dayna, girl disaster

I was born in a city like a belljar on the fourth of December, the year that the Berlin wall fell. Some things that I love already existed, some had yet to come into fruition. My childhood memories include watching Disney sing along vhs tapes, writing song lyrics and making up stories about haunted houses, cats and cars. I was terrified of the darkness and of Edvard Munch's Scream. I remember the day that the Smashing Pumpkins broke up. It was a sunny Saturday. I was living in Florida. My father and I were driving to the library and the news was on the radio. At the time I thought the Smashing Pumpkins were a dark, heavy band who dressed like classic Spiderman villains. In five years, I will become enamored with this band. I was obsessed with all things magical and spooky- I tried casting spells on my friends and I watched The Nightmare Before Christmas religiously. My favorite holiday was, and still is, Halloween. As a pre-teen I discovered photography and rock music- my life had changed forever. Art became more than a hobby... it was my life. In high school, I wore thick, thick eyeliner and moped through the halls. On weekends I danced through forests, had tea parties with mayflies and dreamed dreamed dreamed. I was the typical brooding teenager , although I let my imagination lead me, rather than social circumstance. I was remote, distant; the past few years have changed things. I am free from the shackles of painless daydreams; I now live the visions inside my head. I met my soulmate and fell down a tunnel of love. I moved to Kansas City where I met bohemians and dreamers and wishers and hopers and believers. We make art and sing songs and take pictures and dance and try to save the world. One day I will stand hand in hand with the dreamers of the world and start a revolution. We will sing love songs and poetry from the tree tops. We will watch the Molotov fireworks until the sunsets bleed morning.

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