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|Saturday, January 22nd, 2005|
|Saturday, September 4th, 2004|
|Wednesday, September 1st, 2004|
all i have to say is...
Courtney Love has to stop hitting on all my friends out in the LA area. if she does it again, i'm going out there. much love Courtney.
in other news. the studio rocks, the modeling rocks, the moving rocks, the touring rocks. that's that.
AXO. Current Mood: Fucking Tired
|Sunday, June 27th, 2004|
|Saturday, June 5th, 2004|
its amazing how one day is great & the other is complete chaos. today. i wanted to kill myself. the first time in a long time. i smoked a lot today. & i don't smoke...so its a big deal to me. i went to a party which i thought was going to be fun for me & it was. but it had its downside. for one, we had to bring up my aunt's death today. my friend AJ was going to make a joke out of it & then i had to tell him that she died in front of me. then he shut up. it was the first time a few people almost saw me break down & cry. i know that a few people were like, holy shit. arika is about to cry. but, i didn't. but i am now. at the party i had a talk with Doug. one of my friends i never get to talk to anymore. its horrible, he's going through shit like me. man. its so bad. can life get anymore worse. everybody i know is either picking a fight with somebody, wanting to cause chaos with people they associate themselves with, or just wanting to be themselves...but they can't because they are sick of rejection. & me & doug just sat down by the pond. talking about how we have to pay the bills, go to work, deal with family, deal with friends, deal with everything that most of the people at the party doesn't even have a clue about. now i realize why people commit suicide. now i see. finally. now i understand why some people in my family did this. people i thought were my friends weren't ever in that category. people i thought were real, were fake and acting the whole time. it figures, it really does. because nobody knows anybody anymore. the group of people i used to hang around with, the people that were at the party today, most of them are fake. they are fucking fakes. the people that i am hanging out with now are better. at least they can be accepted for being themselves. not being what everybody else wants them to be. yea, lets make jokes about arika's fucked up life. its so great. lets just get her one step closer to complete depression. i don't want to be depressed, but like Joe said today, "You are either about to go shoot somebody or shoot yourself." and that's the truth. and there is no.way.out. Current Mood: crying.
|12 years ago...
12 years ago, on this date. i watched my closest relative i've ever had & closest thing i had to a mom die right infront of me. hit by a semi-truck while she drove down the street to go pick up a 12-pack of beer for the other relatives at her house that day. i ran to the front yard to go say goodbye but instead i ended up watching her go through the intersection, not too far away. and then she got hit. dead on impact.
moral : always say goodbye, no matter the situation. & tell everybody around you that you love them. because one day, they'll be gone. & the fact that i never got to say goodbye still kills me. Current Mood: crying.
|Tuesday, May 25th, 2004|
i'm fucking famous.
AXO. Current Mood: bouncy
|Friday, April 9th, 2004|
|the lone cough...*cough*
(X)= have done
( )= have not done
(X) been drunk
(X) smoked pot
(X) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(X) kissed a member of the same sex (not counting family members)
( ) crashed a friend's car
( ) been to Japan
(X) ridden in a taxi
( ) had anal sex
(X) been in love
(X) had sex
( ) had sex in public
(X) been dumped
(X) been fired
(X) been in a fist fight
( ) had a threesome
(X) snuck out of my parent's house
( ) been tied up (sexually)
( ) been caught masturbating
( ) had sex with a member of the same sex
(X) been arrested
(X) made out with a stranger
(X) stole something from my job
( ) celebrated new years in Time Square
( ) gone on a blind date :-D :-D
(X) lied to a friend
(X) had a crush on a teacher
(X) celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans
( ) been to Europe
(X) skipped school
( ) slept with a co-worker
( ) cut myself on purpose
( ) had sex at the office
( ) been married
( ) gotten divorced
( ) had children
(X) set a car on fire
(X) stolen a mailbox
(X) gotten revenge on someone
( ) done naughty things at the on location site of your favorite movie
(X) thought about a friend in a sexual way
(X) been rejected by a romantic interest
(X) been so drunk that I couldn't remember anything
|Monday, March 29th, 2004|
|I'm in the lab & I'm bored.
