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About Me


“And barefoot or first thing in the morning, I feel beautiful. Because I feel like me. I didn't always feel that way, but I feel that way now. When somebody just loves you, and when you make somebody happy, when your presence seems to make them happy, you suddenly feel like the most beautiful person in the world.”
-Angelina Jolie

my name is erin, i guess that's how i should start this? i live for sunshine, and days at the beach with friends. campfires, peach-raspberry coolers, and the smell of suntan lotion. curling up with my dog and a good book. soulmates, hugging, kissing, and holding hands. random adventures and trampolines. when it gets right down to the nitty gritty, my life revolves around animals, especially the left-over ones, the pathetic awful ugly ones that nobody except me would ever want. i hate talking about my feelings. when i'm angry, i get aggressive, and when i'm stressed, i default to sleep. it makes my soul smile to sing obnoxiously loudly and wiggle my bum at people. if you play acoustic guitar, you have my full and undivided attention (not to mention compete adoration) for as long as you keep strumming. i have a huge respect for anyone who can take a good picture, black and white is best. christmastime is magical, i love everything about that, too. cliff-diving is gold. i have no problem saying that angelina jolie is the sexiest person on the planet. i love cuddling, friends and animals alike. wrestling is always a good time. i believe in fate, to a certain extent, but am a little afraid of the possibility that someone else is controlling my destiny. cowboys and rockstars are sexy. i have slightly bizarre musical tastes that include country, acoustic alternative, some oldies, and some rock/metal. i don't know if in the grand scheme of things i'm really a "happy" person or not, but when i am happy, i try not to be in-your-face about it, nothing's worse than someone's who's really enthusiastic about the fact that they're better than you. i only go for runs when it's raining outside. i hate wearing pants or socks, both are completely unnecessary. i love to read a lot more than most, it's past-time i always make time for. i wish i was less emotionally-driven, and more logical. i believe in god, even though it doesn't seem like the "cool" thing to do anymore. i wish things made sense all the time. i want my eyebrow pierced again desperately, and i'd like my nipples done, too. i don't have a lot of friends, but the ones i do are like my family, and i wouldn't hesitate to lay down my life for them. i've been told that i'm sort of difficult to label, which i guess is a good thing. i try not to be judgemental, but don't we all? i really want to be a pirate when i grow up, but i think i'll be an animal health technologist instead. as a general rule, i don't let people see me without my black eyeliner. i wish i had artistic talent. apparently, i'm stubborn. i generally try to take the easy way out of things. i can't live without regular afternoon naps. i'd like to say that i'm not a hopeless romantic, but when it comes down to it, i clearly am. i think about my forever happily ever after every single day. i'm always cold, and am never wearing as much clothing as i should be to stay comfortable. i had a crush on michaelangelo the ninja turtle for years as a child. when i want attention, i ask for it. and i live my life to experience absolutely everything i can before i die. take me horse-back riding, and i'll love you forever. the end.
"So I walk like I’m on a mission
I got more and more to do
I got less and less to prove
It took me too long to realize
That I don’t take good pictures
Cuz I have the kind of beauty
That moves"
-Ani DiFranco

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Johnny Knoxville, Bam Margera, and Ryan Dunn.

My Blog

answer ready

ask her three questionsno guidelinesjust three simple questions
Posted by on Sun, 12 Mar 2006 15:22:00 GMT

a high and lonely destiny

SIX MORE DAYS UNTIL KISS-MOOSE! /does a jig/I love Christmas... I only hope that I have enough time to do all the Christmas-ey things that I want to get done before then. Friday night was AWESOME, I s...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Dec 2005 17:55:00 GMT

a blossom is as soft as a butterfly wing.

robin left her cup here, that's what it says on it.i've decided that i like the way my ponytail swings when i walk. perhaps someone will fall in love with me because of that. or perhaps someone alread...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 20:07:00 GMT

vascular dementia

she told me this morning that last night she couldn't sleepbecause aunty betty had called the nurse's station and told them not to give her anymore oxygen. she says she could hear the footsteps of the...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jul 2005 23:30:00 GMT

don't let it get you down

Old man lyin' by the side of the roadWhere the lorries rollin' by Blue moon sinkin' from the weight of the load And the buildings scrape the sky Cold wind rippin' on the valley at dawnAnd the morning ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jul 2005 23:28:00 GMT

this describes my day.

"Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant, and she fell on me. Then it wouldn't seem quite so funny. "
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jul 2005 22:57:00 GMT

such great heights

Such Great Heights, Iron and Wine cover. (Go out and buy the Garden State soundtrack.... NOW!) I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images and When we kiss they're ...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Feb 2005 21:44:00 GMT

i think somebody put sex in the wine

perhaps it's time for me to write something that resembles a real entry, and not some half-ass poetic bullshit, something a little more real. so here goes. talked to danielle's mom for a long time to...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Feb 2005 20:35:00 GMT

depart

is it asking too much of such beauty, to leave everything behind and take me [make me, break me] with you? can you ever comprehend the distance and the space between as obsolete? can you tell...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Feb 2005 20:34:00 GMT

say it

when i close your name around my lips i seal it with a silent kiss and smile and try to hide the butterflies that part my mouth, rising from my stomach and tickling my tongue; when i say it i say...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Feb 2005 20:33:00 GMT