"Run by, don't turn back. Can't hide from the look in her eyes..."
I am gentle and loving, romantic and passionate, silly and stupid, flirty and frail, a moody bitch, sarcastic, judgemental, stubborn, unfair, strange, confusing, difficult, insecure, lovely, dark, a dreamer, hurtful, and shy. After all I am a woman.
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time for another update!
first and foremost i would like to anounced that my life is bitterly sweet and sweetly bitter. i love and hate every part of it.
finally i am in a good mood, which is really rare. i always manage to find something poopy in my life to bring me back down.
i love music and i pity the fool who doesn't because its such a sexy thing.
im into 80's and 90's stuff. i have no idea why. i guess the stuff the music industry is regurgitating these days is so sad and pathetic i can not allow it to pollute my head. although some of the new stuff is quiet good, i enjoy most music.... really.
im pretty open minded when it comes to opinions and i love a good long 4 am conversation about life around the camp fire.
i love laughing. it makes me feel so good.
i love to dance, especially when its dark and the music is really loud that u cant focus on anything but the bass reverberating inside you ribcage.
i love to read, eat good food and i like to cook. Let me just say that till this day i have never..... NEVER successfully made a cookie... they either burn, taste like shit, or melt into a big mess. i am cursed when it comes to baking.
i have no idea what i am going to be when i "grow up" whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. when does a person grow up anyway? i certainly do not intend to.
i love cats.... they are sexy and fantabulous. you should get one.
fish are next. i've just recently fancied their company. although sometimes, when i am tierd or under some kind of influence, they scare me. a lot.
dogs are cute, but i cant see myself owning one....just too damn lazy.
i love candles and adore water (swimming- obviously). i love cheesy romantic comedies that make my head hurt from crying. and the colour green.
i hate spiders.
i dispise labels and feel they are unnecissary. i personally feel i do not fit into one label.
I get frustrated when im bored.
i do not claim to be a poet, or a writer or anything at all. i do not claim to be original or fresh. i am just a kid writing down her feelings because i like how it comes out. it difficult for me to keep a journal or diary. i think its because i have no comittment. or maybe im forgetful. but its prolly because nothing interesting enough happens in my life worth writing down. either way i can't keep track of my life but ever since ive been writing here its like a journal. i write when i feel like it. and when i read it over in the future, i remember how i felt at that time. But only i know what i'm refering to and then i remeber the situation. so its kinda like reading over last years journal. and yes, i am aware my words are displayed for the public world to see but they havent got a clue what im speaking of now do they.
BTW pardon my typos i really dont feel like spell checking so if it bothers u, do it for me.
anything u need? just ask. im not promising anything but a response.
good night
I am gentle and loving, romantic and passionate, silly and stupid, flirty and frail, a moody bitch, sarcastic, judgemental, stubborn, unfair, strange, confusing, difficult, insecure, lovely, dark, a dreamer, hurtful, and shy. After all I am a woman.
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time for another update!
first and foremost i would like to anounced that my life is bitterly sweet and sweetly bitter. i love and hate every part of it.
finally i am in a good mood, which is really rare. i always manage to find something poopy in my life to bring me back down.
i love music and i pity the fool who doesn't because its such a sexy thing.
im into 80's and 90's stuff. i have no idea why. i guess the stuff the music industry is regurgitating these days is so sad and pathetic i can not allow it to pollute my head. although some of the new stuff is quiet good, i enjoy most music.... really.
im pretty open minded when it comes to opinions and i love a good long 4 am conversation about life around the camp fire.
i love laughing. it makes me feel so good.
i love to dance, especially when its dark and the music is really loud that u cant focus on anything but the bass reverberating inside you ribcage.
i love to read, eat good food and i like to cook. Let me just say that till this day i have never..... NEVER successfully made a cookie... they either burn, taste like shit, or melt into a big mess. i am cursed when it comes to baking.
i have no idea what i am going to be when i "grow up" whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. when does a person grow up anyway? i certainly do not intend to.
i love cats.... they are sexy and fantabulous. you should get one.
fish are next. i've just recently fancied their company. although sometimes, when i am tierd or under some kind of influence, they scare me. a lot.
dogs are cute, but i cant see myself owning one....just too damn lazy.
i love candles and adore water (swimming- obviously). i love cheesy romantic comedies that make my head hurt from crying. and the colour green.
i hate spiders.
i dispise labels and feel they are unnecissary. i personally feel i do not fit into one label.
I get frustrated when im bored.
i do not claim to be a poet, or a writer or anything at all. i do not claim to be original or fresh. i am just a kid writing down her feelings because i like how it comes out. it difficult for me to keep a journal or diary. i think its because i have no comittment. or maybe im forgetful. but its prolly because nothing interesting enough happens in my life worth writing down. either way i can't keep track of my life but ever since ive been writing here its like a journal. i write when i feel like it. and when i read it over in the future, i remember how i felt at that time. But only i know what i'm refering to and then i remeber the situation. so its kinda like reading over last years journal. and yes, i am aware my words are displayed for the public world to see but they havent got a clue what im speaking of now do they.
BTW pardon my typos i really dont feel like spell checking so if it bothers u, do it for me.
anything u need? just ask. im not promising anything but a response.
good night
- Member since January 27, 2004.
- I'm a moonstone path poet for 469 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Don't let 'em get to ya...".
- I am a 18 year old girl
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student.

- I have 469 comments, 1 contest, 61 poems, 2 stories
My Poetry
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Why do things that are bad for you, taste so good?
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My Stories
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Lonely figures walk toward each other,
Seizing up the chance to push the guilt away in vain.1322 lines, 2 comments, March 27, 2004. In 200-1500 lines, Other
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Ivory Pyre on October 10, 2005b00.. Tis Zepp...
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velvet on May 10, 2005omg i just saw this comment! how come i didnt get notified about it eariler? grrrrrrrr sorry. wow im cool? whoo hoo. so are u. thx a bunch

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Whispers79 on April 8, 2005Thanks for the compliment....it's what I do!!!!
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She Hides Her Pain on March 27, 2005You are so cool. I like talking to you.