This weekend was eventful. Really eventful. To the extent of the word.
First off on Friday, I decided to stay at home & chill for a bit before I went to work. I go to work & its crazy. Its busy, its loud, & its really bitchy. Everybody was in a bad mood because nobody that was originally supposed to work, didn’t show up. Fuckers…then I get home to my phone ringing. I had 5 missed calls within 20 minutes. All because I set my phone down to go outside. People these days…
Saturday I wake up at 5:35am so I can get ready to pick up Rayborn at 7am. I go to his place at 7 & we decide to quick take pictures of me for this modeling thing. It was really cool because fog was in the background, gray skies, and a slight wind. I think the pictures will turn out good. Then we get back to my place at 7:30 & stay there until about 8:30. Now I have to drive for 30 minutes to my drummer, Dale’s house, in the core ghetto of North Milwaukee. It used to be a good neighborhood, but then more low-income housing came in & it got worse. Now its one of the highest crime rate areas in the state. So we are on Silver Spring Dr. & about to go turn onto West Silver Spring Dr. & we see this moving truck. Something isn’t right about it. I slow down & Rayborn yells…”It got its top sheered off!” I slow down even more & this truck’s top was completely sheered off because it didn’t clear the bridge. It was hilarious. Then we finally get to his house. It wasn’t that hard to find because we had a map printed out from Mapquest. We get there & head down to his basement. He has this awesome set up with this huge PA system, his drum set, guitar & amp, & tape deck recording. It rocked. Then me & him just start rockin off some riffs & then, Matt, the guitarist comes in. We all start rockin away & it was great. Matt is a killer guitarist, Dale is a killer drummer…& me, well I guess I’m just a killer vocalist. It was kind of awkward because we had no bass player but oh well, we’ll find one. Then about half way through practice, Rayborn needs a cig. So I take him out to my van & we sit out there. I drink a soda while he smokes. He finishes & we get out of the van. Now, Dale’s house is right across the street from a park. As soon as we get out of the van & I lock the doors, I see these 3 black kids…who were at least 9 years old playing basketball. I didn’t think anything of it. Then one says, “Hey, look at those crackers!” and they all look at us. I started laughing. Rayborn was like…”Did they just call us crackers?” Then I get backdown stairs & I ask Dale…”Are there many white people down here?” He goes, “Well just me, a few others, and old people. Why?” I go, “Oh no reason, just a 9 year old black kid called me a cracker.” We all laughed. We decided that we are going to do my song, “You’re Not Another”, & 2 covers for next practice. Dale’s version of “Lean on Me” & Pennywise’s “Fuck Authority”. This will kick ass.
Then me & Rayborn get lost in the ghetto. NOT FUN. We go around in circles until I say that looks promising down there & we find a highway. Then like every week, I take him to Mayfair with me. I didn’t buy any clothes this time, only the new Revolver magazine...& food from the food court. To sum it up, fun fun fun. Until I had to go to work at 5pm. Then it sucked.
Sunday I just stayed at home…& that’s that. My weekend right there. Now this week, I’ll be in Florida from the 1st to the 9th. Hell yea. Peace. Current Mood: bouncy
|Monday, March 22nd, 2004|
|Stolen From hytimes journal.
Suicide: The Permanent Solution To A Temporary Problem
Ask the 25-year-old who tried to electrocute himself. He lived. But both his arms are gone.
What about jumping? Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor. That was before he leapt from a building. Now, he's brain-damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he KNOWS he used to be normal.
What about pills? Ask the 12-year-old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.
What about a gun? Ask the 24-year-old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his "foolproof" suicide. You might too.
But... Who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling? Commercial cleaning companies may refuse that job--but SOMEONE has to do it.
Who will have to cut you down from where you hung yourself or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? Your father? Your mother? Your wife? Your son?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will NEVER completely recover. They'll feel regret and an unending pain.
Suicide is contagious. Look around your family. Look closely at the 4 year old playing with his cars on the rug. Kill yourself tonight, and he may do it ten years from now.
