Synth(n.)- Just your average charming, socially maladjusted, sarcastic filthy halfbreed with the mind of a serial killer and a love for all things dead and skeletal. With her trusty Nintendo DS by her side, she conquers the suburban jungle with grace, dignity, and a really smart mouth. When not warping values and twisting innocent hearts and minds she's sleeping, reading, or transmitting rabies to unsuspecting passerby. Well, unsuspecting until her teeth are all up in their jugulars.
+ pretty much the queen of everything.
+ in the habit of rarely saying what I mean or meaning what I say. Riddle me anything.
+ a forensic anthropologist in training. There's beauty in the osteological breakdown.
+ chatty. Talk to me. But do make it something worth saying.
+ the monster under your bed and what goes bump in the night.
+ foul-mouthed and arrogant.
+ undeniably charming.
+ a bit of a filthy halfbreed.
+ a writer of insanely detailed, cryptic nonsense and a creator of monsters.
+ Geeky. Pierced. Etcetera.
Tasty things, like tacos. The complex ebb and flow of human relationships. Bones. Antidisestablishmentarianism. Latin. Other dead languages (Sanskrit! <3). Cold metal on hot skin. When things work out. Contrarywise, when things fall apart. Cupcakes. Tattoos. Vampy boys. Piercings. Particularly, lip piercings. Even more particularly, snake/spider/angelbites. Driving. The human skeleton. Texting.
Creepers. People who have nothing interesting to say. Bugs. Things that are inedible. Stupid questions. People who don't fill out their deposit slip at the bank.
Alternative. Grunge. Indie. Industrial. Psychobilly. Hip hop. If it's got a beat, I can dig it. To be specific: Dir en Grey. Celldweller. Imogen Heap. Florence and the Machine. Slipknot. Stone Sour. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Ziggy Marley. Voltaire. VNV Nation. Tech N9ne. Soho Dolls. Tiger Army. Rise Against. Prodigy. Nine Inch Nails. MSI. Madina Lake. Lacuna Coil. Lady Gaga. Killswitch Engage. Hollywood Undead. Gorillaz. The Beatles. Dry Cell. Coal Chamber. Cage the Elephant. Bertine Zetlitz. A7x. Apocalyptica. Muse. Skinny Puppy. Tricky. To be clear: Let's not get into a discussion about how X Band is cooler than Y Band and only posers listen to Z Band, 'kay? Sweet. P.S.: You should totally suggest some music for me. Or burn me a CD for my car. I'd dig it.