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J a z z ll .岡村靖幸

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About Me


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Jazz.

I'm 19.
from Sydney, Australia
I want to be the person you never forget.
Family, Friends, Lovers, Poets those who crave for peace, those who live for love, the eccentric the indie, the ones who want the world for all its beauty, you Inspire Me.
Forms of life come as tears in our eye's, filled minds with thoughts of love and dreams, oh so it seems our world has forgotten that stress is overrated. peace is everlasting and you are the most beautiful person in your world.
I miss the people who changed my life, everday.Jew,Sir,trang etc + Esp Adam C and that blue sheeted pillow^^

Music Sessïðns


hok + jamie - contemporary dance.
Currently On Ipod.
..Click here To Listen To My Playlist Library.
F a v: Quote For Now.
"How happy is the blameless vessle's lot,The world forgetting, by the world forgot, Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind,Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd."-Alexander Pope.
Comment Sessions.

My Interests


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Dorian Grey



Kimono's.
japanese culture
cherry blossom tree's
sakuri/japanese/cherry (tree's)
Acoustic Sessions.
Rain & Storms

INTEREST'S....

I'd like to meet:


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Music:


Did you ever notice, that there's a certain line in every song that sticks out because it remindes you of a person that you cant forget?

Movies:


"I'm Impossible to forget, but hard to remember" - Elizabethtown.

Books:


I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library."-Jorge Luis Borges.

Heroes:


"A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is braver five minutes longer.”- Ralph Waldo Emerson.ETC...

My Blog

c r a s h: three lights and a stop sign.

I wish I had wings, I could teach my fears to fly      a                       &nb...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 09:57:00 PST

Hidden Goodbyes.

Falling Leaves and Tall grass The shades fading and glowing in particular places Lights:Hinting at spaces that i keep my secrets in. Winds danced North. And Our hair's had followed. Over the hills...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Wed, 23 May 2007 08:11:00 PST

I'm Only Fragile.

When the world becomes numb, water sips through your eyes... Emptiness begotten, and it just won't rain. I had a dream i, fell and broke. Shatters left of a former existence Soon after became tran...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Wed, 23 May 2007 08:04:00 PST

Usual Sundays

Broken pencils ....words Scattered papers Empty shelves, a full glass. Fingers lingering around the  dissolved  chocolate remains of earlier sips. "your tea is getting cold.." B...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Wed, 23 May 2007 07:56:00 PST

Three walls and a window.

strangeness overcomes  us all. the world daunts and holds and creates muscles of illusions slowly replacing the perplexed idea's of restless minds. a place..where fools are kind and the k...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 06:28:00 PST

Eyelashes pregnant with Guilt.

In the middle of know where, She builds a brick wall around herself. Raw hands, Layers of lost Fingers dug deep, she builds. Misty eye's. Foggy roads. Tears Form eyelashes, pregnant with guilt, ...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 09:18:00 PST

My dearest love, Please Die.

Stop! Don't come in.. Please go... Slides to floor Back firmly pressed against the door. My dearest love, Please die, For i feel you will surly kill me I carry these tears of mine in aching...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 08:31:00 PST

A panda On your window, dear.

There is a panda On your window dear... she has tickets to the show. There you'll find a rare breed of Siamese twins. cold skin: skin is cold Her. her aching eye's, glittering like blue glass she...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 06:06:00 PST

Sakura.

Umbrella falls Room is entered wind blew back, long black hair with a red ribbon tied to the side. small footsteps taken followed by fingertips.. one by one. touching these walls. brown sugar ca...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 08:38:00 PST

Painted Sky.

Warm Autumn's night whispers from the wind. he hears the leaves tremble fragile fingers hidden by the pockets of his golden brown coat. he walks On seduced to the sweet aroma of cinnamon.. here, his ...
Posted by J a z z ll .¡QVx on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 06:13:00 PST