Post by anastasia on Jun 16, 2008 22:24:23 GMT -5
Anastasia Baddock;;*
Ana.
So close to sixteen
Slytherin as of now.
Defaeco, I think it's called.
Fine on my own.
Ana.
So close to sixteen
Slytherin as of now.
Defaeco, I think it's called.
Fine on my own.
goodbye, love
[/color][/font]it’s true you sold your guitar and bought a car?–{indifference}[/color]
it’s true; i’m leaving now for santa fe. it’s true you’re with this yuppie scum? –{annoyance} [/color]
you said you’d never speak to him again–not now..-{distaste}[/color]
who says that you have any say in who she says things to at all?–{dislike}[/color]
who says that you should stick your nose in other people’s–who said I was talking to you?–{intense dislike}[/color]
we used to have this fight each night; she’d never admit i existed.–{envy}[/color]
he was the same way! he was always ‘run away, hit the road, don’t commit’; you’re full of shit!–{rivalry}* [/color]
she’s in denial, he’s in denial. wouldn’t give an inch when i gave a mile.–{love/hate}* [/color]
i gave a mile! gave a mile to who? –{avoidance} [/color]
i’d be happy to die for a taste of what angel had; someone to live for, unafraid to say ‘i love you’!–{hatred}* [/color]
all your words are nice, mimi, but love’s not a one-way street! you’ll never share true love until you love yourself–i should know!–{murderous hatred}* [/color][/left]
la vie boheme
[/color][/font]to days of inspiration, playing hookey, making something out of nothing; the need to express, to communicate.–{stranger}[/color]
to going against the grain, going insane, going mad. to loving tension, no pension, to more than one dimension.–{by name/face}[/color]
to starving for attention, hating convention, hating pretension. not to mention, of course, hating dear old mom and dad.–{acquaintance}[/color]
to riding your bike mid-day past the three piece suits, to fruits, to no absolutes.–{fake ‘friends’}[/color]
to absolut, to choice, to the village voice, to any passing fad.–{friends}[/color]
to being an us for once, instead of a them! la vie boheme, la vie boheme.-{average friends}*[/color]
is the equipment in a pyramid? it is, maureen. the mixer doesn’t have a case; don’t give me that face! ..hey mister, she’s my sister.-{close friends}*[/color]
so that’s five miso soup, four seaweed salad, three soy burger dinner, two tofu dark platter and one pasta with meatless balls (ew..it tastes the same! If you close your eyes!) and thirteen orders of fries. is that it here? wine and beer! -{best friends}*[/color]
to hand-crafted beers made in local breweries, to yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese. to leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo. to huevos rancheros and maya angelou-{practically family}*[/color]
emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion. creation, vacation, much masturbation. compassion, to fashion, to passion when it’s new.-{family}*[/color][/center]
without you
[/color][/font]without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows. -{it's complicated}*[/color]
without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.-{mutual crush}*[/color]
the stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly without you.--{crush on her}[/color]
the earth turns, the sun burns, but i die without you. -{crush on him}*[/color]
without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves. -{flings/hook-ups/friends-with-benefits}[/color]
without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash. the crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry without you. --{lust}*[/color]
the moon glows, the river flows, but i die without you. -{currently together}~*[/color]
the world revives, colors renew. but i know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue; without you -{final}*~[/color]
without you, the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats.--{past; good terms}*[/color]
without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe. --{past; bad terms}*[/color]
the mind churns, the heart yearns; the tears dry without you. --{one-sided/ unrequitedlove}*~[/color]
life goes on, but i'm gone, 'cause i die without you.--{love}*~ [/color][/right]
* = Ask first
~ = We need to roleplay it out first.
[size=1]
*snapshot {100x100};
*what you go by {name};
*candles on the cake {age};
*I go {rawr, hiss, caw, scracth};
*where you belong {alliance};
*what you think of me {ship(s)};
*give me a reason {why *first person*}; [/size]
Lyrics credit to: RENT {Jonathon Larson}.