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Last Activity: January 5th 2012 04:30 AM
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Hey there! Welcome to the site & happy birthday
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Your welcome. Anytime. If you ever need help with anything, just ask. -
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That's okay, no problem
About Me
- Basics
- Name
- Ashley
- Gender
- Female
- About
- About me
- I'm Ashley, I'm 17 and from the UK. I'm in 6th form at the moment but considering going to college instead. My passions are music and sports but I read a lot too and like going out with my friends.
Message me if you want to chat, I love meeting new people.
- Details
- Here for
- Like to help and be helped
- Relationship status
- Single
- Sexuality
- Bisexual
- Ethnicity
- Caucasian/White
- Education
- Sixth form / college (UK)
- Politics
- Liberal
- Religion
- Agnostic
- Interests
- Hobbies
- Playing the piano, playing the clarinet, singing, reading, going to the theatre, listening to music, playing sports
- Music
- Queen, Muse, RHCP, Lady Gaga, the Jam, Foo Fighters, Nirvana, Led Zeppelin
- Movies
- Harry potter, lotr, the phantom of the opera, a cinderella story, pride and prejudice, gone with the wind, a streetcar named desire.
- Television
- Friends, the inbetweeners, family guy, the big bang theory.
- Books
- Someone like you, just listen, along for the ride, the truth about forever, what happened to goodbye, the summer I turned pretty, it's not summer without you, we'll always have summer, the abhorsen trilogy, harry potter, lotr, his dark materials, discords apple, before I die, if I stay, elsewhere.
- Heroes
- Freddie Mercury, Lady Gaga and Robert Plant for inspiring me musically. My friends for supporting me and making me smile every day.
- Favorite quotes
- "In terms of love, you're not in control and I hate that feeling. I seem to write a lot of sad songs because I'm a very tragic person. But there's always an element of humour at the end."
"Prejudice is a disease. So is fashion. But I will not wear prejudice."
"Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend."
"because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. no matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment."
"The truth was I knew, after all those flat January days, that I deserved better. I deserved I love yous and kiwi fruits and warriors coming to my door, besotted with love. I deserved pictures of my face in a thousand expressions, and the warmth of a baby's kick beneath my hand. I deserved to grow, and to change, to become all the girls I could be over the course of my life, each one better than the last."
"I was dying, of course, but then we all are. Every day, in perfect increments, I was dying of loss.
The only help for my condition, then as now, is that I refused to let go of what I loved. I wrote everything down, at first in choppy fragments; a sentence here, a few words there, it was the most I could handle at the time. Later I wrote more, my grief muffled but not eased by the passage of time.
When I go back over my writing now I can barely read it. The happiness is the worst. Some days I can't bring myself to remember. But I will not relinquish a single detail of the past. What remains of my life depends on what happened six years ago.
In my brain, in my limbs, in my dreams, it is still happening."
"There will be other lives.
There will be other lives for nervous boys with sweaty palms, for bittersweet fumblings in the backseats of cars, for caps and gowns in royal blue and crimson, for mothers clasping pretty pearl necklaces around daughters' unlined necks, for your full name read aloud in an auditorium, for brand-new suitcases transporting you to strange new people in strange new lands.
And there will be other lives for unpaid debts, for one-night stands, for Prague and Paris, for painful shoes with pointy toes, for indecision and revisions.
And there will be other lives for fathers walking daughters down aisles.
And there will be other lives for sweet babies with skin like milk.
And there will be other lives for a man you don't recognize, for a face in a mirror that is no longer yours, for the funerals of intimates, for shrinking, for teeth that fall out, for hair on your chin, for forgetting everything. Everything.
Oh, there are so many lives. How we wish we could live them concurrently instead of one by one by one. We could select the best pieces of each, stringing them together like a strand of pearls. But that's not how it works. A human's life is a beautiful mess."
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- I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
- I don't want to die
