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Peaceness

BASICS

Height:174 cm - 178 cm (5'9" - 5'10")
Weight:65 Kg - 68 Kg (141 lbs - 150 lbs)
Birthday:December 28, 1990
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Long term
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Guatemala, North America, World
Join Date:08:58pm | Jan 21, '06
Last Active:03:41pm | Sep 25, '10

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STUFFS...







Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are. People are going to talk about you, especially when they envy you and the life you live, let them....you affected their lives, but they didn't affect yours.

















You Know You Live In Vancouver When...

Your co-worker has 8 body piercings and none are visible.
You make over $250,000 a year and still can't afford a house.
You take the bus and are shocked to hear two people carrying on a conversation in English.
You own winter boots but never use them.
You know more than 10 ways to order coffee.
You know how to pronounce Coquihalla.
Your hairdresser is straight, your plumber is gay, and your next-door neighbour grows weed.
You car insurance costs as much as your house payment.
You can tell the difference between Japanese, Thai, and Chinese food.
You're sure that you're the only one on the road with a real driver's licence.
You don't even listen when the forecast announces "chance of showers."
The more expensive the car, the worse the driver.
You feel guilty when you throw paper or aluminum cans in the garbage.
You can't remember: is pot still illegal?
If there's a day of snowfall, you consider not going to school or work.
You realize there are far more Rainbow flags in the city than Canadian flags.
You can name 10 Mcdonalds locations in less than a minute.
You don't even blink at the same sex couple holding hands on the street, but it shocks you when you meet a couple married for 40 years










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.+.I’m not a bitch ... I just like being rude.+.
I'm not a sinner ... I just cant do anything right
.+.I'm not depressed ... I'm just always sad.+.
I'm not crying ...my eyes are just full of tears
.+.I’m not living ... I just keep breathing.+.
I'm not stupid ... I just don’t get it
.+.I’m not trying ... I’ve already given up.+.
I'm not weird ... I'm just different
.+.I'm not a rebel ... I just don’t take orders.+.
I'm not a believer ... I’ve already lost hope
.+.I'm not a punk ... I just act like myself.+.
I'm not a fuck up ... I just make mistakes
.+.I'm not beautiful ... it's only skin deep.+.
I'm not immature ... I'm just growing up
.+.I'm not a quitter ... I just stop and re-think.+.
I'm not laughing ... I need to smile first
.+.I'm not perfect ... I don’t want to be.+.
I'm not ignoring ... I just choose not to listen
.+.I'm not a gossip ... I have my own life.+.
I'm not pessimistic ... I just don’t get my hopes up
.+.I'm not impatient ... I just don’t like to wait.+.
I'm not opinionated ... I just voice what I think
.+.I'm not questioning ... I just have my doubts.+.
I'm not hiding ... I just want to disappear



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You my friend have offiially been hacked by the one and only Sara
Love you forever and always
And bitch! You stole my word =)
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POEMS...

This is just where im going to be posting some of my better poems, read them if you want to, and if you want to give me some feedback on them i'd really appreciate it...thanks!


Somewhere

Somewhere in this darkened hole
There must be a soul
Somewhere in this cruel land
There must be a man
Someone who can hold me tight
Keep me safe from that good night
Someone to whisper in my ear
It’s all okay, I love you, dear
He would always love me so
Stay with me and never go
He would help me through rough times
Free my trapped soul from these rhymes
He’ll bandage up my bleeding wrists
Dry my tears and sweetly kiss
He’ll love me ‘til the hurt runs free
Probing deep inside of me
My deepest secret I’ll never hide
Wait for him, the time I’ll bide
For when he comes I’ll be content
The forever I’ve waited was well-spent
Loved.

It holds you spellbound, breathless,
Begging for more.
Wild and free.
The intention is there.
The expression on your face.
Random.
Special.
Never breaking.
Playing tricks with your smile.
Imagination runs wild.
Slow down.
No, keep going.
Walk the mile together.
Duality is there: 2 become 1.
Fairy tales can come true...
Both being so close.
Loved.
10,000 times and again.
Black Hearts

Black.
Everything’s black.
The clothes, the hearts, the minds.
All except the priest’s robe
And the box before them.

No one says a word.
The priest drones on and on.
The flies drone on and on.
The sun beats down.
Still no one cares.

As the box is lowered
And black earth covers white
There are muffled sobs.
Everyone looks for tissue.
Tears roll. They don’t change a thing.

It hurts. Too much.
And it will happen again.
As he is lowered, the spirits of the yard
Welcome him.
He will never live again.

Still no one speaks.
No one moves.
A sniffle, the only sound echoing.
All stand still, weeping.
Still as the black stones around them.
Mother Says

Mother says
No falling in the abyss
But
She doesn’t understand
Just how easy this is.
One wrong step
One bad choice
One blink of an eye
And you are suddenly
Out of control
Of your life.
It’s no longer yours
To control.
And it’s tempting
The abyss
With all its colours
And sparkly things
People turning into balloons
Floating away
Buildings dancing
In the wind
Beer bottles
In the sky
But what does it mean?
In this chaos
Everything is beautiful
No matter how butt-ugly
Something may be
It’s still beautiful
That means
In chaos
In the abyss
I might fit in.
Does this mean I should
Not answer
To Mother
When she calls me back?
Just walk away
Melt away into colours
And shapes
Out of her life
And into mine?
Or should I answer back
Tell her I’m ok
And I’ll be home by ten.
Mirror, Mirror

Spiderweb cracks
Across glass
Bloody hands
Sits on the floor
Sobs
Discarded clothes
Next to her
No belt
No tricks
No one else there
Her
The mirror
Her worst enemy
Showing her for
What she really is
Revealing all secrets
Nowhere to hide
In the game of seek
Nowhere to run
In the game of tag
Cornered
In her own round room