*aichaCoCo*
63, Female, Cowichan Valley
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September 08, 2008These are pictures Nexopia has moved into the gallery when we updated our picture system.
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BASICS
| Height: | 164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6") |
| Weight: | 46 Kg - 50 Kg (101 lbs - 110 lbs) |
| Birthday: | July 13, 1948 |
| Sexual Orientation: | Bisexual/Open-Minded |
| Dating: | Long term |
| Location: | Cowichan Valley, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada |
| Profile Updated: | 11:55am | Dec 16, '09 |
| Last Active: | 09:00pm | Mar 18, '11 |
INTERESTS
| Reading Material: | Comic books, Fiction, Humor, Magazines, Mysteries, Myths and Legends |
| Movies: | Action, Anime, Classic, Comedy, Historical dramas, Horror, Musicals, Psychological Thrillers, Westerns |
| Art: | Acting, Body Art, Journal Writing, Photography, Singing, Writing |
| Animals/Pets: | Birds, Cats, Dogs, Farm Animals, Fish, Horses, Rabbits, Reptiles |
| Video Games: | First person shooter, Fighting, Racing, Sports, Strategy |
| Cars: | Classics |
| Music: | Alternative, Blues, Classic Rock, Classical, Death Metal, Drum & Bass, Electronica, Emo, Folk, Funk, Garage, Goth, Hardcore, Hip-Hop, House, Industrial, Jazz, Metal, Punk, R & B, Rap, Reggae, Rock, Soul, Techno, Trance, World, Acoustic, Salsa, Breakbeat |
| Sports: | Basketball, Boxing, Dance (competitive), Figure Skating, Football (American), Golf, Gymnastics, Hiking, Hockey, Horseback Riding, Ice-skating, Jogging, Kickboxing, Lacrosse, Martial Arts, Mountain Biking, Paintball, Rock Climbing, Rollerskating, Rowing, Rugby, Running, Sailing, Scuba, Sky Diving, Snorkeling, Snowboarding, Surfing, Swimming, Tennis, Track and Field, Volleyball, Water-skiing, Windsurfing, Wrestling, Wakeboarding, Kayaking, Snowmobiling |
| Activities: | Cooking, Drinking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Pool/Billiards, Reading, Shopping, Traveling, Darts, Raving, Flailing, Dancing |
| Musical Instruments: | Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Electric Guitar, Flute, Other Drums, Piano, Saxophone, Trumpet, Violin |
| Outdoor: | Camping, Fishing, Going to the beach, Hiking, Backpacking, Exploring, Sightseeing, Traveling |
| Computers: | E-mail, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net |
ABOUT ME
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people never seem to stop to amze me.one momnent u think everything is fine and the next second ur being torn apart with rumors and gossip. Is this all this damn life or town is about if so the fuck have we done to ourselves.I wish for a change people would keep their noses into their own buisness . I feel i can trust no one with nothing. im tired of watching my friends fuck themselves around with drugs and watching people look up to those with nothin going for them.. fuck it im done ill continue to rant on and on and on . fuck this so callled world!!!!
If you could see inside of me
I wonder what you'd think.
Would you ask the question,
Oh how can this be?
This Sister so confident
Whose opinions we seek as each day is spent
Whose mind you'd love to see inside - to understand the pain she hides
Everywhere you'd see a bag.
Her heart looks like a tattered rag. Each one would hold a part of the past. I wonder how she managed to last
Last this long- I wonder how.
There's another one - I see it now. Worn and torn and tattered rags.
Oh so many - so many bags.
There's one for her sisters, and one for her brothers.
And yes, there's even one for her mother.
She carries a bag for everyone
Bears the pain - no matter what they've done.
Takes it with her wherever she goes. Her family - no ordinary Joes
This Black Woman
She loves too much
Everyone around looks for her touch
To be ready to hear her out
Explain what this life is all about.
Oh well- she loves them too much
They look to her to pick them up
They've got a problem
drop it in her cup
This Black Woman - so strong and bold
Give it to her - she's willing to hold
To hold your grief
Oh what a relief
To Hold your pain
With no disdain
She loves them to much to turn them away
So she carries it all for another day
If you could see Inside Of Me
I wonder what you'd think
Would you ask the question
Oh how can This Be?
people never seem to stop to amze me.one momnent u think everything is fine and the next second ur being torn apart with rumors and gossip. Is this all this damn life or town is about if so the fuck have we done to ourselves.I wish for a change people would keep their noses into their own buisness . I feel i can trust no one with nothing. im tired of watching my friends fuck themselves around with drugs and watching people look up to those with nothin going for them.. fuck it im done ill continue to rant on and on and on . fuck this so callled world!!!!
If you could see inside of me
I wonder what you'd think.
Would you ask the question,
Oh how can this be?
This Sister so confident
Whose opinions we seek as each day is spent
Whose mind you'd love to see inside - to understand the pain she hides
Everywhere you'd see a bag.
Her heart looks like a tattered rag. Each one would hold a part of the past. I wonder how she managed to last
Last this long- I wonder how.
There's another one - I see it now. Worn and torn and tattered rags.
Oh so many - so many bags.
There's one for her sisters, and one for her brothers.
And yes, there's even one for her mother.
She carries a bag for everyone
Bears the pain - no matter what they've done.
Takes it with her wherever she goes. Her family - no ordinary Joes
This Black Woman
She loves too much
Everyone around looks for her touch
To be ready to hear her out
Explain what this life is all about.
Oh well- she loves them too much
They look to her to pick them up
They've got a problem
drop it in her cup
This Black Woman - so strong and bold
Give it to her - she's willing to hold
To hold your grief
Oh what a relief
To Hold your pain
With no disdain
She loves them to much to turn them away
So she carries it all for another day
If you could see Inside Of Me
I wonder what you'd think
Would you ask the question
Oh how can This Be?