You DO have other choices. There are people who can help you through this crisis. Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call your minister or priest. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police. They will tell you that there's hope. Maybe you'll find it in the mail tomorrow. Or in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.
You say you don't want to be stopped? Still want to do it? -Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later. And we'll work with whatever you have left.
Remember: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
IF YOU’RE READING THIS, PLEASE STEAL IT AND PUT IT IN YOUR JOURNAL, TOO. Current Mood: content
|Thursday, March 18th, 2004|
|My Life is going down the pathway of general civilization.
one week...i'm angry. one week...i'm sad. one week...i'm depressed. one week...i'm happy. what the fuck is going on with this year so far. everybody I know is practically having a bad year. fuck 2k4. i hate it right now. i'm failing 2 classes..but i'm trying to get the grades up. i'm working almost every night which isn't bad but i haven't been doing my homework at all. hence why i'm failing. right now, i'm in a very...i don't know how to explain it...more like...plain mood. like i don't care yet again. its so fucked up. people want to know what is going on. i can't tell them because i know somehow, someway they will look at me as a different person. so why even bother. i know the only people i can trust in my life is Joe, AJ, Travis, Andrew, Doug, and my friends out in CA. That's it. so I just keep to myself.
my band will practice sometime. when...most likely the 27th. i hope so. its crazy waiting this damn long. its been almost 4 weeks now. & now this recording company wants us to record there...crazy.
the family life still sucks. divorce is still on..but for no reason. i'm so pissed. still. you know this would be the perfect time for me to start drinking or smoking or something again. i swear, for the past 2 weeks i've wanted a cigarette hardcore. but...i won't. i know i won't. that's the thing. i can't break my 7 months of being clean.
i hate this man. they even brought up the family life in my counselors meeting yesterday morning. man...its horrible.
honestly, i've figured out that the people i hang out with...don't mean shit to me except for the Joe/AJ/Rayborn crew & the crew out in CA. that's it. well, now my ASTTS crew. but other than that, all the others are nothing. hate to break it but i don't care. at all about them or their problems because they are not relative to me at all. i just act. act like i care, act like i want to know what's going on but that's it. its just a fucking game. & i'm sick of playing it. all this talk here & there is shit. ludacris shit that i can't stand. maybe its because i'm a different person now, but i just don't find anything they talk about funny. i need new friends & all that jazz. it'd be good for me. that, or I'll just run off to West Hollywood this summer, but that may be impossible. with the whole money issue & all. oh well. preach. Current Mood: distressed
|Tuesday, March 16th, 2004|
|Ramble & Roll.
this weekend was the shit. i'm dead serious. i saw one of my old friends that moved to Madison, Jamie. she's gonna get a form for my band to play at this punk club called The Loft in Madison for their Battle of the Bands. this kicks. ok, so it was me, Jamie, Gina, Rayborn, Jenny, and Drew. we first met up at Perc Place & then we mosied to St. Vinnies where Jamie got this cool suit for her prom. then we went to the Mineshaft's new game room & it kicked major ass. it was amazing. then we went to Gina's. we watched Hackers until it was time for me & Rayborn to go to our houses & then to our jobs. then at 11:30pm i went to Midnight Bowling with Joe, Travis, Doug, Andrew, Whitney, AJ, Britt, Pat, & 2 of Andrews friends that usually go. one one team it was me, AJ, Travis, Joe, and Andrew. on the other, Whit, Doug, Britt, Pat, & the 2 others. our team kicked their ass hardcore. majorly. so Whit won money because at Midnight Bowling at Kettle, if you get a strike with a green pin or a red pin in the pin setup, you win money. the hooker one $4 because she got a strike. figures. the rest of us were getting strikes all night but the hooker wins the money. oh well. hookers always get the money. then we all went home.
sunday i did practically nothing.
