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shes got vultures in her hair
About Me Member Yellow Alien Alex Rievaulx17/Female/Australia Recent Activity Deviant for 1 Year
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Wed Jun 17, 2009, 12:29 AM
  • Mood: Joy
  • Listening to: leaves falling
  • Reading: i capture the castle - dodie smith
  • Watching: damages
  • Playing: guitar
  • Eating: peanut butter
  • Drinking: tea
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over the last few days ive locked myself away just been painting, working on my art-grunge-dress (for the teenage fashion awards) and researching for my art assignments.
my brain is back to work mode and i think its slowly getting more and more in-tune with it all.
[ive felt so brain fucked for months]

i have happy news: mykal :iconwarpiggg: and i may be going into business together. im very proud of this new developement/idea and REALLY want to go through with it!
the chimps in my brain are already flinging thoughts around my skull. [opposed to flinging poop]

you would buy our clothes and accessories, right?

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  • Current Residence: tasmania, australia
  • Interests: originality, music, travel, film, literature, floating
  • Favourite movie: tank girl, edge of love, fear and loathing, juno
  • Favourite band or musician: hole, stp, veruca salt, stooges, moldy peaches and more
  • Favourite genre of music: grunge, punk, rock. grime.
  • Favourite poet or writer: jim morrison, kurt cobain, bob dylan, chuck palahniuk, hunter s thompson
  • Shell of choice: something beachy
  • Skin of choice: my own
  • Favourite cartoon character: sailor moon
  • Personal Quote: “Fucking ignore the system, use it when it suits you.” -- Johnny Rotten
  • Tools of the Trade: paint, number one camera, experience

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thanks! :)

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Do you believe in always,the wind
said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,the rain answered
thank you very much :star:

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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.

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