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Post by daniella on Mar 25, 2010 18:38:05 GMT -5
"Everything I'm not made me everything I am." This statement filled Daniella's head constantly. Growing up she didn't have much. She barely had anything. She had to work it all out for herself and figure life out without anyone backing her. Life had been pretty hard on her when she was younger. She didn't even want to think about all of that. Even when she did think about it, it because blurry because she had tried so hard to forget it all. But now she was miles away from all of that, living how she wanted. In Daniella's mind, what other people thought didn't matter. She lived for the moment, no matter how screwed up the moment might be. She was constantly getting herself into sticky situations, and had to find some way to get herself out of them. She never let anyone shake her because she doesn't care at all who might hate her. Sometimes people would be awed and amazed at her nerve and spunk, other people called her crazy. And maybe she was, but you only live once right? Being the kind of person who was always out partying and wreaking havoc, it was pretty typical of her to be out and about at 2:00 in the monring. But where she was today was a bit out of place. She was strolling along the pier, quite at ease with herself. Sure, she was a little drunk. Well, maybe more than a little. Her body was covered in glitter, rhinestones, and Sharpie marker. Her eyes were blackened with makeup. Her outfit was rather scandelous. She had on black glittery slouch boots, silver booty shorts, an off the shoulder black baggy shirt, many necklaces, a bright cheetah bag, and her black aviators. This was her typical dress and attire. She always felt the need to make things her own, and never wanted to dress like anyone else. She liked to show herself off, but not in a skanky sort of way. Her mind in a daze, she was walking along the pier, twirling in circles, dancing to the music in her head. She wasn't crazy, just eccentric. She was the queen of partying and no matter what anyone else said, she was gonna do whatever she wants. Being rather tipsy, the pier probably wasn't the best place for her at the moment. She stumbled around laughing her head off at nothing. Becoming bored with herself, she placed her bag on the ground and pulled out her ipod. It was time to have some fun. Other things that cluttered up the bag were loose change, a few bottles of spraypaint(just in case) makeup, the works. She put it on full blast and turned on some crazy remix mashup. As soon as the music filled the silent night air, D-How began dancing around like crazy, making a total fool of herself. To anyone else she would like like a pshyco, but she was just having some fun. Could they arrest her for that? She got crazier and crazier as the song went on, dancing with herself on the pier. At 2:00 in the morning. words: 538 outfit: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=17197046 wordd music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhMeKj3mQDc i love my brotherss tagged: anyonee
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