monday i had off of school so i went shopping down at Mayfair. hardly anybody was in the mall so it was nice. i didn't feel hurried or rushed at all. i just strolled & went where i wanted. i ended up buying a discount Dropkick Murphy's shirt for $9 at the Topic and a shirt that said 'Expensive' in hot pink lettering on a black shirt, for $18 so i had a good day.
tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. time to listen to DKM & rock out all day. after schoool the crew is going to Brew-city. then on the 27th, the crew is going to be at the open casting call for the new Slipknot music video in Des Moines, Iowa. this will kick ass.
i have to do some major makeup work at school. this whole week & part of next week will be a total crunch time. fuck. i'm sick of being lazy...but its so nice once.
preach. Current Mood: lazy
|Friday, March 12th, 2004|
|more quizzies for my own personal amusement.
ok...1.) that'd be a fucked up family, yet a very cool one.
2.) fucking hell...10 kids...damn, that's pain man.
3.) i don't want to marry fucking Britney Spears...i'm sick of going to Las Vegas. gah. Current Mood: sexy
|Thursday, March 11th, 2004|
|im infatuated with myspace.com
right now, im in the computer lab at my school...its first hour & i'm bored. my usual computer lab friend Travis isn't in here. today, it would be nice if he was. i have a lot on my plate lately...
band practice was going to go on this Saturday but Dale's, the drummer, cousin or something died. so we are going to have it next weekend.
my mom is on new medication and this morning she woke up at 3am...screaming. a side effect of this new depression medication is nightmares. great. just what i need. she also forgets everything...i have to repeat everything i say now. & she just started it last week. i'm already losing my god damn mind. also, she had to have a body scan because they think that all of her bones are degenerating fast. great. fucking divorce, fucking medication, fucking everything. fucking happy new year my fucking ass.
people have been noticing a new change in my attitude lately. i agree, im a real fucking bitch to be around, i'll admit it. one of my friends a few days ago said to me and my other friend going through shit..."you know you guys are really acting mean to everybody." i replied. "no, were are just cold-hearted." & its so true. i really could care less about anybody elses problems right now, well the people who have problems everyday & only talk to me about those because they know i'll listen. i just go...uh huh, yea, i agree, oh really, yea, sure, i bet, uh huh. i don't listen because i don't care. i have enough problems of my own i have to deal with, i don't want to deal with yours.
i'm doing alright in school, lower grades than normal. b's & c's...& 2 f's. mainly because i have to be here with all this shit piled on me. oh well, i guess for the situation, i'm doing alright.
my friend Rayborn is going to take pictures of me on Saturday for this modeling company...well, for a rock clothing company.
i think i lost like 2 lbs. go me. wooo hooo. for being sick for a while & not working out..only watching what i eat, that's pretty good.
alright, i'll write more during Creative Writing.
alright..im in Creative Writing now. i just got really bad news to make this day even worse. The original guitarist for Siouxie & The Banshees died. fucking hell man. this officially sucks, but at least he died in his sleep. John McGeoch was 48. man...i'm really down now. i can't fucking believe it. gah, im so sad now. i can't fucking believe it. oh well, i'll so wallow in my own pool of misery now. ok honestly, i give the fuck up. i'm just waiting for something else to fucking get in my way of a good day. alright, that's it. i have to go on a fucking vacation by myself...maybe this summer. out to West Hollywood to chill with my old friends and some of my new friends that i'm talking to now. good plan. Current Mood: irritated
|Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004|
1) Using band names, spell out your name
A fire inside
k ill hannah
a nti - flag
l acuna coil
s omething corporate
2) Have you ever had a song written about you?
yes, i have.
3) What song makes you cry?
AFI - The Leaving Song...i'm serious, i ball like a fucking loser.
4) What song makes you happy?
Guttermouth - Lipstick/Pee In The Shower, Dropkick Murphys - Buried Alive, and Andrew W.K. - We Want Fun.
HAIR COLOR: blonde/brown mix
EYE COLOR: blue
TATTOOS: none as of now...but not by this summer.
r i g h t n o w
WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?: my holy jeans, black zip-up sweatshirt, hot pink YOUNG AND ANGRY shirt.
WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: damp and chilly...its only 49 degrees...
