Thank you, everyone. :)

Allow me to send you an invitation,
how about we play a game?
Let me arrange the pawns,
notice how they look the same.
Faces hidden by masks,
neither dark nor light.
But the expressions last.
These are the faces of liars,
The motionless and meek.
Whichever way they go,
No progress to be seen.
Now I see you’ve noticed,
The faces of you and I.
Not bent over with guilt or regret,
Holding our hands to the sky.
Offer myself, my body and soul –
But the answers I seek are dark.
Am I seeking God, or the Devil?
The angel and the monsters aren’t far-
From salvation, it seems.

Pause –
Let’s take a moment to forget.
Now remember –
Are you a ghost or a man I’ve never met?
The pawns scream for attention,
The players scream for action.
Do they ask for war?
Or simply attraction?

Pause for a moment and think,
Is this what you really want?
A game for lovers?
Or one with the bows pulled taunt?
Pause for a moment and ask,
Does it matter where we go?
Does it always end up the same?
When we take the high or low road?

Now look –
Gazing at each other’s life.
Questions and answers,
Does it even matter who is right?
Now let the players begin,
Allow our lives to play out.
A predetermined road,
Even if we protest with shouts.
Are we aware,
Of if we even lie?
Will it always be the same,
The way we die?
Another move taken,
Another year gone.
No matter what we do,
We never live long.

Ripples bleed over the water,
and I ask if it’s my reflection there,
which distorts into a pretty face.
It doesn’t show the scars everywhere.
Cool and weightless,
I plunge under the depths,
bubbles rising all around me,
am I diving to my death?
I ache,
my body bends to my will.
I ache,
I wish for my heart to fill.
I breathe,
the water into my lungs.
I breathe,
the final verse has been sung.
Arms dive,
and my shoulders are grabbed.
I break the surface,
my strength is sapped.
Eyes frantic to find the one,
who has saved my life again.
My body is numb,
and my body aches to mend.
A twisted code in my heart,
one I’ve tried to understand.
But it will not reveal itself to me,
even when I demand.
Hair clings to my damp skin,
and I’m hardly a slip against strong arms.
Why won’t you let me sink?
Or will you keep my fragile heart from harm?
I don’t want to speak of this,
lower me back into the depths.
Allow me to sprout gills,
Taking in a million breaths.
I’ll be a fish in the sea.
I’ll be bright and hold your eyes,
you will be enchanted by me.
And, perhaps I’ll rise.
But until then,
I’ll be a half-breed.
Trying to fit in,
and committing good deeds.
The arms release me,
and I sink back into the sea.
Bubbles rise around my body,
and I look above me.
My fingers touch the surface,
and I dive once again.
A beast of the ocean,
one who must mend.
I ache,
for one to call my own.
I ache,
for a lover I have known.
I dive,
deeper then the world can see,
I vanish,
deeper then a mortal can see.
Goodbye,
my precious fisherman.
Goodbye,
the beaches sand.
Welcome,
to a new world.
Welcome,
they greet the girl.
The maid of the sea.
The maid of the vast ocean.

How rude! But honestly, I would do what totage said. I'd have been a bit angry, but then would have probably tried to find a way to get him back, in the most friendly way possible. :P

Haha, you aren't the only one who thinks about that. I'm actually looking for strictly platonic relationships, and a lot of people are looking for love, when I'm not. And of course, people do message me because they want to try out a love connection with me, and I'm simply uninterested.

But friends are good, to me, they are far more then a relationship which is uncertain because I've only known the person a day longer then we've gone out. But that's just my honest opinion.

Does anyone besides myself work with this awesome compound? I make charms with it! (I'll post a few pictures in a bit). I really like it, because I'm not supposed to work with wire for a while, 'cuz of my shoulder.

So, I've made cupcakes, doughnuts, ice cream cones, and a few other things. I'm thinking about making some animal ones, because those are just cute. I'm also thinking about making some robot charms.

Anyone here love it as much as I do?

Aw man, bad dates can be great, as completely contradictory as that sounds. I've made some friends that way, but there was one guy, a bit younger than I usually date, that I didn't even know what to make of him.

Now, I don't mean to be harsh, but I just checked out your profile, and it's... Lacking. As in, the only words you used to describe yourself were, "Hot as ever, want to smash that." Now, I'm unsure if this is some secret code or anything, but I can't say the profile blurb enchanted me into start speaking.

