About Me
Well some people call me Emmi or Em... or Boo
so u can pick =] I don't mind if u want to know
anything about me just message =] haha or comment
i love them =] haha
♥Boo
so u can pick =] I don't mind if u want to know
anything about me just message =] haha or comment
i love them =] haha
♥Boo
Name | Emily Ann Murray |
Age | 15 |
Location | Minneapolis, MN |
Ethnicity | White / Caucasian |
Interested in | Men |
Status | In a relationship |
Interests | i love my converse, roller blading is my life, bookslife, musiclife, skool is ok, sports, im in karate im a black belt, movies, coast guard, get a job in search and rescue, a family |
Music | in flames, dark tranquillity, disturbed, shadows fall, shinedown, trapd, godsmack, drowning pool, saliva, cold, nickelback, puddle of mudd, linkin park, system of a down, 3 doors down, papa roach, evanescence |
Movies | donnie darko, and a walk to remember, up town girls, step up, ice age, the little mermaid 1 nd 2, mulan 1 nd 2, harry potter 15, shes the man, dirty dancing, man of the year |
TV | smallville, charmed, gilmore girls, buffy the vampire slayer |
Books | shakespeare, hamlet by william shakespeare, macbeth by william shakespeare, the odyssey by homer, harry potter 1 through 7 |
Quotes | "A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things: Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo." "If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die." "All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages." "What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me— nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so." "Cowards die many times before their deaths, The valiant never taste of death but once." |
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