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Current Residence: Seattle
Favourite genre of music: folk, acoustic, alternative, altern. rock, punk rock, rock...
Favourite style of art: photography, screen plays, cinema
MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano 2nd Generation Lime Green....very sterotypical but yeah.
Personal Quote: unbreakable and tender
Favourite genre of music: folk, acoustic, alternative, altern. rock, punk rock, rock...
Favourite style of art: photography, screen plays, cinema
MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano 2nd Generation Lime Green....very sterotypical but yeah.
Personal Quote: unbreakable and tender
Favourite Movies
Slumdog Millionaire
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
The Script, The Audition, Passion Pit, He Is We
Favourite Writers
Tennessee Williams, Virginia Woolf, Mary Shelley, Lauren M. Child
Other Interests
photography, cinematography, writing, music comp.
7 Things
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1. meeting random people on the bus
2. those little 'hole in the wall' places where you can chill at 7 a.m., not order anything, and the owner gives you free cookies and too much caffeine without reserve :)
3. just being downtown. seriously.
4. Seattle Center. so many field trips there and it's the best feeling to just lose yourself by the fountain or lie down in the grass or check out the skaters across from the EMP (and, occasionally, amuse yourself by watching the 'RIDE THE DUCK' people get all hyped lol)
5. the old music store in the Underground with shelves and shelves of records jammed into slots and CDs that you just can't find any
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The Night Of Broken Glass
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He stood amongst the wreckage
Fire and smoke and death thick in the air
Yet he did not flinch-
Did not look away.
He walked into the fumes
Let them swallow him whole
All that he once knew
Now, was no more.
He stopped short
Looked up into the hazy grayness
No longer could he see the sky-
The sun had gone, and so had life.
He knew it was only the beginning
Never would they stop
Until all were gone-
No generation would be spared.
He had known, so he had known
Yet he had not spoken out
For fear they would come
And still they had not.
He did not cry, did not listen to them being taken away
From their homeland, their country
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Thankiez 4 the fav!!! 
hey!
thanks you so much for the fave!
It's very much appreciated!
thanks you so much for the fave!
It's very much appreciated!
thank you for your fav
Thank You!!! 
thank you for the watch Rosalie