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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 :

I am worth $1,815,236 on HumanForSale.com
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


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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    Bg: curving in Ps


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    since august 06

    ♥ Monday, September 17, 2007 10:47 AM

    If gravity let us go
    We would all go flying
    And I'll meet you somewhere in the milky night
    Away past the satellites

    The breeze is dressed so lightly
    And it breathes onto this fire escape
    Where all our secrets melt like ice
    Leaving only water

    Night will close us down
    And change the view
    And I'll promise you what I can
    I forget myself when I'm with you
    Please remind me who I am

    Dancing like a landslide
    Swinging round the living room
    We fall like sudden rain from sullen skies
    Singing to the radio's tune

    Say my name aloud
    And make it new
    And I'll promise you what I can
    I forget myself when I'm with you
    Please remind me who I am

    Day so soon, hear all the traffic move
    The sirens all fill this room till we both have to shout
    From the road, watching the stars explode
    You and I breathe so slow
    How strange the sound

    ---

    I've given up on everyone it seems
    Do I take hold and take our memories

    Bodies on the outside baby
    Bodies on the inside baby

    Is it something i said
    There's a lock in my heart
    There's a line down my eye

    I'm sick of feeling this way
    My body is ok
    You only give what you can
    To my emotions

    Bodies on the outside baby
    Bodies on the inside baby

    Calling out
    I'm calling out for you