FIRECRACKER's blog: "my ramblings"

frankie: start over ...hi can i see your beautiful body in the nude please FIRECRACKER: well calling me young and stupid was not the way to go about that at all. frankie: i was tryin to get you out ur shell is all...lol FIRECRACKER: no because you have already proven to me that your are excatly that guy frankie: show me then FIRECRACKER: it has to do with morales and not wanting just any old man whos horney and wants to jack off get free porn off your page FIRECRACKER: wow its not even about growing up. damn you just don't get it. shit. you try to blame everything on my age but what you don't seem to realize is it has nothing to do with age frankie: its ok if your still young and shy you will grow up soon frankie: whole different subject FIRECRACKER: doesn't matter the site you do it on, thats like saying if , this isn't germany its ok to burn jews frankie: i wanna seee FIRECRACKER: this site is for adults that want the option of putting those types of pictures up htere no where does it say you have to in order to mature or liked.... and i won't. i have class only certain friends get to see me naked frankie: i know that this isnt myspace you can show here and not be a slut FIRECRACKER: your so right i mean damn i'm just so ignorant you should totally educate me in how to be a lady, you seem like your an expert frankie: babe put ur big girl panties on this site is for that FIRECRACKER: yeah i'm young and just don't know that getting naked for anyone and posting your naked ass all over the internet for anyone to see/jack off too doesn't make you a tramp FIRECRACKER: if i want a guy to see that i will send him pictures in private notj ust throw them out there for anyone to see frankie: that dont make ya a tramp see ur young and just dont know FIRECRACKER: no i'm not... but i choose not to cuz i'm not a tramp lol =p haha frankie: tooyoung to show those type FIRECRACKER: about... lol? frankie: am i right FIRECRACKER: haha ok frankie: ur not old enough yet FIRECRACKER: and what would that be? frankie: well i was lookin for pics of a different standard FIRECRACKER: old enough to die overseas FIRECRACKER: haha thanx i guess =p frankie: ur young but pretty hottt FIRECRACKER: hey there frankie: hi

some of the guys on here are just animals.... whats your problem geeze..... ->misterfeet: he's like i'll show you a good time i want a peice of what you got. Misterfeet:damn that's ballsy ->misterfeet: and i'm like.... that statement don't make me feel like a peice of meat ->misterfeet: and hes ilke "you don't know what your missing" ->misterfeet: lol he's silly misterfeet: lol well since you don't know it won't hurt ya LOL ->misterfeet: haha i wa silke "regaurdless of how good you think you are... i'm still not a whore" misterfeet: block taht douche ->misterfeet: he stopped talking to me after i said i wasn't whore lol misterfeet: i'm not going to talk to you anymore either, i need some whores!!!! misterfeet: = D ->misterfeet: LMAO! misterfeet: = P

The rules are: Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 5 people to be tagged. No tag backs. 1.I'm claustrophobic, i don't like having my feet covered up at all (shoes, socks, blankets whatever) same with my face. if they are covered i get very uncomfortable. 2.I love to dance and sing in the morning to wake up! =] and yes i sing into my hairbrush. be jealous. 3.I am literally addicted to Sunkist..... and i love it lol. its all i drink. I beleive by age 30 i'll acutally be orange. 4.I'm country as hell. i love being outside! my ideal summer day is muddin in a field, a backyard BBQ with the nieghbors, Bon Fire at dark, and blastin country music. =] 5.I love when people look at me with that "what the fuck" face. =] it reminds me that i'm not a conformist. 6.I want to be a vampire when i grow up! i'm already halfway there. I'm pale all the time and i lust for blood. i'm an insomniac and if i sleep it is during the day. ((also on the list-i'm makin mister feet my vamp slave)) 7.Organized Caos is the story of my life =] and i love it lol 8.I have a lisp and can't pronounce the word lisp..... i'm ok with that =] lisp are sssssssexy 9.I find beauty in everyday things =] when i retire from the navy i'm going to get into photography glorifying everyday things. i'll make millions.I won't forget all the little ppl that helped me get there! hahaha 10.My hands are always cold no matter what temprature it is outside or the rest of my body is, i am the touch of death. Taggings Warren Dr. Saxman Cowboy 1st Cav Porky Shibby

Rhythmic colors flow on to my plain white existence. My small white square of the world to tell them what my whole life is about. the cold concrete walls and floors of the bear room seems an ironic place to complete this. The brush is part of me, as if attached to my hand, the colors are peices of my soul. So many memories drowned away in colors and symphony. Mozart soothes me as his beautiful music flows around me. He inspires me, I begin. Dipping the brush into my blood and making my pain known, spreading my tears across this cold white surface expressing my sorrow. No skin because you all look right through me, hair like fire that rages across my face. Love that burns deep within me that is long past. The colors seem to come off and dance to the exquisite melodies that fill this cold and darkened room. It almost chills my soul to think that so much can not be understood from my work. All these people see are lines upon my canvas hanging in a gallery because it is considered 'good'. they don't relate and understand that eache color, brush stroke, shape, shadow, and layer is there to represent my soul, my very being, my lifei n one small square for the whole world to view and criticize.The truth is though that its not for me to explain to you my life, or my experiences, its for you to interpret, compare, and relate to the painting. Connect really make it your own and understand the emotion that was put into the painting and not ust see what is painted but why it is. Inspiration is what i need, but where does it come from? perhaps from music, the flowers and tress outside my window, m little brother and older sisters, my faith, an old house, a poem, or even from the clouds. Inspiration is all around us all you have to do is reach out and grab it then spread it on to a canvas and hope people understand what your meaning is. So much of me goes into my art, I think that is why artists die young. They just don't have anything left to give to the world they have spilled their entire soul. Art is all around you. The music you listen to, the outfits you wear. and how you dance, how you speak, how you sign your name. Art is just a small moment in your life that has been captured to your best ability and preserved forever in your heart. You can't be a bad artist only a bad observer. There is beauty in everything, even a simple red streak of paint across a plain white canvas. Art is a magnificent lie that makes us question the truth. It tells a whole life story without ever saying a word. It touches your heart, your soul, and opens your mind. Art breathes life into you. Art is my Life.

my friend introduced me to the poet Rumi and now i am showing you just how great he is =] check these out comment on them please!!!! I am in Love! I am in Love with him. All this advise-- what's the use? I have drunk poison. All this sugar what's the use? You say hurry, tie up his feet. But its my heart that's gone crazy, all this rope around my feet-- what's the use? ================================================= Love rests on no foundation. It is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Imagine, a suspended ocean, riding on a cushion of ancient secrets. All souls have drowned in it, and now dwell there. One drop of that ocean is hope, and the rest is fear. ================================================= By day I praised you and never knew it. By night I stayed with you and never knew it. I always thought that I was me--but no, I was you and never knew it.

Snowy weather driving... =/ ahh yes it is pretty nasty out right now and i just made it home with my mom but heres the LD on the whole story about it first we went all the way to my grandmas 3-4 towns over and that was a drive in its self we ate and turned right back around well when we got into the car to leave the windsheild wiper is broken and rachel and mom were freaking that it was going to fly off so i got out of the car and snaped it down and stuck my bubble gum on the blade to hold it on got back in and it worked perfect heres a pic lol if that ain't hilbilly idk what is lol and then we were driving futher and we see this train coming down the tracks and we couldn't stop and my mom goes the arms are going to come down on the car and sure enough right as we got in the middle of the tracks the lights go one and we all are screaming of course we got outta there fine =] but wow what a ride fun stuff lol

