness, royal crown revue, offspring, the hippos, and many many more
Albums/CDs:i am not listing every cd that i like, that would take years
Songs:angel on hiatus, perfect blue buildings, crucify, drops of jupiter, weight, i will love you, built this way, too many to list
TV Shows:law and order, southpark, distraction
Movies:the last samuri, the village, legend, alice in wonderland, grease, the wizard of oz, dirty dancing, super troopers, the missing, again, too many to list
Actors:as long as they are good, i don't care
Colors:black, pink, silver, gray, purple
Pets/Animals:dogs, cats, reptiles, fish
Cars/Motorcyles:anything fast, my WRX
Season:winter, fall
Food:i eat it. usually. sometimes. yes?
Drink:water, vodka
Quotes:i'm falling in this dream, my fantasy of you, until you kiss me and you are real in my heart in my soul, i belong here now with you, eternity spent bound to you. 2004mkh, , Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin. It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It's like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what's beneath hat's why we grow it - we have something to hide. - susanna kaysen, How did I get here? Somebody pushed me. Somebody must have set me off in this direction and clusters of other hands must have touched themselves to the controls at various times, for I would not have picked this way for the world. - joseph heller

Four Most Recent Entries

i can't leave you a pretty trail of breadcrumbs to find me when i lose myself these broken days a hollow trail of tears and blood mark the spot to where i lay crushed and crying wishful thinking blissful in misery this is what i know this is all i know these broken days when i bend myself to save myself when i fall to keep afloat forever lost forever hoping you can't change your stars only follow where they lead you and i stumble continuously struggle to find a place find that space along this path alone in this darkness the depths you'll never grasp i'd bleed myself dry for just one more...
i wanna fade away ....
... i just wanna die today. okay so maybe that's a lie. not today. everyday. it sounds so dramatic. i'd laugh if i wasn't so damn serious. i don't want to feel anything anymore. i don't want to care. i don't want to cry. i don't want anything. i'm tired of wanting things. i'm tired of never being good enough. for myself. for anyone. people see what i want them to see. what i make them believe. but it takes so much energy. takes so much out of me. my facade cracks. these pieces that i offer up are nothing anymore. how can you offer anything when inside you are nothing? it's impossible. i'm...
chocolate and nicotine
it's been a blessedly peaceful day. i've spent most of it sleeping. being sad makes me want to sleep. being sick makes me want to sleep. so i did. and now i want to go back to bed and sleep until i have to paste a smile on my face for work and everyone around me. i want another chocolate muffin. i think i'm rather addicted to them now. they're especially tastey with a cigarette in the other hand. i wonder if you could live off nicotine and chocolate muffins. and the occasional diet pepsi. sounds very much like me and very unhealthy. i'm going back to bed.
it hurts when i breathe. and i can't stop coughing. i haven't slept. but i'm forcing myself to eat. i need stitches. and i simply don't care. i really don't. i'm going through the motions right now. i feel as though i've lost what little of my sanity i had left. i can't escape my life. and i can't find the strength to die. what have i been brought to? what have i left myself become. i'm scared for myself. i'm so withdrawn. i'm so sad. i can barely cry even though i am so very sad. that's what scares me the most. that i can't even cry right now. i want to cut again tonight. but i'm...

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