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BASICS

Height:159 cm - 163 cm (5'3" - 5'4")
Weight:56 Kg - 59 Kg (121 lbs - 130 lbs)
Birthday:April 30, 1991
Dating:Single and not looking
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Westbank, Okanagan, British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:09:15am | Sep 18, '03
Profile Updated:11:20am | Dec 17, '09
Last Active:12:01pm | Jul 07, '08

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Poetry, Romance
Movies:Comedy, Drama, Romantic Comedies, Teen
Art:Acting, Doodling, Journal Writing, Photography, Pottery, Singing, Song Writing
Animals/Pets:Cats, Dogs, Fish, Rodents
Music:Alternative, Classic Rock, Country, Emo, Hip-Hop, Indie, Jazz, Punk, R & B, Rap, Rock, Soul, Techno, Acoustic
Sports:Snowboarding, Soccer
Activities:Clubbing, Cooking, Drinking, Karaoke, Listening to music, Partying, Shopping, Traveling
Outdoor:Camping, Suntanning, Traveling

HOW I ROLL






Music Is My Life
The Music Life.
Is The Life For
Me
So What I Sing;



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(¸.·´ (¸.·´
Turn [it] up
[random rap]
[the odd punk/''emo'']
[soul,vocal]
[music]

I
I
I
I
I
I
v
RIP
Shannon Kuhner.
Shall her note play on
R.I.P
Uncle mike
Let your spirt soar
R.I.P
Chad .c.
they say the good die young




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HER HEARTS IN WINFIELD




IN THE EASY SILENCE THAT YOU MAKE FOR ME




soccer+snowboarding=passion




promise me every time it rain's you'll think of me ;


Her Hearts In Winfield and,Her Souls In Gravelbourg But, she Loves Someone that is never there
Blog Much?

Come What May


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NO DICE




Life
hard drugs;
Fighting
[i]
hate how i miss him]
[ihatemissingher]
random peices of hair.on peoples clothes
ihatehow yourmy bestfriend and you treat me like shit.
but ill always love you and i dont know why;
ihatehow ill always love him*
BAD PEOPLE
i hate how i miss gravelbourg so much (L)
Remember when getting high meant
swinging at the playgrounds?
The worst thing you could get from
a boy was cooties. Race issues were
who could run the fastest. The only thing
you smoked were the tires on your bike.
Fights between best friends were over who
got the last cupcake. Life was so simple and
carefree, but the thing I remember the
most was wanting to grow up...

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10:23pm | Aug 13, '06 | No Comments

Sittin' At A Bar Lyrics



Bar tender I really did it this time
Broke my parole to have a good time
When I got home it was 6 a.m.
The door was locked so I kicked it in
She was trippin' on the bills
I think she was high on some pills
She through my shit out into the yard
The she called me a bum and slapped me real hard
And in my drunkin' stooper
I did what I should of never done
Now I'm sittin' here talking to you
Drunk and on the run

I'm sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

You know mo I'll probably get ten years
So just give me beers til they get here
Yeah I know the sun is comin' up
And ya'll are probably gettin' ready for closin' up
But I'm trying to drown my soul
I'm tired of this life on a dirt road
And everythang that I love is gone
And I'm tired of hangin' on

She got me sittin' at a bar on the in