Iztac Metztli
My blogs
Blogs I follow
- Aztlán Is a Pen
- Die Screaming With Sharp Things In Your Eye.
- Mujer-Pachamama-Guerrera
- Pages From My Skin
- Two travelers seeking challenges and adventure.
Gender | Female |
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Industry | Arts |
Occupation | Cephalopod |
Location | Alpha Centauri |
Introduction | She was a girl of infinite potential. with nowhere to go but home. Home. An undefined inexplicable yearning for a place that could only exist in the soul. A woman who's life was the down,down,down, up, down, up, down, up, strumming of D chords on the guitar. with light pink A minors and heavy green E's. She was a plucker of never ending melonchaly notes. a hummer of things that sounded like sadness. But most of all. she was a keeper of words. a shaper of pensamientos. and a lover of knowledge. A woman who thought. Perhaps. Maybe. Home was a combination of stone houses and sparking rails. |
Interests | Introspection and Self Love |
Favorite Music | The lyrically profound and singer-ly genius. |
Favorite Books | The highlightable kind. |
You've successfully slain the dragon! How will you toast your marshmallows?
But darling, I'm a Buddhist. I'd never kill the dragon.