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|Location:||Wilkes Barre, Pennsylvania, United States|
|AOL IM:||Sogni Insensati (Add Buddy, Send Message)|
|Bio:||I want you to draw me in chalk on the sidewalk. I want red lipstick that makes me look all 50's sexy and not like a dirty hooker. I want to cut bangs and look all hot and bangable. I want you all to send me collages full of things you find beautiful. I want my own star like the glow in the dark one I found and carried in my pocket for years, except I want a real one. I want to cover the world over in glitter. I want perfect ivory skin, paper thin barely draped over my bones. I want a bottle to hold tears and wear around my neck. I want my screams to break glass every time. I want to have glitter put into my tattoo. I want to change my name to something exotic and unbelievable just for a week. I want to only drink strawberry milk, through a straw. I want purple tiltly eyes. I want my hair to stay black, like midnight. I want someone to read me pretentious poetry, and books full of make-believe and talk to me like they know what i mean. i want to speak with an accent, and drink strong coffee, and smoke long cigarettes from a holder like I'm someone special from the old days, and wrap my scarf around my neck and pull my coat tighter, with authority. I want a cameo choker necklace so I can pretend. I want to live in a gingerbread house that will never mold. I want you to write me a twisted fairy tale where I die at the end. I want to drink the poison that killed Romeo and live. I want valentines that spill lush sentiment and charm, year round. I want to spend some time with your hipbones, lips, clavicle, collarbone, broken hearts. I want black and white photographs of beauty and autumn and boys who cry and stars that explode and razor blades on your skin. I want duct tape hearts, love letters on brown paper packages tied up with string. I want my black heels to be glass slippers. I want a boy to make me buttermilk biscuits and a crown of roses for my hair. I want someone who won't laugh if I want to wear bowling shoes with a prom dress covered in lyrics that mean something to me. I want bubbles that smell like vanilla cake frosting. I want ballet slippers to wear everyday. I want someone to whisper that it'll be all right, when my heart stops and I'm draped over the couch. K want a Band-Aid to put over my mouth, so I can't talk, only cry out my sorrows. I want an autumn leaf, perfect colored, by mail. I want a boy who sports aviators and has shaggy hair. I have a wish for wings that work.|
|Interests:||38: 20's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, black eyeliner, catherine zeta jones, cherries, chicago, clark gable, classic movies, dancing, dirty dancing, donnie darko, dreaming, fairy tales, faries, girl interrupted, gone with the wind, happy endings, kissing, little women, marilyn monroe, momento, pulp fiction, rain, reading, red lipstick, romance, roses, some like it hot, stars, swing time, vivien leigh, writing|
|Account type:||Early Adopter|