cross-country, track, skateboarding, playing the guitar and flute (they make and awesome duet), SINGING, writing and critiquing poetry, card games in general, photography, people watching, making discoveries, being adventurous, cooking, and... cleaning (domestic diva)
I'd like to meet someone whom I can say is truly beautiful from the inside out where within their world there is no pretense. I want to know someone and fully comrehend how their mind works(something people can seldomly do with me). I know it doesn't matter what people say about me on this site or in day to day life, it is how I let their words reflect upon me that matters. I don't see the carnal being I focus on the soul which can very well prove to be quite appealing if you open your heart to people. Someone I can beg to differ with just for the sake of arguing. Good friends are few and far between, once you seek them out, don't let them meander aimlessly far from you. Lastly, the love of my life, so I can turn them down without sickness or strife.
Panic at the Disco, Breaking Benjamin, Norah Jones, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Horror Pops, Aerosmith, Nickelback, Louie Armstrong, Buddy Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald, Jimi Hendrix, Van Halen, Maroon 5, John Mayer, Michelle Branch, Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin, Bach, Frank Sinatra(can't forget the oldies but goodies)
I go from one extreme to the next anyone who took the time to read all my outlandish bands would know this. I have to have a daily dose of 70s pop, big band swing, classical (or otherwise related), original songwriters,and heavy metal (secret indulgence).
I watch so many I should be a critic... my favored ones are that of the silver-screen era, although there are the rare few of the current time period that catch my eye. I'm infatuated with all things Phantom of the Opera. My newfound love of Dracula movies is still going strong. Nosferatu Phantom der Nacht is the greatest one of all time! “ ‘Excuse me for not knocking… I am Count Dracula.’ ‘I know who you are. I read Jonathan’s diary. He wrote everything down that went on in your castle when He was there.’ ‘Don’t worry, he won’t die.’ ‘Yes… He will. Death surrounds Us. We’re all at His will. The rivers continue to flow without Us. Time flies by. Even the stars… they wander toward Us in a very strange way. Only Death is certain. Only Death is cruel.’ ‘Death is cruelty against the unsuspecting. But that’s not what I perceive as cruel. Cruel is when you can’t die even if you want to. Give me some of your love… which you give Jonathan.’ ‘I never will. I won’t even give that Love to God. If Jonathan can’t have my Love…then, no one else will.’ ‘If I want, he’ll recognize you. But first, come and give me some of your love. Only then, will I give you your husband back. And as for me…the absence of love…is the most abject pain.’ ‘The power of my Love will bring Him back to me. And you may be assured… even the unthinkable will not deter me…that you want to lay for me.’â€
Ugly Betty... random shows...
Gone with the Wind, Twilight, Moonlight, If Looks Could Kill,Phantom of the Opera, Cold Fire,Vittorio the Vampire, Pandora, Blood Canticle, The Iliad, Camille, Roxanne, Fleur de leigh in excile, God went to beauty school, The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich, Mein Kampf, The Oddysey,Number the Stars, The Giver, The House on Mango Street (can't remember them all these are recent or recommended!) Romeo and Juliet (the playwright)"These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey is loathsome in his own deliciousness and in the taste confounds the appetite: therefore love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.", Dracula "I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!", Lolita, Flowers in the Attic, A Time to Love a Time to Die, Double Identity, The Phantom of the Opera (the original by Gaston Leroux), Tantalize "I braced, but the pain never came. Instead, Kieren crushed the stake into splinters and kissed me, his lengthening canines knocking against my extended fangs. I gave in, selfish, sweeping my tongue inside his jaws, forcing my hipbones to rattle against his, giving into the urge to grind. Curling my fingers into his lush hair, I flattened against him, inhaling sweat and denim and danger and home. Finally mine." "Kieren's blood-it was like relaxing into a pink aromatherapy bubble bath. My muscles unwound, knots released, nether region grew effervescent. It was impossible to think, to concentrate, but I had to remember to stop. Stop drinking. Bradley's voice floated. "Tastes divine, doesn't it? An enzyme in your saliva dissolves the clots that act the stem to flow. I stirred it into the squirrel dish, into your wine. Eventually, you'll be able to tolerate other liquids, but for now, think of blood as your mother's milk." The table edge cut into my hip, and my right knee slipped off Kieren's thigh. Kieren. "Baby, you're a smart girl. You understand. You were dead when I met you." I bit harder, penetrated deeper. Kieren. "Burying youself in your work, holding yourself apart...That's what death is, separation. But you don't have to fear because of me. I'll never leave." Shut my eyes. Kieren. "That's my girl. Guzzle." Kieren. "So passionate, so insatiable. I won't hold you at arm's length." Kieren.
My mother