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Name: Roxanna
Birthday: 11/18/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I love Jesus Christ with all my heart. I enjoy making people feel good about who God created them to be...Smiles, snowflakes, little children, things that sparkle, hugs, walking in the rain, and watching sunsets is my favorite. Drinkin hot chocolate and chillin with the ones I love is the best ever.
Expertise: I'm a licensed cosmetologist so obviously that's my area of knowledge. If you have a mullet...no offense but, CUT IT OFF.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  roxanna814
Member Since:
10/23/2004
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| I'm going to California and Arizona in 7 days!!! ...I'm pretty stoked. | | |
| HurtSeems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ooh, ooh
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I wanna call you
But I know you won't be there
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye
When it comes to this, oooh
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you looking back
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, ohh
If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time
I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
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| I wrote this the other day. I'm not very good at writing but oh well. Sometimes I need it. Broken Cardboard box of memories,
Birthday cards, get well soon,
Love letters from high school,
Even a picture of her first love,
Is this her life?
A scattered array of lost dreams,
Shattered hopes, a bleeding heart. The peaceful face,
Sleeping amidst sappy movies,
Chocolate bars,
Box of tissues,
They deny the trampled heart within.
But trace my finger across her brow,
See years of worry and sorrow,
Etched across her soft complexion.
A fan blows a lock of hair,
Carresses her cheek;
It's the same thing everyday,
When will the pain go away? Deep within,
A tangled mess,
Confusion,
Contradiction,
Denying the facts,
A broken love. She stirs,
Brown eyes once twinkling,
Now tired, thoughtful,
I pull her close
A comment, a look,
A joke from me,
Her eyes sparkle. But it's the same thing everyday
When will her pain go away?
She's denying the facts,
A broken love. | | |
| This week has just been jam packed with exciting things. On Monday, Todd and I went to Chicago, walked around Michigan Ave and the Navy Pier. It was a beautiful day...not too hot, not too cold. We had lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe, excellent food. It was pretty amazing. Then, this lady randomly handed Todd two tickets to play miniature golf so we played that for a little bit. I took a bunch of pics of the buildings and ships along the harbor. We'll probably go back sometime soon, love the city. I worked all week long but on my day off I bought a car!!!! yay! I'm so excited...what kind of car? A Honda Civic, it's pretty sweet. I love it to death. There's nothing better than having my own vehicle...oh man. I have been working out at the ISU Rec doing group fitness so I'm keeping busy with that...gettin' in shape or at least trying anyway. Life has been a huge rollercoaster ever since I got back from Arizona. Which was incredible but if you want to know more you'll have to ask me because there is too much to tell and xanga would in no way do it justice. I've been just discovering myself these past few weeks, getting to know what I like, dislike, want to change. I've made drastic changes in my regular routine, ever since I came back from camp I've been disgusted with the person I was before I left. Change is good, especially when it's for the better I've found. Life is good, depressing at times but for the most part it's great. I spent alot of time trying to figure out what I'm meant to do, and I've discovered that where I am is where I'm supposed to be...as uneventful and boring as it is. So instead of moping about my sucky life I've been spicing it up a bit. I went rock climbing, Todd took me to his friend's farm and we went four wheeling, and I'm studying photography...there is a ton of awesome places in this town to take pictures, did you know that? hehe. This is a good song: I'm comin' 'round to open the blinds
You can't hide here any longer
My God you need to rinse those puffy eyes
You can't last here any longer
And yes they'll ask you where you've been
And you'll have to tell them again and again
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
Come on take my hand
We're going for a walk, I know you can
You can wear anything as long as it's not black
Please don't mourn forever
She's not coming back
And yes they'll ask you where you've been
And you'll have to tell them again and again
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
Do you remember telling me you found the sweetest thing of all
You said one day this was worth dying for
So be thankful you knew her at all
But it's no more
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
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