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• 1987-06-28
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• Female
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• pa
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• 2004-03-18
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• dreamer and now a mommy!
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• josie

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• won awards for my poetry
Anime Fan Since
• 9 years old
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• hmmmmm can't pick
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• own cafe...and to be swept off my feet by a handsome german.
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• painting, singin,writing,music in gen,also movies
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• many! i am very cat like i dont always land on my feet though..lol...=^-^=




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myOtaku.com: deathsdream


Sunday, November 20, 2005

hmmmmm ok
ehhhhhhh the day i get kicked out of my house is moving closer.....ahhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhh nooooooooo!!!! anyways...i dyed my hair red... and it looks pretty damn good. no one has seen it yet other than ace and my dad....soooo they arnt much help on if they think it looks good cause well they really dont give a flying fuck....but i like it. and i am doing good in school thank god...

oh yeah the movie walk the line!!! its amazing you have to see it if your a johnny cash fan. i mean it was the best...i cant even...i am about to cry cause i cant describe its glory.....tear T-T....

man i really have to get pics of it to put up on the site i am a member of lol....well later on you guys

outlaw josie walse

ps: my poem

Known

The intimate, the unknowing
Safe in your mothers womb
And happy to know nothing
Happy to just be, wake up!
A step forward might make you fall
But get up, and learn from every thing
Your childhood isn’t over yet
And your death is in reach
But on the sacred grounds
Not even he could reap
And the seasons change
One by one being born than dying
Forming another being
A step forward is a fall
And the pain will only last so long
A new every thing is within your reach
So don’t turn your face
Stand up flag it down like a bus
Get on and take a ride
The ride of your new life
Step on everyone’s toes
And never forget how the dance goes
The dance that separates the known from the unknown
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