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A Fairy Tale Life, Without the Happily Ever After

About Me

Hi.
I'm Chanda.
I'm seventeen.
I've lived in Michigan my whole life.
I read.
And write.
Life is a book. And a song.
And a fairy tale.
I'm lucky.
I sing when no one's listening.
And you could know everything there is to know about me, and I'll still surprise you.
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Your Eyes Should Be Hazel
Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality
What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation What Color Should Your Eyes Be?
You Have a Melancholic Temperament
Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.
You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.
You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.
Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.
You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.
Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.
At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.
You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.
You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult. What Temperment Are You?
You Are Rain
You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming.
Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you.
You are best known for: your touch
Your dominant state: changing What Type of Weather Are You?

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Music:

"I can't imagine all the people that you know, and the places that you go, when the lights are turned down low, and I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping in between, you and your big dreams. It's always you, in my big dreams. And you tell me that it's over, wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clover, and you're restless, and I'm naked, you've gotta get out, you can't stand to see me shaking. No... could you let me go? I didn't think so. And you don't want to be here in teh future, so you say the present's just a pleasent, interruption to the past, and you don't want to look much closer, 'cause you're afraid to find out all this hope, you had sent into the sky by now had... crashed. And it did... because of me. And then you bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone, oh. And I'm sleeping in you're living room... but we don't have much room... to live. I had these dreams in them I learned to play guitar. Maybe cross the country... become a rock star. And there was hope in me that I could take you there. But damn it you're so young... well I don't think I care. And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry. Please don't think that this was easy. And then you bring me home, 'cause we both know what it's like to be alone, no. And I'm dreaming in you're living room... but we don't have much room... to live. And Konstantine is walking down the stairs. Doesn't she look good, standing in her underwear, and I was thinking, what I was thinking, we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere. My Konstantine came walking down the stairs, and all that I could do was touch her long, blonde, hair. And I've been thinking, it hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking, no they never got us anywhere, no. This is because I can spell konfusion with a 'k' and I can like it, it's to dying in anothers' arms, and why I had to try it, it's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car, when the first star you see may not be a star, I'm not your star... Isn't that what you said? What you thought this song meant? And if this is what it takes, just to lie with my mistakes, and live with what I did to you, all the hell I put you through, I always catch the clock, it's 11:11, now you wanna talk, it's not hard to dream, you'll always be my Konstantine... my Konstantine... they'll never hurt you like I do... no, they'll never hurt you like I do. No, no, no no no no no no no. This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did, hey, you know, you keep me up in bed, this is to a girl, who got into my head with all those fucked up things I did, hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me, up in bed, my Konstantine... you spin around me like a dream, we played out on this movie screen, and I said "Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? I miss you... And then you bring me home, and we'll go to sleep, but this time not alone, no no. And you'll kiss me in your living room, I know, I know you'll miss me in your living room, 'cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room, but we don't have much room, I said does anybody need that room? Because we all need a little more room... to live. My Konstantine..." -Something Corporate - Konstantine -