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About Me

i live with my love mike who is also my best friend. i totally enjoy kickin' it with good people (non drama) and my family.... i love photography, poetry, and playing my guitar at the park. i like people watching at venice beach and drum circles on sundays...... eating ice cream and peanutbutter cups till my stomach hurts...always fun right?......i guess in this life i want to learn love and exceptance in all shapes and forms........basically im a new age hippy with a twist of something else......please please no weirdos or perverts....im not that kinda chick..... plus im taken.......peace.

My Interests

i have so many interests that i dont want to try and put them down....but just know that i always have to put my passion towards something....wether its my guitar.....my camera....my gym...or collecting snapple caps.. yeah im a dork i know.....neompftt.

I'd like to meet:

people that are not just bulldosers in life...stop and enjoy this moment because its the only one we are certain of......just think about it....and if the universe allowed it Drew Barrymore....she has been a role model for me as well as a insperation.....you rock!

Music:

i love the feeling a good song gives you and whatever it is ...... so it is.....but if you were outside my window you would probably hear.......tori amos.....joan osborn.....portishead....beatles...incubus...the eels...dresden dolls...sia....counting crows ....tegan and sara....and yeah more stuff but if you were under my window for longer than that i would probably call the cops.....j/k....i would just get out my b-b bat and show ya what pain is.....ha ha ha..

Movies:

Boondock Saints...I love you to death... hell yeah!...run lola run..ever after...V for Vendetta...grandmas boy... the shawshank redemption.... and i would just like to say Quinton T..... and kevin smith fucking rock!

Television:

no thanks... ill pass...unless its the simpsons or family guy.... that 70s show.....or married with children....ha i love it... ..

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Books:

"stay gold ponnyboy, stay gold."......the outsiders.........i cried so hard at the end of the book that i had to take brakes to dry my eyes so i could keep reading. ummmm.....and i loved where the red fern grows. there was another tear jerker for me.

Heroes:

drew berrymore because she is a strong woman who handles her shit. and also all the people in the world trying to make a diference....even the smallest of pebbles can make a ripple in a pool of water.

My Blog

the sea

walk backwards towards me backwards towards the sea as we walk in the sand take my hand as we step closer to the shore i hear your heart beat and want nothing more the waves crash into the...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

pillow

if only i was your pillow your dreams would be drempt on me your hopes would be hoped on me and all would be perfect if only i was your pillow
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

angel's flight

per chance, per sight, per love i might dwell in your shadows feel warmth from your wings and dream of many things things only you and i can comprehend we dream with our eyes wide open and i...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

we the humans

the ball drops and the year is new the ocean screams and washes us clean as the sky changes from gray to blue and its the only sky i have ever seen the north star is lost somewhere in the black ...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

squish

with every speck of sand and every grain of wheat that fall in the cracks of artifical walkways produced in mass numbers to accomadate our walking feet our shoes that step and crush on all that ...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

our mother

i am not crazy like her i said i am not foolish like him she said the world may call me young but i know better they call me weak i am strong they push me on the cool damp red earth and i feel ...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

out of my skin

sometimes i just want to jump out of this vessel i call my body and sour in the sky like i know i can but my shoes are on and my feet are grounded and the sky is so high up almost impossible t...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

rain

the soft sound of the rain the essence of moisture at hand and the smell of wet brings peace and comfort to mind and the overwhelming joy of life seems closer and clearer than ever before and a...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

im getting old

with the taste of mornings dew and the memories of nights once lived i sit back and wonder if its all i get with every breath my lungs do take the closer the reeper seems to get and the sarrow se...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

meditation

on a hill top i lay with tree providing shade moist grass cradeling my back and a blue sky brused with clouds i close my eyes and see the night and lose faith of sight and gain the beauty of peace res...
Posted by your favorite hippie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST