Don't steal my photos and/or info and pretend to be me. No one will believe you, so don't try it.If you happen to notice anyone pretending to be me, please report them and let me know.
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Models, MUA/Stylists, photographers, designers/labels; anyone that would wish for me to model their designs and/or for publications. If you have any questions, just feel free to ask.
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Rose Noir[Model.Poetess.Vocalist.], 1776 kişiyle arkadaş.
hmmm, dosnt Manic Panic still make that bleack kit with the whitener? that stuff worked amazing for me back in highschool, but that was ten years ago now... it was "Whitener" it came in a bottle and was like a leave in/wash out stuff that took the yellow tinge out of the bleached bits. it was awesome. I used it in my lilly munster streaks hahaha
actually were running a contest .. you submit your own style in your pics and whoever gets voted the most wins merchandise - the next round starts on new years day
DROPPING BY TO SAY THANX FOR BEING A FRIEND OF CRISS KARVER AND THE LUNACY MACHINE. ALSO, WANTED TO WISH YOU A FABULOUS DARK AND TWISTED WEEK!!!
HERE IS A PREVIEW FOR THE UPCOMING STORY 'OUIJA' WHICH IS ONE OF MANY TWISTED RHYMES INSIDE THE NEW LUNACY MACHINE.
OUIJA
Is there someone there? Is there someone there? Come talk to us tonight. We’re asking for the dead to speak, It’s only us . . .my wife and me. Come tell us how you died.
The oracle moved about the board A figure-eight reply. The oracle started slowing down, then stopped . . . above the Y.
Tell us more, tell us more, what brought you here to me? Tell us how you died tonight. Tell us when you died tonight. Tell us what brings you here tonight. Keep spelling it for me.
The figure eight continues and around the board it moves. It’s slowing down, it’s slowing down. Come, spirit, talk to me right now, Tell us tonight, because we want to know . . Then the oracle stopped on the letter O.
You’re coming in so very clear, Now tell us why you’re roaming here, on this dark and stormy night. Speak to me, speak to me, Travel through this board to me. Tell us why you sleep tonight beneath your resting tomb. Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me now. Then the oracle stopped on the U.
Y-O-U, Y-O-U, this isn’t making sense. You spelled out, YOU is this what you meant to do? Then the oracle stopped on YES.
*SEE MORE OF THIS STORY (since space here is limited) BY COMING BY AND VISITING ME AND PREVIEW SOME OTHER STORIES FROM THE LUNACY MACHINE, TWISTED TALES OF UNFORTUNATE TIMES 'R' in my blog section HAVE A GOOD 1 SEE YA!! -CRISS KARVER
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Thank you for finding and adding me.
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lol realy funny
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HERE IS A PREVIEW FOR THE UPCOMING STORY 'OUIJA' WHICH IS ONE OF MANY TWISTED RHYMES INSIDE THE NEW LUNACY MACHINE.
OUIJA
Is there someone there? Is there someone there?
Come talk to us tonight.
We’re asking for the dead to speak,
It’s only us . . .my wife and me.
Come tell us how you died.
The oracle moved about the board
A figure-eight reply.
The oracle started slowing down, then stopped . . . above the Y.
Tell us more, tell us more, what brought you here to me?
Tell us how you died tonight.
Tell us when you died tonight.
Tell us what brings you here tonight.
Keep spelling it for me.
The figure eight continues and around the board it moves.
It’s slowing down, it’s slowing down.
Come, spirit, talk to me right now,
Tell us tonight, because we want to know . .
Then the oracle stopped on the letter O.
You’re coming in so very clear,
Now tell us why you’re roaming here, on this dark and stormy night.
Speak to me, speak to me,
Travel through this board to me.
Tell us why you sleep tonight beneath your resting tomb.
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me now.
Then the oracle stopped on the U.
Y-O-U, Y-O-U, this isn’t making sense.
You spelled out, YOU is this what you meant to do?
Then the oracle stopped on YES.
*SEE MORE OF THIS STORY (since space here is limited) BY COMING BY AND VISITING ME AND PREVIEW SOME OTHER STORIES FROM THE LUNACY MACHINE, TWISTED TALES OF UNFORTUNATE TIMES 'R' in my blog section
HAVE A GOOD 1
SEE YA!!
-CRISS KARVER
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*Hugs
~Steph Strange~
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