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Sara ღBLWC

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About Me

♣ I'm pretty rock 'n roll, you just don't know me. ♣
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My Interests

love red wine, wish i could be another person, can't face the truth, love animals more than people, melodramatic, think elephants and geese are a symbol of my mother, would rather save up my money for tattoos than for emergencies.

I'd like to meet:



Music:

"You waltz around the room with a glaze in your stare In your tuxedo suit I'll give it a name Lower defenses I'll Lower the casket Open the door, open the grave Murder Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer (Doing the waltz with your murderer) You waltz around the room with a glaze in your stare In your tuxedo suit I'll give it a name Lower defenses I'll Lower the casket Open the door, open the grave Mediocrity is the killer You find yourself helpless Christ is not a fashion, fleeting away Fashion, fashion, fashion He laid emeralds in her eyes Oh, but I'd already tried A bracelet made of gold And scarlet thread around her wrist Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs Oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss And we painted crooked lines But we danced in perfect time To a love so much refined We know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief we've known before But never quite like this Never quite like this All I know now is regret It follows like a silhouette on the cobbelstone behind me But she has nothing left to say except to innocently ask A voice delicate as glass Do you see me when we pass? But I, I continue on my way"

Movies:



Television:

"THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO, before the dawn of man as we knew him, there was Sir Santa of Claus, an ape-like creature making crude and pointless toys out of dinobones and his own waste, hurling them at chimp-like creatures with crinkled hands regardless of how they behaved the previous year. These so-called "toys" were buried as witches, and defecated upon, and hurled at predators when wakened by the searing grunts of children. It wasn't a holly jolly Christmas that year. For many were killed."

Books:

The greatest thing that has happened to me:Check my blog for some of the quotes I found helpful if you're interested.

Heroes:

My mother, for her strength, courage, wisdom, and beauty.

My Blog

My New Found Glory

You can not get what you want without being grateful for what you have now....
Posted by Sara æBLWC on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 08:39:00 PST