THE STATS
Name: Sica
Age: 17
Hair Colour: Chesnut. I dye it a lot though.. it'll probably be something else by the time I post this. heh.
What colour you want your hair: Not sure, suggestions?
Location: Georgia.
Hobbies and Interests: Guitar (playing since I was six..), mindgames, girls with guns, dirty punk boys, deathly thin boys with suffocating pants, dirty glamour, sex, feminism, femininity, writing, &good cartoons.
Fave quote: Dear God, make everything die. Amen. <3purplepussy
Person you look up to and why (I think you're meant to write a sentance or two here): I look up to a lot of people, I'm wicked short. (4'11.) harhar. Em.. I don't think it's possible to genuinely look up to one person. Everyone fucks up. Except Matt Skiba, so that's my answer. :]
8 bands/singers/music: Alkaline Trio, Hot Hot Heat, Modest Mouse, The Killers, Kill Hannah, Jack of Jill, Bikini Kill, &Cursive.
5 or more films you love: Requiem.., Thirteen, Girl Fight, Donnie Darko, The Crow, Child's Play, Nightmare on Elm Street, Sleepy Hallow, Blow, Chocolat, +
What's more important to you inner or outer beauty: Women\girls spend billions of dollars on making themselves 'beautiful'. If we spent it on empowering women and helping others the WORLD would be beautiful. True beauty. But I'll admit I'm vain &shallow. tralala.
What's beautiful on the inside on you: My open-mindedness, my ability to help others even when I can't help myself, &my overall compassion for animals &children.
What's beautiful on the outside of you: My sensuality (does that count..?), my eyes, my lips.
RANDOMNESS
sneakers or heels: barefoot. :[ sneakers.
mobile or MP3: mobile
Record or CD: my stereo has a turntable deal ♥
Computer or sex: sex
singing or dancing: singing
fave tellytubby: La La.
celeb too sexy to live: Fiona Apple, Rose McGowan, Johnny Depp.
fave author: Sylvia Plath.
fave song writer: Elliott Smith.
Do you have a boyfriend? Pictures!: I was dating a cowboy. I'm scarred for live.
(if you like) here put your work/photograph/writing/poem/etc.: (this might influence our answer)
It's a figure of speech, an infatuation mood swing. Where you want me &I pretend to want you back. It's about time you did something right. Waiting for me to use you like that. In the graveyard where they settle, it's going far away from hell. This glitter-kissed, imaginary place. The fields of strawberries, where we all play. A long, white silk gown trimmed with lace. Running barefoot with azaelas in her hair. String of pearls, summer sweet. Hold my hand. (This is why it's better to stay indoors.)
push that frown foward
and listen to me
we're not in anything
too far, too deep
you hate face value
place and time
a morgue that glitters
and an organ that binds
clamped to my skin
the unforgetable odds
we said ship to shore
is there anything else?
let me grieve, you bastard
&learn not to stare
Promote to two places please and provide links:
heree+here here put at least three pictures of you and a 100 x 100 icon of you: