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Name: Mia
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Birthday: 8/16/1983
Gender: Female


Interests: I play guitar. sing. write poetry and songs. act paint. dance. get crazy. and obsess. oh yeah and think about god and try to figure out what exactly it is, doing, meaning saying. yeah, you'll hear me talk alot about Jebus and the forty theives. and some other cool dudes.
Expertise: being alone.


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Member Since: 3/18/2005

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Friday, March 18, 2005

Okay, so todays today, and like everyday it never really ends theres just this like object in the sky that we are all mezmurized(I don't spell. I say it's bad for poetry(to spell correctly) but really I just don't spell) by and when it goes away we all look at each other and say, thats the end. thats it. no more today.
but seriously. having dreams about sex and jizzing your bed, or waking up to a puddle of blood? what would you rather be awakened to? besides the having sex with chicks... I'd say I'd rather have a weenus. oh, lord! but isn't cool waking up feeling like the anti-christ with the evidense of a future spawn sifting through your sheets and permanantly stationing itself deep within your bed. Where in the collection of endless angst creates a cacoon where in thoughts like this are birthed," its to damn bad you can't dry clean a mattress, hell I'd take it to them asians acros' the street." (now as contriversial as that sounds... I have nothing against asian people and I donnot believe that they only wash clothes, unlike ambercrombie and fitch.)