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I'm still a huge as told by ginger fan.

I once shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.

Well, actually, I think I may just be copying a song.

I once felt up my best male friend while he slept. (Hey, I was 13 and curious! Shut up!)

I'm playing with my ex's head cuz while I cheated on him and then broke up thinking I didn't wanna hurt him ((he wanted a "commitment" but then was only kidding himself)) he's a total ******** d**k! He's so "Oh I can't do anything right" then so ******** old fashioned like "I'm glad you didn't do anything you'd regret"...yeah cuz I really ******** without a rubber.....Now I am gonna hurt him on purpose. I have so many issues.....


ANYWAY.....haha had to get that out yay! now let's never mention this again....

Me, my male friend Casey, and my female friend Jessie, were all playing Super Mario Bros. 3 at my house. We were in the dessert level and Jessie and I were the ones going at it, head-to-head. I kept having to beat every level, cause she couldn't. Well finally I got sick of it and was like "Hey Jessie. If you can't beat any of the levels in this world before I finish it, you have to flash us." And she said "Ok, but if I do beat a level, you and Casey have to kiss each other on the lips." We agreed to these terms, thinking there wasn't any level she could possibly beat. She lucked out and got an easy level, and Casey and I exchanged a quick peck on the lips. I then restarted the game and said "Jessie, if I can surpass the first world without you beating any levels, you have to strip down to naught but your panties (no bra) for a whole minute. If you do beat a level, me and Casey will full-out tongue kiss." This was a drastic wager of my very manhood, but I had confidence in her lack of ability. That, and she didn't know that whistles could be used to pass worlds up, and due to my wording, I had only to get a whistle and use it for victory to be mine. Well sure enough, she accepted the wager, and she lost the bet, much to me and Casey's relief and delight. She stripped down and sat there, and here's the amazing part: She has no sense of time. Casey had a stopwatch and agreed to keep the time. She was supposed to sit for a minute. She sat there for 4 minutes and 21 seconds, in naught but panties, and until we told her, she had no clue she'd sat there in her scivies for so long

Oh oh, I know! Walk into the room and be like "OK, anyone who has made out with That boy you like raise their hand!" And then you put your hand in the air and wait for the general reaction 3nodding Also, how old are you?

I really love art, and spend a lot of time drawing, but in all honesty, there are only a few peices I've done which I actually like. For producing well over 175 complete works per year, you would expect me to like at least a few peices.

On the subject of art, I heard somewhere that Voltaire is a professor at an art college in New York. This probably sounds kind of stalker-ish, but I want to go to whatever school he teaches at. (and I would really love to sleep with Professor Voltaire... but then again, who wouldn't?) Anyways, I wouldn't really do that, because it would be much too creepy and stalker-like. Stalkers just aren't cool. talk2hand

to tell you the truth, i'm more of an artist than a goth, but i still like to wear black and white and grey only.... i also beat people up to make myself feel happy, for nothing else works.... mrgreen

I don't trust anyone, not even my own family. It is a defense mechanism. If I don't let them in they can't hurt me. I'm a closet Inuyasha freak. I pretend that my pillows are a person so I can cuddle when i go to sleep.