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26 F Fitchburg, MA

My Details

Last Online
Apr 22, 2009
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Very often
Leo, and it’s fun to think about
Dropped out of high school
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Has dogs and has cats
English (Fluently), Spanish (Okay), Japanese (Poorly)

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My self-summary
First let me start by saying my name is Allason, and I am Wiccan... Yes, a witch who loves, enjoys, and appreciates Nature!! I Also LOVE ICP!!!! I don't do very well with talking about myself, so here's my favorite song; this pretty much explains everything... if you dont understand, then you will never understand me!!

"Ain't Yo Bidness"

Rude Boy sittin' pancaked on 23's
Clown Love to Chicago Juggalos
We underground like Blaze
My dead homie, and yours
We dead
We dead, no wait a minute... we don't die!
We don't die!
We Dead

Violent J:
Maybe I like bloody, murder music, you know shit like "Stab Your Fuckin' Eye"
Maybe I like eatin' shit like Tylenol PM's cuz 5 or 6 will get you high
Maybe I like punchin' people I don't even know, I knock 'em flat up fuckin' out (PAH)
Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply reads "I had to let some anger out" (Sorry)
Maybe I only hang with weirdos, and hoodlums, and junkies, I keep 'em by my side (What up?)
Maybe mama doesn't understand a friend is hard to come by, so I'll keep what I can find (My boys)
Maybe I got 2 felonies, tattoos on my neck and I always paint my face
Can I still date your daughter? I mean I think I oughta, I like the way she taste

AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
'LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!

Violent J:
Maybe I don't even like you, but I gotta front cause you're a record label guy (mother fucker!)
What if I dragged you by the hair, into the street, and beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! Bitch!)
Maybe I would rather fuck a Missy Elliot before a Tony... "Braxton"
Maybe I would rather fuck a Macy Grey before a Janet... "Jackson"
Maybe I don't have no self esteem so I like to pick on everybody else
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my shirt I had bruises and welts "Oh" (It's ok)
Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe I'm lying, I'm just tryna find an excuse to be a dick, I'm a dick - dick
Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right about your bed "Maybe you should try suicide"
From the ceiling fan, so I'll be swingin' when you walk In, I might kick you in the head (Stook!)
Maybe I got seven therapists, I been committed, but my manager he got me free (Double A ya'll)
18 Pills a day, I get so dizzy and high, sometimes I can't even see, (I gotta sit down)

Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J and a gang of Juggalos:
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
'LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!

Hidden Song Soopa Villians

Intro part, Syn:
Esham the Boogie Man, running with a fuckin' hatchet.
Violent J the Juggla, and Shaggy (2 Dope) the SouthWest Strangler, allegedly. Collectively known as....

The Ring Leader:
The Soopa Villians!!! Esham:
Super flex, jet super sex, the Boogie Man busting the bazooka necks, get wet the Soopa Villians clock super checks the Juggalo in me will break the bank and your super necks

Violent J:
It's the Juggla juggalin', Juggalo thuggalin' Thuggalo, scrub ninja, mutha facko
My axe I keep with, me sneak with, I creep with, sever skulls and sleep with

The Southwest Strangler Super Plex, some bitch through the limo window, super stretch
Now I wonder should I shoot ya next, with the super soaker, get ya soaking wet

Violent J:
Juggaloly, I'ma Soopa Villian, I'm swinging my swords and I'm all up on the ceiling
I'ma ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks like Sabu, stab you, grab have at you

Soopa Villians, making a super hero killing, fuck ya feelings
Ready and willing any day I could blow, insane monkey like Mojo JoJo

Violent J:
Citizens don't talk to the FBI, cause that killa with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm quick to bag the diamonds, nab it, I love Batman, but Robin's a faggot, (fag)

I am Honest, Loud, and Random
What I’m doing with my life
Having fun for right now. Gotta work on myself before I do anything spectacular... eventually I will start up my own business... I want to go back to school for a while... other than that, I have no clue what I am doing...
I’m really good at
Making people ROFL, being spontaneous, just having fun, just living life, being, thinking too deeply sometimes!! Being a friend even though I can be stubborn sometimes, dancing horribly, socializing, chillin' doing absolutely nothing but having fun at the same time, watching tv, sitting in front of a computer, going on long road trips, getting lost and laughing about it after I have a mini panic attack inside!! Being honest, sleeping, writing, just chillin' with my friends laughing about nothing
The first things people usually notice about me
EYES... def the eyes, then the fact that I am loud and I don't go away. :) Seriously though, it's normally my eyes and my smile!!
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books:James Patterson is my favorite, he is amazing!

