!~I taste like Heaven but God knows Im built for sin~!
i ride mX i paintball i airsof i snowboard and play football sorry im just not a girly girl
Dillon50 is the most awesomeist kid in the world i love him
Friend: Calls your parents "Mr." or "Mrs."
Juggalo: Call your parents "Mom" or "Dad."
Friend: Has never seen you cry.
Juggalo: Has the best shoulder to cry on.
Friend: Will leave you hanging to be with a crowd.
Juggalo: Always has your back.
Friend: Runs for help in a fight.
Juggalo: Jumps in the fight to help.
Friend: Will bail your stale ass out of Jail.
Juggalo: Will be sittin' right next to you saying "That was fucking awesome!"
Friend: Will help you move out of a house.
Juggalo: Will help you move a dead body out of the house.
Friend: Bums you a cigarette
Juggalo: Bums you his last pack
Friend: Is there when you need them
Juggalo: Is there even when you dont need them
Friend: Gets drunk at a party and pukes on your carpet
Juggalo: Feels worse than you do about puking on your carpet in the morning
Friend: Hides you from the cops
Juggalo: Is probably the reason the cops are after you in the first place
Friend: Lets you make an ass out of yourself in public
Juggalo: Is up there with you making an ass out of themselves too
Friend: Likes you cause your always doing stupid shit
Juggalo: Loves you even though you do stupid shit
Friend: Is shocked to find out your actually gay
Juggalo: Already knew but really could care less
Friend: Doesn't tell anyone if you kill the guy who tried to kill you
Juggalo: Helped you kill that asshole
Friend: Comes with you to your moms funeral
Juggalo: Cries with you at your moms funeral
Friend: Tells you when his parents doesnt want him to hang out with you any more
Juggalo: Laughs in his parents faces for saying that
Friends: Fade
Juggalos: Are 4 Ever
Pass this shit on to all your juggalo homies
yo if ur a juggalo send this shit to all ya mutha fuckin homies.
[LAYER ONE]
-- Name: victoria
-- Nickname(s): torie,vikkky,t,tj,lots more
-- Birthdate: sep 16
-- Birthplace: califonia
-- Current location: so*cal
-- Eye color: green
-- Hair color: red brown blond
-- Height: 5'2
-- Righty or lefty: Righty
[LAYER TWO]
-- Your heritage: greman Itaion
-- The shoes you wore today: white DCs
-- Your weakness: Chocolate
-- Your fears: beening alone
-- perfect pizza: ham and pinrapple
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: get in to the Navy
[LAYER THREE]
-- Your most overused phrase: fuck a suck and fuck ass!
-- Your thoughts first waking up: why is it so early
-- Your best physical feature: boobs thats what every one tells me
-- Your bedtime: when i close my eyes
--most missed memory: beening with jake
[*LAYER FOUR*]
-- Soda: dr pepper
-- Fast food joint: frizzoles
-- Single or group dates: Single
-- Adidas or Nike: Neither
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
-- Cappuccino or coffee: coffee
[LAYER FIVE]
-- Smoke: no
-- swear: occasionly
-- Sing: All the time
-- Take a shower every day: of course
-- have a crush: nope
-- Do you think you've been in love: am in love now
-- Want to go to college: already there
-- Want to get married: i do
-- Get motion sickness: nope
-- think ur attractive: you tell me
-- Think you're a health freak: nope
-- Get along with your parents:if they were dead
-- Like thunderstorms: yes
-- Play an instrument: bass
[LAYER SIX]
In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: YES WAY TO MUCH
-- Smoked:NO
-- Done a drug: yes
-- Had sex: yes
-- Made out: yeah...
-- Gone on a date: yeah
-- Gone to the mall: Yah
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No
-- Eaten sushi: no
-- Been on stage: nope
-- Gone skating: no
-- Made homemade cookies: yes
-- Gone skinny-dipping: yes
-- Dyed your hair: nope
-- Stolen anything: this thing
[LAYER SEVEN]
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: indeed i have
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated:yes
-- Been caught doing something: depends
-- Been called a tease: yes
-- Gotten beaten up: nope
-- Shoplifted: nope
-- Changed who you were to fit in: nope
[LAYER EIGHT]
-- Age you hope to be married: whenever its right
-- Numbers and names of children:um dont really know yet but my first boy is brandon and my first girl is alexis
-- How do you want to die: quickly
-- Where do you want to go to college:just the navy is good for me
-- What do you want to be when you grow up:nures
-- What country would you most like to visit: go to germany and italy
-- Who is your guardian/ most loved person: my grandme and grandpa 
[LAYER NINE]
In a boy
fun awsome cool layed back funny
[LAYER TEN]
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: um dont know
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: 1 alex
-- Number of CDs that I own: too many to count
-- Number of piercings:5
-- Number of tattoes: None yet
-- Number of times my name has appeard in the newspaper: Once or twice
-- Number of scars on my body: Too many to count mentally and physical

these are my fav. bands:
Ac/Dc
Aerosmith
Armor For Sleep
Avenged Sevenfold
Beastie Boys
Black Sabbath
Blink 182
Bon Jovi
Bowling For Soup
Buckethead
Cheap Trick
Coheed and Cambria
Coldplay
Cypris Hill
Darkness
Def Leppard
Disturbed
Duran Duran
Eagles
FM Static
Fall Out Boy
Fleetwood Mac
Flogging Molly
Flyleaf
Foo Fighters
Foreigner
Franz Ferdinand
From First To Last
Garbage
Godsmack
Green Day
Guns 'N' Roses
Hawthorne Heights
HeavyHeavyLowLow
Hellacopters
Hellogoodbye
Hinder
HIM
ICP
Jet
Jimi Hendrix
Journey
Korn
KISS
Killers
KMK
Lamb Of God
Led Zeppelin
Linkin Park
Marlyn Manson
Maroon 5
Matchbox Romance
Metallica
Motion City Soundtrack
Mushroomhead
My Chemical Romance
New Found Glory
Nervna
Nickelback
Nine Inch Nails
No Doubt
Offspring
P.O.D.
Panic! At THe Disco
Papa Roach
Presidents Of The USA
Puddle Of Mudd
Quiet Riot
Radio Head
Red Hot Chilly Peppers
Relient K
Rise Against
Rob Zombie
Rolling Stones
Sences Fail
Shinedown
Slaughter
Slipknot
So*Cal Trash
Something Corporate
Starting Line
Stone sour
Story Of The Year
Sublime
Switchfoot
System Of A Down
Taking Back Sunday
Thrice
Tool
Trivium
Twisted Sister
Twisted
Used
Valient Thorr
Van Halen
White Stripes
Yellowcard
3 Doors Down
10 Years
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My name is Kota,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I werent ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Chariles bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And i start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"Im sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is Kota
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me