finally I got it... I've been suffering for it for SO so so long...
Sean is sweet but is Josh who's here for me every time*blush*
my exam wasn't that bad... :D
things are getting better, and life is not that bad.
some Sara because I just found what's gonna happen
( Read more... )
Nate is Back!! he wrote me and posted on IMDb again!!!!!
please read this, is amazing
Allenhust!
Allenhurst! Boats are not moored
Off your weary shores.
Great vessels do not seek your face,
Passing to and fro in the distance,
But they cross your oceans and small docks
South of the great Hudson Bay.
Music sings from your prideful
Beachclub and cabanas,
Full of pretty women
And eager men, hoping
To entwine their fates
On your sands, amidst the flitting gulls.
Jet-Set mansions sit above whitewashed rocks,
Like high towers,
Far above the mocking taunts of crashing seas
Bent on washing away the memories of summers
Long-forgotten parties.
I have danced with the small sand sharks
Between the rocks of your lagoon,
And dodged your clear plastic-bag jellyfish,
But I have never danced with your daughters,
Though I would have if they sought me.
Yes, I remember their pretty eyes,
And dimpled pirate smiles that never
Came to be. And so, Allenhurst, you
Are to me a haunting memory, beautiful,
Yet, never fulfilling.
Bittersweet Allenhurst!
Sean is sweet but is Josh who's here for me every time*blush*
my exam wasn't that bad... :D
things are getting better, and life is not that bad.
some Sara because I just found what's gonna happen
( Read more... )
Nate is Back!! he wrote me and posted on IMDb again!!!!!
please read this, is amazing
Allenhust!
Allenhurst! Boats are not moored
Off your weary shores.
Great vessels do not seek your face,
Passing to and fro in the distance,
But they cross your oceans and small docks
South of the great Hudson Bay.
Music sings from your prideful
Beachclub and cabanas,
Full of pretty women
And eager men, hoping
To entwine their fates
On your sands, amidst the flitting gulls.
Jet-Set mansions sit above whitewashed rocks,
Like high towers,
Far above the mocking taunts of crashing seas
Bent on washing away the memories of summers
Long-forgotten parties.
I have danced with the small sand sharks
Between the rocks of your lagoon,
And dodged your clear plastic-bag jellyfish,
But I have never danced with your daughters,
Though I would have if they sought me.
Yes, I remember their pretty eyes,
And dimpled pirate smiles that never
Came to be. And so, Allenhurst, you
Are to me a haunting memory, beautiful,
Yet, never fulfilling.
Bittersweet Allenhurst!