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About Me

i've got these
Dark shades -
be melting in your mouth,
you want to give a little pout,
hopin' the sun will love your skin.
wide hips, you know your baby love this,
got those curves God just kissed;
touching beauty with these hands.

recently, i've been rockin' peasantLove,

and, i have a feeling so ridiculously liberating it can't even hold me in contentment.
call me out, call me selfish when i say
peace isn't enough.
i've got hunger as my spice
and keep variety as my seasoning.

p.s. i've been writing a fuck load again. holding my pen to paper with relish, too.

My Interests

What's in a Name? that which we call a Rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet...

life is just like a container of jelly beans...we all like to categorize everything and section them off by flavor in ice cube trays...or may be i'm just a little ridiculous for doing such things.

I'd like to meet:

my nerd; something more than "you be boy and i'll be girl."

funfunfun.sillysillysilly.FUCK YES, we'll kick it kindadealio? and, we'll have a grand ol' time.

Music:

"if i ever die of a heart attack, i hope it will be from playing my stereo too loud. "

yum.

Movies:

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, fight club. likesalot.

Television:

family guy, HEROES, flight of the conchords, south park, intervention. daily show. TV NEEDS LESS GARBAGE NOW.

Books:

HELLA.

Heroes:

all who are afraid to love but do it anyway.

My Blog

My Mother Always Wanted Me to Write a Book...

My mother always pushed me to write a book. So, what better time to start a fucking book that I never wanted and always wanted to write than while I..m sitting here during a 10-15 minute delay o...
Posted by SIR NADJA III on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 01:48:00 PST

incomplete.

(before you read this beautiful piece, i just wanna say that this is most definitely not mine. it's so beautiful and touching that i'm not even left envious, wishing i wrote something so raw an...
Posted by SIR NADJA III on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 06:03:00 PST

...these things have categories.

hostility needs to be let out.but, i'll just post a poem.Don't Gotta Return, You're Free.All that makes up love has simply turned air.In accordance to the absenceOf sensing your spice, trailing you ba...
Posted by SIR NADJA III on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 12:48:00 PST

my first blog ever!: the adventures of jona's car getting stuck in the mud.

well, ladies 'n gents. here's a story that i have been meaning to post as my first official myspace blog for a longgggg time. it took place in january, when my mom and her significant othe...
Posted by SIR NADJA III on Sat, 18 Mar 2006 01:44:00 PST