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thegirlwhosoldtheworld
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Name: Leesa
Birthday: 6/25/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Yaoi/slash, slash roleplay, reading, writing, drawing, video games, music, movies, webdesign, Asian BJDs. Some other stuff, yah.
Expertise: Writing and roleplay, probably. Can you be an expert reader? Maybe... I wouldn't say I'm an expert artist, but wouldn't it be nice to say so? I try, at least, that's gotta be worth something.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM: my paper wing
Member Since:
11/23/2004
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| Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Ohhh how how how, you�re a rock �n� roll suicide
You�re too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clocks waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe but you don�t eat when you�ve lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you�re a rock �n� roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don�t let the sun blast your shadow
Don�t let the milk float ride your mind
You�re so natural - religiously unkind
Oh no love! you�re not alone
You�re watching yourself but you�re too unfair
You got your head all tangled up but if I could only
Make you care
Oh no love! you�re not alone
No matter what or who you�ve been
No matter when or where you�ve seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I�ve had my share, I�ll help you with the pain
You�re not alone
Just turn on with me and you�re not alone
Let�s turn on with me and you�re not alone (wonderful)
Let�s turn on and be not alone (wonderful)
Gimme your hands cause you�re wonderful (wonderful)
Gimme your hands cause you�re wonderful (wonderful)
i have finally joined the masses. i, darlings, am the owner of ziggy, my new cellphone.
9084193076.
hello. you know you want to call me. | | |
| I've got a little babe
With jewels upon her lip
I've got a little babe
With jewels upon her lip
Her hair's like a river
It's fast and slowly drips
She bathes in thunder
The elves are under her
She bathes in thunder
The elves are under her
She walks the wind
And has a panther
With silver fur
Her thoughts are gold
Her eyes electric blue
Her thoughts are gold
Her eyes electric blue
She sleeps upon the dreams
Of me and you.
blargh. not doing anything. this would have been a post but bastedo
is calling us. i don't want to be called. i want to go home. ;O;
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| did you expect it all stop
at the wave of your hand
like the sun's just gonna drop
if it's night you demand
well in the dark we're just air
so the house might dissolve
once we're gone who's gonna care
if we were ever here at all
well summer's gonna come
it's gonna cloud our eyes again
no need to focus when there's nothing that's worth seeing
so we trade liquor for blood
in an attempt to tip the scales
i think you lost what you loved
in that mess of details
it seemed so important at the time
now you can't even recall
any name, spaces aligned
it's more the feeling of it all
well winter's gonna end
i'm gonna clean these veins again
so close to dying that i finally can start living
giftmas shopping coming up. oy. i'd totally get this (http://www.entertainmentearth.com/prodinfo.asp?number=TM33949&variation;=≶=1&) for my brother if it weren't like almost $200. that's more than one whole paycheck. oh, well. something else, then.
diamonds earrings split with my dad for my mom.
some book for my grandmother.
some corny statue of some horny comic book lady for my dad, the pervert. can be easily retrieved from the comic book store by papa vito's in rahway.
i think perhaps i will hire an exorcist for my brother. more specifically, to exorcise his demonic children. thank jeebus i'm childfree. come on legal age, my tubes want some tying. | | |
| as black as the night can get
everything is safer now
there's always a way to forget
once you learn to find a way how
in the blur of serenity
where did everything get lost?
the flowers of naivete
buried in a layer of frost
the smell of sunshine
i remember sometime
thought he had it all before they called his bluff
found out that his skin just wasn't thick enough
wanted to go back to how it was before
thought he lost everything then he lost a whole lot more
a fool's devotion
swallowed up in empty space
the tears of regret
frozen to the side of his face
the smell of sunshine
i remember some time
i've done all i can do
could i please come with you?
sweet smell of sunshine
i remember sometime
my spine hurts. | | |
| oy. it took me forever just to figure out how to make a new post. damn you, xanga! ::shakes fist::
anyway, i begged my mother to let me stay home and, ha! she did. mostly because i hadn't done ANY of my homework. the resources i needed for research, my history outlines, the essay i need to make up. i don't know why i've been so out of it these past two weeks. i think it might have a little bit to do with me starting swimming, but the first day i swam was last thursday so that isn't much of an excuse. oh, well... i just hope that when we get back from thanksgiving vacation i'll be back on track. i hate the feeling of not having things done.
so, today, hm, what should i do... clean up my room, number one. ew, it's like a cess pool in here. catch up on my <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org">nanowrimo</a>... well, maybe not catch up but at least try and write my ass off. i'm so far behind. i have to write 40k from now until the end of the month. i've got everything outlined from now up until that point, i just need to WRITE it. oy.
but before all of that... the naruto episode i downloaded last night. :3 mm, kakashi. | | |
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