Style is about our choosing what we wish to have represent us.

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
wishing that i had just something you wore
I put it on
When i go on Leave
Will you take off you dress?
And sell it to me
I miss your soup and i miss your bread but the letter in your writing doesn't mean your not dead
So bloody your hands on the cactus tree wipe it on your dress and sell it to me...<333

well i won't be able to write in this til next week...but fare the well you all...for i cannot begin to fathom how much i will miss you.

well, Love?

So Bloody Your hands on the Cactus Tree
Wipe it on your dress
and sell it to me...
_Heathen ~{Bowie}~

well i dunno where to get livejournal skins bia....sooo sorry!!!!

but i hope u dont SCREW UP your comments

-anywho yesh....i have awesome shtuff

I am One Screwed Up
Biznitch.

Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage...

Yeh so Kyle<{The lANCE}> told me i was cute yesterday ( Read more... )

I bless you madly ( Read more... )

I am the Cream of the great utopia dream
and you are the gleam within the depths of your bankers spleen

-Bowie
(Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

well....my hair is geh.

my clothes are geh.

my life's just geh.