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Himitsu Kichi

About Me

uhmm....my name is Garry nicknames i don't havei've lived my whole life here in manhattan i love this little islandi love going to shows and broadway shows they're awsomethe first impression i give people when thye first meet me is that i'm a goofball (don't take anything serious) at least thats what i'm toldi can be sarcastic and no sense at all at timesi simply love wearing tight jeans for no reason at all and i love my converse to death even though it fells like i'm wlaking barefooti'm spontaneous, full of live, annoying but not too annoying but sometimes i'm just dead and won't say a wordi put on eteliner sometimes just because i wear my sisters shirts when mine are dirty beacuse we are about the same sizei love skateboarding i don't i think theres anything better thatn it out there(even though i know there is but i love it that much)i enjoy cooking for my family even though i tell them i don't like toi have morals but sometimes i just forget themi don't like chocolate but for some reason i get a craving once a monthi like playing rpg games i hate cleaning my bathroom but someone has to do it just not mei'm ecuadoriani really need to stop going to bed an hour before i have to wake upfor some reason the only time a girl comes and talks to me is a) were friends b)they want to talk about there problemsi've met famous people and it's really not that seriousi love ketchupi hate feeling usedi like the way the sun outlines the body of a women and the wind just blowing on their hair it's like poetry in the makingi love party with my friends and dance till i dropi don't smokecold pizza rocksi don't sleep beacuse i feel like i'm going to miss somethingi hate how you anxioously wait for the weekend to come and when it comes it's goneone day i'm gonna travel around the world going from place yo place living here and there and come back home trell my storiesi drive my mother crazyi love the rain especially when it rains reall hard and it brings the smeel of the soil up into the airi plan on waiting for the right girl to have sexi put on eyeliner just becausei've been living in the same biulding for four years and i still can't remember my phone number

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

The girl on the moon

My Blog

too much time on my hands

ven toma mi mano y acompaname en este silencio que no termina hablaremos sin usar palabras cantemos sin abrir la boca nos acostaremos juntos en la misma cama sin tocarnos  mas que solo ver nos a...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Apr 2006 22:32:00 GMT

The moment i saw you walk....

i don't know yet the moment i saw you walk into my life i knew i had to get to know you your name is lost in my mind but your gracious smile still remains imprinted in me all i could do was just star...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Mar 2006 09:31:00 GMT

Just another blog

Eres la que mas quiero en este mundo el aire que se me escapa y entra de nuevo eso es lo que tu eres el tiempo se escapa de mis manos como la arena que le ulle al mar No hay cosa mas extrana que e sen...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 17:21:00 GMT

Dawn comes, and we part ways once again

i quitely stare at this heavenly being that stands before me and with attentiveness i study your every curve your hair slides over your chest as if protecting them from unknown eyes and concealing y...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Dec 2005 11:11:00 GMT

I'll unravel those aimless memories.....

If i were to ever to put into words the beauty i find in your amorous stare the passion i feel with each kiss you give and the silky touch of your hands it would truly show the inability i have ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 17:11:00 GMT

Take me with you, where have you gone? I'll open up my heart and cross over time

I've sat here for what feels like forever i'm holding as tight as i can to all the letters and things you said to me But all i'am able to hold on to is this sad song that keeps playing on my mind wi...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Dec 2005 16:20:00 GMT

I'll be like the wind and breathe quietly

For their are no words to describe how i deeply trasure you and charish all our years together Not even the greatest of symphonies can even begini to describe how the sound of your voice clams me...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 12:14:00 GMT

I turn to the warm wind for help, the wind I felt every time you held me...

It's morning it's when i spent the most time thinking about you Thinking about who your dreaming of or if your already awake thinking of what this new day holds for you It's mmorning and i'm here hug...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 12:11:00 GMT