Miranda Mae Dwyn |
So, I have found my confirmation name. Dwyn.formally known as Saint Dwynwen.She is the patron saint of lovers (expecially wale lovers ( i mean the country) but my sponser/brother has called me a whale... Posted by on Fri, 08 May 2009 18:48:00 GMT |
creeper poem (my love poem) |
Let us fare when you and IHave love as vast as the skyLike gears beginning to turn Let you reach inside my heartIn it, a blazing fire begins to burnSoon cuddeling under covers, hiding from the frostbi... Posted by on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 02:47:00 GMT |
a poem |
Tripping on broken promises and unchanging liesfaithful love destined to shift mountains, buckledoptimism building in a yearning heart diminishedhis soul abandoned the chance of happily ever aftershe ... Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 19:51:00 GMT |
How love works. |
Romantic love both exhilarates and motivates us. It is also critical to the continuation of our species. Without the attachment of romantic love, we would live in an entirely different society that mo... Posted by on Sat, 24 May 2008 05:19:00 GMT |
To my best friend |
Ashtin
Golden curls bouncing up and down
Walking down the street with her grandpa wrapped around her tiny finger
Looking for a new friend
Thats her.
Knobby Knees.
Stick straight frizzy brown hair.
Pla... Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:25:00 GMT |
prologue to regret, i was right. |
You broke my heart in twoAnd took me like a bet,with all you put me throughI have so many regrets.To lose you was worth it,although I wasn't sure,it seemed to make me happy,but still so insecure.We al... Posted by on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 20:48:00 GMT |