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- Last Login
- 11/21/2009 3:12 pm
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- 2439
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- 1.01
- Member Since
- 10/26/2005
- Location
- Australia, unless the world has flooded and I have floated to Wellington.
- Gender
- Female
Interests
- Hobbies/Interests
- Music drawing writing RPing an unhealthy amount and ranting.
About
My name is: Julia. Or Muffin, but you may only call me that if you are one specific person, and that person knows who she is.I am: A teenage philosopher, a writer, a roleplayer, open-minded, a connosieur of the English language, a maker of dark short films and lover of (good) romantic comedies that make me giggle, the little sister of a soon-to-be rockstar, a lover of heavy metal, rock and the song Teenage Dirtbag, and prematurely gutterminded.
I am not: Good at maths, particularly sensible, religious, homophobic or completely stable-minded.
Don't
Fall
We could have had it all
Another breath you're taking
Slow
Rise
Your love is suicide
This heart is slowly breaking
-The Butterfly Effect
Look at me, I'm falling
Off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yellin'
No, no, no,
But the words mean nothing
Can't catch up to me now
The view's so beautiful
All the way down
-The Offspring
The kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
-System of a Down
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Journal
A Teenage Prophet
A place for me to store my theories on life, death, humanity and belief. Not recommended for people who like to believe that everything's okay in the world.
Signature
She held my hand when we walked down the street.
I didn't give a s**t she got my first name wrong;
She only wants me for my bucket bong.
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