woop is doom

name: arielle
Age: seventeen
Location: near chicago
Gender girl
Sexuality straight

Favorite Foods: clams. and cheese. and caramel ice cream. i'm obviously healthy.

List 10 Favorite Bands ghost of the robot, head automatica, mirah, eve 6, alien ant farm, dogs die in hot cars, dillinger escape plan, apples in trees, portishead, yo la tengo

If you could pick one song to play forever what song would you pick? think twice - eve 6, your winter - sister hazel, or tiny vessels - death cab for cutie ... i'm so indecisive

List 5 or more Favorite Movies: : dirty dancing, what dreams may come, igby goes down, cecil b. demented, the aviator, the royal tenenbaums

Make the mods laugh:






If you could live in a different time era, which one and why? 1920's in america. women at the time were getting really spirited and had a great cause to champion. i think flappers had fun style and cool dresses. and the dance steps are impressive as well. let's all do the charleston. OR in the 60's because sitting around all day in the sun singing folk songs and wearing beads and flowers would have been fun.

Favorite Animals: i'm partial to felines. or spider monkeys. that wear fezes and little vests

Any hobbies or talents? i write well. and i can be quite crafty at times. i like making things.

Post a picture of anything and explain why you chose it.
i really like this picture because it is kind of disturbing while still coming off as beautiful. i like the lines and her pose. i like that majority of this photographers work.


Any thoughts on Maynard James Keenan? not really. i like his voice.
Are you a member of taintedxbeauty? no
Stereotype yourself: is that even possible? single white female shoe whore.

Favorite Poem: (please include a link or copy)
Love in the Asylum by Dylan Thomas

A stranger has come
To share my room in the house not right in the head,
A girl mad as birds

Bolting the door with her arm her plume.
Strait in the mazed bed
She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds

Yet she deludes with walking the nightmarish room,
As large as the dead,
Or rides the imagined oceans of the male wards.

She has come possessed
Who admits the delusive light through the bouncing wall,
Possessed by the skies

She sleeps in the narrow trough yet she walks the dust
Yet she raves at her will
On the madhouse boards worn thin by my walking tears.

And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last
I may without fail
Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.

Favorite artist/painting:(please include a link or copy of painting)
this is Tar Beach by Faith Ringgold. Sorry about the random flash in the middle.


Favorite Book or Author: the mermaids singing by lisa carey ... who also happens to be my favorite author
Favorite Quote: "Oh what may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side." - Shakespeare
Post five or more pictures of yourself