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Extremity Nurtured

About Me

My name is Nona. I am extremely into music. I play guitar, bass, violin, windchimes, record players, scrap metal, rainsticks, many many things. I am interested in stones and their healing powers. I am also interested in astrology. I write a lot, take photographs, make music, and paint and draw. I am in a band called Musixux and I am also working on my own project. You can find both pages in my top friends. I have awesome friends and family that support me. I also have a kick ass boyfriend who I couldnt live without. I will learn to take the duties to thank the tree and the universe daily. MyGen Profile Generator

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Any musicians. Natives!!!

My Blog

"insecurities of existence"

Break me down and wear me in. So I can be strong enough to accept karma's gifts.Only that I offer, together certain shades of green.Honestly it hurts, though I know honesty is the best thing.See I wou...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Jul 2009 08:49:00 GMT

Useless Eulysses

sleeps lost in dreamscattered and thrownfrom this realm to the nextas I, as I, as I, as I, as if.... all day. no day. all night. nocturnal frightssleep all day. no day. only night. only night.loud nig...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 23:34:00 GMT

A Passing By.

I'm amazed. A passing by shows me the effects of the Zodiac and the weather outside, yes has its degree, and knows an effect. If not with a sun sign, then look where the moon is at, a rebirth somewher...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 04:43:00 GMT

Pigs three different ones.....

Two this week, thousands in the past. I hear a mourning dove outside, its only morning. Everyone I am around is asleep, but still, theres something, something, must be accomplished, something must be ...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 03:52:00 GMT

hey hey

feel it all fucking buildingits about time for something newoh that great leap forwardwell its just what meets my type of eye feel it all boilingsick of waiting for youi never really was in the first ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 01:42:00 GMT

Boredom

Lurks under the dust behind some mossy shelves of unknown levels. We and our idiosyn-crazies, we lie behind lust. Jumbled words fill my writings behind shoveled piles of snow we dont know where to gob...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 21:30:00 GMT