I completely and utterly agree with TexasScoundrel, you need to make the bait as appealing as possible, perhaps take some time and write a bit about yourself, add some interested, and perhaps more then just the one picture.

Love takes a lot of effort to find (for most), but one must let their positive qualities shine. Do you have a sense of humor? Share it. Do you have a love for a certain genre of music? Share it. You won't get any bites unless you put out a wee bit of effort.

And a month is barely a blink of an eye in a life, make the bait look as appealing as you can, as there's not a thing I can identify off your profile that tells me anything about yourself. So, perhaps take some time, think about it, and work on it, yeah?

The thing for me, is that they have a right to know a few things that everyone should know about me. I tell them I'm bi-polar, and I tell them it's not something that I cannot make vanish, it's part of who I am. That and landing them with a major mood swing with no explanation usually raises questions. I feel as though if I tell them some of my flaws, that I'd hope they would return the favor.

Even though it may be the first date, there are some things I need to day, such as the fact I do want children later in life, as well as my religious beliefs, and a couple other things, haha.

I just think, wouldn't it be terribly awkward if you were to suddenly spring something like that on someone after being together with them a long time. Trust is a good thing, although it needs to be earned. Taking a chance and telling someone that yeah, I'm bi-polar, is better then them being surprised when they see it come out.

Pretty crappy, have to go in for some physical therapy because I messed my shoulder up.

Ugh, no. If there was such a thing as a twilight cookbook I'd off myself.

Munchlax is the prevolution of snorlax, trubbish is a new one from black and white it's a little thing of garbage, but cute.

Snivy, Charizard, Dragonite, Dratini, Bulbasaur, Trubbish, Snorlax, Munchlax, Need I go on?

Now, I don't really agree with this... I am a christian woman, but the thought of being spoiled is slightly repulsive to me. However, I find it difficult to be on the same level of my faithfulness as other, more devout members of Christianity.

Just wait, if there's one thing God wants us to do, it's learn to wait until the right woman, or solution for a problem comes along.

I wish you all the luck, however.

Haha, well I'm munchin' on these cookies, and the slight modification of the recipe, I have perfected it, methinks. xD

Haha, my writing is almost as good as my cooking!

Haha, I don't think you'll want me to bite you. I've got a sickness in my heart.

Baby, can you see the blood on my lips?
The scent of iron, taste of copper so strong.
Or do you see the curve of my smile, the brush of my hip?
Come now, let's play for a while.
Clouds have lifted away from me,
I don't think you notice how pale I am.
You whisper secrets in my ear, you breathe.
Can't you feel the lack of my heart?
Won't you be my bloody valentine?
Expose your throat, let my teeth sink in.
Baby, will you be forever mine?
Be my pet on a leash, jump for me.
Ten years past, and I look the same.
You ask me what my secret is.
I try not to smile, say time isn't to blame.
Can you hear the note of scorn in my laugh.
Immortality, baby, it isn't real.
I pray on the wicked and the good,
and I have yet to feel,
an ounce of shame.
Am I a pretty wife on your arm?
Am I the best for you in bed?
Or was the sheer amount of charm,
enough to strike you dead.
I'll have you in the palm of my hand,
I'll make you jump when I ask.
You'll put up with all the demands,
becuase you too, want to live forever.
Silver burns, and I haven't seen the light of day,
for more then a thousand years.
Once an angel, now a demon kept at bay,
I whisper, "Come play with me."
I caress you, your years and your frail life,
I'll replace you my love,
and I'll kill you with a knife.
Baby, let me taste you, tonight.
Let me sink my fangs in your throat.
A taste too divine for words.
All the liquid vanished like words from a note.
When burned.
Now let me to do a magic trick.
I'm here then I'm gone.
And you'll hardly notice the nicks,
to your own throat.
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I have to admit, I never thought I looked like Hannah Montana, I don't know if I should be pleased, or not. Hahahaha!

Also, tazzops, you aren't the only one who has told me I look a lot like Hayden Panatierre, (hero's cheerleader), my friend has sworn I'm her long lost sister.

Alright, guys. I was told by a certain someone that I should post on here, so I am. HOWEVER, I want to know if hair color makes you choose another celeb for me.

SO, ready go!

Most recent picture of me:



Picture of me as a blond: