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She spread herself wide open to let the insects in

Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress

Created on 2003-05-18 15:36:25 (#1066614), last updated 2003-12-16

876 comments received, 825 comments posted

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356 Journal Entries, 0 Tags, 5 Memories, 0 Virtual Gifts, 3 Userpics

Basic Info

Name:	x\|x. Twiztid Ninjette.x\|x
Birthdate:	02-23
Location:	Wisconsin, United States
Website:	Razor's Emptiness

Bio

{ I'm going o.v.e.r the stars }

...About Moi...

I'm nothing that interesting. I'm an ugly girl with funky hair that fades in a week and who is very annoying. I have an open mind and tend not to judge anyone on their beliefs. I'm Celtic Wiccan and love nature of all kinds. Patriotism makes me want to rip my eyeballs out and replace them with vomit. As does Avril. I hate fakeness. I'm the typical stoner and have fun on my adventures with the marijuana fairy. I write poetry which sucks the pubes right off your balls. Check out my website, it's better than hot sex with a midget. I'm feeling quite peckish right now while I'm writing this, so tough shit, I know I sound weeeird. I'm a very grotesque person with lots of diverse opinions that could possibly offend you. So run away. :P

One word:JUGGALETTE!

I don't drink and drive, I smoke and fly

...The red stands for the blood of all the people we've slain...
...The white for this racist, bigoted foundation...
...The blue for your arayan eyes -- all empty...
...Empty because you're taught to bow down to the man...

...They use the flag to control us...
...Brainwash us to be their patrotic slaves...
...Programs our minds by controlling what we learn...
...The only difference from the nazis is that...
...Someone tried to stop them...

~~Red, White and Brainwashed.~~

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...My Journal...

It is currently Friends Only and it is by invitation only. I have way too many people on my list to keep up with currently and I don't need more. If you really want to talk to me... to the point where you cry yourself to sleep at night hugging your stuffed monkey cause you can't comment on my journal... then by all means, hell stop sniffling and just fucking IM me. I'm sure I won't kill you right away, I'll let you suffer first.

My Poetry Journal

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All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

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...I got so much trouble on my mind...
...That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy...
...But I know the real world always gets the last word...
...And that's why you gotta kick reality...
...So don't tease me and try to say I should care...
...I might as well go out for mine...
...'Cause everybody's going out for theirs...

...So don't tell me about a fake drug war...
...Go cut education some more...
...The people will one day learn and rise...
...Cause not everyone is out to score...