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Name: milly
Birthday: 9/27/1988
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Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Inshallah I will be back on the 10th of dec
I fucking miss the shit out of all yall.
you dont know you dont know..
is love..
cant wait


Wednesday, August 16, 2006

real into lyrics now. so here they come one after another heh. i like.

OXYGEN

I want to be better than oxygen when you’re drowning and weak in the knees
I want to speak louder than Ritalin for the children who think they’ve got a disease
I want to be cooler than T.V. for all the kids who are wondering what they’re going to be
We can be stronger than bombs if you’re singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry as long as we know that there are things that we don’t really need
We can speak louder than ignorance because we speak in silence every time our eyes meet

On and on and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until I’m dizzy time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew

I want to see through all the lies of society to the reality, happiness is at stake
I want to hold up my head with dignity, proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I want to live beyond the modern mentality where paper is all that you’re really taught to create
Do you remember the forgotten America? - justice, equality and freedom to every race
Just have to get past the lies and hypocrisy, make – up and hair to the truth behind every face
Then look around to all the people you see – how many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream, but it’s the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it’s hard to believe but it’s easy to see that something here isn’t right
I know the future looks dark, but it’s there that the kids of today must carry the light

If I’m afraid to catch a dream
I’ll weave you baskets and float them down the river stream
Each one of them I weave with words I speak
To carry love to your relief

Currently Listening
Oxygen
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Friday, July 14, 2006

SUCH GREAT HIGHTS

"I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.

"And I have to speculate
that God Himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay.

"And true it may seem like a stretch
but it's thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
and when I am missing you to death.

"they will see us waving from such great heights
"come down now" they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now" but we'll stay

"I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat
it sounded thin upon listening.

"and that frankly will not fly
you'll hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows with the windows down
and this is guiding you home.

"they will see us waving from such great heights
"come down now" they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now" but we'll stay"

 

Currently Listening
The Creek Drank the Cradle
By Iron & Wine
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Thursday, June 29, 2006

Life sucks in general. but at night.. at night it's the worst.
when you're in the dark quiet vulnerable lonliness we call night;
when you feel your heart ripped out and chopped to pieces;
when the truth, carefully hidden till now, takes off its clothes and stands naked, and ugly, before you;
when the darkness lets you finally see... see that there is no one to kiss away your tears, hold your hand, and promise to be there, always;
when your feelings climb out of the grave you dug for them, crawl through your veins, and enter your heart, your tears, your restless soul;
when the pain chases away the calm serenity, permanent smile, and common distractions that defined you during the day. they set with the sun. and all you're left with is the hope that maybe, just maybe, tomorrow will be better, the sun will come out, you will see him again.

Yup.. i wrote that awhile ago. when i was more depressed. now im just into poetry haha. makes me much less articulate :) but no im not depressed now. i have decided to be happy :)  i am. hehe vid just called me. mmmmmmmm. hehe anyway my dear darling friends, thats that. just wanted to say im good. nothing to worry about. totally fine. heh. in fact, i plan on going out tomorrow night and partyyyyying. not very hard core of course. but enough. hehe.

 


Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
     -Emily Dickenson

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The Great Southern Trendkill
By Pantera
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