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"I'm Becky. I like to laugh and watch movies and sleep. I consider myself a dorky artist writer. My art is kind of bad, but I..."
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Occupation:
Temp
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Hobbies and Interests:
writing, singing, sleeping, eating, poetry, reading, cooking, swimming, walking, dreaming, talking
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Favorite Books:
The Jungle, The Virgin Suicides, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Slaughterhouse, Letters to a Young Poet, Residence on Earth, anything Rainer Maria Rilke or Pablo Neruda
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Favorite Movies:
Say Anything, Dirty Dancing, Fight Club, Boondock Saints, High Fidelity, Amelie, Waking Life
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Favorite Music:
Iron and Wine, Modest Mouse, Bright Eyes, The Velvet Teen, Roots of Orchis, Rescue, Sigur Ros, Bjork, Atreyu, AFI, Interpol, Ricky Nelson, Beach Boys, Sufjan Stevens, Death Cab for Cutie, The Shins, Oma Yang, Cursive, Son Ambulance
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Favorite TV Shows:
i don't have tv
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About Me:
I'm Becky. I like to laugh and watch movies and sleep. I consider myself a dorky artist writer. My art is kind of bad, but I don't care cuz I do it for myself. I like to give presents to people I care about. I enjoy cartoons and serious movies. I like documentaries and philsophical conversations. I'm deeply spiritual and ever changing.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Real people. Not fake. Open minds. Funny people. Sweet people. Boys, girls, doesn't matter. I like having friends. I like to meet people. I like all different types. I don't care if we have NOTHING in common, so long as we get along and have a good time together.
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long to set up the internet. It's
ridiculous you idiot. You're never
HERE anymore. And I always miss your
calls because I'm in class or in bed.
And shit. I would come to see you, but
75 miles is a hell of a lot of
driving. Get it together. I have to
go do my hair now.
than me all the time. but i never get
to see her and that's too bad.
parts where I was kind of annoyed by
ditzy-faced peoples. Yeah. Except
for those parts.
ho around.
they came-a-tumblin' down. Her cat
made love to my crotch, and proceeded
to chew on my hand. Then, she rubbed
up on Bucky the beaver, and passed out
from all the mind blowing sex. Oh
Thelma.
wonder years was such a great show,
but everyone just pretends like it
didn't have this profound effect on
their lives. I mean, seriously, come
on...you cannot tell me that the
wonder years didn't change the way you
look at EVERY single part of your
life. The brother was a jackass! The
sister was a hippie! Kevin was a
nerdy kid trying to fit in! If people
don't start to recognize.... I'm gonna
have to bust a cap.
don't know about the drugs she slips
me, just so she can have sex with me.
I guess thats cool with me.
telling you, this girl is sheer
beauty. Anyway, she doesn't know Lacy,
but she sure does know Brynn.