to all the hardasses that roll with me

LA VIE BOHEME--my fave song from rent ANGEL Who died? BENNY Our akita MARK, RODGER, ANGEL, COLLINS Evita BENNY You make fun, yet I'm the one Attempting to do some good Or do you really want a neighborhood Where people piss on your stoop every night? Bohemia, Bohemia's a fallacy in your head This is Calcutta Bohemia is dead MARK Dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes MARK Here she lies, No one knew her worth The late great daughter of Mother Earth On these nights when we celebrate the birth In that little town of Bethlehem We raise our glass You bet your ass to... La Vie Boheme ALL La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme MARK To days of inspiration, Playing hookey, making something Out of nothing, the need To express to communicate, To going against the grain, Going insane, Going mad To loving tension, no pension To more than one dimension, To starving for attention, Hating convention, hating pretension, Not to mention of course, Hating dear old mom and dad To riding your bike Midday past the three piece suits To fruits, to no absolutes To Absolut, to choice To the Village Voice To any passing fad To being an us for once, Instead of a them ALL La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme MR. GREY Ahemm MAUREEN Hey Mister... She's my sister WAITER So that's five miso soup, Four seaweed salad Three soy burger dinner, Two tofu dark platter And one pasta with meatless balls ROGER Eww COLLINS It tastes the same MIMI If you close your eyes WAITER And thirteen orders of fries Is that it here? ALL Wine and beer! MIMI & ANGEL To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese To leather, to dildos, To curry Vindaloo To Huevos Rancheros, and Maya Angelou MAUREEN & COLLINS Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion, Creation, Vacation MARK Mucho masturbation MAUREEN & COLLINS Compassion, to fashion, to passion When it's new COLLINS To Sontag ANGEL To Sondheim FOUR PEOPLE To anything taboo COLLINS & ROGER Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage [La Vie Boheme lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] COLLINS Lenny Bruce ROGER Langston Hughes MAUREEN To the stage! PERSON #1 To Uta PERSON #2 To Buddha PERSON #3 Pablo Neruda, too MARK & MIMI Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow To blow off Auntie Em ALL La Vie Boheme MR. GREY Sisters? MAUREEN We're close ANGEL, COLLINS Brothers! MARK, ANGEL, MIMI & 3 OTHERS Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo Sapiens, Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa Carmina Burana ALL To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC To no shame, never playing the fame game COLLINS To marijuana ALL To sodomy It's between God and me To S & M BENNY Waiter, Waiter, Waiter!! ALL La Vie Boheme COLLINS In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon will commence immediately following dinner... Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot, will preform Native American tribal chants backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello- Which she ain't never studied . ROGER And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an erection on high holy days. MARK and Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap, will perform her famous lawn chair/handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song (Roger picks up a guiter and plays) That doesn't remind us of 'Musetta's Waltz' COLLINS Angel Dumott Schunard will model her latest fall fashions from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10-gallon plastic pickle tub. ANGEL And Collins will recount his exploits as Anarchist... Including the tale of his successful reprogramming of the MIT virtual reality equipment to self-destruct as it broadcasts the words: ALL 'Actual Reality - ACT UP - Fight AIDS!' PERSON Check! MIMI Excuse me, did I do something wrong? I get invited, then ignored all night long ROGER I've been trying, I'm not lying No one's perfect, I've got baggage MIMI Life's too short babe, time is flying I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine ROGER I should tell you- MIMI I've got baggage, too ROGER I should tell you-- BOTH Baggage- OTHERS Wine And Beer! MIMI AZT break ROGER You? MIMI Me. You? ROGER Mimi

[a song i wrote] sometimes i don't even matter somtimes i'm his world but now his heart has wandered and i don't know when it will return look in to my eyes... and tell me your here... tell me your near look in to my heart and i see my soul know that i need you Nevermore... broken hearts, lies when will you see.... i don't wanna cry just hold me here in your arms... look in to my eyes... and tell me your here... tell me your near look in to my heart and i see my soul know that i love you the rain falls tonight to wash away your scent i miss you even more and now my soul is bent our love is nevermore [screamed] i needed your heart [whispered] our love is never more [screamed] you tore mine apart [whispered] nevermore [x3]

Sometimes it's so hard to put the past behind us... We'll remember something, and before we know it, our spirits start to sink again. But you know what? The past is old business that's over and done with. But your future is a whole different matter. You have the right to be happy and you have the power to start shaping your life into what you want it to be. You are a strong person and I know what you're capable of once you make up your mind I know that your future is going to be wonderful. You deserve nothing less than living "happily ever after"