† [+] untilxwexhavexfaces [+] † +{x~X~ In photographs we define ourselves beaneath the blanket of fashion the things we form the most are caught by our eyes in the mirror-we will decompose- until we habe faces identity abides in what we claim is the truth, till fact and faith collide Until we have faces my heart is set on you But time and time again my eyes believe in lies to desire and dread a liar we can'texplain One fights to remember another to forget himself a face we own forever but a heart can always change~X~ x}+
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Name: Emily
Birthday: 1/17/1901
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Interests: ... i cut...i cry... i hate...and i'll push u away...
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Saturday, July 10, 2004

Me and Gabi about 6 months ago

 

Me And Jay...The Man that Broke My Heart... *tear*

 

Why yes I do have Road Rage ^_^

 

 

On My Birthday When i First saw my Bass ^_^  (from Jason)

Everyone knows you wondered what it looked like up my nose....now you know! ^_^


Wednesday, January 28, 2004

GoodBye   
The difinition of my life is solitude... i can't tell you... i fear you'll never understand...or care none the less...    burning rain falling on anxious tears. Can you see the fire in my eyes...the one that lept and skipped along in unison to my heart. It blew out long ago, and burns me inside out.  Reflections staring beack from the depths of water so deep you could lose tomorrow in it. And what if tomorrow was gone...and you knew there was nothing left but the notebook in your hand. The one bound in leather from an animal so powerful and beautiful it was willing to die to make a book. What if this was the end...would you kill it off now or steak out the pain.
So many crimson tears

Goodbye to you....no one reads this any longer. and if you want my new journal site write me an e-mail and give me your xanga name....bye...



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