Doodoo, if you have the slightest bit of interest in THE KYLIE, well here ya go. The Basics: Name: Kylie Age: Fifteen. Location: A yellow submarine with my dear dear friends John, Paul, George, and  Ringo. Marital Status: A nonexistant dating life. How sad. Grade: Tenth, yo. Instruments played: Acoustic + electric guitar, drums, keyboard, bongos, harmonica, and the occasional maracas. Soon to be cowbell. Hobbies: Listening to and making music. Eating too many Berger cookies. Playing Nintendo. Watching films. Reading books. Being political. Sleeping. People. Food: Hm, all the junk food. It's all good. Drinks: Slurpees. Films: The Royal Tenenbaums. Rushmore. Pulp Fiction. Kill Bill. American Beauty. Harold and Maude. Clerks. Donnie Darko. Yellow Submarine. Girl Interrupted. The Breakfast Club. Sixteen Candles. Bridget Jones's Diary. High Fidelity. Bowling for Columbine. Being John Malkovich. Best in Show. Actors/Actresses: Kevin Spacey, John Cusack, Winona Ryder. Extra things: I love all! I am anti-war and anti-hate. I only believe in peace and love. The end.

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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing games shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life...But why would I want to do a thing like that?---Trainspotting

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