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About Me

Quit acting so friendly. Don't nod don't laugh all nicely. Don't think you'll up-end me. Don't sigh, don't sip your iced-tea. And don't say, "It's been a while..." And don't flash that stupid smile.Don't ask me how I've been.Don't think I've forgotten, you never liked that necklace. So cordial, so rotten... Kiss, kiss, let's meet for breakfast. Don't show up so on-time and don't act like you're so kindDon't ask me how I've been.Don't sit there and play just so frank, so straight, so candid, so thoughtful, so gracious, so sound, so even-handed. Don't be so damn benign and don't waste my fucking time.Don't ask me how I've been.My Best Friend is Hongmey Zhen. She is a little tramp who belongs south of the border back somewhere in mexico where she is bitter and angry. She can't roll her r's because she's chinese! I bet you didn't know that!!! its from all the WHORING!
and she's NOT BETTER THAN ME!

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My Interests

Hair, Friends, Drinking, Ron Burgandy, Movies, Make-up, My Asian, Music

I'd like to meet:

Someone with some class.
Someone who inspires me
Someone with a sense of humor
Someone with self respect
Someone with integrity
Someone who is selfless
Someone with patience

Someone who can hold a candle to my best friends.

Music:

TAKING BACK SUNDAY!,Blink-182, +44, Death Cab For Cutie, , The Postal Service, Hanson, Something Corporate, Jacks Mannequin, Evanescence, The Used, Muse, Coldplay, Copeland, Sugarcult, My Chemical Romance.30 Seconds To Mars

Movies:

Anchorman, 40 year old virgin, Moulin Rouge, Domino, ... BREAKFAST CLUB!! And Harry Potter, Dirty Love wedding singer, 50 first dates, The little mermaid, the departed, BORAT,Bobby,The 300, Fern Gully

Television:

Greys Anatomy, Law and Order, Justice, Nip/Tuck, Yo momma(because its the most retarded show EVER), Girls next door, Aqua Teen Hungerforce, Americas Next Top Model, Project Runway.

Books:

Summer sisters, Of Mice and Men, The Great Gatsby, A Million Little Pieces

Heroes:

My Grandpa My Stepdad My Momma, My Sista any one who follows their dream, and does it without stepping on other people.
Rest In Peace Will Johnson

My Blog

and why'd you lie?

A turning tideLovers at a great dividewhy d'you laughWhen I know that you hurt inside?And why d'you sayIt's just another day, nothing in my wayI don't wanna go, I don't wanna staySo there's nothing le...
Posted by D-Money! on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 09:03:00 PST

just a little too perfect

soooooo maybe you just don't know exactly how perfect I am? I might have my flaws, trust me you do too. maybe i'm a little too good for you... you decide!...
Posted by D-Money! on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 11:18:00 PST

"Magnolia"

Your heartbeat is pulsing at night in your chestIt's gold and it's glowing with all the life you have leftI received your words from hospitals where you felt aloneYour words like smoke, they made me s...
Posted by D-Money! on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 08:57:00 PST

read this

There'll always be those awkward times when we look at each other and remember how things used to be and if one day I actually start to matter please let me know. i'm blue without you &n...
Posted by D-Money! on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 07:48:00 PST

Learning

So here are a few things I've been thinking about the last couple of days, weeks, month. Some things that the last year, and month have taught me I forgive too easily I have a lot of pent up r...
Posted by D-Money! on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 12:30:00 PST

OBSESSED!

Your grand dad left home for the circus. He was young just like me,with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia.She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor. Your mother was born ...
Posted by D-Money! on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 12:12:00 PST

Taking A Step Back...

Say it outloud. It sounds so easy. But its not. We get so wrapped up in what we are doing, and what is going on in our lives, that we are unable to take a step back from it and realize the si...
Posted by D-Money! on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:33:00 PST

To All OF My Friends Who Ever Meant Something

please remember me, happily by the rosebush laughing with bruises on my chin, the time when we counted every black car passing your house beneath the hill, and up until someone caught us in the kitche...
Posted by D-Money! on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 10:04:00 PST