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Wednesday, June 13th, 2007
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1:30 pm
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The love i felt was once a flame
Burning higher the passion came
Filling me with hope and desire
Lifting me through higher and higher
You told me lies
Helped me cry
Lied through false alibies
Now i know through bitter tears
Trusting someone is all you fear
When a love as mine came your way
you ran out with open arms to play
Now all you know is what they say
A bitter cold and lonely day
When you gave your heart to lustful women
You should've known this day would come
A woman as i loved you in all
You pushed me away and watched me fall
Now i know it was just a game
I was played by a fair name
A man will come repair the heart
That you gladly tore and ripped apart
See It wasn't your fault
completely
I was blind and gave it freely
Sincerely Shila
current mood:  drained
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| Thursday, May 31st, 2007
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11:28 am
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hmmm.... where to begin. I just got back from north carolina, where i had no internet. I stayed with my boyfriend for a while which sucked in more ways than one. it wasn't us necessarily it was more along the lines of who was living in his house, i mean my god it's bad enough having to do laundry and cook and clean for one man let alone three. Anyways sorry i haven't kept in touch with everyone.
but it's good to be home.
current mood:  sleepy
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| Monday, September 4th, 2006
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9:03 pm - My Obituary
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8:52 pm
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| Your Heart Is Red | 
You're a passionate lover - you always have a huge fire in your heart.
Too bad it's hard for you to be passionate about just one person!
Your flirting style: Outgoing and sexy
Your lucky first date: Drinks and dancing
Your dream lover: Is both stable and intense
What you bring to relationships: Honesty |
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8:44 pm - My Power Color
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| Your Power Color Is Magenta | 
At Your Highest:
You energize yourself and push others to suceed.
At Your Lowest:
You feel frustrated and totally overwhelmed.
In Love:
You are suprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet.
How You're Attractive:
Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you.
Your Eternal Question:
"What is my next source of inspiration?" |
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1:54 pm - Exotic Dancer Name
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| Exotic Dancer Name Is... | 
Zora |
*laughing* Zora will make all of your wishes come true! *laughing* mwahahahaha
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1:50 pm - My Vampire Name
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1:46 pm - My Number
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| You Are 2: The Helper |
You always put on a happy face and try to help those around you.
You're incredibly empathetic and care about everyone you know.
Able to see the good in others, you're thoughtful, warm, and sincere.
You connect with people who are charming and charismatic. |
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1:41 pm - My Celtic Horoscope
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| You Are A Hazelnut Tree | 
You're a charmer with a killer sense of humor.
You are very demanding, but you can also be very understanding.
No matter what, you always make a lasting impression - you're quite popular.
Passionate, you are an active fighter for social causes and politics.
In general, you are moody, honest, a perfectionist, and very sexual. |
current mood:  horny
current music: none
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| Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006
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5:57 pm - True Love?
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Am I good enought babe?
Can our love save?
Lives are meant to be
Your love i can see
For the other girl
Who i am not!
And will never be
True Love? Don't you see?
It doesn't exist
It cannot be
Not for you, Not for me!
current mood:  thirsty
current music: NONE
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| Friday, August 18th, 2006
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6:13 pm
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Who is your Harry Potter love match? (for girls)
Fred or George WeasleyThe practical joke was invented for people like you. You love to be surprised, and revel with a guy who has a wicked sense of humour, is always optimistic, and has the same merry disregard for rules as you.
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OH, they're so cute!
I stole this from Crystal_Cabinet
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5:59 pm - Vampire or Werewolf?
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OK, just out of curiousity, would you rather be a werewolf, or a vampire? ME, why is it always me? *rolls up into a fetal position*, lol, j/k! i would like to be both! Vampires are interesting, but so are Werewolves, what would you like to be? all comments welcome
current mood:  pleased
current music: Seether
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| Thursday, August 17th, 2006
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4:26 pm - why?
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Why must innocent people die everyday? I have wondered, and will continue to wonder these things. Why all the Murders, Rapes, and Natural Disasters happen everyday? What's the reason behind all this idiocity?
current mood:  confused
current music: peoples voices
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| Thursday, August 10th, 2006
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7:12 pm - Disturbed
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I thought that i would mention this, I had a very rough day at school. I don't want yall to feel bad for me, it's just the way it is. I won't go into what happened. I noticed that the students are still so immature, i'm thinking WTF? There were some students that didn't "fit" in, and people were laughing at them! A boy was talking and mentioned he was Bi-polar! Some didwit asked him "what's that mean" he said "it's where i have crazy mood swings, and i have a chemical inbalance in my brain" the kids smirked, and giggled. I just sat there watching them behave like fools, knowing that someday it will all come back on them three-fold.
that's all i have to say.
current mood:  moody
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| Wednesday, August 9th, 2006
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8:43 pm
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The Raven
By: Edgar Allen Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
Merely this, and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
'Tis the wind and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown
before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never- nevermore'."
