Trust your gut, unless it commands you to empty yourself on a sidewalk.
Too creepy for words.
My hobbies include writing creepy love letter and "anonymously" handing them to people.
Current Residence: Not Too Shabby, California deviantWEAR sizing preference: microscopic Print preference: canvas? Favourite genre of music: Random assorment of colours. Favourite photographer: Dario Castillo :P Favourite style of art: originality Operating System: Candy and Caffeine MP3 player of choice: Wally, my Zune of three years. Shell of choice: Immaculate White Wallpaper of choice: Nature shots with hints of Pollution Skin of choice: Bruised Favourite cartoon character: Norbert, Dagget, Spunky, Captain Planet, Prussia, LOTS. Personal Quote: Candy is dandy, AND IT'S ALL MINE.
Favourite Visual Artist
Too damn many.
Favourite Movies
Miyazaki films; Foreign films; Juno; I Love You, Man; etc.
The Rules:
1. You must post the rules.
2. Each person must post 5 things about themselves in their journal
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and create eleven new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to choose 11 people to tag and post their icons on your journal.
5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged them.
6. No tag backs
7. No stuff in the tagging section about "you're tagged if you're reading this". You legimately have to tag 11 people.
1. I have an unhealthy obsession with cute things of all natures
2. I place my hamburger upside down on my plate
3. I can hate eating som
Alive.
Hardly.
Sleepy.
Addicted to:
-Altoids
-chocolate Donettes
-Starbucks hot chocolate
-talking to myself about disturbing/creepy/loving things
Very lonely :'D
-Interpol
I haven't updated this in so long. Damn.
Playing KH: Birth By Sleep. Makes me lose sleep.
Working at Vons.
Seriously developing a second personality.
Oddly enough, I crave strawberries now.
Time to sleep~
Because my complexities all need time for themselves and fell the need to leave evidence of themselves somewhere. I believe it was Professor Awesome that left that one