Almost exactly like a sharp poke in the eye.

(I never stay anywhere for too long.) I'm Kaitlyn Paige Nakamura, I'm half Japanese (and quarter French and quarter Irish) and I'm unoriginal, brash, and unjustifiably stubborn. I prefer the night to the day, a storm to the sun, and a good horror movie over a romantic one. I keep my walls covered with posters and my floors buried with books. I like morbid things, dusty record stores, urban exploring, and always holding one foot over the edge - this does not mean that I'm thrilling, dauntless, or dark by nature. I just am, that is all, I just am. I resist the temptation to resist temptation and I have a ferocious intolerance of intolerance, so I'm smashingly hypocritical. I am not fresh, and new, and dazzling, nor all too charming - if anything, I'm stale, sporadically sappy, annoyingly snarky, and I frequently find myself liking books, and music, and art, and just words as they are...more than people. I'm an awkward adventure on legs and if I ever had anything on my tombstone it would be this, and just this: "wherever she went, it was always against her better judgement." I'm not here to prove myself, to fit a mold, to pursue the societal norm - I'm just here to burn trails through the night, and maybe, just maybe, figure it all out. http://www.facebook.com/kaitlyn.nakamura

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Melomaniac with split personalities W.T.A.C & WideDelicious

Real name: Ryan

“I had the misfortune to be nourished by the dreams and visions of great Americans—the poets and seers. Some other breed of man has won out. This world which is in the making fills me with dread. I have seen it germinate; I can read it like a blue-print. It is not a world I want to live in. It is a world suited for monomaniacs obsessed with the idea of progress—a false progress, a progress which stinks. It is a world cluttered with useless objects which men and women, in order to be exploited and degraded, are taught to regard as useful. The dreamer whose dreams are non-utilitarian has no place in this world. Whatever does not lend itself to being bought and sold, whether in the realm of things, ideas, principles, dreams or hopes, is debarred. In this world the poet is anathema, the thinker a fool, the artist an escapist, the man of vision a criminal.” Henry Miller Member of the Wasted Time Appreciation Circle: http://8tracks.com/w_t_a_c_

I share music. It's my thing. All types of music, with one caveat: It's ALL good. The value of your perception of the musics quality is what will be called into question should there be any arguement. (Mostly silent) Member of the Wasted Time Appreciation Circle: http://8tracks.com/w_t_a_c_ My alternate 8tracks page: http://8tracks.com/theprofs