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Funny Videos Layout Provided by MyEasyGen.com !Watch for sticks and stones Stumbling blocks in piles Life is one big road Miles on top of miles So blessed be the soul That always remains a child And most people don't even smile There's a natural mystic Blowing in tru the air So keep it realistic And always be aware The truth is crying out And it's so loud and so clear But most people won't even hear Spiritual pollution is in the atmosphere And with so much confusion Can one be happy here??

My Interests

My sexy boyfriend Dwight, My best friend Crystal Meth, Creative Writing, "Badass" Music, Roses and Lilies, Hawaii, Weird Clothing, Lip Rings, Ninjas, snuggling, Sex on the beach, Giggling, Mordakai Son of Lazar,Daydreaming, Bad Poetry, Beach, Huge Sunglasses, Taking pictures, Running at night, glow sticks, Breaking rules, underage drinking, illegal drugs, illigitimate chliden?, smoking cigarettes, being trearted like a princess, and Jah.

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My Blog

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Dont read this unless your really really bored Nauseated, I sit back and count the seconds as they pass like minuets. My life is one big clock slowly ticking away until it runs out of batteries...
Posted by Delcie Rose on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 03:50:00 PST

old story

thought i would post this so i always have it. Delcie Rose BarrJanuary 12th, 2003Sophmore EnglishTHE AWAKENING The beeping of her alarm clock pierced through the s...
Posted by Delcie Rose on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 03:42:00 PST

dumb assignment

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Posted by Delcie Rose on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 12:25:00 PST

So painful that it could be love

He took my hand and pulled it to his chest. A rapid pulsing pressed against my hand, quicker then my own, irregular, amazing. "Do you feel that?" he said. How could I not. It was like hi...
Posted by Delcie Rose on Sun, 17 Sep 2006 12:42:00 PST