gypsymelody

i’m a pheasant vegan with an instinctual hum for acoustic sounds. music owns my soul. i work, i write, and i film. sadly, i am a workaholic with decent grammar. there are 1,000,325,788 knots in my back and counting... i was always better at math. i name everything. my ipod, Hoover, and my guitar, Kaki, both of whom rock my hips daily. speaking in numerous of accents is my forte. sleeping on your stomach is the best feeling ever. i'm trying to find my heart, but it's underneath my bed with all the angry monsters, so basically, i'm just waiting for matching socks to throw on; it keeps them away. guitars + dimples + glasses = romance. i love it when women sing to me... i always have. ani and i are going to get married someday, i'm just waiting for her to come around, you know, evolve a little. i love my brother, mum and dad they complete me... "oh my god, you're gay!" i'm falling in love with sufjan, he just always knows what to say at those perfect times. i'm thoroughly convinced that charlie chaplin and i will have coffee in another lifetime within another life form. massages are amazing after work, hollar. i enjoy watching electronic car washes from behind a plexi-glass cubicle. mtv cribs will do a show on my mansion in the future and i will have one in the basement. i'm not lying. i plan to be a fully tatted cinematic hooker by the age of 29. i want the world to stop fighting with one another and start falling for each other's imperfections. we'd all be happier that way. i stopped hating people a long time ago, you waste time and there's really no point in doing so. i'm going to adopt an african child one day and raise her to love the Target shoes i buy for her... in every color in the boy's section and yes, her name will be Ani. i dread hurting people, especially those who make you laugh the most. i once fell into a creek and had coffee with the loch ness, but he didn't like my hair so we grew apart. he now lives in a small part of my placenta wall where the big Red comes every month... yeah, it's him. i think we should stop discriminating. prostitutes have a job, runners don't need a ride and republicans just need someone to talk to. i'm constantly growing and someday someone will appreciate it. i like earth tone colors and plaid. life is a box of chocolates... creamy and messy... avoid the coconuts and keep it real with the snow cones... they're the ones that are going to save you during those hard times :)