HOW ARE YOU? alright, considering that a girl is going after me with a gun, i'm going to sue the school with my friend for releasing confidential information about us and now i'm a bit sick.
f a v o r i t e s
TV SHOW: Queer Eye for the Straight Guy
NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Chocolate Soy Milk
ALCOHOLIC DRINK: i don't drink anymore.
h a v e y o u
RAN AWAY FROM HOME: once
EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: yes sir
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: but of course...
EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA POTTY: yea, it was hilarious...with a car.
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: yea.
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: never.
BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: no, but i will this spring.
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: yea.
r a n d o m
DO YOU HAVE A JOB: yes. fox's pizza man.
YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: my mix of punk music, Reel Big Fish, another mix.
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: probably light blue or hot pink. vibrant colors.
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: music and my friends.
WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: Pennywise's new one...i haven't gotten it yet, Bleeding Through's new one, and Lacuna Coil's new one (i hear it rox the casbah).
w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t
TIME YOU CRIED?: at the funeral for a family friend a few weeks ago.
YOU GOT E-MAIL: today.
THING YOU PURCHASED: combos from the gas station with Rayborn.
l o v e
BOYFRIEND: no. not as of now.
GIRLFRIEND: um...AJ may think that with bi people he still has a chance but I on the other hand do not so uh...no.
CHILDREN: no. thank you allah. *praises*
CURRENT CRUSH: uh...will it stay confidential unlike my info at school?
BEEN IN LOVE?: no, i think only infatuation.
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: nah, there are so many people. *now taking number 22* (that was for you Rayborn).
BEEN HURT? yea. like when my nose broke in the Rancid pit when i was 12. i just got done with a fractured hand...i have scars all over...so of course.
YOUR GREATEST REGRET: lieing. i can't stand liars and the last time i did lie it was bad...never have i done that again.
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: nah. i don't call it 'going out'.
y o u r t h o u g h t s o n
ABORTION: it's the womans choice. i mean yea, its her fault for not being responsable but...i guess its all in the eye of the beholder so to speak. if you to have the child, fine. if not, fine.
TEENAGE SMOKING: i don't like it. i don't encourage it. yes, controversial because i used to smoke at a young age. but now that i look at it...it doesn't make any sense. i was at The Rave for a concert a while back & i saw a chick who was about 12 lighting up...yea changed my views on it...its not so hardcore, chick.
SPICE GIRLS: ok, i'm going to get my ass beaten at the next Hatebreed concert for saying this but i like their music. its catchy.
DREAMS: um...they are cool? Current Mood: a bit sick
|Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004|
|Honestly, What The Fuck...
Chuck D & Flava Flav of Public Enemy with Minor Threat shirts on? well, whatever...both bands still kick ass... Current Mood: confused
|Sunday, February 29th, 2004|
|That concert kicked ass.
well we got there at about 6:30 & then the doors opened. we were some of the first people in there. it was fucking great. then, we met 2 girls that were pretty cool. they are gonna check out my band. then we met 2 young guys about 15 who are in a band from Stoughton & they are gonna check out my band as well. we stood with them in the pit for almost the whole concert. well we are in the first row because we are some of the first people in. then we stand around for a bit & we hear Nickelback's "Someday" with children...i automatically yell "What the Fuck!?" & then after that song, we hear Beyoncê's "Crazy In Love" with children singing...then we figured it out, they were playing Kid'z Bop. AT THE RAVE. god we were dieing. then Bleed The Dream came on. that band kicks ass & i just found out that they have only been around for a year. after the show, i met the lead singer, bassest, & guitarist for that band. i'm emailing the guitarist right now. we are talking about meeting up at Warped Tour again cuz their first date is the Milwaukee show. we were talking about L.A. & all that fun stuff. so we are gonna meet up. that band is really hot as