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Birthday: 11/3/1986
Interests: Heather
Sincere, sanguine, compassionate, intimate
Related to love, hope, and ambition
Lover of music, long hugs, and unawkward silences
Who feels lost, deceived, in search of the last piece of the puzzle
Who needs a friend, a dream, a chance
Who gives everything she has, her heart, and her tears
Who fears old age, deception, and liars
Who would like to see green grass, the sounds of the soul, and Pandora’s box locked shut
Resident of an empty home
Shasteen
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Member Since:
6/30/2003
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| i often find myself wondering who takes any of this xanga jargon seriously. so many people appear to be permanently intangled in their xanga lives to the point that instead of writing about feelings and beliefs, they're writing for comments. i know i'm not the first one to unveil this tragedy, but i will be the 2,749,000 th person to say it. XANGA SUCKS! i have a real life to live. i'm going to go live it. take care xangatrons
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| hm....that's strange. i think the world is slowly but surely sticking its head up its ass. with that said: Happy Fucking Easter. | | |
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De'jeuner Du Matin
Il a mis le cafe'
Dans la tasse
Il a mis le lait
Dans la tasse de cafe'
Il a mis le sucre
Dans le cafe' au lait
Avec le petite cuill`ere
Il a tourne'
Il a bu le cafe' au lait
Et il a repose' la tasse
Sans me parler
Il a allume'
Une cigarette
Il a fait des ronds
Avec la fume'e
Il a mis les cendres
Dans le cendrier
Sans me parler
Sans me regarder
Il s'est leve'
Il a mis
Son chapeau sur sa tete
Il a mis
Son manteau de pluie
Parce qu'il pleuvait
Et il est parti
Sous la pluie
Sans une parole
Sans me regarder
Et moi, j'ai pris
Ma tete dans ma main
Et j'ai pleure'
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| ahh..spring break. i hope i find what i am looking for. perhaps i'll never have what i want, or maybe i already do. who knows? i suppose the best thing to do is be optimistic, look pretty, and thank god i'm brunette.
--heather | | |
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