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Name: taty
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 5/29/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: speakin my mind....um yea rite, then there'd be nothin 2 say... eatin...sleepin...stayin up all nite...exercisin...listenin 2 rock-dir en grey, seether, 3 doors down, ill nino, korn, disturbed, adema, bush, cold, breaking benjamin,drowning pool lp, an wateva the fuck else
Expertise: drawin...illustratin.cris..actin stupid..bein annoyin ~:p ....
ah the joy o bein 18
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Email: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  corruptedsoulz4u
Member Since:
6/30/2003
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| haven't updated here in the longest, went out to c walk the line,
bullshit of a movie if u dont have anyone..like me,
now....watever...i'm not so tired as muchh as i think i have a charely
horse, however you call it...i've been working in starbuck for about a
month now i think, plenty of liquid crack for me too drink< the
coffee>....my bum is numb so i think i just might know out
now.....ahh,tired....ltrz
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alllalalllalllallalalllalallalllalalalllal......can
u tell, i'm bored. been outta school for 2 months but i've come back
and actually trying to pass, ::sigh::: once again... but i'm back, back
again, guess who's back, to try again. got a teacher whoz tooo much,
gives way tooo much hw, and now i gotta make it all
up.....ahhhhh....the agony.....i'm a lazy shithead and i don care = p !
i recently applied to starbucks and got the joob, just gotta wait til
the manager calls me for the orientation. today i let richi out and he
started to move his head aroound, like he's dancing, my mom was near
and when at oonoe pointt he had turned, he bit her real hard, damn
crazy cookatoo...i'm pretty sure he just got a little over excited/
overjoyed/ hyper< whatever u wanna call it> but i can see that
happening, i've read a few pages about how parrots often bite and why.
and that was one of the reasons. oh, the dumbest thing...i koow u'll
probably read this eventually...<cris> he says he hates watching
sex and the city, and just yesturday he admitts it hilarious....watta
monkey.....le-hu-ze-her...pphhhtttt...........i hate school, i ahte
school, i ate school, i think if i did i'd never be hungry again  .....mmmmm, school.....uhhhh::droool::::::drip::ok, well gotta go do that hw, and watever..
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| well i changed my background to make it mesh with my surrounding,oh
yea, an i got my tongue pierced,it was awesome, all i heard was my
flesh ripping, it didnt hurt but its a bitch to eat food.
o wellz though..the dumbest thing happened when i got it pierced,
i passed out, luckily i was leaning n cris so he held me, they
thought i was joking so one of my friends even attempted to tickle me,
til she realized that i'm not laughing. i was better afterwards, i know
the feeling now since it happened to me before when i donated blood for
the red cross about a half a year ago, i passed out as well, thought
unluckily i was sitting at a table, so i brusied my lower eye area and
busted my lip against the table and the floor, i had to lye down for an
hour or so. all in all the only reason that happened is because i
didn't eat enough food, almost none before donating blood or getting my
toungue pierced. in good words: always eat a big meal before
doing anything, minus sex cause it just makes me naseous  . latrz 
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| well itz been awhile and i'm just plain ass bored right now, i ordered a wireless card and finally got it so i can finally go online from my laptop instead of waiting hours on end at my pc, its like those commercials where u're waiting forever just for one page to load while u go kill urself over it  . i'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo hungery. ahhhhhhhh. i woke up and my parents left to go to the flee market without me... and now i'm starving..... , i'ma go cook pork chops. blahhhh
 fuckz- and i get it too often
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| ± what the fuckz goin on? this place is killing me, whether its home, outside, or with anyone, and most of the time i'm dreaming. how funni things begin to turn out as your in a relationship thats driving you insane. whats worse, i cant convine myself out of it. i like this stupid ol' computer better then my fucked up laptop. i'm mad how i forget everything sometimes, it kills me. it's been so long since i wrote anything, anywhere, i think i've been like a brick with a burning flame inside, burning, until i burst to many pieces. i've been trying in school for once, doing homework finally. worst of all i got a english paper due monday of next week. luck to me for even beginning it, i'm gonna have a heart attack trying to do this. i'm so confused in wat to feel and where i should be in my mind, talk bout lost. lifez a ass fucker, and so iz where i am now. annoyed, so fuckin annoyed, i think the best step from here is to start killing myself slowly by smoking. what other better way to rot. my friends birthday was yesturday, she's 18, but yet shorter then me. i just remembered i lost my eyeliner, the only one that didn't irritate me and made me look like a fuckin pot head or narcotic. i feel foolish, for all the shit i'm told, can't see through, too much pressure. exactly like the song. why must we live, i always look around now, to see other people, although i hate them all. point being is, all the old people never seem happy, i don't blame them, we live in a shit faced society, criticized, discriminated, everything just to keep us all down. old people have permanent frowns, and it looks ungly, makes me wonder is anyone ever happy. no and yes. jus gotta enjoy what u can. but its like a battle between both. thats all i can sayyyyyooooooyyyyeeeeaaaa.†¡††¡©±
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