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DAUGHTEROFTHEDAWN
Age: 18
Location: Vernon, WI
Joined On: Jun 06, 2006
um...... i can be ridiculously hyper just a warning. but i also can get really mad. but usually i'm normal average hyper me. i have.... interesting...... friends and you'll probably catch me complaining about them because as i always say, "my friends suck" and that's mostly true there are a few exceptions and i can only hope that you'll be one of those exceptions.
I LOVE AKANOWIE
Akanowie is my island as i mentioned before and it is a really bad place to live. i've tried to convince my loyal subjects to move to a safer place but they won't they just seem to love the ridiculously good pineapples that grow wild there. Anyways Akanowie is ravaged by several different things first the freezing hurricanes that hit the island once a year they come from antarctica. ha bet you didn't know there were hurricanes by antarctica. these hurricanes completely demolish the poor Akanowain's huts. but every year they just build a new one. another thing is the deadly giant killer worms that have infested the island. they explode out of the sandy beaches and clamp down on the little Akanowian children. then because they are worms their stomach acids drips down on the children slowly burning their skin and turning them to mush alive. Have i mentioned the man eating piranah that live in the all the rivers. although i do have to say they can make a very good piranah carrot stew. Yes even though Akanowie has many deadly things such as freezing hurricanes, child-eating worms, piranah, and of course the cannibals overall it's a pretty nice place. Very beautiful waterfalls there and the active volcanoes are amazing. so please anytime come down and visit us here in Akanowie. we'll be waiting
oh yea and in 21 years i'll be running for president just to let everyone know so vote for me.
high tide is here
sun beating down on her innocent skin/ she shades her eyes with the hat her auntie bought her/ this little girl sits in her brand new bathing suit/ on a crowded beach./ yet to her nothing else exists/ but the task at hand./ building the perfect sand castle/ complete with prince charming and a moat./ it’s a beautiful thing to watch her./ so focused on her work/ filling the brightly colored buckets with sand/ planning out where everything goes, in her head/ making it so it looks just like the one she saw on the television./ she works so hard at it/ smoothing out the imperfections/ yet her young mind has forgotten something/ what happens when the tide comes in./ she started this fairytale castle at the perfect time/ of low tide./ oh she’ll be so hurt./ she thought her little castle would last forever/ for she has yet to learn nothing lasts forever/ nothing./ here comes the first waves/ eating at the walls./ turning the hard packed sand to mush./ water fills every crack and crevice/ destroying the structure/ from the inside, out./ but she's a big girl./ so tears may well up in her eyes/ but not a single tear is shed/ still though./ she worked so hard on making everything perfect./ if only she had reinforced it/ made it a little bit stronger/ a little bit more tide resistant/ maybe she would have something to show for it/ but now all she has is memories/ and a life lesson under her belt/ don’t build something too close to the waves and/ expect it to last forever/ in other words boys and girls/ don’t expect middle school relationships to last/ don’t think that you’re in love/ you’re not./ you’re in f***ing middle school/ you don’t even know what real love is yet/ p.s. happy aniversary
ah independence day
An Army of Addicts little toy planes fly over the cities made of wooden blocks. and the G.I. John fighter jets circle over the rice paddies in the sand box. the AK-47’s made of neon colored plastic drench kids all across the nation. the sounds of machine guns firing their rounds echo in living rooms and basements everywhere. Oscar award winning movies and top selling video games teach no mercy and to love the blood, guts and gore. then the end of high school comes. no money, no plans for the future, nothing to look forward to. cue good old Uncle Sam dangling a pretty little five figure check. dropping incentives like bread crumbs. he’s been tube-feeding us, your children, with the needed ideas and values since infancy. and now our kind Uncle is shooting patriotism straight into our veins. we’re getting high off the oldest drug in the book, Pride. that’s when He strikes in our drug induced state we’re willing to sign on the dotted line. then all of Uncle’s friends and sons take that spirit, that pride and train us into the perfect freedom fighters. a close knit family all drugged out on patriotism. we get shipped off serve a tour or two across the seas come home and the only thing that changed is that we have more money in our pockets and a chance at a future. but that’s not what happens. we come home a different person a scarred soul anyone subjected to that much violence that much hate for Americans would be scarred. not one of us comes out unscathed. That is... if we come home at all. and our parents are so proud of us we’re fighting for our country and it’s safety. that’s what any parent would want. but at the same time we inflict so much pain. we keep them up at night wondering whether or not their baby is safe. Uncle Sam says there’s nothing to worry about we’ll be coming home soon. and it’ll all be just a memory. his words even seem possible they give our parents hope. until the next tour is shipped out for twelve more months. another group of children are sent to fight for this great country of ours. therefore smashing their dreams like a window pane getting hit by a homerun baseball. what about the many of us who will never return home or at least not with a heartbeat. how will our parents fair. how many tears will be shed by the end of this war. how many live will be lost. how many more spirits lost. and yet we still keep signing on that tempting dotted line. we know what could happen. but the highs that Uncle Sam can provide us are so much better they make us forget the possibilities. so that’s what we have become Addicts. we are not much different than the kids who are hooked on heroin. we hate when we’re sober, we crave that next high, and we would do anything to score, anything at all. including signing away our freedom so we can fight to protect Uncle Sam’s. “join the army. keep this country a force to be reckoned with. if we have a strong enough military then we’ll be able to keep the freedom that we are so lavishly spoiled with. help us keep our enemies at bay. and we’ll give you not only the life you’ve always wanted, but the high of your life. all you have to do is… sign here x _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
treading water
i'm just floating. my sickness is distant belonging to someone else. my tiredness is not mine. my body aching is far off and dull. i have no one. correction, i have no one that i trust. that i know will not judge me. i have no one like that. it wouldn't be that bad if i didn't know anyone like that. but i do. and my parents have banned me from seeing her or speaking to her. why? because she isn't in the religion any more
hey whats up guys
sorry haven't posted anything in awhile. um not much has happened in a long time. well at least that i can put on here. lots of reasons for that. the one thing that is interesting is the fact that i'm on my friends computer, discussing what we have named certain objects. like guitars, stuffed animals, ipod's(mine's Dollie) while justin rearranges his glorified risk game. and graem plays his eletric guitar without an amp. sounds very arabian and it's freaking me out. but i haven't told him that. a little overview of my friends they are the biggest nerds that you have ever met. seriously sometimes i'm a little scared that they're my friends. the other thing that's going on is there's about 15 people in this tiny little room all huddled around n old tv watching the olympics yay. see i told you not much going on in my life
rawr what's up guys
no one will probably read this so blah. yea i've been pretty bored all day long. i stayed home from school today because i didn't feel good and now i feel better and wished i would've gone to school. eh oh well can't go back. ahhhhhhhhh i miss my boyfriend i want to see him. we couldn't do stuff after school yesterday and then even if i had gone to school today he had track which he's probably at right now. that sucks for him. anyways, i want cupcakes and i side dish of the Terminator (don't ask)
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