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Female,
27 years old
Somewhere, Where you can`t find me, Southern US
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Member Since: 6/20/2008
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Interests: |
Poetry
/ Music
/ Books
/ Cats
/ Astronomy
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Homepage: |
(None)
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Birthday: | 5/23/1993
(27 Years Old)
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IM Type: |
MSN
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Occupation: | Books |
Marital Status: |
Single
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Sexual Preference: |
Straight |
Religion: |
Agnostic |
Politics: |
Liberal |
Fav. Movie: | Moulin Rouge!, Constantine, Corpse Bride, etc. |
Fav. TV Show: | Scrubs, Chowder, It`s Always Sunny in Philadelphia |
Fav. Book: | Born Confused by Tanuja Desai Hidier, |
Fav. Song: | So Cold by Breaking Benjamin and Jars by Chevelle |
Fav. Food: | Gnocchi di Ricotta |
Fav. Car: | Mini cooper!!! with an english flag paint job!!!!! |
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Theme 'Ctiy B&W' created by shadowgirl15 |
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To the Desert By Benjamin Alire SáenzI came to you one rainless August night. You taught me how to live without the rain. You are thirst and thirst is all I know. You are sand, wind, sun, and burning sky, The hottest blue. You blow a breeze and brand Your breath into my mouth. You reach—then bend Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new. You wrap your name tight around my ribs And keep me warm. I was born for you. Above, below, by you, by you surrounded. I wake to you at dawn. Never break your Knot. Reach, rise, blow, Sálvame, mi dios, Trágame, mi tierra. Salva, traga, Break me, I am bread. I will be the water for your thirst. Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you. You just gotta find the ones worth suffering for. -Bob Marley If music be the food of love; play on. - William Shakespeare
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