I can't remember the sound you found for me...

I need a good bass. BOOM!

Yes. I meant bass, equal to a base. Where some songs need a beat from the drums to keep rhythm, to keep time, I need a kick ass base line to make my music spin. So I'm searching.... (for not those rapper boom basses, you guys are tools, but the BAMF rock bass, think Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes... yeah....)

Also, even though I'm broke-er then a

smashed teacup, I find too many wants on Etsy.

Vices and Folly

This is a fail on my half:

Half of me has the time, the money, the stamina the, the desired expression I want to give people, the world, myself. I've got the hippest indie style, my entirely me own and people love that. I feel beautiful. I've a music taste that everyone envies, I am the girl everyone wants to know and hang out with because I'm so kind and witty. I'm humble and grounded, but I dream the biggest with beauty and a unique touch. I tell people the WHOLE truth, and now worry about their reactions. I say exactly what I mean instead of beating around the bush, or avoiding the elephant. I date people who are worth all of me, and not because they want me sexually, or because of settlement. I don't put up with people just because... and I don't have to explane any reason to anyone but me.  I am everything I could ever love to be.  

The other half is a pessimistic hermit. no anesthetic, cut to the point, and wants to leave all of you.  

I need some Zen to collect myself... perhaps... I don't know, something...