It is so wonderful. How can the memory of something so wonderful also bring so much pain? How can it be two opposites at the same time?
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...but its only a glimpse. There's a huge well in me that people can only barely tap into. But I'll do my best to show you who I am.
About Me
- arwenundomiel9
- I grew up in West Milford. I've been through public, private, and homeschooling. I've been involved in all different types of theater venues, and from high school onward, have a background of experiences in leading people creatively and spiritually. I have a BA in Theater and a minor in Italian from Rutgers University, and a Certificate in Massage from the Institute for Therapeutic Massage. I also volunteer at a farm giving therapy horseback rides to disabled children. I am already searching for my next course of study to pursue. I am working on getting a green belt in DanZan Ryu Jujitsu, but have been taking a break for the time being.
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May
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- phone call, no tears after
- sigh... politically incorrect?
- Ode to the past... and a complaint
- heaven
- One lucky guinea pig
- An edit that bears mentioning
- mirror mirror on the wall
- torn
- Extreme Courage
- Continuing a song/poem I wrote years ago
- Today
- This is not me "opening up," after that last post....
- France
- At Last!!
- Hicksville!!
- interesting
- An experiment gone bad
- mmm
- Fiction...
- THE FUTURE...
- I am going to throw up...
- Fiction
- songs
- ten years old...
- smile
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