some people think that if they write a lot in thier profile it will make people want to be their friend but i am not one of these people...

some things you should know about me...

i hate order!

i cant spell!

i like to keep things simple...

i believe in anarchism...

mountain dew is the best thing in the world!

i tend to kiss girls!

individualism is a freedom we all have... but only some use!

i am a liberal

i am very opinionated

i cant live with out music...

I never really hated a one true god, But the God of the people I hated

i drove in a car and flew in a plane to come to your house and kick your door in now it's down to this, it's just you and me i'll blow your ******** head off for my country

you're the ones that kill your babies you're the ones that ******** your kids you're the ones that throw each other away you're the ones sitting in church every sunday

Close your mind with the door!

Coin operated boy Sitting on the shelf he is just a toy But I turn him on and he comes to life Automatic joy That is why I want a coin operated boy

The first orgasm of the morning Is cold and hard as hell There won't be any second coming As far as i can tell I arch my back cause I'm very close now It's very cold here By the window There are some school kids Yelling and running I barely notice That i am cumming

if you made it this far you should add me!

You can tell From the scars on my arms And the cracks on my hips And the stains on my skirt And the dents in my car And the blisters on my lips That I'm not the carefullest of girls

i am my own anti drug

i live with no regret so i would not change my life for the world!

Ah-yippie-yi-yu Ah-yippie-yi-yeah Ah-yippie-yi-yu-ah Ah-yippie-yi-yu Ah-yippie-yi-yeah Ah-yippie-yi-yu-ah

Sweet from the flowers honey from the bees I've got a feeling, I'm ready to release

im a hyper-active layed back girl

Ten nine eight and I'm breaking away I'm all dressed up and I'm ready to play Seven six five four and I'm all over you Counting three two one and I'm having fun...

It must have been your funny face It must have been your love It must have been your paper chase that Wasn't quite enough It must have been your tiny dance that Made me laugh out loud Must have been your angel dust that Put me on your cloud

hatchet in hand!

In the walls of Tokyo Down in London town's a go-go With the record selection And the mirror's reflection I'm be dancing with myself

Hunting the horny back toad

I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road

Oh sweet painted lady Seems it's always been the same Getting paid for being laid Guess that's the name of the game

the ink is black the page is white together we learn to read and write

I want freedom for the full expression of my personality...

Rules of anarchy camp: reckless abandonment, random acts of dumbness will be rewarded If you see somebody taking charge, youll be expected to beat them Cuz everyone whos no one, will be participating No one who is someone, will ever get to know the joys of anarchism, destruction of the system

Who’s the next to get hung from the ceiling

its all fun till someone gets hurt!!!

do you think im crazy yet?