who the hell are you?

chasing heather crazy. with healthy breasts that bounce on his italian leather sofa. yummy yummy yummy i got love in my tummy. be like the squirrel girl, be like the squirrel. you have no faith in medicene

here is the church and here is the steeple. we sure look cute for 2 ugly people. i dont see what anyone could see in anyone else. but you. be my heater be my lover and we can do it to each other. i love you.

without the need for profanity, Leonie is:
- a lady.
- timeless.
- enjoyed daily by few.
- sleepy.
- employed by Michel's Patisserie, where she makes sandwiches, like the song by Detroit Grand Pooh Bars, only not at all.
- without time.
- shaggy-haired and ringo-nosed.
- licsensed to drive her 1983 beige toyota corona
- in love with/unhealthily obsessed with you, The Strokes, them,
Eef Barzelay's songwriting, t-shirts, soup.
- time deficient.
- currently residing in Perth, Western Australia
- mindfully thoughtless.
- lacking existence as a succession of states.
- confused.

she likes art and rock and roll and more specifically to:
   watch- some like it hot, army of darkness, this is spinal tap
   read- erotic fiction, george's marvellous medicine, the little prince
   listen to- clem snide, arab strap, moldy peaches, the sonic's, booker t and the mg's, nancy sinatra, the velvet underground, cake, you.

I think that's everything (or nothing) you need know about her.
if you really need know more, feel free to go to her strokes fanshite, or here. If she offends or arouses you in any way, she'd love to know.

and besides you're probably holding hands with some skinny pretty
girl who likes to talk about bands and
all i wanna do is
ride
bikes with
you
and
stay up late,
and maybe spoon