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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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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


话




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

    ♥ Monday, August 20, 2007 1:02 PM

    I don't wanna hear you tell yourself
    That these feelings are in the past
    You know it doesn't mean they're off the shelf
    Because pain is built to last
    Everybody sails alone
    But we can travel side by side
    Even if you fail
    You know that no one really minds

    Come over here lady
    Let me wipe your tears away
    Come a little nearer
    Cos you'll heal over
    Heal over
    Heal over someday

    Don't hold on but don't let go
    I know it's so hard
    You've got to try to trust yourself
    I know it's so hard

    Come over here lady
    Let me wipe your tears away
    Come a little nearer
    Cos you'll heal over
    Heal over
    Heal over someday

    ---

    Why can't I get it right
    I just can't let it go
    I opened up, he let me down, I won't feel that no more
    I've got memories
    This is crazy

    And I really hope you still want me the way I want you

    Don't mean to take it out on you baby but I can't help it
    Cos my heart is in the same old condition that you left it
    And you
    You apologize
    For making me cry
    Look me in the eye and tell me you won't do it again

    I don't wanna be stuck up in this cold, cold world