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Blogs I follow
- Dreaming With Open Eyes
- Experiences From Thailand
- FONTANA'S BACKYARD
- Inkdup
- Studio 7 Teen Photography | Blog
| Location | Sacramento, CA, United States |
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| Introduction | To all those looking, you know this girl already. I am a student zapped of my energy. I am a full time minister always in search of a time slip. I am a friend expecting the impossible. I am a five dollar bill looking for one more pair of shoes. I am a woman looking for passion (in the most oddest of places, like the blue sunset over Waimea Canyon). I am a daughter seeing a friend and usually missing the crux of her story. But most of all I am someone pretending to be a person I have never met. |
| Interests | Surrounding myself with people that are constantly restoring my faith in humanity. |
| Favorite Movies | reality bites........best movie of all time |
| Favorite Music | Some plans were made and rice was thrown A house was built, a baby born How time can move both fast and slow Amazes me And so I raise my glass to symmetry To the second hand and it's accuracy To the actual size of everything The desert is the sand You can't hold it in your hand It won't bow to your demands There's no difference you can make There's no difference you can make And if it seems like an accident A collage of senselessness You aren't looking hard enough I wasn't looking hard enough An argument for consciousness The instinct of the blind insect Who makes love to the flower bed And dies in the first freeze Oh I want to learn such simple things No politics, no history Till what I want and what I need Can finally be the same I just got myself to blame Leave everything up to fate When there's choices I could make When there's choices I could make Yeah, my heart needs a polygraph Always so eager to pack my bags When I really wanna stay When I really wanna stay When I wanna stay (x4) The innocence you can't protect Each quarter note, each marble step Walk up and down that lonely treble clef Each wanting the next one Each wanting the next one to arrive Each wanting the next one Each wanting the next one to arrive An argument for consciousness The instinct of the blind insect Who never thinks not to accept it's fate That's faith, there's happiness in death You give to the next one You give to the next on down the line You give to the next one You get to the next on down the line The levity of longing that Distills each dream inside my head By morning watered down forget On silver stars I wish and wish and wish Move on to the next one Move on to the next one down the line Move on to the next one Move on to the next one down the line You get to the next one You get to the next on down the line You get to the next one You get to the next on down the line |