21/Mexico/Animation-Digital Arts Student
I'm disgusted with petty concerns.

This is me typing something to fill up this space. Why am I doing this? I have no idea. I could put a pretty picture, or I could write about what an awesome person I am. I could take this time to tell you that I'm such a unique, creative person, but thats not me. I could tell you how I like to go partying, get drunk and have sex with a different girl every night, but thats not me either. I could tell you I'm an artist or a writer but seeing how I have trouble expressing myself its obvious that I have no writing skills whatsoever and calling yourself an artist is meaningless. So i guess what I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't expect to much from me.

favorite music.

crossed arms, sexual drives, lonely towns ,hotel rooms with no tv, unwanted visitors, awake at late hours of the night, broken arms, bicycle races, happy songs for happy clowns, disconcerning news, time going by way to fast, the joy in dreaming, awaking the truth, boring lectures about interesting books, burning paper, smoker's lungs, atrocious selfish acts, unprepared for death, living the same day more than once, blue balloons, disco balls, packed clubs with desperate people trying to find love, driving through the rain, empty movie theaters,pretentious fucks, crooked smiles, new computers, old black and white picture, violet skies, blurry vision, 3D shit,bleeding nose, dirty clothes, noisy streets, satire satire, "I love you", polar bears, alarm clocks, shallow eyes, junkie scum,fresh dirt on the ground, sweet riffs, red dress beauties,broken glass, unexplained events, half eaten green apples, face red from the cold, cloudy days, king of spades, dead trees,third season, political idiots, fast cars, garbage trucks,open question test, horrible human beings, victory dances, polar opposites, pseudo kisses dead man walking, flashing lights