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I find inspiration in everything – fingerprints on windows, the way a branch dips from a robin, messages in bathroom stalls, the sound of a vending machine. I’d have to say my biggest inspiration is reality. We can learn so much from just life itself.
I never want to grow up. Because to grow up is to lose your inner child, along with your imagination. My imagination has saved me countless times. I even get lost in it sometimes, but that’s not so bad now, is it?
www.myspace.co m/silent_tempt ations
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I find inspiration in everything – fingerprints on windows, the way a branch dips from a robin, messages in bathroom stalls, the sound of a vending machine. I’d have to say my biggest inspiration is reality. We can learn so much from just life itself.
I never want to grow up. Because to grow up is to lose your inner child, along with your imagination. My imagination has saved me countless times. I even get lost in it sometimes, but that’s not so bad now, is it?
- Last seen on May 21 5:18 PM 2008. Member since August 15, 2004.
- I'm a citrine experience poet for 179 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "THE END OF LOVE iS DEATH.".
- I am a girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm sleeping.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/silent_temptations
- I have 179 comments, 2 columns, 38 poems, 7 stories
My Poetry
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Sprinkles of magic, that chilling kind of affection
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Acid black tears fall into open wounds
My Stories
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Once upon a time… there was a mama lizard who’s head got chopped off.
Okay, that’s not how it really goes…but it should be that way. And my mom’s not really a lizard, but sh791 lines, 2 comments, September 25, 2005. In <200 lines, Humor -
I watch as your eyes close every few seconds, your head bowing down and then snapping back to attention. You’re on the brink of slumber, knowing you need the rest but not havin
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The first couple days that passed by were extremely odd, moving by slowly. I hardly saw the stranger. After my brother had told him he was in our band, I took the small applica
Guest Book
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Demented Crow on November 3, 2005matty is my man
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MainMatt on October 26, 2005Steph is your number the same! IM me with it or gimmie your cellular!
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Xero-Cool on July 17, 2005damn your poems are wicked nice
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Masked Kitty on June 8, 2005yay I'm on ure favs!
I feel special. I was reading ure author page and I agree with what you said about how you don't wanna grow up because you loose your inner child -sniffles- well, ta ta!
