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Name: emery State: Kansas Metro: Topeka Birthday: 10/10/1987 Gender: Female
Interests: i like art, pictures, painting and drawing. i also like reading. bestfriends. mittens. mirrors. butterflies in my stummy. music. --the shins, death cab for cutie, rilo kiley, regina spektor. Expertise: i'm good at making things, stealing forks and listening to people. i'm really good at showing people that i care way too much. and i'm afraid of almost everything. Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: bluecoasterdisk
Member Since:
11/4/2004
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| Lighten up while you still can Don't even try to understand Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy i love that everything is green right now. i like spring time and the kitten that we found. her name is tilly. i did wonderful in school this year, and i am very proud of myself. i have a job that makes me oh so strong and pays the big bucks. enough money to move out. in less than two months. no. i'm not moving out. i am moving in. my boyfriend and i are moving in together. it may not sound like the best idea in the world to you, but right now, for me, it does. i want to feel at home. we'll have a home. i met my boyfriend six months ago. i really cannot understand time, you cant always meansure it the way your mind sees it. i would say that my relationship feels like its been forever in a blink of an eye. derrick and i are crazy, its our common ground. we're cute too. right now i believe things are wonderful for me, i hope times just takes its time when i'm feelin this way. fuck the classic bean, by the way. | | |
| nothing in the past or future ever will feel like today. | | |
| time will kill us all. it never stops. you've got to understand. we should do all that we can do in one day. because someday soon our souls will just float up, up, up into the sky. we'll be part of the clouds, or maybe just some air or feathers or dust. we're the reason the universe grows a mile a day. we make ourselves smaller. we create the space that we take. and the love that we make. . | | |
| i went away for the fall and i came back to find that you own a red ribbon that can't quite reach the floor, it's hanging from a knife that is stuck in your ceiling. everybody goes insane sometime. i feel wonderful right now, i just wish that it wasn't too cold to be alive. last week i met the most interesting boy, his eyes are as big as mine, and we talk alot. karl made us sghetties. and emily let me sleep in her bed. i colored on zachs wall and talked about the crazies and karma. i made some more friends, and i finally got to see the people that i never get to see. this week i'm going to work more than i've ever worked before. i'm going to write my papers. and then maybe i'll get a break. winter break. | | |
| i am well aware that my eyemakeup is usually smudged. i know that my hair is frizzy. and my ears are different. i have a burn on the pointer finger from steaming milk and one time i burnt my some of my eye lashes off. sometimes my heart beats too loud in my ears, it skips in my chest, it does something that isnt right. i end up liking boys who fall up sets of stairs instead of falling for me. fine by me. i talk with my hands and dont make eye contact, i look around as much as i can. we stand in the cold, but i cant stand the cold. sometimes there are clouds on the road and you can start to see who your real friends are. 
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