It used to be my "about me" from myspace/facebook...
I'm over conforming to non-conformism.
So J. Crew isn't the AntiChrist (L'acoste is but that's neither here nor there). The point is, I am on my way somewhere, but everywhere en route to somewhere is nowhere. Antiwhere, if you will. This would be my time of reinvention. My vintage habits in exchange for trendier ones at twice the price (but still below MSRP).
Here's to being perpetually fashionably late.
And with that I pop my collar.
My slang will never change, just my shell. I'll still sing sad British/Canadian songs about jackets, bars, and breakups.
Can you tell I'm watching you, analyzing every nervous shift you make beacuse you're not used to how your sweater fits? I can tell you have a crush on that girl's jeans and the year 1996.
Are you up to the challenge?
About Me
- Xlynn
- I live my life by song lyrics, have a chronic/terminal case of smartassitis and and currently taking medication to combat a particularly hearty strain of Don'tgiveafuck syndrome. I do the 22k in april to raise money for research. I appreciate your prayers. I'm also a sarcastic, habitual liar. ...sometimes. You will be my new best friend if you can tell me exactly what the fuck Paul Simon and Julio Were doing down by the schoolyard, the exact location of Carmen Sandiego, and the real words to "Blinded By The Lights" (revved up like a deuce, you know, a roller in the night?). I will date you if you can name 3 Green Day albums that aren't American Idiot. I'm a handful but my friends love me. good luck!
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