Dark Desires Angel's blog: "Just stuff"

ok so I doubt this really qualifies as a blog but I don't care it's hilarious!!! There are a lot of words that you can use to describe men - strong, caring, loving - they'd be wrong - but you could still use them. Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes. It's our job to stomp them, and then keep them in the dark until they mature. And hopefully they'll turn out to be something we would like to have dinner with. Men-tal Anxiety. . . Men-opause. . . Men-tal Breakdown. Ever noticed that all problems start with MEN? Q: What's the best way to kill a man? A: Put a naked blonde and a six-pack in front of him. Then tell him to pick only one. Q: What do men and pantyhose have in common? A. They either cling, run, or don't fit right in the crotch! Q: Why do men whistle when they're sitting on the toilet? A: Because it helps them remember which end they need to wipe. Q: What is the difference between men and women? A: A woman wants one man to satisfy her every need...A man wants every woman to satisfy his one need. FYI...a MAN sent these to me!!! lmao

A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone to treasure. For friendship is a gift. A friend is someone who fills our lives with Beauty, Joy and Grace and makes the world we live in a better and happier place. YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED! ~from flanman~

A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be. A friend is a living treasure, and if you have one, you have one of the most valuable gifts in life. A friend is the one who will always be beside you, through all the laughter, and through each and every tear. A friend is the one thing you can always rely on; the someone you can always open up to; the one wonderful person who always believes in you in a way that no one else seems to. A friend is a sanctuary. A friend is a smile. A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no matter where you are, no matter how close or far apart you may be. A friend is someone who is always there and will always--always--care. A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart. A friend is the one door that is always open. Thank you for being my friend. ~another from flanman~

"Into the dim lit, bare walls of my world, You entered, bringing light and life to me, The vivid colors, painted with a swirl Of wit and charm, of personality, With tender care, you added comfort, warmth, And images that line the now bright walls. I look upon them fondly, bringing forth A thankfulness that you walk in these halls With me; our friendship has become a part Of my world now; it has its special place, Within my being, life, and in my heart, Your name hangs right beside your smiling face. Rememb'ring just how drab these walls had been, I have to thank you for the light, my friend." - Anonymous This was sent to me from Flanman. Go check him out if you like this, he seems to have a great collection!

Love is Stronger than Walls "Don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear. For I wear a thousand masks, masks that I am afraid to take off and none of them are me. Pretending is an art that's second nature with me, but don't be fooled. For God's sake don't be fooled. I give the impression that I am secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name and coolness my game; that the waters are calm and I am in command, and that I need no one. But don't believe me, please. My surface may seem smooth, but my surface is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing 'Neath this lies no complacence. Beneath dwells the real me in confusion, in fear, and aloneness. But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know. I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear of being exposed. That is why I frantically create a mask to hide behind; a nonchalant, sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation. My only salvation. And I know it. That is, if it is followed by acceptance, if it is followed by love. It is the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself, that I am worth something. But, I don't tell you this. I don't dare. I am afraid to. I am afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance and love. I am afraid you will think less of me, that you will laugh at me, and that you will see this and reject me. So I play my game, my desperate game, with a facade of assurance without, and a trembling child within. And so begins the parade of masks, and my life becomes a front. I idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk. I tell you everything that is really nothing, and nothing of what is everything, of what is crying within me; So when I am going through my routine do not be fooled by what I am saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I am not saying. What I would like to be able to say, what for survival I need to say, but I can't say. I dislike hiding, honestly! I dislike the superficial game I am playing, the phony game. I would really like to be genuine and spontaneous, and me, but you have got to help me. You have got to hold out your hand, even when that is the last thing I seem to want. Only you can wipe away from my eyes that blank stare of breathing death. Only you can call me into aliveness. Each time you try to understand and because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings. With your sensitivity and sympathy, and your power of understanding, you can breathe life into me. I want you to know that. I want you to know how important you are to me, how you can be the creator of the person that is me if you choose to. Please choose to. You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble, you alone can remove my mask. You alone can release me from my shadow world of panic and uncertainty; From my lonely person. Do not pass me by. Please do not pass me by. It will not be easy for you; a long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls. The nearer you approach me, the blinder I strike back. I fight against the very thing I cry out for. But I am told that love is stronger than walls, and in this lies my hope. Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands, but with gentle hands for a child is very sensitive. Who am I, you may wonder? I am someone you know very well. For I am every man you meet and I am every woman you meet." - Charles C. Finn

What can I say. The site is doing me no good at all but it's a great time killer and I missed it. so at least for now...I'm baaaaaaack

Not sure how many people even look at these things but here ya go for those that do. Come to the comclusion that I don't belong on this website. I appreciate those of you who said you didn't want me to delete my account so...I am not deleting it but I am turning it off. I do have yahoo and if you missed it on my profile my name there is basically the same as here...DarkDesireAngel....I am invisable there a lot but feel free to talk to me there if you want. Have a wonderful holiday everyone! Maybe we will see each other again.

Those of you that know me at all know a couple things about me. One being I will do anything possible to help a friend regardless of what they need help with. The other is I have thick skin that not much gets through to bring me down. Well during part one of these 2 things, my thick skin failed me. So apparently its time I bail out of the online scene for awhile at least. Things just shouldn't affect me like it did, and I don't believe it was even intentional. But since it did affect me, and hours later still is tying me up in knots...the obvious answer is to walk away. I am sure I will return but have no idea when that may be. Have a great Christmas and New Year everyone.

A friend and I have figured out that it is one of my "friends" that flagged my stuff.....so now the question..friend or foe if you dont even have the balls to say something to me..you would rather flag my things and risk my profile being deleted. I don't know who you are but I obviously made a mistake adding you to my friends as you are truly pathetic. So whoever it is that is doing this. please remove yourself from my list, eventually I will find out who you are anyway.

I really think people are just stupid!! completely ridiculous what supposedly offends people!! threatening to delete my account over it!! There was NOTHING vulgur, sexual, or offensive in it unless you are a damn terrorist!! Starting to see why people are getting upset with this site...its for 18 or older so WTF is the problem here? Bunch of damn idiots flagging whatever they like...just stupid. someone needs to pull their head out and see the sunshine again.