Movies: I like all movies, even the crappy $20 budget films (LoL.)

Music: my fave is ICP, Dark Lotus, Soopa Villians, Twiztid, ABK, Esham, Blaze, Kottonmouth Kings, Infinitti, Bloodybody Boy, J-Nice, MSI, LiL Wayne, Wu Tang gotta love the wikked shit!! I'm down wit da clown 'til I'm dead in the ground!! Juggalette Queen for life!! MWFCL!!

Food: Mac and Cheese, Turkey, Nachos & Potatoes
The six things I could never do without
1. My homies
2. the internet
3. cigarettes
4. sex
5. my phone
6. drugs
I spend a lot of time thinking about

Look into my mind, tell me what you see, what you find
Can somebody tell me what's happening this time?
I don't know
I break it down again, losing control
With these demons inside still pulling at my soul.
Still reaching for my coat, I choke and black out
Without a lung to pump anymore oxygen out.
Am I doomed on the Earth with these mental symptoms
Cause your church won't grant the dead an exorcism.

[Violent J:]
Let me get two turntables and a microphone
Black rain, bloody murder means spike your dome
Why, I, don't know why
Pressure released from my head when you die
(Ali Baba)
Empty pill bottles on the shelf
Got this hunger and a sexual drive to end your health.
Fucking aches (ouch)
You gotta die, I'm sorry but you gotta die.

[Chorus x2:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off, damn
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.

Fall in through emotion and passing through memories
Descending into dark with my hands in front of me
Waving and screaming, falling like a way through Hell
What's at the bottom? I don't know
But I'll find out when I get there
Hands grabbing at me, but I'm dodging them all
Slicing each and every wrist with my hatchet as I fall
And if I reach the bottom with my life intact,
I'm a climb right to the top and go right back and do it again.

If you can see what I was thinking then no one would have to die
It would be as simple as looking inside of my mind
And through time all the pressure has come to a head
And I release it on the innocent and leave 'em for dead
Could be a chemical imbalance where I blame it on this challenege
And remarks, so I waited in the dark where his car was parked
A couple whacks with the axe to his back
And he was down, and then I hit the ground
Somebody catch me.

[Chorus x2:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off, damn
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.

If you listen too close you might lose your mind
If you look too close your head could explode like mind bomb (boom)
Did Blaze really get shot the fuck down? (Still bleeding)
Did Twiztid really sell they soul to the underground? (What?)
After the 6th, will ICP kill theyself? (fuck off)
Is ABK a real warrior or something else?
I don't know and I don't care
Just remember me with my fucking Lotus in the air (Lotus)

Keep talking mother fucker, do it again, don't push me
You fuckin with a old school cat that ain't friendly
So take it to that level, go ahead keep pulling my chain
Cause when I get upset I get strange
You have no clue
Check this out, I be fiending from mood swings
Ready to throw down and knock the shit out of soft range
Hard list, ready to live out whatever
So if you're in my path, we better best be walking together.
(Mother fucker)

[Chorus x5:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off, damn
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.
On a typical Friday night I am
Fucked up, chillin' wit' my homies
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I am petrified of being alone (not just in a relationship... in general).
I’m looking for
  • Guys and girls who like bi girls
  • Ages 20–38
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
you're down wit da wikkid shit!! You like someone who's spontaneous, honest, fun. And if you can laugh until you almost pee your pants, and then laugh some more because you seriously almost peed your pants!!