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JennysTravels   
Forever nomad.


Real Name: Jenny
Lives In: Sardegna, IT
Member Since: Apr 17, 2005
VT Rank: 944

 

JennysTravels' Albums
Title [Click to view]Travel YearPictures
My Boys- 8
VT-ers I met along the way in Europe- 8
More VT-ers- 6
Bits of me.- 5
JumpingJennysTravels - 2
Strange Sightings in Sardegna - 7

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Bits of me.

by JennysTravels - last update: Mar 20, 2009

~*Tiny Bubbles*~

Balls and Chain



Sheets all crumpled, comforter on floor,
I’m dead as a nail, you think I’m dense as a door.
The king size bed where you’ve had your luck,
All I can think is “what the ***?”
Sensitivity chip missing from your brain,
You fill my head with your on coming train.
My cigarette smoke lingers in the air,
You would never marry me, how is that fair?
She’s the one blowing smoke in your face,
Oh my dear…
your actions and words,
such a disgrace.
You failed to see the signs with me,
Of dating and kissing,
Wanting and needing was what we were missing.
You think you’ve done nothing wrong, while you
Were dating me
and seeing her… all along.
Friends tell you that you are right,
They're supposed to say that, stand up and fight.
With our twisted and emotional past
You owe me much more then that.
You spill the details of your torrid whore
Knowing my heart can take no more.
The exes, your lies, you looked me in the eye
You wanted my trust and made me cry.
One day now, I’m sure you will see
How you morally disrespected me


JA.

Tragedy



I wake to my own reality,
wishing I was still asleep.
Devoid from emotion
and painless from you.
You dance naked in the sheets
trying to remember her name.
Wishing it was mine.
It’s my voice you hear
lingering your name,
Highlighting you with love.
Like an intruder I want her out,
jailed for disturbing my
peace of heaven with you.
You close your eyes
to recall my touch.
Her hand cradles in the
small of your back.
Your a stranger engulfed
in her foreign land.
Actions and words
don’t mean a thing,
when you’ve been lying
between two lovers.
Pain that bleeds deepest
I’ll forever and always know,
you’re my mysterious tragedy.

JA

Santorini 007

What happens in Santorini stays in Santorini ...

Oh the stories one could tell...but you won't hear a peep outta me! No way. Nadda, these lips are sealed. Forgot about it!!

Did you say "chocolate?"

Well ... there was this one time at Posiden Restaurant in Fira where a bunch of VT-ers got together, drank some wine and toasted to this multi-cultural meeting of friends. It was touching and rewarding to have met so many great people whilst in Greece.

Later that night ... one girl whom shall remain nameless ;) ... shook her booty up on the bar! I wondered how she didn't fall off, and Im sure she wondered the same thing. It wasn't just her that was shaking. I mean the entire bar was moving to the freaky beat and the entire bar was made up of thirty drunk VT-ers. Minus the three couples that sat amused at our antics and happily snapped their digitals. The feeling in that bar was electric, the whole world shook that night.

Thanks for a splendid first VT meet VirtualTourist!!

You Said



You said you’d never go back to her,
As we twisted on the floor; my mind a blur.
You were my adrenaline rush, my everything.
You can’t deny that look in our eye,
The first moment you passed me by.
Brilliant words from brilliant men,
You thought you died and went to heaven.

You said, You said,
That I was the one.
Where did I come from?
Why did I take so long?
You said, You said,
That I was the one.

You turned me on, You turned me down,
You flipped me right side round.
You played a good charade, and I hid,
I hid behind your barricade.
You held me close, You held me tight,
I swore I would never put up a fight.

You said, You said,
That I was the one.
And where did I come from?
Why did I take so long?
You said, You said,
That I was the one.

Everything I do reminds me of you,
MSN says “Miss you.”
How can you be so cruel? *** you.
There’s a part of this mess that remains a mystery,
I can barely breathe, I need you here with me.
I thought, I thought you were the one,
But my thoughts, my thoughts were wrong.

You said, You said,
That I was the one.
That I was the one.
And where did I come from?
Why did, and why did I take so long?
You said, You said,
That I was the one.
I was the one.

The one. You said.

J.A



Ok, ok ... these poems are a little dark, being scorned is my best muse.

JennysTravels' Albums
Title [Click to view]Travel YearPictures
My Boys- 8
VT-ers I met along the way in Europe- 8
More VT-ers- 6
Bits of me.- 5
JumpingJennysTravels - 2
Strange Sightings in Sardegna - 7

Comments for JennysTravels about World
cpiers47 Thu Nov 12, 2009 17:57 UTC
 love the new jumping pics and the "naked" sheep made my day!!!
Kaspian Thu Nov 12, 2009 13:35 UTC
 Hey Jenny! I'm in London right now, on my way to Copenhagen for a weekend of drinking with the VT boys. It's gonna be fun! Plane is about to board, more later... Ciao, XO, E.
betska Thu Nov 12, 2009 10:52 UTC
 I've been meaning to drop by for ages to say hi & wish you all the best for the future. Hope life in the Mediterranean is full of fun & laughter...You go girl!!!all the best from OZ, Bettsxxxx
nhcram Wed Nov 11, 2009 19:20 UTC
 Many congratulations to you both xx
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