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::About Me::


+21 yrs old

+born ~n~ raised in NYC



+Happily Taken


+Long curly brown hair and brown eyes to match


+purple and hot pink



+Dark Side of the Moon

+Dunkin Donuts Iced Coffee


+Goo Goo Dolls

+Pink Floyd

+Led Zeppelin

+Guns N' Roses

+Violent Femmes

+The Beatles





♥I am far from being your typical girl♥

♠I am not, never was and never will be your star.♠

+I don't like most girls

+I hate cut and paste people

+I'm opinionated but I hate gossip

+I'm moody

+I'm a good Listener

+Even better at being mean

+I write about whatever comes to mind

+Don't friend me just to increase your friend number

+This is my journal, so take your shit to your own journal

~"Live a Dream, Never a Lie"...ME
♪"I am not made of steel, when I cry, my tears are real"...ME
♪"it's been such a hard season and the bridges we burned might be all we had to keep us from drowning. but at least we had this time; and i'd like to think we're better off for it. i'll remember this. sometimes broken things make the best building supplies. and we'll keep on building. hearts aren't made of glass, they're made of muscle and blood and something else. and they don't so much as break as bend and tear. we have what it takes to keep it together; and move on."
♪"There’s someone in my head but it’s not me"-Pink floyd
♪"You shout and no one seems to hear"-Pink Floyd

♪"There's something about the look in your eyes Something I noticed when the light was just right It reminded me twice that I was alive And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight"-Incubus</center>

Thankst0rtured_s0ul and punk_kitteness for my icon...

To whom this may concern
To whom this may concern,
I can't seem to cry no more,
the tears keep rolling
way down yonder
drowning out what's left of me.

To whom this may concern,
I have fallen over and over,
and stood up to fall again
hoping someone will catch my fall
instead I tumble amongst the rubble.

To whom this may concern,
I am not made of steel,
when I cry, my tears are real.
When you turn
away from me
I feel your presence
it lingers within me.
Haunting my every day
and choking each breath I take.

To whom this may concern,
your words are left embedded in me
spelling out each horrid scream.
I send this out for whomever this may concern,
just thought I'd let you know
even though you might not care.