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MENTAL OPULENCE

I am a left-handed, right-brained artist, pianist, writer. I believe in the magic of the electric guitar. My faith in humanity is unbridled & rapid, unchanging yet filled with responsible pressure. When it comes to PASSION, I hold no punches. I embody convictions far more courageous than the reserved self I project. My waters, while respectively deep, rush constantly, without stillness.

Little more than subtle, a far cry from invisible. A believer in my sexuality being powerful. Cunning, sometimes.
Revel in your ART.

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Dare to demand that which your heart conveys; I live for nothing less than learning all that I can possibly know. The crime is to believe in ignorance as a term in itself, let alone a lifestyle. Be that which intellect insists -- learned.




Commit TO LIVE & LOVE WITH CAUTION FREELY.


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Be happy with random things in life. Above all else, be whole.







Dividends of the Psyche, Matters of the Heart.
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Backwards Smiles
8.14.2011 || 11:49 PM

"Lo único que me veo obligado a es la libertad."




Beauty comes from a background story; many stories form from a compilation of painful occurrences. I don't want to be "that girl".



I don't want my story to be a collection of sad expressions and wasted pages on unrequited love. Ego placed aside, I refuse to let that be my story... IF, a story centered around me is destined to exist. Being "that girl" just doesn't quite fit me. Unparalleled is an understatement when comparing this identity to my true self, my true worth, and my promise.

Nothing fits. I am a living, breathing, walking, talking jigsaw, with ill-equipped pawns which have no place within. The borders are hardly visible, and there is little more than a quandary amongst my thoughts. Given the fact that I make the decisions I choose, with no regrets despite the consequence, I come to this identical pass with each ending moment. For, there is always an end.

....ALWAYS AN END.