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| User: | ninjastyle (239860) [passion with a gun]
..maybe we're victims of fate |
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| Name: | s h i v a | s i x | |||||
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| Location: | Chicago, Illinois, United States | |||||
| Birthdate: | 11-11 | |||||
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| AOL IM: |  splinter test (Add Buddy, Send Message) | |||||
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| Bio: | her body temperature was nineteen degrees below normal. she was clinically dead. * there's blood in the sun there's blood in the sun but i'm not afraid i cut myself with heaven's blade inside the wound, i found my wings and walked away from this human skin... * i hear the roar of a big machine two worlds and in between hot metal and methedrine i hear empire down i hear the sons of the city and dispossessed get down, get undressed get pretty but you and me, we've got the kingdom, we've got the key we've got the empire, now as then. * The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!".  | |||||
| Memories:: | 13 entries | |||||
| Interests: | 150: "sharp-metallic edges &a platinum-heart", 10:15 saturday night, 20 eye gripfasts, 23, abandoned buildings, aeon flux, amphetamine logic, ant-zen, anti-subculture, arriving and not departing, atlantis, b movies, beat generation, being a peculiar girl, being pounced by joshua-monsters, belly dancing, black holes, boys who wear eyeliner, burying skeletons in closets, candlelight, clive barker, coffee & catcalls, confusion the waitress, conspiracy theory, conversations held in metaphor, copious amounts of eyeliner, creating music, crushing on unattainable boys, delusions of grandeur, demons, destroying your perceptions, die my darling, doing the unstuck, donnie darko, eccentrics, edward scissorhands, english accents, eucatastrophe, everyday is halloween, evil clowns, existing only in dreams, experimental music, faeries, failure, fatal frame, film noir, fragility, genetics, giggling like a schoolgirl, glass hearts, grey days and rain, grim fandango, h.p. lovecraft, haute couture, having a partner-in-crime, head full of zombies, heaven isn't hot enough, hello kitty, horror punk, ian curtis, imagination, industrial, insomnia, intellect, jack kerouac, jack skellington, keeping all secrets, kids in the hall, kiss in the dreamhouse, kissing in the rain, kitten as a cat, kittens fighting, knives, knowing you're lying, labyrinth, lips kissing empty, machine gun fellatio, maneki neko, mind the gap, miniskirts & combat boots, mint cars, mixed tapes, my darling teayam, my sister, neil gaiman, neuromancer, new-wave, nicole blackman, nightmares seeping into consciousness, nihilism, noise, not mentioning bands here, not regretting a thing, note-passing, oh so violently hysterical!, overanalysing absolutely everything, perceptual distortion, persian food, pin-stripes, pin-up girls, plotting a genocide, post fight hand-holding, public displays of ninja, puddle stomping, rampant hatred, revisiting past ghosts, secret crushes, secretly a hopeless romantic, serial killers, she's obviously a scorpio, shock! horror!, sifl & olly, silent hill, silver-tongued sarcasm, skeletons, sleepy morning voices, sneaky bat machine, social anxiety, spare us the cutter, splatter horror, stanley kubrick, stars, staying in love forever, stomping, striped tights, surprise phone calls, swooping down from rooftops, symmetry, tesseracts, the disinformation plague, the mafia, the nightmare before christmas, this girl's a walking-time-bomb, tim skold, trainspotting, troma films, vanity overdose, video games, vincent price, vodka, vulnerability, what the fuck happened, whispering conversations, william gibson, william s. burroughs, winter, wish you were here, you aren't that clever, your-thin-and-paper-wings, ♥ | |||||
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