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Name: Emily
Birthday: 8/17/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Singing, dancing, acting, Musical Theatre in general, London/England, Black and White photos, playing "hockey" (lol bear), going for chai in youngstown, random trips to chicago,
Tennis(ya girls!) Playing outside, Getting caught in the rain (seriously), Blue, Writing Poetry, Good Movies that make me cry, My friends, Laughing until it hurts and you can't breathe, Being true to myself
Expertise: Performing
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
12/17/2004
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| I want to tell you that I love you,
more than what we say
but I fear that it is too soon,
that instead I'll push you away
you speak of many other girls,
why?; I do not know
is it just because we're friends?
or is it a game designed to throw?
me into a tither,
not knowing how to act
so that you feel like you can see through
my extremely polished tact
The feelings that I have for you
scare me in odd ways
I'm scared to be with just one person;
the rules to be obeyed
I feel as though I'm caught dear
between you and my mind
my fearings and feelings; my questioning heart
the way love can be blind I want to tell you that I love you
more than what we speak
but I fear that it is too soon
and my fearing makes me weak.
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| Sometimes I want to be with you
so badly that it hurts
sometimes I just want
a random fuck
so as to not get hurt
sometimes I dream of kissing you
and the stability of "us"
and sometimes those thoughts make me cringe
my body full of lust
I miss being with someone
and knowing that they're there
but then again, my heart tells me
it was fake; beware
so here I sit
and here I'll stay
wondering if I'll see the day
when I can let myself love you full
when my heart won't feel so fucking pulled. | | |
| MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY YAY YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! | | |
| 9 DAYS 'TIL MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!! | | |
| How can you trust your own heart?....
I was stupid to have loved you that much.....
I was even more naiive to think that he could save me....
Is anyone ever really worth our trust? fully?.....
You're an asshole, for lack of wanting to use any creativity on naming your condition. How you could do something like that to someone like me....I don't understand....I never will....You have put a cut on my heart that no bandage can cover, that will never fully heal. I hope you're satisfied. | | |
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