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Christmas

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm Christmas. Yes. Just like the holiday. Not born in December. Born in July and every ounce of a Leo. I am a contradiction in every sense of the word. I am the strongest girl you will ever know but there are words that will make me crumble. I believe that my soul and your soul knew each other in a past life and that’s why you’re reading this right now. We were meant to cross paths. I love words. I love making them dance on the page and mixing them up so much that you can't remember who you are anymore. I don’t sleep much and would never dream of doing so. I will talk the fuck out of you and live to make your head spin....I love to kiss and I’ll do it so hard your eyes pop out of your face and you will finally...and for the first time…REALLY see me. I am more than the cells beneath my skin. I am special because knowing me will make you second guess everything you ever thought you knew about yourself… .. ..

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

The Dalai Lama. Martin Scorsese. Daisuku Ikeda. The person who invented the felt tip pen...so I can french kiss them.

My Blog

For you...

She likes it when I whisper her name&Perhaps it's the low airy twist of my voice that catches her off guard  or maybe it's just the vast contrast between the whisper and the scream muffled by a white...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 21:26:00 GMT

Untitiled for today

Come bundle in the crux between my jaw bone and shoulder Live there&for tonight Messed hair, tired eyes, familiar breath Curl up You are getting sleepy Knee bones to chest plate Eyelids heavier now t...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 17:57:00 GMT

An old (appropriate) poem

If youre gonna cut me, make it count Dont just scribble your name across my chest Engrave it in my fucking heart Start now Dont leave me hanging Waiting like the sad misshapen xmas trees At the lot on...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 14:18:00 GMT

struck

Pry them openTooth pick, chop stick, match stick  no matterLace your lashes around something sharp enoughTo detour blacknessSee me for what I amA contradictionWounded beyond pep boy's realm
Posted by on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 15:29:00 GMT