I is Adult
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Yes it's true as of sunday I am now 18 a legal "adult" in my state. Yikes. Yay. Yerrp.
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Toast say what?Newest
Monologe of Artist ExpressionToday I am writing just to write. Pressing my labored fingers to the corresponding keys to form words, which in turn echo my thoughts. But my thoughts are at a whisper. Letting my fingers lead the way, seemingly in circles. No story, no tale to tell. Dry is the well I dip my wishes and dreams that produce my serenade of poetry I sing to the world. That’s what I am, isn't it. A silent vocalist, unseen by peers, cheered by strangers. What an interesting idea. Only slightly depressing but mostly I remain mildly attentive at the idea. As I do with any Idea. Except love. Love I dream in color and music. How grandiose aMonologe of Artist Expression
by ~indieXchick13
Wikipedia Entry for the SoulI read the Wikipedia entry for love today. It was too cold, calculated, and plain.Wikipedia Entry for the Soul
Everything love shouldn’t be, couldn’t be. Thought that was pretty simple to see.
So here’s what Wiki won’t tell you. Extract the truth and send it through.
Love grows like a tree All that’s required is a seed.
It’ll extend roots in to the soul. Could tear them out, but you’re left with a hole.
Can try to fill it with things you don’t n
by ~indieXchick13
Preview OPINIONS NEEDEDThe rain slashed at the windows, as the winds howled a great note. The storm sirens screamed, only to be drowned out by the storm. But all was calm in one tiny house, in one tiny room, in one tiny bed. Calm was the mind of one, silently dreaming of brighter, happier times. A small trace of a smile left upturned at the corner of a not so innocent pair of lips. Lips that caressed a line of teeth that only braces could manage to perfect. A crash of thunder Shook the storm window's violently. Her knees bend and feet kick, pushing herself over on on her stomach away from the noise. Her smile fade irritated by the interruption. Hands rearange the bPreview OPINIONS NEEDED
by ~indieXchick13
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- Interests: Finding new music, people watching, searching for new levels if inspiration, and so much more.
- Favourite movie: 70's sci-fi b-movies, action , monster, and the occasional chick flick
- Favourite band or musician: Not even close to finding a favorite yet.
- Favourite genre of music: Don't have one. I just play what goes best with my mood.
- Favourite artist: I have to Pick?!!!
- Favourite style of art: probably digital, not that i'm any good at it.
- MP3 player of choice: Muh Nano :P
- Personal Quote: Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
- Tools of the Trade: pen paper Word and a little imagination
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/randomspazziod
- Email: SabinaMosher@yahoo.com
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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-Harris
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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08 FEB 2005
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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