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Howdy. lol everyone who doesn't live in Texas or who has never been here would probably think that i'm a cowgirl. Well, honestly you guys, not all of us are like that. There are all different types of people around here besides cowboys/girls. And even worse still, some of them are afraid to pick up a knife and kill an animal. Or they don't know how to work a power tool... -_- how sad. ... anyways... i don't consider myself to be a cowgirl, though i am good at things like that. I am... well i don't really know. I was born in CA and raised here in Tx. It's very different, but i love it because i am different. I don't like being able to mix in with the crowd... anyways. I'm 17 this year, i love the change of seasons between summer and fall[which is about right now] and i love to write. As you can see why i joined.. Also, i'm an inspired artist who doesn't necessarily draw, but rather "doodles." And i am good at manipulating pictures on the computer programs that the school has to offer. Other talents... guitar, piano, flute... i can be creative, draw, write, i love to read, i love to mess with computers and everything. Anyways, i love music. If i thought i had enough talent to go into music as my career, then i would... otherwise, i'm going to be a web designer. :3
Any-to-the-ways... message me, if you'd like. =]

  • Last seen on Oct 6 12:54 PM. Member since December 19, 2007.
  • I'm a emerald dog poet for 6 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "distressed and unopinionated...".
  • I am a 17 year old girl from Texas (United States)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm busy doing something at school or something otherwise..
  • Visit my homepage at myspace.com/cortney_is_in_this_house
  • I have 6 comments, 31 poems, 1 story

My Poetry

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  • Her head hi the bleachers; she screams. Her body tumbles and twirls heavily downward; she hears cracks coming from her bones, all the way d
    11 lines, September 30. In Pain, Personal, Thoughts, Suicide
  • Not knowing what will happen, she sinks in on herself. She cannot take a step forward and take his hand. Her mind clutters with incoherent thoughts of advice, but very loud and pronouncable thoughts of death overtake those. S
    3 lines, 1 comment, September 29. In Sad, Thoughts, Pain, Dark, Love
  • She cries all the time,
    and is silent with thought.
    Of ways she can fix this
    23 lines, 1 comment, September 28. In Life, Love, Personal, Pain, Sad, Thoughts
  • there is blood dripping into the bathroom sink
    and a sharp bloody knife on the ground
    eyes are shut and my back is against the wall
    48 lines, March 30, 2008. In Dark, Life, Lyrics, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts

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