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All about StylesMusic, photography, useless trivia, movies, books with non happy endings and sleeping. I like my movies like I like my life: meaningful, colorful and no idea how it will end, but in the end – feeling like a better person for experiencing it. See, I was watching "Maid in Manhattan" (against my will and better judgment) and remember thinking "NO WAY someone thought that THIS was a good idea and happened to have 15 mill laying around – no – no this HAD TO BE a pay back to the devil OR J. Lo's way of punishing me for not wearing her designer jeans with the built in ass jelly..." Ideally - If I could I would trip around all day taking pictures - listening to my iPod... Random things about me... In 2006, I wrote a novel...never published...just wrote, part of NaNoWriMo...google it I can recite, in their entirety, the following movies...Fight Club (Marla Singer, she was like the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if you could only stop tongueing it), Heathers (fuck me gentely with a chainsaw, do I look like mother teresa?) Goonies (Down here it is OUR time, OUR time...that is all over once you go up Troy's bucket) Go (A favor? I didn't know we were such good friends, if we were... you would know that I give HEAD before I give favors and seeing that I don't give my BEST friends head, the chance the YOU are getting a favor is pretty fucking slim) and of course Pulp Fiction (I am the foot fucking master, I dont be tickling or nothing) I can whistle, in prefect pitch, almost any song I hate most babies. Even if YOU say they are cute.
When I sing in the car, and I DO IT ALL THE TIME, I pick up my cell phone and pretend to be "talking" so I can sing without feeling silly.
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