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Looking Back Into My Diary. . .

What makes me say those things?

Name:
C H R I S T I N A
Birthdate:
19 January
Location:
Brooklyn, New York, United States
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Interests: (100)
99 bananas mmf, acoustic/electric guitars, answers, art/sketching, beer and liquor, being crazy, being happy, blasting music all kinds, broadway, candy, ceasar's bay, chocolate, clothes, communication, dating, death, designing, driving, drum and bass, excitement, extreme sports, flowers, friends, funny people, going out, going to shows, good spontaneity, gore, hair, hardcore, helter skelter, honesty, hugs, indie films, inside jokes, journalism, journals, kisses on the forehead, late night phone conversations, lingerie, lots of sex, love, makeup, marino ices, maynard james keenan, messed up people, metal, money, movies, museums, my underwear obsession, new york, newspapers, nice guys, old kevin smith, owl's head, partying hard, people, phantom of the opera, photography, poetry, pornography, questions, relationships, relaxation, road trips, roller-blading, romance, roses, serial killers, shock value, shopping, sinai beach, skittles, skulls, soccer, soulfly, sour and bitter things, spicy food, staying in, tarot cards, tattoos and body mod, the 80s, the city, the cure, the meaning of life, the news, the occasional substance abuse, the smiths, tig ol' bitties, tool, traveling, twisted metal 2, venues, video games, walking, war movies, welcome to the dollhouse, writing, you
Bio



One day a peaceful rabbit was walking through the woods.
A turtle, who was highly intelligent, viciously murdered the rabbit, eluded police, and was never caught.
The end.
The moral of the story is...
life is inherently meaningless.






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