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Mona

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

Where to begin... I am forever changing, yet fundamentally the same. I exist to laugh loud, play hard, love passionately, and live like tommorrow might never come. I love to share secrets, but can't stand gossip. I am very intuitive, and can read you like a book. What you see isn't always what you get, but you will remember it...I can be a little distracted, but there is always something on my mind. I love to write poetry. Will sometimes have a dorky moment where I might read it to you. I can be clumsy, so I have a great sense of humor. Love to have dinner and wine with friends. Hate to be last, but never quite get there first

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Fellow geeks, and freaks. Escape artists, con artists, artists. Professional knife throwers, marshmallow launchers, apple dunkers. Jedi masters, speaker blasters, and ass catchers. People who can spell.

My Blog

Migraine!!!

Trails of blue with lightening flashes of fiery orange And the tormenting screams from the bells that toll And in the distance over the rolling fields of velvet green Sunshine melts into the oceans of...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 04:13:00 GMT

Can we be honest?

Systematic conflict Beurocratic bullshit Nauseating mindflip--Just about to make me sick. Morality's just a price tag Can turn Cinderella into a washed up hag. Bellyaching dimwits baffled by their ign...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 04:01:00 GMT

just tuesday

I am having a moment of peroxi fema phobia
Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:14:00 GMT

heavy

I have fallen.  Weightless and heavy as you wrap me in your arms And I am no longer of this plane.  I am shining with the stars on the clearest night. Floating and flashing and swimming with...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 05:41:00 GMT

just a thought

How much vodka should one consume on a Monday???
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 14:59:00 GMT

12/1/91

May I lay my head upon your rolling field of green? As I gaze at the sky and wonder what might have been. May the green blades tickle my flesh and send my mind spiralling to the heavens? I can feel th...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 14:48:00 GMT

why does the truth hurt?

There are often shadows that lie like blankets over the truth. They are thick,covering snugly the realities that lie beneath. And there are many, who every night Tuck it in with a kiss In hopes that t...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:37:00 GMT

Piece of work

I stood there like a naked canvas you painted me all these colors images came to shape. Visual stories of what I was to be In your eyes the tales complete. But you didn't even know my name. You made m...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 21:20:00 GMT

crazy like flowers

Crisp, clean lines melt to a downey, snowy white. While regal plumes of feathery nonsense Now and again streaked with gray tickle a gentle curve, eliciting a smile that creates bottomless pools of spa...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 14:42:00 GMT

saturday afternoon

We met as familiar strangers. You , a little stranger than I With stories to tell While there were tears in my eyes. We met as familiar strangers. Interesting how our faces change but stay the same. N...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 14:36:00 GMT