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Name: Destiny
Country: United States
State: Washington
Metro: Seattle
Birthday: 11/18/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: God, politics, fire, kiwis, shiney metal things, rock of most kinds, poetry, muffinz,and I have a strange facination with peigions! Have you ever wondered if they shake their brain loose walking like they do? Running into walls.
Expertise: ...Makeing my self look like a ditz even when I dont want to, getting in over my head, Makeing evil devious plots to take over the world, acting crazy, being crazy, forgetting things... What was I talking about? Ummm duck tape YES thats right ducK tape, and always getting myself into strange and difficult situations hence the usefulness of ducttape! (It fixes everything yah know).. btw v I found militant art to be amuseing, so that is now my occupation :-P v
Occupation: Military
Industry: Art


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Member Since: 6/14/2004

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Thursday, May 17, 2007

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Saturday, February 24, 2007

Any where but here...

I don’t know who reads this anymore. To be honest I don’t really care. I have decided to change my life. I have decided that I am now solely responsible for myself. That is the most amazing feeling in the world. In the last couple years I have done allot of changing, most of it against my will. I can no longer be recognized as anything I was before, this is bitter sweet, but immensely freeing. I am going to move as soon as I can afford it. Where you ask? I don’t know, but it will be anywhere but here. Tomorrow is a new day, and I am determined to make it so.



Sunday, January 07, 2007

I felt pretty today...

I felt pretty today
I smiled your way
I was just hopeing to hear you say --
Dear, you look beautiful
But you didn't see me
You were looking the other way


Sunday, December 10, 2006

I do believe that I am about to lynch the next feminist and/or chauvinist that attempts to speak to me about matters of doctrine. I dislike bolth of them, intensely... *twitch* Ok, I'm done now...


Monday, November 13, 2006

....I love Emily Dickenson's poetry!!!

Wild Nights
Wild Nights--Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile--the Winds--
To a Heart in port--
Done with the Compass--
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden


Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor--Tonight--
In Thee!

I'm Nobody! Who Are You

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us--don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

I felt a clearing in my mind

I felt a clearing in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon the floor.
I am supposed to read and make an interpritation of the first poem in class tomorrow. 
I have some ideas, what would you make of it?

 



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