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Gender: Female
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Age: 20
Sign: Leo

City: raleigh
State: North Carolina
Country: US
Signup Date: 2/22/2005

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Monday, May 19, 2008 

Current mood:  contemplative
Category: Life
i am searching. for a muse. for a love. for a connection. have i found it? i think i may have. but i cant be for sure. we are scared and we are lost. i cant find my way out of my head and i cant find my way into my own life. i'm trying to find a way. a way to find what i want what i need who i love why i love what i'm doing where i'm going....i'm searching in this thing called life. i'm searching for it all and the nothing. i'm searching for answers and more questions to answer. i'm searching for the unknown i'm searching to know. i'm searching. i'm scared. but i'll keep on and i'll find a way to find, one day.
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Juliette D. Lish
Juliette Boisvert

 
Ohhh geez lady. We're alike. You'll be searching your whole life. Otherwise life would be boring. Who's the muse?
 
Posted by Juliette D. Lish on Monday, May 19, 2008 - 6:24 AM
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zac

 
Thats deep.
very deep.
you will be searching for a long time but youll be happy so long as you dont give up
 
Posted by zac on Monday, May 19, 2008 - 2:38 PM
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Death of a Martian
Bobby brown

 
There's rows and rows of house, with windows painted blue.
With the light from the t.v. running parallel to you.
But there is no sunken treasure, rumored to be.
Wrapped inside my ribs in a sea black with ink.
I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you.
If I had a mountain, I'd try to fold it over.
If I had a boat, you know I'd probably roll over.
And I leave it on the shore, I'd leave it for somebody.
Surely there's somebody who needs it more than me.
I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you.
All the leaves will burn and autumn fires then return.
All the fires we burn, all will return.
Music is my savior, and I was maimed by rock and roll.
I was maimed by rock and roll.
I was tamed by rock and roll.
I got my name from rock and roll.

simply confusing did i not get what i wasnt here to give -- a muse -- amused
 
Posted by Death of a Martian on Sunday, June 22, 2008 - 12:11 AM
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