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PurpleliciousStar
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Name: Theresa
Birthday: 5/5/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Television Production, Documentaries, World Peace, Diplomacy, History, Films, Dance, Drum, Photography, Computers, Languages,
Occupation: Student and Lover
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AIM:  PrpleliciousStar
Member Since:
11/29/2004
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| I'm so shackled by the desire to create
so chained by the lack of creativity
I want to
do what? | | |
| "I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained
Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults
If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall
Bold waves tumble to the season of my heart
You have offended my faith and my trust
Until all is lost into the beauty of the day
Until all is lost
(see-yeah, see-yeah)
And I think It's Lost
And there's something in the way you laugh
And it makes me feel like a child
Aspects of life they confuse me
You and your thesis amuse me
After and afternoon with you
And your rich brown eyes
Your lips and dark hair
Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward your ceiling (as we lay in bed)
After an afternoon
Face to palm
Tear to tear
And
Mouth to tongue
Heart to ground
Heart to ground
Say, "I am in love"
Say, "Heart to ground"
Say, everything
Oh, Heart
Oh, Heart
Oh, Heart to ground
I am in love"
Jason Mraz
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| I'm not a girl that plays by the rules.
No, I don't obey and I don't submit.
I will not give you my heart.
I'm not a good Christian.
I want to yell "Fuck" when it hurts,
and "Shit" when I realize...
I like to smoke.
I like to think.
Sometimes, I like to lie.
(No. That's a lie.
I never like to lie.)
I judge.
I feel judged.
But on the bases of what?
I don't flirt.
I don't care.
The connections I have...
are regretted,
or fleeting.
I don't fit in.
And I don't fit in.
I guess I'm defined by what I am not.
But...
I am not just what I am not. | | |
| It's not fair......
It hurts.
You make it hurt.
Trivially.
I allow you.
Why? | | |
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