»me My name is Roz. I study in England. I have a navel piercing and two tattoos. I have an unusual and random fetish for Squash. I have blonde streaks in my hair. I'm making red the new black and I love glitter. Glitter glitter glitter. That’s what I’m all about. Watch out. I own a tutu and I am a pain addict. Don't mess with me. If I could, I would wave my magic wand and wish I wasn't a teenager. But for obvious reasons, I can't. So what do we do when we can’t get what we want? We deal with it. Shut the fuck up and deal with what you’ve got.
»loves Tattoos. Piercings. Hair dye. Animals. Loud, obnoxious rock music. Blood. Pain. Playground Love. Squash. Black. White. Elvis. Michael Jackson. The Used. Muse. My Chemical Romance. Air. Michael Moore. Alone time. Fags. Feeling depressed. Poetry. Love. Penknives. Needles. L.A.M.B. Glitter.
»hates Boys. Goody-goods. Rebonded hair. Jealousy. Feeling happy. Ear enlargers. James Blunt. Being confused. Hilary Duff. Infections. Sore throats. Injections. Happy Tree Friends. War. The Bush Administration. Poseurs. Waiting. Being ignored. Ralph Lauren.
shitties.
2005-10-03 :: 11:29 a.m.
right guys. my parents figured out what my blog is. so go to my new address:
