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...a writer of fictions

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About Me

i have nailbiter fingernails.i play music.i write.sometimes i spit when i talk.i talk to myself.i sing when i walk.i don't wash my hair much.i wear the same jeans everyday.i have brown eyes.i like pizza.i wish i had a puppy.i like to ride bikes.one of my favorite colors is red.i'm a realist.i have a mouth worse than a sailor.i have fucked up teeth.i say what i think and feel and i don't care what you think or how you feel about it.one of my favorite places is Santa Cruz, CA.i hate snow.i used to live in a stationwagon.half the time i'm not content.the other half, i am.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

genuine people, Giovanni Ribisi

My Blog

when i was down there

a thousand miles to see you and you run back to him just last night you were saying what he did made you sick who are you trying to kid?   i just want to be content.  i need to take these bo...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 11:35:00 GMT

sincerely

no matter the decisionthe ruling standsyou will suffer severly fromcheap shots and backstabs
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 14:31:00 GMT

we dream a million dreams

i trace your shadow, with my finger, in the airon the wall where you're standing, your silhouette come lay with meopen up your heart and stay in meclose your eyesand dream with me between me and youan...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 14:03:00 GMT

you're the reason i have reason

here i am, waitingfor you, i am here, waitingi'll always wait for youi'm waitingyour eyes, when i look into themwarm me like the sun in the skyyour hands move meas if mine were tiedyour heart fills my...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:25:00 GMT

a sea of dead leaves

you sucked my lips into your lungsi let go and you were gonethe clouds split the sky,down shone the suni was kicking in a sea of dead leavesfighting my way to the top through broken limbs of trees and...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:22:00 GMT

blood brother

i saw your funeral procession drive pastthat day we saved the best for lastremember when we raced to the top of the hill?we were kings of the worldthe only sunshine was spotlighting uswith our secret ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:17:00 GMT

of you and me

there was green and things and human errorwhen we shed our summer skinwe closed our eyes and disappearedand that's when we found thereour minds had taken a hiketo go get clear, they'll be back in time...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:11:00 GMT