Wednesday, August 16, 2006
About Me
- Name: Kaila
- Location: Langley, BC, Canada
Very well, where should I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. A sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical; summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. If I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.
3 Comments:
It's very Iconic, and it exudes fearlessness, does that make sense? Sure it does.
It seems you have an eye for an eye....*grin*
Keep it up, later...
12:06 AM
I like this pic of yours too. You know why? Because its very natural and simple yet very captivating. Thus, there seems to be a certain glow in that grin of yours.
11:43 PM
cuz it shows of your long eyelashes like in a mascara commercial.
9:15 AM
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