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Stacky

About Me

This is how it works,
You're young until you're not,
You love until you don't,
You try until you can't,
You laugh until you cry,
You cry until you laugh,
And everyone must breathe,
Until their dying breath.

No, this is how it works,
You peer inside yourself,
You take the things you like,
And try to love the things you took,
And then you take that love you made,
And stick it into some,
Someone else's heart,
Pumping someone else's blood.
And walking arm in arm,
You hope it don't get harmed,
But even if it does,
You'll just do it all again...

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The List

The Bucket ListStacey MolinaroCreated 01/0901.___Get a tattoo I designed02.___Go to any or all of Italy03.___Take a month long road trip04.___Sell a piece of my artwork to a stranger05.___Go to New Yo...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 17:39:00 GMT

Not Again...

Some of you know, some don't, but either way, I need to get these feelings out.As of right now, my grandmother is on life support and "living" her final hours.I did not know of this until today, but i...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 03:22:00 GMT

It’s About Time

Up to this point in my life, I've been really good at having relationships that work for awhile and then fall apart.This is obviously completely normal and par for the course from the ages of 14ish-21...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 14:51:00 GMT

This is pretty old...

The Everlasting StretchTree branches, like armsor souls, reach up toward the sky...Stretching, yearning, needingto make it;detach.Some reach high while others continueto fight.In the end, they are all...
Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 14:51:00 GMT

A Part of Me Went With Her.

I have tried more than once to write about my grandmother these last few days, but nothing ever seems to properly express what I want to say.It's probably because it is impossible to explain how wonde...
Posted by on Wed, 02 May 2007 23:01:00 GMT

The Woes of an Aspiring* Artist

I don't know what it is lately...spring, caffeine, or enjoying my life, but artistic thoughts and ideas have been racing through my head.all I think about is taking pictures, painting, drawing, writin...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Apr 2007 10:20:00 GMT

This is not good.

The clouds wring themselveswhile the grass replenishes, andthe streets collect what neitherdo not want.and the wind grasps the residue of smells, andcarries them back towhere they came from asthe tree...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 21:32:00 GMT

This is who I am, this is what I want.

I am a girl who's been through the motions.I'm a girl who has pleanty of experience with emotions/feelings/lack there of.I have loved and been loved.I have given more than I had to give, and enjoyed i...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 19:38:00 GMT

Growing Up: Part 1

Let's hear it for growing up. I decided that I needed to stop sitting around wishing for things to happen to me. I decided that I had to go out and do it for myself. College sucked, but for no reason ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Dec 2005 23:27:00 GMT