.:ABOUT ME:.
Name: kitty-kill
Age: frozen at 18
Jung's Typology: INTJ: Introvert - 100%, iNtuitive - 75%, Thinking - 75%, Judging - 35%
Status: "i'm not yet married so i'm technically single" - ernest v.
From: nowheresville
Email: deicruxified@yahoo.com
Yahoo Messenger: bw_itch
Job: bitch of the south... part-time human
Interests: music, books, art, butane lighters, drums, guitar, pillows, aikido, mountain bikes, mp3's, cd's, food
Hobbies: reading, writing, listening to music, sleeping, daydreaming, aikido, observing people, playing: rpg, drums, guitar
Music: metal, hardcore, speed, black, goth, dark wave, indie, punk, grunge, chill-out, new-age
Clubs/Orgs: aikido philippines, makiling southside aikido, las-piñas group of artists, students of philosophy in action (sophia), xiaoxiao (khan online guild...), pbf (hs barkada), dollhouse kin
IGN: khan online: ostara (micko level 84), Tristania (necromancer level 35), gubblebum (assasin level 27)
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.:SCRATCH POST:.
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thoughtprocesses.
Monday, November 07, 2005
interstate love song - stone temple pilots
waiting on a Sunday afternoonfor what I read between the lines, your lies.feelin' like a hand in rusted shameso do you laugh or does it cry?reply?leavin' on a southern trainonly yesterday you lied,promises of what I seemed to beonly watched the time go by,all of these things you said to me.breathing is the hardest thingto do. with all I've said andall that's dead for you,you lied - good byeleavin' on a southern trainonly yesterday you liedpromises of what I seemed to beonly watched the time go by,all of these things I said to you.