About Me
IM BACK FROM NORWAAAYYYYY!!!!!!... been riding there... shredding the gnaaaaaarrrr hitting the pow pow, owning those scandos...... back in QUEENSTOWN for the winter here... YEEEAH BOI....yeah so you wanna know about ME?
i surf...
...i ride
thats about all ....surfing and riding arnt a matter of life, and death
....its more important than that.
im here for a good time not a long time
-im a natural blonde.
i have two different coloured eyes...one green one blue... its called heterochromia. and it occures in approximatly one percent of the population.... there you go you just learnt something new. im not the girl with perfect hair or the one who can wear white and not spill on it. but im still cool.
i live a charmed life in which i travel from country to country... but my heart lies in my homeland of australia. my island home . i love it.
I'm NOT like those other girls[Dearslutgirlwhosalwaysnaked] They choose you because you're easy to come by and a quick high. they choose you in larger masses because you're safer and relenting and can be taken in larger doses. they choose you because you're easy on the mind and none too thick in solution. they choose you because you're closer to home and not much different than all the rest of them. they choose you because you're cheap. for all those reasons, for all those reasons, they [don't] choose me. im better than that. im not like others. They [don't] choose me because I'm easy to find but hard to obtain. they [don't] choose me because I'm more than a minor addiction and have a tenyearshelflife of an aftertaste. they [don't] choose me because I'm incurable once inflicted. they [don't] choose me because I'm impossible to turn your back on, they [don't] choose me bec ause everything else is a fivecent high afterwards.filler. echo. copy. lifted. dilluted. a waste.
They [don't] choose me, and when they do, they don't talk about it. Can't talk about it. They [don't] choose me, but when they do it's the nervosa of shakes that whisper out their mouths on the subject.
They [don't] choose me, but when they do they know how special and few they are. so let them come.....
.....and let them choose you.
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