jesseb1983's Profile

About me: i'll write of beauties i do not know, and skills i could only wish 2 obtain. life and the mastery of it have become my new desires, and all that i can yearn 4, finally i lust. she will be mine, for manipulation of an unknowing subject is easier than the wooing of an infidel. there comes a time in most men's lives and certainly in the lives of all women, where transformation is inevitable and consciousness of its commencement is remarkable. Confidence becomes nothing of a question, and only a being synergetic with existence. life. PeAcE
Member Since:May 16, 2008
Last Login:May 16, 2008
Location:Potomac, MD
Birthday:June 17
Music means to me:Monk-y Music Current mood: mellow purple trees in dreams so free i feel alive i fell asleep subtly muttering sweet precious nothings she, who is she? but something im seeing babbling brooks and bubbling streams birds that chirp and 4 me they sing and she, who is she? well shes part of a dream and 4 now shes 4 me or so it may seem grey skies and lies w/ trickery deceit do not exist curling toes of my feet pillows cause echoes they're skipping my seeing cuz seeings believing and the same scenes repeating b4 my thoughts fleeting chirning its seething rapidly beating intriguing my being i openned my eyes as we grew apart and fell back asleep in continuance start orange and yellow and red is the air and breathing is beautifully wonderfully there gently mentally physically fair i'm fickled and tickled by curled lochs of her hair capricious cuz shes just a part of my mind melodically changing but ranging so fine blissfully kissing shes picking my heart inticing inviting like Thelonious art
Schools:bachelor's in elementary education- ASU
General Interests:eyes seems no time 4 this n that angel's wings cross heaven's back have no strings i'm not attached but i just want 2 scream sing me songs of devil's wrath free my seed of hopeless haps find the road i'm no good at math don't wake me from my dreams
Other Distractions:What happened to yesterday? Where broken leaves fell like rain Where blue birds flew circles through vacant skies and wind gently kissed her skin Oh to be the wind and grin What happened to bright blue eyes? Opened wider than their reflected cries Where one tear encompassed her entire world What happened to yesterday? Where blue bells bellowed thoughts of morning dew Where yester-night was a wink away Thirst only existed for bliss And love quenched all What happened to yesterday's kiss Where Westerly's brutality didn't exist What happened to yesterday?

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