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Name: YuLiA
Birthday: 6/1/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Don't mess wit luv, it won't mess wit you.
cuz men are for sex, that's all they can do.
Hardcore lovin, rough and fast,
there's just no point unless it lasts.
Expertise: idk what i'm good at. I've been told a couple of things....but that's for you to find out.
Occupation: Military
Industry: Government
Message: message me
AIM:  RussianSexDrive
Member Since:
11/28/2003
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| His favorite artist is Salvador Dali, and he likes Warhol.
He loves the blues, adores jazz, and likes classic rock. He also listens to everything from country to punk to gypsy rock.
He relishes the mob hits, and craves action movies and speed.
He has strong moral and family values.
He cracks up at George Carlin and Richard Pryor.
He wants to become a defense attorney.
He plays the drums and writes his own music.
He also writes poetry.
He plays rugby, but is built more like a soccer player.
He's 6'1 with brown hair and brown eyes that have green in them.
He loves to read, and his conversation skills are impecable.
Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention, he's interested. So....does anyone else see something way off about this? | | |
| I'm cheating:
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Evanescence, as a result not a cause.... |
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And
The
Rain
Falls.
And
she
can't
stop
crying.
and her little emo heart is torn to shreds.
The tears flow
without reason
treason 'gainst herself.
This world is killing her softly. | | | |
| E-Unit needs to do something. We're falling apart. It's been at least a month since we've all been in a room together. This is just ridiculous. Alrighty ladies, drop the boyfriends; boys, drop the girls. For just one night, we need to get back together and wreak some havock.
How can you possibly think that, after spending one month in a relationship with someone, you have found the person you are going to marry. I know that i'm not the best person to talk about relationships, but how is it in any way realistic that you could tell someone you love them and really mean it after a short period of time.
Somebody tell Flora and Julia to snap the hell out of it....They've only known these guys for a month and a half. How can they possibly know that they have found "Mr. Right."
And baby, it scares me a little when you tell me you love me. It's intimidating. Please don't be mad, I'm just trying to be honest. | | |
| To all my college freshmen who i miss dearly, I dedicate this song.
Love you all so very much!
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
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