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icon Gaelflyn (122151029) - “xmas spoilt by a stinking cold for me and baby. pah! At least I got my Acer lol”
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Personal30, female
LocationDennington Village!, Suffolk, east, Map
OccupationScientific Officer, Resigned!, Science & Technology
Current StatusI'm Straight, I'm in a Relationship, I'm looking for Friends Only (not specified)

Welcome, cookie(nickname) to my profile blurg!

>>>IMPORTANT: IF you have "harvested" my "msn/email" with the *sole* intention of "Sowing" me, then bugger off. I prefer men capable of intelligent conversation, not just persistant messages asking for sex! ESP now I am pregnant! I WILL meet you if its at a feesch meet NOT on my own.<<<Although I am open to bribery... *snigger*

 

 Me, and  dreadies,2006!

     

hi! i am a pregnant purple freak, i adore purple. i am a lazy goth, but goth in spirit as opposed to dress style.  I am into heavy metal new & old, System of a Down recently replaced Cradle of Filth in my all time fav bands. Also like bands such as Blackmores night, and folky style.  Gothic music, castlevania music, and anything different! I play the bass (not very well lol). I firmly believe in Angels, if you ask for help or guidance, they will oblige providing your not selfish.

quotes:

click to see morepixiking referring to the side effects of gaels new meds: "Can you try not to move or displace any air, it might come after me!"

me, to pixiking: "I'm not contradicting, I've just changed my mind" re decision I made a whole 3 minutes previous.......

click to see moreHappy Fisherman referring to my Gaelic heritage "Maybe your an accident of birth!"

& finally, probably the most accurate one: "Gael is visually dis-orientated!" by click to see moreR-uber Geek  

 For more pics see my other page.

here are 2 little favourites poems of mine:

Your living is determined, not so much by what life brings to you; as by the attitude you bring to life. Not so much as by what happens to you; as by the way your mind looks at what happens.

mine is a way that is little trod, I am bound by no sect or creed. I say my prayers to natures god, in the fields where the lapwings breed. I hear the wind preach, and it's psalms are sung, in the praise of the infinate free; ne'er a sermon from human tongue is half as divine unto me!

 

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