If I were...
A month I would be: October.
A day of the week I would be: Saturday.
A time of day I would be: That point in the morning when you wake up and do not remember anything about the night, day, week, LIFETIME before. That point where you just come to life, no worries, no thoughts, no nothing besides the breath in your lungs and the blood in your heart.
A planet I would be: Pluto, no one gives enough love to that planet.
A sea animal I would be: Whale, they are so gorgeous.
A direction I would be: North. Everyone needs to know where North is.
A piece of furniture I would be: Lamp. I want to brighten people's lives more often then I think I do.
A sin I would be: Lust, what else from me? -laughs-
A historical figure I would be: Julius Cesar. He ruled the bloody world.
A liquid I would be: Vodka. Dangerous, pure, Vodka.
A tree I would be: Weeping Willow or a Sycamore. The Willow because they command so much thought, you know? Their utter sorrow is too beautiful for any words and in their sorrow they make this world a much better place. Sycamore because they provoke power. They stand for thousands of years, a true test to what one can do if they have strong enough roots.
A flower/plant I would be: Something ugly so no one would pick me.
A kind of weather I would be: Thunderstorm, because somewhere I will be the relief a 15 year old girl needs when her life is crashing down and she has nowhere to go but out on her roof. I will be the sympathy and empathy she needs.
A musical instrument I would be: A Gibson guitar or a Stradivarius violin. They are the saddest instruments, and their gorgeous notes scream with such a passion that I cannot even begin to explain.
An animal I would be: I already am. Tiger and wolf, such undoubted power in both of them. Calm wisdom and practically an extended extremity of the earth.
A color I would be: Black. It is the gathering of all color, all life, all.
A vegetable I would be: Celery, just because I don't know many other vegtables.
A sound I would be: Jimmy's voice, it expressed so many things at once...more then my words could ever do.
An element I would be: Hmm...Read Plato's Symposium and you will understand why I choose Love.
A car I would be: A sting ray. I was built for speed and made to sex.
A song I would be: "Trying"- Lifehouse. That is all I do, try and try. But I finally realized there is no point any more.
A movie I would be directed by: Some no name child who wanted so to express his art, life, and love in flim. If I was his movie, I would love to be his claim to fame.
A book I would be written by: Poe, who else can etch fine black hate as well as he?
A food I would be: Steak, some big slab of meat.
A place I would be: Praque. New Orleans. I give off the same feelings that you would get from either of those places.
A material I would be: Silk. I love silk.
A taste I would be: Either very bitter or luciously sweet, depends on what mood I am in.
A scent I would be: Mimina. That scent is so elegantly sensual it is amazing.
A word I would be: Devastated. Or pussy. -laughs-
An object I would be: A pencil, what else to create?
A body part I would be: Eyes, they're the closest thing to a soul. So expressive.
A facial expression I would be: Tears or a full faced and bodied laugh. They are the two expressions I vary from usually.
A cartoon character I would be: Johnny Fucking Bravo, who is cooler then that? And I could do the monkey all fucking day long and NO one would give me shit.
A shape I would be a: A Diamond. I am high quality, darling.
A number I would be: 9, fucking random.
A day of the week I would be: Saturday.
A time of day I would be: That point in the morning when you wake up and do not remember anything about the night, day, week, LIFETIME before. That point where you just come to life, no worries, no thoughts, no nothing besides the breath in your lungs and the blood in your heart.
A planet I would be: Pluto, no one gives enough love to that planet.
A sea animal I would be: Whale, they are so gorgeous.
A direction I would be: North. Everyone needs to know where North is.
A piece of furniture I would be: Lamp. I want to brighten people's lives more often then I think I do.
A sin I would be: Lust, what else from me? -laughs-
A historical figure I would be: Julius Cesar. He ruled the bloody world.
A liquid I would be: Vodka. Dangerous, pure, Vodka.
A tree I would be: Weeping Willow or a Sycamore. The Willow because they command so much thought, you know? Their utter sorrow is too beautiful for any words and in their sorrow they make this world a much better place. Sycamore because they provoke power. They stand for thousands of years, a true test to what one can do if they have strong enough roots.
A flower/plant I would be: Something ugly so no one would pick me.
A kind of weather I would be: Thunderstorm, because somewhere I will be the relief a 15 year old girl needs when her life is crashing down and she has nowhere to go but out on her roof. I will be the sympathy and empathy she needs.
A musical instrument I would be: A Gibson guitar or a Stradivarius violin. They are the saddest instruments, and their gorgeous notes scream with such a passion that I cannot even begin to explain.
An animal I would be: I already am. Tiger and wolf, such undoubted power in both of them. Calm wisdom and practically an extended extremity of the earth.
A color I would be: Black. It is the gathering of all color, all life, all.
A vegetable I would be: Celery, just because I don't know many other vegtables.
A sound I would be: Jimmy's voice, it expressed so many things at once...more then my words could ever do.
An element I would be: Hmm...Read Plato's Symposium and you will understand why I choose Love.
A car I would be: A sting ray. I was built for speed and made to sex.
A song I would be: "Trying"- Lifehouse. That is all I do, try and try. But I finally realized there is no point any more.
A movie I would be directed by: Some no name child who wanted so to express his art, life, and love in flim. If I was his movie, I would love to be his claim to fame.
A book I would be written by: Poe, who else can etch fine black hate as well as he?
A food I would be: Steak, some big slab of meat.
A place I would be: Praque. New Orleans. I give off the same feelings that you would get from either of those places.
A material I would be: Silk. I love silk.
A taste I would be: Either very bitter or luciously sweet, depends on what mood I am in.
A scent I would be: Mimina. That scent is so elegantly sensual it is amazing.
A word I would be: Devastated. Or pussy. -laughs-
An object I would be: A pencil, what else to create?
A body part I would be: Eyes, they're the closest thing to a soul. So expressive.
A facial expression I would be: Tears or a full faced and bodied laugh. They are the two expressions I vary from usually.
A cartoon character I would be: Johnny Fucking Bravo, who is cooler then that? And I could do the monkey all fucking day long and NO one would give me shit.
A shape I would be a: A Diamond. I am high quality, darling.
A number I would be: 9, fucking random.