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Name: Chels
Birthday: 10/15/1985
Interests: Lovin on people, talkin to the One Upstairs, reading, <3 writing, music is my true love, playin and singin on my 6 string, LAUGHING, dancing, dancing in the rain, workin out at the Student Life Center, dreaming of you, playing in the leaves! hugging, playing with your hair, long showers, sleeping, COLORADO, meeting new people, your smiles, the way you laugh, the way you smell, <3 EYES, running, photography, taking pictures of the sunset (they border my dorm), stegasauruses, skiing, the *snow,* riding my bike, rockclimbing, analyzing (bad habit sometimes), taco bueno, softball, pole vaulting, LIPS, laying the grass, and music consumes me.
Expertise: Melting your heart.
Message: message me
AIM:  Prinzus18
Member Since:
6/10/2004
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| I'm not always like this,
It's something I've become.
A terrible weakness,
In my nature, in my blood.
Save me, save me, save from myself.
Domino motion jumpstarts when we touch,
The blackout approaching;
Here it comes now,
Wish me luck.
GO GO FAST WIDER
MORE MORE GET IT DOWN YEAH
DANCE DANCE TAKE ME OVER
GLITTERING CLOUD.
Ohhhhhh dear.
(....My head hurts....)
It's all over the papers,
On the TV's, waging tongues.
The artists' impression looks just like me--
*Only better.
Don't blame me, dont maim me;
I can't help who I am.
Oh Lord knows I've tried to: GO GO FAST WIDER
MORE MORE GET IT DOWN YEAH
DANCE DANCE TAKE ME OVER
GLITTERING CLOUD. _______________
It's a simple suggestion,
Can you give some time?
Just say yes or no.
Why can't you shoulder the blame?
Cause both my shoulders are heavy
From the weight of us both.....
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| i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) E.E. Cummings And so it goes.....
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