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It's Yvonne. She's new. Ok, so lets write some stuffs about moi ^^ I love seeing people smile, my favorite word is libidinous, the ideal day to me is spent in bed (ASLEEP..... I need a day off from sex every now and then......) I love to laugh even though my laugh is soooo embarassing, i try not to care though.......(i freakin' snort! cringy much.....?) I like shopping, as a pastime, but it's not an obssesion or anything. And last but not least, I so have to put this up, because sometimes it makes me smile......."Silent as a childs wish, reaching heaven....small things can matter the most, and silent things speak pretty loud sometimes too" *shuffles feet and looks at the floor* corny huh....... still love it though.
Cold as the northern winds
In December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
From this far distant shore.
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
My light shall be the moon
And my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.
For my Dad:
You taught me how to ride a bike, play soccer, and as soon as I got my first boyfriend you taught me how to box.You always said how proud of me you were, even though you thought I was far too headstrong and idependant.
You always understood me more than anyone, always cuddled me when I was sad.
Sometimes I thought you were overprotective, and stubborn. Sometimes I didn't understand what you meant, sometimes I was certain that you didn't know best. But you always did, and everything you said you said because you loved me.
I miss you dad, and even though I refused to be called it past the age of seven, i'll always be daddy's girl.
by Britney Spears
"With the taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic I'm slippin' under"
You may dance for someone - but only to weaken their defenses.
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