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Fortuna

About Me

MyGen Profile GeneratorI'm not the person i used to be, and i'm surely not the person i will be.nothing is certain except everything you know can change and blame it on my youth.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

people who care.The people who did this.Someone who surprises me.Gentlemen who care to be gentlemen, With the eyes of an angel, the style of gene kelly and fred astaire, the enthusiasm of a child, the wisdom of my father, the kindness of my mother, the need for adventure, the desire of spontanuity, the heart of a rebel,and a kiss that clark gable would be jealous of. ( i just like this, not saying i haven't already)

My Blog

the science of sleep

have you ever had the problem of making the difference between reality and dreams? I find it is getting increasingly more difficult as the days go on. anyway.....i had a crazy dream today that went so...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 14:12:00 GMT

doomed from birth.

The suns been bright, Shining with all it's might. Casting over the world with a desperate attempt to burn, making the heavens look good for us. The rains been falling softer, as if it felt sorry for ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 03:40:00 GMT

if only i had the balls to be as blindly cruel as you.

tonights are the kind of nights i wish technology would catch up to the writers. When are they going to be able to create something where my every thought can be typed up somewhere, as i think them? W...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 22:12:00 GMT

if you want to know your present conditions you must look to your past.

No one could ever make me feel as useless as she made me feel in reading those lyrics on the hand written note, you know the type. The ones you write in the back of sophomore english class while your...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 08:21:00 GMT

Casablanca sweetheart. continuation of here's looking at you kid.

he saw her from the moment she walked into the usual joint. She was with a gaggle of girls that reminded him of pecking hens. They were different from her. She looked sweet, innocent, a gentle warm he...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 15:13:00 GMT

here's looking at you kid.

she watched him from across the smokey bar. something about him caught his eye and held on tight. He was sitting alone with a drink and a ciggarette in hand. He was handsome in an unconvential way, ta...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 14:33:00 GMT

a breech of writers block

it was the kind of day where sitting in the sun is too hot but the shade made you shiver. the cool breeze brazed her skin as she sat curled up in a good book. Becoming increasingly enraptured in the b...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 12:39:00 GMT

if you know where you are headed....

Tonight, today, these past days i saw it. The golden ticket. The gate to my life. I have built the bridge between the past and the future and i'm traveling with my head held high, my feet straight and...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 22:24:00 GMT

raindrops keeping falling on my head.

the rain came down on my unprotected head like a wave crashing against the rocks, as i stood there. Washing the ideas of who i was and who i was to become away. A person of inbetween hope and reality....
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 11:00:00 GMT

let freedom ring.

freedom!!!!   haha so i've moved into my little apartment in north adams for the summer. thank god. it's kind of dull and i'm a little upset that the people i was stealing wifi from caught on so ...
Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 21:36:00 GMT