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Name: Trista
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Los Angeles
Birthday: 4/3/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: Music and over coming my fears. Dressing like the girl your grandmother warned your father about. Fire, fishnets, green, BROWN, black cherry, Space City coffee(R.I.P.) and vintage, any book by Chuck Palahniuk! (Anyone who can SAY Palahniuk) Most books, in fact, cult films, Kubrick. Feline beauties, be they cat or boy. Narcissistic tendencies, photo corners(classic black), broken glass, black and white photography, sewing, duct tape, drawing with conte(I love you if you know what that is and you aren't Drea), Kurt Vonnegut, home made playing cards(I have my own deck and its nearly complete, after two years), cheerleading trenchcoat flashers, Quixote the Whore and Don Aldonza, the stars on my cieling at night, emogame.com, spiderweb lace, mitochondria and midpieces, asking "how are you today?" as a qestion, not a greeting. Embroidery on paper, and on Zig, the 99 cent store, peacock plumage, ELAC, polaroid film, Halloween Club, and you.
Expertise: Getting in over my head, screaming in my sleep, inverse massage quality, bad hair days(these days less and less), the tedious art of scrap-booking, sort of.. Sometimes drawing, rarely singing, destroying checkerboars, and sleep. I tend to be better at things with my eyes closed and my conscious mind at rest.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Yahoo:  voltaire_was
AIM:  gives radiohead
MSN: squids_crossbones@hotmail.com
Member Since:
1/13/2004
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| Hey!
Have any of you ever watched that show on vh1 or something, I Love The 70s? I'm pretty sure that's it. They have Charro on and she is really awesome, she says this little thing about how during the seventies when "my cuchi cuchi was just a little keechy keechy" or whatever it is she says.
I don't know, she's adorable. | | |
| HEY!!!
If we are friends, I need you to im me at: gives radiohead on aim.
SOME FUCKING ASSHOLE deleted my entire aim friends list, because he is a ridiculous, pencil-dicked, cock sucker.
ANYWAY, if you still SHLOVE me, just send me a message, because I have none of you.
Also, my new myspace. Add me bitches: http://www.myspace.com/mighty_cthulhu
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| HEY GUESS WHAT?? Well, I am very self involved. Also, I went to the
dentist and he made me look ucky, so here are two pictures of me.
Mostly just to let me remember how awesome I am, but also to prove my
super rad "myspace pictures" taking skills. (Because you know, these
were TOTALLY taken in a mirror.)
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| Hey! Call me sometime during the week. Anytime, and any week. For reals, yo. I don't much like the solitude that being alone in my room with great music provides for me. I would much rather be with you listening to mediocre music.
That means you should all, (yes, every single one of you), call me up and we can do something.
It only makes me a little bit pathetic that I can't spend more than two days at home until I start feeling like I wish I was dead. But that's okay because you can rescue me. Oh, comeone, I would rescue YOU.. | | |
| Oh, it is no longer Halloween. I spent a shitton of money that I shouldn't be spending on Threadless shirts and food stuffs. Just stuff in general. My mum is giving me a hard time about my christams present too so I'm not counting on this being a particularly awesome holiday season. Whatever, yo.
Seasonal depression blows, man. Even if I'm not really depressed, I can just imagine how depressed I sometimes think I am and blame it on the season and I already feel much better. (ech..) | | |
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