My real name is actually Hank Moody... my nickname is Destiny Hope Free Patron Cullen. I'm bad like Jesse James. O.k. not reaaaally but I have a lot of nicknames and here we have them : Little Begonia, Destructiny, Little One, Little Sis, Spottie, Miss Dopalicious, Babydoll, Wino, Dusty, Des, Dessie, Dezmo, D Funk, D Money, Diva Britches, Down a** b*tch, Dess Mess, Charles Bukowski, Mexicant, Mexibritt, Lil' Leo, The Lioness, and just plain D.
I was once in a relationship for 3 years and then some and I was completely and utterly faithful so shoot me if I take a number a day and have a 5 dates a week. I just love connecting with people and I've paid my dues so if and when I am ever in a relationship again I will remain faithful.
I've had a lot of faux walk of shames... and some real ones. I am proud to say I am STD free and don't mind proving it.
I once dated the keys/guitarist of my favorite band. His new girlfriend is beautiful. I do hope they are happy. I love their songs so much I listen to them on repeat and find it embarrassing how much they warm my heart.
As much as I'd like to I can't hold grudges... I'd much rather keep the peace.
I used to conduct dinner parties with all the adults in my neighborhood at age 4-6. I also did a rail of a ladybug and paper at age 5 and loved breaking glass. Also, one time the ninja turtles came to my house for Christmas no srsly. Well, only Raphael and Donatello (people in costume my parents hired) but I still think it's pretty badass.
I'm a total lush... I black out 65% of the time. I could have 5 drinks or I could have 17 it just happens. On a good day I'm pinot noir and on a bad one I'm 10 irish carbombs. I wake up in my bed with 5 business cards in my pocket and numbers in my phone such as "Turd Ferguson" and "Dancing Immigrant". One time I woke up in my friends bed wearing her bra and laying in a pile of captain crunch and nilla wafers. But, I get mad when people eat crackers in bed. Jason Schwartzmen and Kiera Knightley can eat crackers in my bed all damn day.
My first album is titled "Square Pegs Round Holes" you may or may not ever hear it. I hope it makes you cry.
I am moving into my new place today in Williamsburg at N7th and Bedford. I am stressed, sad, and excited alike. In my head I refer to the new hood as a giant charcuterie board because there is a lot of new sausage on the board as well as some cheese. I hate hipsters. I will miss my roommates and neighbors. I kind of feel like wearing buffalo plaid, fake prescription glasses, and drink only PBR for a week just to be an a-hole.
I wish I could play the mysterious card and tone it down sometimes but I just can't. I like putting myself out there and being raw and real. Hey, at least I'm not wasting your time and you know what you are going to get. Though, I do have a couple surprises I toss out there every once and awhile.
I used to hate holding hands and hugging. I am quite the opposite these strange days... So if you ever are in want or need I got hugs.
In kindergarden I had three boyfriends. Cameron, Scott and Tyler. They used to fight all the time but Cameron was my obvious favorite all the girls liked him. I think there is some truth when they say "people never change". One time I caught one of them flirting with some other girl so I dug a hole in the sand on the playground shoveled pile of dog poo in there then covered it back up and marked it with an X. Then I told them that there was a buried treasure on the playground and they went to dig it up with their hands and got them covered in poo. That was my first and certainly not my last visit to the principals office :) In 4th grade I almost got suspended for saying "electric turd".
Every day is an adventure for me... People don't believe me when I tell them what I've done and seen and where I've been. I don't either sometimes.
My name is annoying but also has its plus sides "Destiny Hope". See for yourself : "Is that your stripper name?" "Are your parents hippies?" "You are my Destiny" and "Destiny? like Destiny's Child?". Billy Ray Cyrus named his daughter after me but she legally changed it to Miley after they saw my photos on lastnightsparty.com
I think when you die you are just dead. And there is nothing. I am not scared of death but I am scared of dying without leaving behind something both meaningful and lasting. If I am wrong then I definitely have a penthouse suite in hell waiting for me.
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Hurt to Stir...

New York you are that bitch lover... On a good day you are epic but on a bad day you are simply horrid. You've toughened my exterior and yet raped me of my innocence. My outside is tough as a rock but inside you'll only find mush. Now, I am not certain of the consistency of the mush because it has yet to be determined but Its most definitely soft. For fucks sake I cradle pillows when I sit or sleep now. Left feeling so alone sometimes in a city filled to the brim with people but because they are mostly fair-weather it's hard to get close. But then again its beautiful when two worlds do actually collide.
I mean I can kind of be like the city sometimes so I can't stay cross with it for too long that would make me a hypocrite. Because on a good day I'm definitely a nice glass or three of pinot noir and on a bad day I would be about seven to eight irish car bombs ready to destroy anything in my path. We all have our demons and anyone who says otherwise is living a lie. You can either accept them or push change.
To be continued...
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Sunday, November 9, 2008
MugiMe.
I'm beginning to believe all I want from life is someone to eat rotten shark meat with.... His name is Örn Elías Guðmundsson otherwise known as "Mugison" an Icelandic god(musician). I discovered his work about week or two ago and it certainly strikes the right chord with me. You must check him out but if I discover you've illegally downloaded his music I might have kill you.

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