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Name: Panda
Location: Cincinnati, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: Pretty faces. Dr. Pepper and laughing until i fall down.... over my dead body and eyeshadow, candy, my nose, sexy hair and bloody noses, DYLAN & as we fight, mean shows with tough little boys dancing on your face. soft lips and headwalkers. piles-ons, sing a longs, gang vocals,old school punk, mental, better than a thousand, quality ink, shoes, unmatched socks, black and white photography, my septum, chubb, good friends and good times, remembering funny things and laughing about them even harder then when it first happened, hardcore punk and the 80s, Billy idol and blondie, blood for blood, making fun of people for stupid reasons that dont make sense, tegan and sara, ten yard fight, wrestling.
Expertise: gangsta, Pandas, Dylans
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Hospitality
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  kisskisbangbangX
Yahoo:  pandaxlove
Member Since:
1/29/2004
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| Stuck in the past
I think about it everyday
you are trash
i think i'll take my life back now, thanks.
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| car shopping is tiring.
buy me a honda, please.
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| I was looking at the leaves, climbing to the tops of the trees...
But you were nowhere to be found;
Just beneath all the green you were buried like a little seed...
Among the roots and underground.
I was licking at the leaves, but I was in short sleeves and you,
You were like some sickness that I caught;
And my sweetheart moved away, swept off like garbage in the alleyway...
And I need more grace than I thought. | | |
| Everyones gone. Just me and myself to talk to and laugh with.
I dont want to come back. | | |
| I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful tattoos on the top sides of both of her hands
she was forty three years old and as far as I know
had never yet been with a man
its not that she wasn't attractive she was beatiful
but its the way that she interacted
she was aggressively passive to the point where she
would of intimidated any mitt that ever tried to catch her
on the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl
she claimed it is what God resembled
but on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female
and this one she explained looked like the devil
I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
how the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach
as if anticipating would they be allowed to caress
the sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger
now maybe I was high but it felt so right
heaven and hell both take to this womans womb
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