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"i love certain things so hard that clean&holy wetness coats me i'm really inspired to a sexual extent by brick alleyways,..."
More about hailey
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Occupation:
sell you columbian emeralds/pillar builder
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Hobbies and Interests:
the human species, neurolinguistic programming, synchronicity, puzzles, burning ivory towers, masks, ritual, games, trespassing, sewing, musical chairs, bones, the underground circus, fire escapes, secrets, sensuality, intensity, taking the seams out
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Favorite Books:
andersen's fairytales, williard and his bowling trophies, the medium is the massage, the wasp factory, vurt, pollen, madame bovary, steppenwolf, washington square, the ectasy club, beautiful losers
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Favorite Movies:
the saddest music in the world, martin, mr. eryams, talk to her, adaptations, battle royale, edward penis hands, secretary, the devil's backbone, sense and sensibility
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Favorite Music:
soft rock, cliq-pop, ragtime, classical, jazz, 80's, first wave, math rock, space rock, fuck rock, post punk, lame idols, sissies&guitars, noise, classic rock
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Favorite TV Shows:
some people put televisions in their tombs
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About Me:
i love certain things so hard that clean&holy wetness coats me i'm really inspired to a sexual extent by brick alleyways, churchbells that ring at the wrong times and the exploration of abandoned buildings, tunnels. i love crossing boundaries and setting new limits; i love getting lost. i'm back in vancouver now and the whole sky is shoved in my mouth so far i can't.. even whimper
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Who I Want to Meet:
people who live life _out loud_ ; who stand up. sisters&brothers caring more about experiencing beauty than the way they are perceived by the demographic that doesn't know how to live with fervor
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danser comme cela
avec des enfants autour.
to make me lose her number over and over
when she moves into a house full of vegans. i
can't stand vegans. but i like hailey. she's nice!
then hardly remembered talking to me
afterwards... i have learned to enjoy depressed
british sounding artists. too many nachos? no
such thing. i had coffee with music personified
at cafe du soleil and she wore fake hair. never
the less still so gorgeous. your book is under
other much heavier books full of god knows
what. and just like i have to keep smashing my
somewhat feeble frame into the unforgiving
pavement, you must keep making my mouth
drop open when i hear your voice. " i dont like
bread..."
she made fluttery-eyes at me, and asked me if I
was lost. I pretended that I wasn't, but cashed in on
the conversation anyhow... I missed my stop... so
she helped me find where I needed to go...
I called her a couple of days later and we went to
the nude beach, then after she left, I went skinny-
dipping with her friend at a normal (public- not
nude) beach... it was one of the nakedest days ever.
IamDisaster
masses.
of a whale, somewhere between my knees
and her bum. someday, when you have
retired to your own planet, the citizens
of earth will search the sky and ask
where all the superheroes have gone.