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my name is Rin i am really never on here i havent been for like 2 years or whatever. but i am starting to write again so maybe i'll get on here more. i was born may of '91 and i am interested in beauty. i love art and i am myself nothing more nothing less. if u wanna get to know me more
here are some accounts....
fake- miaou
elf pack- rin-rin
gaia online- heart_of_rin
facebook- rin Hannah
deviant art- hatake-rin
<b>my morals
i don't lie (most people think i do i try my best not to. but i usually don't)
i don't gossip or talk shit(it's cruel, undermining, and stupid. it gives you nothing to gain and hurts people you could just look the other way with)
i don't stereotype(no one person is one single stereotype so i hate it i defiantly am not so that would be stupid to stereotype others since i don't have one)
i don't lower myself to other people standards(if someone is talking shit about me or is insulting me i won't insult them back it just makes the entire fight longer)
i don't back stab(i would never go against anyone i can be trust no matter what the haters say)
i don't ditch(if i make plans i keep them unless family says otherwise i love to hang out and so i would bail on you)
i don't like to involve others into my problems(i don't want to give them more problems but i do on accident tho i don't mean to. like ray ray so i've been trying to listen to their problems first)
i don't judge(i won't judge a person until i meet and get to know them)
::images::
i'm a camera whore
lolita~rin~
::stories::
--older--
it's your destiny
Patience
vampire heart
Vampire Heart 2
vampire heart 3
vampire heart 4
--newer--
Fourteen ::Her Arrival::
Fourteen ::a haunting past::
Fourteen :: one word::
Fourteen ::infiltration::
::poetry::
poetry collection 1
poetry collection 2
poetry collection3&4
poetry collection 5
r you bored well
HEY!!!
hijo de la luna
Tonto el que no entienda
Cuenta una leyenda
Que una hembra gitana
Conjuró a la luna
Hesta el amanecer
Llorando pedia
Al llegar el dia
Desposar un cale
Tendras a tu hombre
Piel morena
Desde el cielo
Hablo la luna llena
Pero a cambio quiero
El hijo primero
Que le engendres a el
Que quien su hijo inmola
Para no estar sola
Poco le iba a querer
Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un nino de piel
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Hijo de la luna
De padre canela
Nació un nino
Blanco como el lomo
De un armino
Con los ojos grises
En vez de aceituna
Nino albino de luna
Maldita su estampa
Este hijo es de un payo
Y yo no me lo cayo
Y yo no me lo cayo
Gitano al creerse deshonrado
Se fue a su mujer
Cuchillo en mano
De quien es el hijo?
Me has enganao fijo
Y de muerte la hirio
Luego se hizo al monte
Con el nino en brazos
Y alli le abandono
Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un nino de piel
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Hijo de la luna
Y en las noches
Que haya luna llena
Sera porque el nino
Este de buenas
Y si el nino llora
Menguara la luna
Para hacerle una cuna
Y si el nino llora
Menguara la luna para
Harcerle una cuna
--
Foolish who doesn't understand
Tells a legend
That a gypsy woman
Conjured to the moon until sunrise
Crying she was asking
Coming the day
To marry a gypsy man
You you have your man of dark skin
From heaven spoke the full moon
But in return I want
The first son
That you beget from him
Whoever sacrifices his son
Not to be alone
Would barely love him
Chorus:
Moon wants to be mother
And you don't find a lover
Who can make you woman
Tell me silver moon
what do you expect to do
with a kid of skin
Son of the moon
From a cinnamon father a boy was born
White as the back of an ermine
With the eyes grey
Instead of olive
Albino boy of moon
Damn his stamp
This son is from a non-gipsy
And I won't shut up
Chorus
Gypsy man believing himself dishonored
Went to his woman knife in hand
Who's son is this?
You've cheated on me, for sure
And he hurted her to dead
Then he went to the mount
With the kid in his arms
And he abandoned him there
Chorus
And in the nights with full moon
It will be because the kid is in a good mood
Aand if the boy cries
The moon will lessen
To make him a cradle
And if the boy cries
The moon will lessen
To make him a cradle
