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Name: Andrea
Location: United States
Birthday: 4/10/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: percussion,(yeah go pit!) traveling,researching social behaviors on my free time(lol) writing poetry + stories, gettin wit my inner chi, drumline, marching band, staying up late, sleeping in late, eating special K bars yum, riding my bike with my eyes closed, purposely goin out in the rain, cooking as best as I can, playing sims on my computer, drumset, marimba, piano, not studying, painting my toe nails, hiking on mountains, gettin my hands dirty, toturing my bunny, going to the movies, dancin to dance music in the privacy of my home, beading, gameboy advance, origami,listening to the radio in the dark, watching comedy central, playing cards, buying videos at the book store, taking pictures of scenic views, never succeeding in getting a tan, and looking to tomorrow...
Expertise: being a professional hobo
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/17/2004
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Mine, all mine alone.
It’s like dirty sewer water in my veins,
pumped with a self-loathing unlabeled.
There’s something different now.
A sensation that’s like projectile vomit.
Forgive this girl for her silence,
there’s too much to perform.
Turn around from this infantile desire,
ick, it’s a one-way street.
At what point did I become a pebble in my own shoe?
Default known, flaws calculated,
there’s a scar I couldn’t reach until now.
Aw yes, I feel it’s subtle dip on the square of my back.
No band-aid needed, it’s not a new wound.
Now what?
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| Distance is such a terrible thing.
I stare out into an empty parking lot and wonder where the cars are.
Reflection of self is such a destructive thing. Like a plane on autopilot that knows it’s going to hit smack into a mountain. I’m going to hit a fucking mountain. My plane is flying too low.
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| The Nashi fruit aka the pear apple
is a gift from gooood and I shall no longer keep it a secret from you. Imagine a fruit that has the crunchy texture of a perfectly fresh apple but the delicious juiciness of a pear. And it is like this EVERY SINGLE TIME without fail, you will get a perfect blend of juicy pear/apple goodness. I like to peel mine first because although the inside is godly the outside has the skin of a pear which I prefer to peel off. I DARE you to try this fruit and not fall instantly in love with it.
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| Fortune Faded from the Red Hot Chilli Peppers is a really really good song. | | |
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