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margaret joan

My heart is broke. But I have some glue. Help me inhale and mend it with you -best emo druggie picku

About Me


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My Interests


horseback riding
chillen with friends
my sister who's hardcore
GOOD television
most of all...music

Music:

the killers the subways the All-American Rejects jet the frey guster arctic monkeys yeah yeah yeahs teagan and sarah teddy gieger beck satrini dandy warhols U2 john mayer jason mraz keith urban linkin park black eyed peas keane santana howie day kanye west weezer billie holiday lester young led zeppelin DANE COOK IS HILARIOUS

Movies:

Nacho Libre, School of Rock, grease, moulan rouge, chicken little, birds, italian job, mission impossible, 13 going on 30, whale rider, gas light, virtigo, north by northwest, queen of the damned, captain of the world if tomorrow(jude law), Ned Kelly, signs, the ring I and II, the skeleton key, napolian dynomite, LOTR trilogy, etc.

Television:

verconica mars. bitches

Books:

looooove em.

Heroes:

MY BEST FREINDS FOREVER! ELIEEN MY BESTEST COUSIN! MAUREEN MY SPICY IRISH WOMAN! MARY KATE MY OFF-THE-WALL SPONTANEOUS GURL! KERRY MY PUNK NERD QUEEN!!!!!! LOVE YOU ALL TO DEATH

My Blog

I woke up because I wanted to feel free poem

I woke up because I wanted to feel free and live life for me and just me. Not just for any neighbor or stranger, but so I could finally feel the danger. I want to see what I can see and be what I can...
Posted by magdaline on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 01:09:00 PST

a poem of happiness

A delicate bird flutters effortlessly through the air, stopping breath with every stroke of her wings. Every feather, with its details in silver, gracefully show off her vivacious life's story. ...
Posted by magdaline on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 07:19:00 PST

more poems

Tearless Midnight I cry with no tears, because I have none left to give. They have fallen onto my pillow. I ponder into the darkness about all that I've lost, and wonder why I did; I was so ha...
Posted by magdaline on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 06:55:00 PST

MY SONG poem

My Song Soft mutters drift into my ear,   It may be the tune. familiar melody dances with my mind, whats that song? Like a trip down the road of the past, I slowly remember. Its my song. And ...
Posted by magdaline on Wed, 21 Jun 2006 01:42:00 PST

great amazing story! read

this is a convo between me and eli about nothing really. i tell  a story using pics with my own qoutes underneath the links. eli inserts some of her own responses too, but she also talking about ...
Posted by magdaline on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 06:52:00 PST

some sweet poetry

The River Slowly stopping, the tide that has flowed west for years. Slowly breaking the banks, that have never been broken, the basis of all beliefs.   Slowly but soon enough, ...
Posted by magdaline on Tue, 07 Feb 2006 02:07:00 PST

fuuny logan pics!!

logan totally checking troy out!!!! logan waving like he is still in kindergarden!!!super fexible!!! how does he do that?? he looks like he's wearing lipstick!! nice color Lo haha! veronica thought th...
Posted by magdaline on Tue, 13 Dec 2005 02:37:00 PST