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my insides are copper...

...and i'd kill to make them gold...

Name:
__capgunromance
Birthdate:
29 December
Website:
External Services:
  • __capgunromance@livejournal.com
  • CatastrophicLips



I am:
- 5'6"
- Female.
- Spunky.
- Quirky.
- Cute.
- Sweet.
- Creative.
- Loud.
- unstable.
- impatient.
- manic.

I have:
- short brown hair (that i frequently dye).
- glasses.
- brown eyes.
- depression.
- no life.
- the best friends.
- a cool, yet slightly annoying brother.
- a short temper.
- a crescent moon tattoo.

I love:
- music.
- kissing.
- guitar.
- shows.
- holding hands.
- sunglasses.
- concert t's.
- jeans with holes.
- flip flops.
- pink and orange chucks.
- cherry starburst lipgloss.
- Matty D.
- pink.
- orange.
- black.
- autumn.
- swingsets.
- the rain.
- skittles.
- peachie o's.
- easy mac.
- candy necklaces.
- fake pearls.
- cheap plastic rings.
- my white bracelets.
- blue nailpolish.
- monkies.
- the internet.
- leaves.
- hearts.
- stars.
- slap bracelets.
- candyland!
- Red Bulls.
- Sobe Adrenaline Rush.

I dis-like:
- fake people.
- liars.
- cheaters.
- heart breakers.
- annoying people.
- crying.
- U2.
- thugged out people.
- ignorance.
- people who can't talk right.
- people who TyPe LyKe DizZ.
- homophobes.
- hate.

Traits. I...:
- argue alot.
- cry over everything.
- can be really happy and bouncy at times.
- usually have alot of energy.
- change my mind all of the time.
- write down everything that i feel in poetry.
- dye my hair constantly.
- for the most part, am anti-social.
- get angry easily.
- am sweet to everyone that i know and care for.
- can be a bitch to people i dislike.





kthnxbye!


Heather Christine



she's trapped inside her room
with reruns on the screen
old books and movies
but she can't stop thinking
i'm torn between myself
my radio my friends
i want to write this one off over and over again
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing

i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

she waits all day
she stands a stranger in her skin
she moves the science with her hands
she lines her walls
with every paper she can see
these words consume her
but they never set her free
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing

i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

i want to read good news
i want to be a little kid again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
i want to read good news
i want to go to sleep at night again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

_SoCo_


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