Naughty - Wampaku

What is Naughty? Doing or being something that is not accepted, out of the ordinary and very controversial. Naughty. But life would not go on without someone acting Naughty, it causes people to think, to want, to desire and to change. I. Am. Naughty.

But here is a sour, thick, yet mysterious taste of me:

I have not always known what I liked in this life that I have somehow managed to live, but I do have some ideas now...maybe. My clothes change with my mood, same with the color of my nails. I'm infatuated-borderline obsessed with Tokyo street fashion, and do not understand why the Japanese are so engaged in American Culture. I live my life with regrets, but then my brain says "shut up! and move on" because you can not change what has robbed me of smiles (yet I complain about it often...well not so much anymore - I have grown up a little) I have only one favorite movie, that could have been called my first if it were not for that damned sinking ship accompanied by that love song. The movie that I watch repeatedly is about two girls who I like to see as my alter ego. (Kamikaze Girls - Japanese film)

Along with that baggage, I adopted a *mentally disabled* kitty named Chibi, who was saved from the slobbery jaws of a stupid farm dog, after falling from the attic where she was probably pushed from by her kitten peers. I saw her a few hours later wrapped up in a blanket my Obasaan was holding and fell instantly in love with her gooed up eyes and matted fur, two years later she follows me everywhere and even though she suffers brain damage, she's smarter than my ex-boyfriends hahahaha :)

Along with chibi, I have a straggle toothed ferret named Okii who has an abnormally large head, but that's probably because he is so smart it had to be bigger for that large brain of his (he can escape his cage, open doors, roll over and be so damn cute!)

My favorite kind of music is *BITCH* music (Yeah thats what it's called...seriously lol) my favorite singer Pink, my favorite band Trust Company, my favorite guy "artist" eminem, I love evenesence and get hyped up by Tech N9ne, yet feel deep emotions with Bone Thugs.

My music means more to me where as life used to mean nothing (but now I am falling in love with it again hehe). My mind is filled with regrets, daydreams, and creative ideas...my nails are painted silver blue today, but I prefer them black, pink, or sometimes orange!. I wear the same bracelets everyday, and change my earrings to dangle in one ear, and studded in the other. Someday I will have a tattoo, that will match the glistening jewel that is nestled in my naval. Yet I enjoy the idea of lookin natural but it is too damn fun being modern and different.

Give me the fake eye lashes, and the plastic nails, dye my hair the color of red lips on a geisha, where my lips will be dusted with gold. peirce my nose with a silver stud and my ears from bottom to top with rhinstone hoops. (Or not...but it sounds cool)

I do not understand this life that I am living, nor do I understand the thoughts flowing in my head. But, I enjoy *most* minutes of every moment in life and every thought that I think

When people hate each other - I cry

When people love each other - I cry

Life is a circle of never ending demands and to say no stops the chain of events, which can make the world hate you and upset the goddesses who have been long forgotten. So think before you do anything, say anything, or react to anything.

I am in love. His skin is soft, his kisses wet which always give me butterflies.

My scarf is black and furry, same with my gloves and ear muffs. I am against cruelty to animals, but I am in dire need of their fur against my skin. So, always check the tag!

I enjoy the frills on my shoes, big bows, and the lacy trim. I look for pink sparkly stuff to stick to my phone, lap top and MP3 player but do not confuse me with that "girly" girl...I am not what my image portrays. Or...is it? Hmmmmm

I hate hearing people cry

People develop these feelings for people, strong immense love for someone else, and it makes me wonder if others cry thinking that those feelings of love will never be returned. And makes me wonder if they think "what if that love was my only love, my unfinished business when I pass on, my dreams that will never become reality."  So, let me step in and say....

"Can I keep you?"

Because I always have more love to give no matter what....