Falling Rain On A Broken Society..
For those of you who know me well enough, you'll know that I enjoy the rain.
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For those of you who know me well enough, you'll know that I enjoy the rain.
The meaning of life - walking barefoot on a blend of red hot coals and razor blades while being chased by an angry Lion toward the edge of a cliff into Shark infested waters while having people shoot...
So I've put off writing a bio on here because I tend to lose track of what I'm writing and end up writing something completely different, but here it goes, let's see what I come up with.
At first, it's amazing. You feel like you can conquer the world, befriend your worst enemy, be the most patient, understanding, compassionate person there could ever be.
Facebook is a social network which I dread. The taunting of others and their thoughts before you. People's drama, bitchiness ,rumours it something I can't handle no more.
Yep folks it's that time again...I'm on the period aka The Blob, On, The Usual or as I like to call it My Monthly Friend and Hubbies Nemesis.
My family does not understand my obsession with cheese, Instead of "who ate all the pies?" It is "who ate all the cheese.
I like to write poems about the beach, Wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else, Or be famous, and be followed by all the flashing cameras.
Know thyself. An ancient command, but surpassingly hard to do. Yet, unless I know myself, how can I describe me to you. What are we, really, all of us. Memories and experience.
1) My name is Amber. 2) My middle name is Jade. 3) I always wanted to be called 'AJ' but it never caught on. 4) I have 3 sisters and am the 3rd oldest. 5) I was born on the 3rd of January.
Love is like nothing I have ever experienced before. It feels like all your energy has been sucked out of you, but thats amazing in strange way that only makes sense to you.
Since you guys seemed to enjoy the first odd fact about me I posted here, I decided I'd post some more. Hope you guys like them.
Hi I'm Georgia and... I'm a little bit mad sometimes, people say I'm crazy. I'm very shy, but try to be confident around my friends.
People shouldn't be put into 'groups'.
I know that this is a huge area of both debate and uncertainty, so I thought I'd give my two cents on sexuality, and homosexuality. Now, if you are gay, there should be no issue.
“Who is like unto the beast.
Right, first thing to clean up, NOT ALL BLONDES ARE DUMB!!. In jokes, all people do is criticise the blondes. Why not the: Brunettes Red heads And any others BUT NO. It is always the blondes.
Today I will rant about something that always hits my nerve. Mean people. Why do they do it. What do they gain. What is the point. They just do it on purpose to show off or wind people up......
you have to be born into it. your parents had to brainwash you. they had to convince you to be ignorant. they had to convince you being gay is a sin.
A "Friend" of mine had a go at me today for using "Big words" claiming I'm not as intelligent as the words I use and make every conversation too long and he hates it when I do so, the logical thing...
I am by no stretch a feminist. I enjoy baking and cooking. I especially enjoy baking and cooking for men (just the one man really!). I like to keep the house tidy.
Make-up. I really don't get why some girls insist on caking there face in make-up. Especially for every day use. All it does is ruin skin and earn them the title of cheese puff.
Is it really a good thing to deny the existence of any higher power at all. After having a lively debate with a "friend" I am starting to think it isnt.
Why is it that we have this feeling towards our past. Is it because we truly loved it, or is it because we're afraid of what's ahead, or does our past just give us comfort.