You are a strange, sick individual. You're probably one of those ADD kids
who has Ritalin hallucinations. This cat/bread thing is one fantasy you re-visit frequently.
Stoned beyond your mind...actually, stoned
back to the 60s. You're quite the stupid, dirty hippie, and you don't just let it show...you're not even aware of it. Half
of your life has been spent in record stores or hookah bars.
I would image that most people try to avoid you at all costs. You
think nothing of going on violent rampages or saying 'bleep' for absolutly no reason. You're a bloody maniac.
You've inspired classic films such as Psycho, Silence
of The Lambs, and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. You dug up graves of the recently dead and would try to invoke your mothers
spirit into them. You would make furnature and clothing from the carcass, and cannibalized the dead.
You're like this cynical, lazy, lasagna loving
cat who hates Mondays and despises everyone, especially the post man. You're attracted to loveable schemers.
You're young, you're hot and you LOVE the
drama. You were either a spoiled brat or grew up on the streets but now you're living in a phat pad in a happenin' city and
none of those other housemate will steal your spotlight. Hopefully you can have sex with all of them too!!!
You overdose on anything and everything you can get hold of. You often become
addicted to things nobody knew you could be addicted to before. Friends often abandon you after you raid their medicine cabinets
looking for over the counter pills to pop.