But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and
door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or
devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or
devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked,
upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!
-- THE END --
current mood:  depressed
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6:48 pm
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Describe me in ONE WORD, just ONE!!!
Post it here, then repost this in your journal and see
what things people say about you! (to repost: just copy and paste it)
I stole this from Crystal_Cabinet
current mood:  crazy
current music: none
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| Tuesday, August 8th, 2006
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10:59 am - Lovers Embrace
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*WARNING*
This is adult content, and if your not mature enough to read this, then don't! This is something i thought of and thought i would share i hope you like it.
Logan had always been attracted to Natalie. She had curves in all the right places. a nice ass, small breasts that needed attention. He sighed with anticipation. He caught her scent, roses. He knew she was coming. She walked through the doorway, and gazed at him. She moistened her lush muave lips with her tongue. The blue of her dress made her eyes shine like saphire. the soft sway of her hips matched the music playing on his stereo. He felt his cock grow with anticipation of what was to come. She sat on the sofa beside him, and unlatched her high heels. She made a mental note to not ever wear the damned things again. She looked up and down Logans body, sighing with pleasure. He caught her gaze, and the soft chocolate of his eyes, so yummy. His hair was dark brown, like hers. He just had waves in his hair. Some of his tendrils were loose around his eyes. Framing a firm and perfect mouth, and lush brown eyes, worth devouring. She reached over and kissed his perfect mouth. He put his hands in her hair, and she sighed her pleasure. She rubbed his thighs, teasing his cock, that demanded attention. She heard him growl deep in his throat! She straddled his hips and sat on his erection. His tongue traced her lips, and demanded entry. she parted and he entered. Their tongues done their mating dance. Heat pooled between Natalies thighs. She started to unbutton his shirt. Once his shirt was free, she loved the dark brown hairs that trailed down, beneath his pants. He noticed where her eyes were travleling. He nudged his cock up, and she felt his impatience. She gave him a sly smile of understanding. She unbuttoned his pants, and freed him of his damnable garment. Took his boxers off, and put his cock in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around the crown of his cock, and head him moan low and throaty. That boosted her confidence, and she moved her mouth up and down his shaft. Relishing in the smooth texture, and saltiness. She felt him throb in her mouth, and a blast of saltiness filled her mouth. She swallowed it with satisfaction. His eyes lit up wit a smile, and he pushed her onto her back. He pulled her dress off, with ease. Kissed the juncture of her throat and collar bone. Her nipples were erect, and demanding attention. He pulled each of them into his mouth. Nibbled on the sensitive flesh, and she moaned her pleasure. Pulling his hair with her hands. He reached under her bottom, and started caressing her ass. His mouth moved lower, kissing her stomach, and navel. Revelling in her soft flesh. He nuzzled her sex with his teeth. His tongue rolled around her sensitive nub. She gasped, and rocked onto his tongue. He thrusted in and out, mimicking his cock. She hit her orgasm, and moaned a low feminine sigh of satisfaction. She pushed him onto his back. She stradled his hard length. He grasped her ass, and lifted her. She enveloped his cock with her hand. She opened for him. He entered her. She accepted. She started moving up and down, aggressively. His low throatry growl, gave her a boost of satisfaction. She splayed her hands on his chest. She moved up and down, and his thrusts became harder, and more agressive. They felt release coming near. His last thrust send them sky rocketing to the stars. Time was suspended, and when they floated back to earth all was peaceful. Logan stood up and lifted her off the couch. He carried her to his bedroom, and layed her on his water bed. He slipped under the sheets, and they wrapped their arms around each other. The Rose scent, and another that was all her own, filled his nose. They snuggled up.
In a lovers Embrace
current mood: devious
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9:49 am
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| You Are: 40% Dog, 60% Cat | 
You and cats have a lot in common.
You're both smart and in charge - with a good amount of attitude.
However, you do have a very playful side that occasionally comes out! |
This is kindof a fun thing to do! Try it, you may like it :p
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9:32 am - Wilted Rose
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I see you wilted in your vase
All the crimson love sucked from your face
A cold chill sweeps over my body
I know just how you feel
I ponder and think "can this be real"
This terrible loss, in my heart i feel
The pain grows more each and every day
I try but it's impossible to find my way
This heart of mine for you I pose
This cold, dry, and empty rose
For this is how my heart has turned
For you I shall always burn
You sucked the love right from my heart
From you I shall forever Part
Amen
current mood: sad
current music: None, enjoying the peace of silence
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| Monday, August 7th, 2006
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8:26 pm - Longing
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You enter into my room oh stranger
I notice the smile that plays on your face
I see in them most awesome danger
You walk towards me with such grace
I laugh because i don't know what to say
In my heart i have kept hidden, yes your love
Your mercy to me you display
It's been so long my love
Where have you strayed
All the time i've prayed
Now onto your shoulder i weep
Hoping that it's me you keep
Amen
current mood: thinking
current music: tranquil peace
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