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05222009I do not mind the hot sunny days and the conversationless hours. We don't talk about much anyway, even though we don't always see each other. Somehow, we always run out of words, and all we do is breathe and stare.05222009
I do not mind the cold bare nights. I do not always need your reassuring warmth. You may not know it, but I like snuggling up in my comfty sheets when I sleep... if I ever do get some sleep.
I do not mind the lazy hours. So what if I have nothing to do? You are not my world, and sooner or later I will find something or someone to provide me with endless hours of entertainment.
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- Current Residence: Panama City, Panama
- Interests: Reading, sleeping, computers, Pop Art, photography, blogging.
- Favourite movie: The Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, The Virgin Suicides, Juno, Little Miss Sunshine, etc...
- Favourite band or musician: Placebo, Chiodos, t.A.T.u, Britney Spears, Emilie Autumn, Pearl Jam, The Cute, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: I like individual song more than genres, but I enjoy pop and rock.
- Favourite artist: Robert Smith
- Favourite poet or writer: Elizabeth Bishop, J.K. Rowling, Cornelia Funke, Isabel Allende, etc.
- Favourite style of art: Pop Art
- Operating System: Window XP (and I love it).
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano (Third generation).
- Favourite game: The Sims, Tiger Hunny Hunt, Pokemon Stadium
- Favourite cartoon character: Sponge Bob, Tommy Pickles, Lilly and Philly.
- Personal Quote: "The fact that life can always get worse doesn't make your pain any less real".
- Website: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=764339220&ref=name
- MSN: Ask for it.
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