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The Highway Of Neverending Roads
Fantastic Voyage of the One Called Laughter
Created on 2004-03-09 18:27:11 (#2461369), last updated 2009-10-28
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| Name: | sorrowbird87 |
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| Location: | Endicott, New York, United States |
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toribangel87@aol.comTwenty something year old woman who lives in New York.
That's how so many start and the real bios get lost in the pages of some kind of mix bag. Now a days it's like everyone wants to write something and to share a small piece of their world, but what could I say differently?
Well, the words I have are all read, although I will confuse myself around the greatest merry-go-round, pretend that I can tune out my life of moving, sleuthing and behaving like a grown adult. The truth is that innocence should be the last emotion a person should lose, but mankind is so worried that growing old, up or saying what they feel that it makes no sense to read their blogs.
I will write about everything but I ask that the reader see more than what is on their screen. Read in between the lines and know that where you go, in a way if I hear about it, I will try to validate that manner in which you spoke. Someone once said that poetry is a hoax, but I disagree. It is the most real form of flattery. People who disagree are looking for the answers to their lives in the wrong places, ammulating stars who will only fade and drink when the bottle is always half full.
I can be difficult, hungry and distant. The fact is that I can be whatever you need, but the only person that I'm good at being is myself.
That's how so many start and the real bios get lost in the pages of some kind of mix bag. Now a days it's like everyone wants to write something and to share a small piece of their world, but what could I say differently?
Well, the words I have are all read, although I will confuse myself around the greatest merry-go-round, pretend that I can tune out my life of moving, sleuthing and behaving like a grown adult. The truth is that innocence should be the last emotion a person should lose, but mankind is so worried that growing old, up or saying what they feel that it makes no sense to read their blogs.
I will write about everything but I ask that the reader see more than what is on their screen. Read in between the lines and know that where you go, in a way if I hear about it, I will try to validate that manner in which you spoke. Someone once said that poetry is a hoax, but I disagree. It is the most real form of flattery. People who disagree are looking for the answers to their lives in the wrong places, ammulating stars who will only fade and drink when the bottle is always half full.
I can be difficult, hungry and distant. The fact is that I can be whatever you need, but the only person that I'm good at being is myself.
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