It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon, I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrows,if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of future pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own,if you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you can be faithful and trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your life from god's presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "YES!" It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,weary and bruised to the bone,and do what needs to be done for the children. It doesn't interest me who you are, or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,and if you truly like the company you keep in the quiet empty moments.
Which Energy Drink Are You?
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Red Bull
You are loyal and true. You are the type of person who would never sell out at any price, and would die to protect the people you love.
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What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)
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Eden
You have eden eyes. Eden is the color of water. Your eyes symbolize your great flexibility. You are a creative person. You can think of many good ways to get your point across to people as you have very good communication abilities. When someone feels down or is hurt, you have the remarkable ability to help them and heal them. If you have too little going on in your life, you may be withdrawn and depressed, timid, manipulative, unreliable, stubborn, or suspicious. Some words to describe you: peaceful, sincere, affectionate, tranquil, intuitive, trustworthy, pure, loyal, healing, and stable.
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Which Prom Dress Best Suits You?
Originality!!!!!
Alright rebel without a cause, since you are too altenative, even for this, quiz, you need something that will represent your personality. HOWEVER, remember this is a prom, not the MTV video awards, so too crazy of an outfit might get noticed, but won't gain you much else...Plus, this may be your one and only chance to feel and look girly, take advantage of it, your ripped jeans will be there when it's over...
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The Real Sex and The City Character Quiz
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Carrie
You are the narrator of your clique. You seem to make sense of what you and your friends experience together and apply it to the larger world. You love people more than anything, well maybe not more than shoes, and although you admit to being very neurotic and a bit too spontaneous at times, you are grounded and have a very good heart. You are generous with your time and money, and maintain your youthful dream for prince charming.
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What Were You In A Past Life?
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Poet
You were quite the introverted one, misunderstood and alone in your thoughts. You would stay up to three o clock in the morning with your pen, sharing your dreams and losses with your beloved journal. Your poems were inspiring mostly to your love interests. Your words were your weapon...weapon of love, that is.
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