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: christian : brown hair : blue eyes : short : lazy : gullible : collector of sea shells : procrastinator : perfectionist : beach bum : eater-of-everything : hopeless romantic : sleeper inerer : diver : musician : optimist : poet : camper :

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How much are you worth?

there was a small chicken named Tara,
who was turned into chicken parmigiana,
to the farmers remorse,
she wasnt much of a course,
that silly chicken named Tara.
-NATE

我爱

: the beach : sunshine : pesto : diving : sudoku : sea shells : custard tarts : banana&lime shakes : stars : giraffes : sailing : wollongong : bailey's ice cream : camping : seafood : nice smiles


我恨

: cockroaches : rain : pigeons : littering : eels : burnt toast : cream






愿望

  • get a pet llama
  • dive with seals
  • beat the asians in Mandarin
  • be able to open a bottle with my belly button
  • see a play at the sydney opera house
  • jump into a pool of jelly

  • 朋友

    daniel
    deberino-blah
    dionne
    dot
    ling
    mark
    matt
    mei
    nathan
    nick
    peter
    renee
    son
    susu
    timmins
    yvonne
    yelitte


    谢谢

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    since august 06

    ♥ Sunday, January 07, 2007 6:48 PM


    Pretty sure I would have wrote this to you once or twice before

    …here goes again.

    You breathed infinity into my world
    And time was lost up in a cloud and in a whirl.
    We dug a hole in the cool grey earth and lay there for the night.
    Then you said, "wait for me we'll fly the wind,
    We'll grow old and you'll be stronger without them"
    But oh, now, my world is at your feet.
    I was lost and I was found, I was alive and now I've drowned.
    So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song
    So they can tell me I was wrong...

    But they weren't there beneath your stare,
    And they weren't stripped til they were bare
    Of any bindings from the world outside that room.
    And they weren't taken by the hand
    And led through fields of naked land
    Where any pre-conceived ideas were blown away...
    So I couldn't say "no".

    You sighed and I was lost in you, weeks could've past for all I knew.
    You were the blanket of the over-world and so I couldn't say,
    I wouldn't say "no".
    But they all said, "you're too young to even know,
    Just don't let it grow and you'll be stronger without him"
    But oh, now, my world is at your feet.
    I was lost and I was found, I was alive and now I've drowned.
    So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song
    So they can tell me I was wrong...

    So we put an end to it this time
    I'm no longer yours, and you're no longer mine
    You said this hill looks far too steep
    And I'm not even sure if it's me you want to keep

    You won't talk me into it next time
    If I'm going away, your heart's coming too.