I was just trying to be myself, keep it your way I'll meet you in hell, it's all these secrets that I shouldnt tell I've got to get away, it's hypocritical of you, do as you say not as you do, I'll never be your perfect girl....these voices trapped inside my head tell me to run before I'm dead, chase the rainbows in my mind and I'll try to stay alive, maybe the world will know one day why wont you help me run away...
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It burns when I pee
BASICS
| Height: | 164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6") |
| Weight: | 51 Kg - 55 Kg (111 lbs - 120 lbs) |
| Birthday: | September 21, 1989 |
| Sexual Orientation: | Heterosexual |
| Dating: | Single |
| Living Situation: | Living with roommate(s) |
| Location: | Cranbrook, British Columbia, Canada |
| Join Date: | 04:50pm | Nov 18, '05 |
| Profile Updated: | 12:55pm | Dec 20, '09 |
| Last Active: | 10:03pm | Jun 06, '08 |
INTERESTS
| Reading Material: | Fantasy, Magazines, Mysteries, Poetry |
| Movies: | Action, Animated, Comedy, Horror, Independent, Psychological Thrillers, Romantic Comedies |
| Art: | Body Art, Drawing, Clothing design, Photography, Singing, Song Writing, Writing |
| Animals/Pets: | Dogs, Horses |
| Video Games: | First person shooter, Racing, Sports |
| Cars: | Nascar |
| Music: | Alternative, Classic Rock, Drum & Bass, Funk, Garage, Happy Hardcore, Hardcore, Indie, Industrial, Metal, Progressive, Punk, Rock, Techno, Trance, Acoustic, Rave |
| Sports: | Baseball, Basketball, Bicycling, Boxing, Hockey, Jogging, Paintball, Pilates, Rollerskating, Running, Scuba, Snorkeling, Snowboarding, Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, Track and Field, Volleyball, Wrestling, Yoga, Wakeboarding |
| Activities: | Cooking, Drinking, Listening to music, Partying, Shopping, Traveling |
| Musical Instruments: | Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Electric Guitar, Keyboard, Piano |
| Outdoor: | Camping, Going to the beach, Exploring, Suntanning, Traveling |
| Computers: | Instant Messaging |
UNTITLED
I was just trying to be myself, keep it your way I'll meet you in hell, it's all these secrets that I shouldnt tell I've got to get away, it's hypocritical of you, do as you say not as you do, I'll never be your perfect girl....these voices trapped inside my head tell me to run before I'm dead, chase the rainbows in my mind and I'll try to stay alive, maybe the world will know one day why wont you help me run away...
UNTITLED
Shinedown
Smile Empty Soul
Jack Johnson
Social Code
Staind
Sugarcult
Bowling for Soup
Breaking Benjamin
My Chemical Romance
Three Days Grace
Metallica
Janis Joplin
System of a Down
Taking Back Sunday
The Fray
The Used
Thousand Foot Krutch
Lynard Skynard
Wolfmother
A.F.I
Blondie
Mariana's Trench
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Finch
Disturbed
Billy Talent
Dallas Green
Coheed and Cambria
Nirvana
Falling Up
Fallout Boy
Pantera
Motorhead
Paramore
Judas Priest
Flyleaf
Greenday
Iron Maiden
Hinder
HIM
Black Sabbath
Alice in Chains
Anthrax
Killswitch Engage
Rise Against
Megadeth
Matchbook Romance
New Found Glory
CCR
Panic at the Disco
Rage Against the Machine
Bush
Van Halen
Whitesnake
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Saves the Day
Pat Benatar
UNTITLED
Chairs thrown and tables toppled,
Hands armed with broken bottles,
Standing no chance to win but,
We're not running, we're not running.
There's a point I think we're missing,
It's in the air we raise our fists in,
In the smiles we cast each other,
My sister, my brother.
About the time we gave up hoping,
We never find these locks still open,
Stumbling on stones unturned,
The hurt we feel, we all have earned.
The lines we've cross in search of change,
but all they see is treason
Although we have no obligation to stay alive,
On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive,
Break out,I won't be left here,
Behind closed doors.
Bonfires burn like beacons,
Guiding the lost and weakened.
Flames dance on crashing waves,
Guiding ships who've gone astray
Time out, let's stop and think this through,
We've all got better things to do,
Then talk in circles, run in place,
Answers inches from my face.
Black eyes, broken fingers,
Blood drips and I let it run,
down my lips and to my swollen gums,
When hope is non-existent,
Our instincts all scream "Run",
We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue
Umm when did Mario get so hardcore....
I'm sorry bout your girl, little center of the universe, her axis turns the world you need a jet to get to her, she's not lady like