well. check them out. then Stretch Arm Strong came on. that band was fucking great. they played a cover of "I'll Stop The World & Melt With You". amazing. me & AJ were jumpin all the time & the lead singer kept pointing at us. then we met the bassest for the band afterwards. then Guttermouth came on & it was hilarious. they didn't play songs like "Pee In The Shower & Punk Rock Acadamy", but it was fun. some idiot guy threw a quarter up on stage at the lead singer, Mark, & then everybody was throwing money up there. i even did, & i'm fucking broke! but it was worth it. he almost caught it. then afterwards we met the bassest of Guttermouth...see a trend? that bassest trend. then AJ got hurt & he left the front row. then joe leaves & i hear this guy yell to me "hey!" & i reply with a cocky "what?!" here it turns out it is my new guitarist Matt. he's really nice. him & Joe look alike. scary. then AJ sat down cuz of his leg injury & there were these 4 crazy girls that if you didn't know that they were on drugs...you would have thought they were. they were like...growling at me...very, very scary. then Pennywise came on & we went up to the balcony so AJ could rest again. Pennywise played a cover of the Ramones "Blitzkreig Bop" & Outkast's "Hey Ya!" fucking great man. after the show, we go out & there are about 7 cop cars outside. i was like, what the fuck man. then we find out that this guy Steve we met in the pit got arrested for moshing & same with everybody else that was body passed or moshing. it was crazy. this guy got arrested for saying 'fuck you'. so we went to AJ's car, yes, the spray painted car with Anarchy signs on it & drove around the block at The Rave. we got high fives, cheers, yells, screams, people jumping on the car, & horn honks from fans. we never met Pennywise cuz of the cop cars...by the time we last lapped The Rave 12 cop cars were there. then we were driving down Wisconsin Ave. & taxi drivers loved our car the most. then we went to The Node but it was full so we went to Joe's in Tosa. we had food & watched a movie. then me & AJ drove back to H-Town & that was that. fucking fun with my closest friends. Current Mood: ass kicked
|Saturday, February 28th, 2004|
|Pennywise/Guttermouth in an hour.
so I'm at my friend Joe's house(his dads in Tosa) with AJ. we just got back from Mayfair mall & i got hand raped by this woman who loved my Siouxie & The Banshees shirt a little bit too much. She yelled 'hey' to me & i was like...what...& she said 'wow, i'm amazed, nobody ever wears Siouxie shirts anymore' & i said 'yea, i know, its crazy, thanx' & ran off to join Aj, Joe, & Kellie (we ran into her at the Topic when we were chillin...i didn't wanna be there but w/e). so yea. we spray painted 'your god is not mine', 'I "heart" the USA, last 'a' being an anarchy symbol, 'America' with all anarchy symbols on the 'a's & other shit on his Taurus. so far, today has kicked ass & tonight will kick even more ass. I can't wait. I'm supposed to meet my new guitarist, Matt, down there before the show. It's about 54 degrees outside...the warmest its been all Winter & i'm lovin it...now, i don't freeze...i just chill. well listen. We are gonna get AJ off the drum set, turn off the Mudvayne, finish our pepsi's & head on out. Go Bluebirds! - Aj & Joe...that's what they say to the readers. straight from their hearts to yours. Peace out y'all, i'm gonna meet some people tonight.
AXO Current Mood: rockin
|Tuesday, February 24th, 2004|
Current Mood: restless
Your Sexual Energy is Magenta!
You ooze passion and love, as well as a romantic sensuality.
Your strength is the intensity of your passion - it can last forever.
You can stay with the same lover for months, and every day still feels new.
You crave closeness - intimacy is your path to incredible sex.
Foreplay is your speciality - little whispers, touches, and kisses.
You have the ability to bring passion to any situation.
As for finding lovers, you usually don't find yourself needing a lover.
Chances are that you've been with the same person for quite a while.
If you seek someone new, you usually date traditionally - until you find a spark.
Challenging your passionate approach to sexuality could spice things up.
Try having sex with someone you think is hot, although not "the one"
Seduce a complete stranger (or two) for some intense anonymous sex!
Magenta sexual energies include Jennifer Lopez and Jennifer Aniston.
For the best match, look for people with pink, red, and yellow sexual energies.What Color is Your Sexual Energy?More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva