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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 18
Sign: Virgo

City: Bremerton
State: Washington
Country: US
Signup Date: 2/7/2006

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Saturday, December 20, 2008 

Current mood:  disgusted


is happening to the citizens of the United States? Why is it that foreigners who know English as a second language can spell it and use it properly, unlike us?
We have seniors, and adults even, who cannot even tell the difference between common words such as your/you're and there/they're/their. It is infinitely boggling to my mind to believe this. How has the human race (Americans particularly) downgraded so far that we cannot even use words properly in our native tongue?
I want to rip my hair out to read sentences written by seniors who can't spell wrap correctly (rap) or marshmallow. Are these not words we have been using since the age of eight?







Monday, July 14, 2008 
Because everyone's an asshole these days.


And when my bones break, don't touch me.

Saturday, June 14, 2008 

Hidden meanings protrude from your skeleton and clang against my sunken body

My sunken body sings for your sullen heart

Your sullen heart escapes from my rugged hands

My rugged hands moved lifelessly across your eager flesh

Your eager flesh recedes from the gums of my rotting teeth

My rotting teeth grip onto your stiff remains

Your stiff remains become nothing more than the essence of the deceased

Saturday, January 05, 2008 

The sun sets and the blue green waters stop flowing in your eyes full of never ending possibilities waiting for me to open them up and find what I've been looking for. Not much but enough. Just for me, just for you. Take me home where I once belonged but only miss. I think that's it when you lay me to sleep, sing me a song of joy and nothing else fills my mind but sweet serenity. Some say it's strange I say it's me. Strong smoke in my head grabbing at my thoughts to tell you what I'm thinking. No longer mine, gone to see where the plains are great and golden summers spill into the canvas. I want to scream, I want to cry. I want to love, I want to feel. My boat is sinking, the sea calls my name. Awaken me to watch me fall into the death that awaits me.

Thursday, December 27, 2007 
1.When it rains do you feel sad?

2.Do you believe that there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?

3.Do you ever get the urge to just bite people?

4.Would you rather shoot yourself or slit your wrists?

5.Do you listen to rap?

6.If you had a pet rabbit what would you name it?

7.Do you believe in unicorns?

8.Do you often mix words together to form new words?

9.Do you believe in time travel?

10.Do you believe in yourself?

11.Would you rather use tape or glue?

12.Is "ostrich" the first thing that comes to mind when you hear/see the word "ostracized"?

13.Do you think of yourself as "unique"? If so, what is so unique about you?

14.Do you believe in extraterrestrial beings?

15.Do you believe in ghosts?

16.Are robots taking over the world?

17.Who is the smartest person you know?

18.Do you draw well?

19.What is your primary goal at the moment?

20.What happened in the last dream you can recall?

21.What do you do when there's a fire?

22.Do you listen to The Beatles?

23.When you use staplers are you careful so as to not staple yourself?

24.Would you rather be brutally tortured for two hours before death or repeatedly kicked in the face for two hours before death?

25.Do you speak more than one language? If so, what languages do you speak?

26.Other than the basic necessities of life, what/who do you feel you simply cannot live without?

27.Imagine you are stranded on an island with only three people. Who are those three people?

28.Which of those three people would you eat first?

29.Is comparing apples and oranges a plausible comparison?

30.Do you stutter?

31.Do you ever lay in bed imagining how your day could have gone differently and what would have happened?

32.When people hug you with no thought or affection do you feel offended?

33.What do you look forward to upon waking up every day?

34.Do you use the word "lovely"?

35.Do you know the difference between nationalities and races?

36.Do you have an active imagination?

37.Have you ever wanted to be a prince/princess?
Saturday, December 22, 2007 
-I am not Mexican. Don't dare call me that. Don't demean yourself, Mexicans, and others by calling every spanish speaking human being a Mexican. Mexico is an amazing country.

-I am not stupid or psycho and I am not a druggie.

-I don't see things the way most people see them. That doesn't make me a "freak".

-I find beauty where you see garbage.

-I love you. It doesn't matter who you are and why you are reading this. I don't care about your skin color, ethnicity, or language; I still love you.

-You are of flesh and bone and that alone is beautiful.

-Don't fight me with your fists, I will not respond.

-I am not immature. I am probably more mature than half of the people I know.

-I am misunderstood; most of the time.

-I don't take things for granted and neither should you.

-You cannot force me to think what you think. With my mind, I will think what I choose.

-I am strong. Never underestimate me.

-I won't judge you, even if you dislike me. I am sure you have your reasons.

-I am honest.

-I believe that everything around me holds wonder; I just need the time to find it.

-Don't tell me what to believe. I hold mine so strongly that it won't work.

-I don't take shortcuts in life, I want the full experience.

-I stand up for myself and others.



I am not "stupid".

I am not "crazy".







I am different.
Monday, November 12, 2007 

Current mood:  contemplative

i've realized that when i like someone (whether they are a friend or something more), i am different at first then i am once they get to know me. i try to seem very quiet and careless. but then once this person has gotten to know me i am always afraid that they wont like me for me and i push them away. i stop liking them because im scared that they will stop liking me and i dont want to be hurt. it seems so lame and illogical that if i like someone a lot i would just stop talking to them. i hate that im so strange and outrageous. i hate that a lot of people cant stand it.

 

i also hate how it seems that anyone could get to like me very easily, but very few stick around.

Sunday, November 04, 2007 
I want people to hear me sing and feel how much I enjoy it. I want them to feel the power of my words ring through their ears until they can't hear me anymore because they've soaked up every ounce of meaning I threw at them. I want to know I made someone feel the way I do when I see where I'm going. When I know how beautiful the world is and how great it is to live to see another day. I want them to know how wonderful it is to go to sleep knowing they'll wake up the next morning. I'm going to take these words that fill up in my head and come out of my mouth and I'm going to change something. I want to make something of myself and others that will leave a stamp on society for everyone to see.
Sunday, September 23, 2007 

 

 

 

 

were not really that white in our faces

 

 

ew at my nose

emmas face XD i accidentally grabbed her boob

 

 

 

way cute

 

 

:]

 

we were playing slide

hahaha

 

 

not too flattering.

i got a birthday sundae

xd

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, August 04, 2007 

on our way to seattle

 

oh yeah. princess

 

cooler than you

 

 

kilt man!

 

 

fat piggie!

 

 

betsey johnson

 

 

i love these dresses

 

 

our homies

 

 

you know you want them

 

 

handcuff and paddle. hahahaha

 

she owns the place.

 

 

i love this one

 

 

candy cane, emzaaazaaa taking picture. haha

 

 

my new family.

 

 

he's cool.

 

aquarium

 

touching fishies and stuff at the aquarium

 

this is cool

 

 

she's a jellyfish!

 

 

taking a picture of a guy parasailing

 

 

this looks real

 

 

you wish you were there

 

 

soo cute

 

 

i was scared

 

 

we were laying on the ground

 

 

sexy

 

 

=O an octopus!

 

 

they love me.

 

 

SKY-LAR!!!

 

 

our discombobulated heart

 

 

it's our purses that make us look fat

 

 

what a princess

 

 

we live on the streets

 

 

why lie? he needs a beer.

 

 

the sun.. is fun!

 

 

sexy legs

 

 

he had a cool tattoo on his foot

 

 

home at last

 

 

 

 

 

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