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Name: Ransom
Sex: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5 feet and 7 ish inches
Sign: aries
Location: http://amzn.com/w/2D3CGNZY0MFI5
Occupation: starving artist
Ink/Metal: Ink: a home-made one of a heart on my ankle. professional ones: the jersey devil on my other ankle, the wrist tats and a swirly girly sidepiece.. and some earrings. and of course, the bellly ornanment
Scars/Birthmarks: freckle constellation on my wrist and a million burn scars from slingin pizzas

Music: hardcore, 90's pop, girlie stuff, bluesy stuff...ludacris...
TV: all Tv
Movies: desperado, hackers, 10 things i hate about you.
Videogames: nope
Food: onion rings. mashed potatoes. tacos. ice cream. cheese. i really like Wawa meatball hoagies...
Books: oh man...everything. i love reading novels cuz i'm a big dork.
Hobbies: making shit, sewing, knitting, baking, watching Tv

Best Time: how can i even rate that? they're mostly all good..isn't that the point?
Fave Position: i like to be moved around a bit
Masturbation Material: porn and ladies in lingerie.
I Have a Crush on: oh jeeze, jane, azrael, rajon rondo, 50 cent, henry rollins
Perfect Match: mitch!

Drink: captain n diet
Smoke: off and on
Bad Habits: biting my lip
Where I Hang Out: on the internet
Favorite Burning Angel: jane and skin
Why I am a Burning Angel: i was held at gun point

I could be something like you

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02.03.09 05:15 PM

hey all, i just got back from a weekend in new york city. it was, for the most part, a great time. I went down with my fellow senior sculpture people and we stayed at a hostel that was actually pretty nice. it wasn't like hotel-nice, or home-nice, but no one got raped or stabbed and no one's shit got stolen. we traveled via greyhound bus, and our first bus driver (from maine to boston) was a douchehole and i hated him, but our second driver, maurice, from boston to new york, was awesome. my luggage did get a little ripped on the way back, but other than that it was mostly a bareable 9 hour bus-ride.i saw some awesome art stuffs. MoMA of course, a bunch of galleries in Chelsea (Nick Cave is my hero), poked around Greenwich Village, went barhopping till 2:30 (bars up here close at 1), scored a hat in China town, ate tons of good eats - including <3 bagels <3 , and spent all of my money.

now, the main reason for this blog is for me to raise awareness about an epidemic that i have noticed over the past couple of years. This problem seems to strike girls from early teens to late 20s in the NYC/Philly/south jersey area. Ok,

ladies, please, PUT SOME PANTS ON!

leggings are not pants! when you walk out of your house in the morning and find yourself to be wearing a shirt and leggings and boots you should not be thinking "oh cute!" you should be thinking "oh shit, i forgot to put on bottoms, how terribly embarassing". i am not opposed to vagina (clearly) but when i am sitting on the subway or passing you in the grocery store, i dont need to see your personal topography. dont get me wrong, i dont hate leggings, they're awesome, they keep you warm under a miniskirt (or, if you, like me, live where it's very very cold; they can keep you warm under pants). So, go on ladies, put on your leggings, but make sure you are also wearing a skirt or shorts or very long sweater (not one that just grazes the top of your coot) or bottoms of some sort. Please and Thank you.

Lovies and x's and o's and all that shit

(the x's and o's exclude mitch)

Ransom

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