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Name: Stella
Country: China
Metro: Beijing
Birthday: 10/10/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: gettin' crunk with my friends.fast cars and furious sex.my credit card.PARTY.guns. KNOWLEDGE, POWER, WEALTH.metal.my guitar.snowboarding
Expertise: turning angels to the devils they are deep down....... being honest....... going against the flow.........
Occupation: Executive
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
MSN: deliciouz_evil@hotmail.com
Member Since:
2/15/2005
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everything in this world is interlinked... Life can be felt in everything, and intertvine with your own... but the fine lines that divide these truths are the great walls in your mind
And so my goal has come to this; all I want in life is just to Live.
Where are my lost friends? Maybe not lost, just parted. What have you all been up to? I'm curious. How's Australia, USA, Sweden, England..?
China isn't bad. Weather is warming up YAY. I spend my days driving to the lake, park my car close by and blast some AC/DC whilst smoking ....a cigarette.
Much love, much pain, keeping me sane... a daily dose of chemistry, and a nightly dose of poison, we're all a part of this carnival, a masquerade for our own pleasures. Vulnerability is what drives us, knowing that we can break makes us bolder, but knowing how it scars keeps us away.
Although... maybe the edge is not so dangerous after all.
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| HAPPY NEW YEAR BITCHES.
Yeah... It was a wild night. Really wild. Crazy. Random. Scandalous. And I baby I love Scandalous.
Pre Game at Tota's:
Funky Jesus:
Angry Barbie:
Hmm... where is that hand going? Hahaha just playin :
Like little woodland creatures:
Wow that alcohol goes to the head fast, just look at their drunked faces! hehe :
DaDaDaDaaaangerous:
Wow, now that is one hot boy:
Party at Butterfly, yeh bish:
Party at Tango, it was fucken awesome... As you can see, the number of pictures decrease as the night progesses and the level of intoxication increases the oblivion of the camera's existence :
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| ...and all the pieces of a broken smile, pooled into the blood of guilt, and melted through the innocent mind, draining its thin existence.
I am nothing but your wild dream, lost in the shadows of illusion -
...just a ray of light born out of your trepidation.
I am everything you desire, and not one thing that you know -
...just a piece of glass mistaken for a diamond in the snow.
I am nothing but wild fire,
unquenchable,
yet extinguishable
by your tears of realization-
...just a gateway to the immaculate mind of silent screams.
I am nothing but an iris, bleeding into the physical shapes-
drifting face down through the day.
In a world of ignored truth and intricate creations -
your craving is nothing but an implement of destruction -
...and I shatter to pieces,
an explosion of black ink,
staining your clear existence.
I... am nothing but your wild dream,
reacheable in another dimension-
... like a trembling of the wind -
...I am everywhere, and barely there | | |
| It was my birthday on OCTOBER 10TH. That's right Biatch. Next year I'll be 2 decades old. That is.... alot. Anyways, so here are some pics from a little birthday "dinner" at mi casa:
Friday Night, Marina's BDay w00t:
Hot.
So yeah. Next Saturday... Fetish Party at the Yan Club. Should be absolutely Scandalous. And baby I love Scandalous. | | |
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