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Name: Mo
Birthday: 1/25/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: I'm interested by everything about people. but I don't really think people find me interesting... or maybe it is that they find me a little too interesting for my own good. I enjoy diving into music. making stories about everything. I paint and then the painting grows into a life a story and legacy same with any song that I hear. As the bass in the background plays it has just as much a story as the lyrics. I love looking at people and trying to figure what makes them tick... but hey again... that's just me...
Expertise: whatever you believe in is such a small picture to the whole world/ dive in to pool of paint/ leave your mark wherever you travel/ and I tell you/ that's what makes it all worth it in the end.
98% of teenagers do or have tried pot. If you are one of 2% who hasn't, put this in your profile.
whoot whoot for me...
I don't have one. All my good talents are given by God; and they are only the small steps of my voyage
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  kopolopolis
Member Since:
9/15/2003
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| It is kind of funny that my last post was on new years eve. That was a strange day and it is strange that in march that I still remember it. When I wrote that I was sitting on the couch with josh and we both were just writing, him on his black notebook, writing a poem and me in here. I felt so separate even though we were together.
I think that we've found out our kinks, for the most part and worked out most everything and have been decently good. other than my temper tantrums. and his lack of ability to try and do anything spontaneously with me. oh well. | | |
| December's almost gone and I don't know whether it is still snowing
Sometimes it feels like this life is just standing in for the real actors
And I know that know one notices that I am not really who the credits say that I am
All you ever is see it my back turned away in a far distance
For some reason, that I do not know why I have found a feeling that I rarely felt before
Anger, it scares me, becuase I do not know why it pours out like water out of clouds
If I could change anything, it would be to paint me out of this picture
And put me in something less comfortable because this is all this is
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| this is new years eve,
Cool, dark, damp roads glisten underneath the lights.
Maybe this is something that will never be seen
And I don't want anyone to see what I see
Because they'll never understand me.
They never do quite as well as I wish they would
Maybe this is something that I should waste my time upon
And I see this going on for years
To catch full momentum and shoot forward
Head long into this brick wall
As I see it now all wet and damp
I wonder what your eyes look like in this dark light
We have found ourselves lying in
Why have we lied to one another
Where did this travel from
My love I love you
And I couldn't see anything but you
Through this pouring rain in the night
And I only want you
I just wish there was a way to get a way out of this place
This place we stay and think that everything is alright
Smiling and laughing and dreaming of passion as if it is a fairy tale
Because I know that it is possible
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| the thought of it all is quite revealing
And I don't want to reveal anything now
Stay in the darkness
Stay with me
Hold me for this moment will fade fast
If only, if only we could live together
In the light of day
Yes, I do know this will always be
Everything that is impossible
But I don't care
And long to linger in this moment
One moment longer
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