Status: I'd rather leave you here to die,you know that.
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Latest Journal Entry: Role play cults May 07, 2013, 04:18am
Profile:I'm Kait Bair. I got soul, but I'm not a soldier. I'm like a swashbuckling pioneer-type being who enjoys adventure more than is probably healthy and thrives on taking risks. I live freely, at peace with myself and everyone I know, even though I'm really just a heretic from a small town in the midwest. I like to think of myself as a legend, the kind that hangs out in the back and never really does anything legendary. I believe in peace, love, unity and respect. I absolutely do not discriminate against any type of person, except maybe people who do. I'm not a violent person, and I do believe that violence will never solve anything. I like anyone until they piss me off, and then I will probably still like them. I've been called a bundle of mellow... I think that's accurate. I'm a bad kid, I do bad things. If that upsets you or puts you off in any manner, don't be fuckin' ridiculous. I'm a lover, not a fighter. I'm free. I'm a dirty hippie, a vegetarian, a restless spirit, an advocate of the oldies, a fucked up kid... I'm a lot of things, but I digress... I like sunrises more than sunsets, that's the kind of person I am. If you want to know anything else just ask, I'm really an open person. I like meeting new people and doing pretty much anything so. Hit me up. Oh, and fuck the police. "Kait, you're like cocaine. Addicting as fuck, and you keep me up all night."
Likes:It started when we were little kids... Free spirits, but already tormented by our own hands, given to us by our parents. We got together and wrote on desks and slept in laundry rooms near snowy mountains, and slipped through whatever cracks we could find. Minds altered, we didn't falter, in portraying hysterical and tragic characters in a smog filled universe. We loved the dirty city... and the journeys away from it. We had not yet been or seen our friends, selves, chase tails 'round and 'round in downward spirals, leaving trail of irretrievable, vital life juice behind. Still, the brothers blood comrades partner family cuzz was impenetrable, and we lived inside it, laughing with no clothes, and everything experimental 'till death was upon us. In our face, mortality, and lots of things seemed futile then, but love and music can save us. And did, while the giant grey monster grew more poisoned and volatile around us, jaws clamping down and spewing ugly shit around. Nothing is the same, so we keep moving... We keep moving. Lookin' for the deep kick.
Dislikes:Guys asking for cam, I don't have one because my computer sucks so please stop asking for it.
Favorite Music:One good thing about music; is when it hits you, you feel no pain. Red Hot Chili Peppers fiend. See also: Ween, Sublime, Sage Francis, Incubus, Slightly Stoopid, Jason Mraz, the Grateful Dead, Tech N9ne, Rebelution, other dank tunes, and the oldies. AM 690 KOAQ, ftw. And I love That 70's Sunday roadies.