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Ameoba Wonder Bread

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About Me

Coming home from very lonely places, all of us go a little mad: whether from great personal success, or just an all-night drive, we are the sole survivors of a world no one else has ever seen. - John le Carre..START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE>
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I feel: groggy, creative, and quietly reflective
I want: an antidote to these nightmares
I am making: my way forward
I am wearing: glasses, class ring, knot ring, hoops and a stud
I am trying to decide: what i have energy for today
My best friend is: no longer in Gainesville
My favorite memory is: the night i spent with Sam C at the callahan fair with the pocket full of quarters
My worst memory is: the death of Sam C and my Grandfather
My favorite vacation place is: Johnson Shut Ins and Elephant Rock
I am: tired of not sleeping
I want to be: happy and nomadic
I try to hard to: speak and to live
My fear is: falling, twisting through the ethers of dispassion and dis-ease
My hopes are: abundant but not far-fetched
When I get older, I: want to travel everywhere possible
I look: half asleep
I enjoy: eccentricities
I HATE: ignorance and intolerance
One thing/person I love is: traveling
When I fall for someone, I: always have to hope with all my might that I won't hurt them somehow
My favorite color is: greenzies
My favorite television show is: the original CSI
A person I adore is: mi madre
A place I would go in a heartbeat is: anywhere. I love new places
The person that I'm thinking about is: someone dead, someone new, someone ..who is currently sleeping iny my sweatshirt hood...
I love the way: cold air pierces your lungs when you breath in too deeply
A vexation of mine is: touching raw meat
My favorite time is: winter and that late late night/early early morning time span
Summer time is: way to fucking hot for sanity
My life is: louder
After school, I: will hopefully travel
I am a: lussus naturae
One thing I can't live without is: creativity and spontaneity
I: am incredibly clumsy
I'm trying to: WAKE UP
It hurts when: feelings aren't returned and such things are said
Like my father always says;: 'never assume, you make an ass out of u and me'
The hardest thing I've ever had to do was: stand in that hospital room watching the colour and laughter die
I NEED: something I have yet to identify
Before I go to bed, I: say goodnight to the people that can't hear me
The first thing I do in the morning is: feed Jedi, Ray-Ray, Tucker, Zia, Growl, take meds, and get Delilha out.
The best thing about life: is laughing so hard you cry and your sides hurt and your cheeks are sore from smiling so much
I never knew that: I'd be where I am
My lucky number is: not 3 or 7 or multiples thereof
My room is: enjoyable for once
I can't: remember the last time i felt so good physically
I love going to: new places and old places, bittersweet places and everything in between, on top and underneath
I cry when: I realize how much people care for me
Something that makes me smile is: the cold and wind
It's: a time of hope and possibility, no more compromises.
I love the movie: GONE IN 60 SECONDS and Wall-E
This survey is: allowing me to further procrastinate
I am feeling: worn out, creative, quiet
Love is: old and weathered and beyond it all now
Traveling is: wonderful
Whores are: desperate for correction
It is time to: let the helium fly
I am wearing: workout shorts, tank top and gator hoodie
I'm pissed off because: people find my fear of balloons funny..
Something about a person that turns me on is: humour and hands and tattoos
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Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 16:38:00 GMT

cutting out the victories of birds

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red ribbons and dark oceans

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Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 19:27:00 GMT

It’s summer time, kids...

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Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 12:09:00 GMT

Number One Bus to Downtown

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Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 19:14:00 GMT

Blue Eyes

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Posted by on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 12:53:00 GMT

Ballyvaughan

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Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 10:15:00 GMT

Roomates and Atom Bombs....?

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Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 08:02:00 GMT

This earth has left its dirt on me

These tired ghosts that haunt my nights, Mistakes of my own making,When I depart at day's first light,It's them I won't be taking,If I'm to leave this place I love, I'll harbor no regret,I cannot wait...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 11:35:00 GMT