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Name: Ashley Renee
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Chicago
Gender: Female
Interests:
MUSIC!!! Record shopping, rocking and rolling!
Tattoos, Pro-choice, Painting and Picture-taking.
Horror, Sci-Fi, Death, death and more death.
Expertise: I am a badass. That's right, don't talk to me.
I'm tough and dangerous. But don't worry: it's in that really cool way.
My vices are endearing; in fact, they make you want to sleep with me.
No, I don't have a limp -- this is how I walk. I'm cool. I'm cool.
Occupation: Artist
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  Gashly Horror
Member Since:
11/3/2001
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| I give Jack White 3-5 years with his new wife. Eventually he'll meet me, and fall in love.
Let the weather always be like this. Chilly and raining. I saw an old woman sweeping up leaves that had fallen today. Bring on the end of summer!
So many things have changed- things at the beginning of summer were how they were, and now look- everything is different. Almost every person I know has become something new, something more I guess. Or has gone away to do something they want to do. But me.. I think I'm the same, only 40 pounds thinner- so that's something. Right.
Everything is so uncertain. It's kinda nerve racking lately. I wish I could pay off everyone I owed- tomorrow, so I could move on. I'm almost positive there are no new people to meet here, and there's little I can do to better myself or anyone else. Trapped, that's the damn word for it- I'm feelin a bit trapped. and broke. of course. that's nothing new.
I feel like I've been making bad decisions lately. Nothing horrible, just not being as smart as I know I am. It's a gross feeling, to feel that maybe you have disappointed someone, or annoyed someone. Is there a shelf-life to every friendship or relationship? I think possibly, at least some more than others (insert Jack White comment here).
There is good news in store for the future; it's just not ready for blog publication.
And...................I miss Candace.
Anyway............ Look at my new tattoo in the entry under this one.
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| My sister gave me a rockin tattoo. She's doing custom pieces to fill her portfolio, so If you're interested... she's an amazing professional tattoo artist. Here are some pics of mine, it's not finished.. but here ya go..
Bela Lugosi's dead. Undead Undead Undead.. silly horror.
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| A year ago Tom was in his buying $6.95 chicken tenders at Melrose in Joliet- phase. And Dominick would get free lemon-rice soup from the big gay waiter-man. And I was probably wearing a black hooded sweatshirt zipped up, with a Bauhaus button- or something, smoking.
I told my mom today that I've been single for exactly one year. She was all "are you sure it hasn't been 2 years?" Exactly. It feels like I've been just me, forever. This now, proud, provocatively outspoken and profound, confident woman. I know it sounds as if I am giving myself a review- but I guess.. that's ok that that's what I am doing.
Thanks to those who told me I would be ok. I didn't see it then.
It's a wonderful thing to just be yourself, to do and say what you want to do and say, and to not need any other person to ensure happiness. I'm really proud of my personal strength and knowledge, advice I can give, and my damn sexiness.
Look up, Ladies.
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| Most people will never change. And those are the people who really need to fucking change. Well, it must be great to live in such a safe world where all you have to worry about is what yummy foods you ate, and what cool stuff you just bought, and your bullshit education, and your ugly life. You're laughable. I'm so sick of most of the worlds "Me-me-me-look-at-me" attitude.
Why, what a friendly update.
I take one one one cause you left me and
Two two two for my family and
3 3 3 for my heartache and
4 4 4 for my headaches and
5 5 5 for my lonely and
6 6 6 for my sorrow and
7 7 for no tomorrow and
8 8 I forget what 8 was for and
9 9 9 for a lost God and
10 10 10 10 for everything
Everything everything everything
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| I played my first show last night at this place called the Big Horse in Wicker Park- Chicago. Ha. It was very last minute; I hardly told anyone about it. But I totally rocked it. I'll post pictures when I get them. Probably won't play too many shows in the next few months or so, because we're going to focus on recording. I'm happy about that.
I'm unhappy about a lot of other things, though.
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I love Beth Ditto.
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