Caroline - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Not much to tell about me that is actually interesting. That's probably the reason why I don't talk about myself much, unless i want you to fall asleep. Just ask me a question and i may answer it ;)

You can find things made by me at Fading Memories or at Peck-ish.net (still under construction)

My Interests

music, computerart, writing / poetry, TV & film, piano, animals.

I'd like to meet:

Nice and friendly poeple that don't judge others before they really know them.

Music:

Rock: K's Choice, Krezip, Anouk, Ghost of the Robot; 80's music: Bryan Adams, Diana Ross, Pointer Sisters, Bonny Tyler.
Robbie Williams, Marco Borsato, Soundtracks, Norah Jones, Michelle Branch, Avril Lavigne, The Corrs.
I like many different styles of music, depending on my mood.

Movies:

Star Wars (the trilogy), Gladiator, Harry Potter, LOTR, romantic comedies, everything with Julia Roberts ;), DISNEY! I love disney movies, Finding Nemo was absolutely amazing, movies like Shrek are hilarious!

Television:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, X-files, english detectives such as Waking the Dead, Silent Witness and Spooks.

Books:

Harry Potter :D

Heroes:

uhm... i'll get back to you on that one.

My Blog

The barrier

A half done poem... not to sure how to finish it.. When you get to close I shut you out So you cannot see The scared little girl that is me The fear is overwhelming Controlling my every step...
Posted by Caroline on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The essence of Love

The essence of Love I always thought that love was about caring Cherishing your loved ones And never give up on the people that need you. I always believed that love brought happiness Joy and...
Posted by Caroline on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

away from you

away from you The things that you say The words coming from your mouth Touches the deepest in me Hurt my inner senses Why did it have to go this way We could have worked it out Some way So...
Posted by Caroline on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Wounded

This is a poem i wrote yesterday: Wounded Youre wounded I can see your aching heart Pumping, bleeding Ripped open By him Your chest is swollen With grieve and devastation Rising slow...
Posted by Caroline on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST