Fubar Blogs 2

Still Confused!!
Why do I find that when I am at my lowest point and keep my hearts little hurtful splinters inside a person I trust but probably should'nt always finds a way to make it a million times worse. Why when I am asked to open up and told that I am so this and so that do the people I trust make me feel like crawling under a rock and mind traveling through the situations that made me this way from the start. I know that we need to find faith within ourselves and try to make the best of things but why why do people just act so heartless? Why when I am leary of opening up and keep to myself do I try to put faith in people that never had a drop of faith in me but shadowed it with drawn out whispers of genuine and whind up being whispers of deceit. I know this may sound stupid but I am puzzled as to why! Why does a person that I never really asked anything of find the need to fill me with lies when if anything all I needed was a great friend. I am not the perfect person as none of us are or the ho

Still Life With Cheese ©
Most women my age cringe at the thought of another year passing by. Not me. I relish the thought! Age brings a freedom, understanding, and depth to one's existance that younger people just haven't any idea of. At 3, I was surprisingly intelligent, and remember a great deal of that year. I remember my birthday party that year. My little brother was born, and I was mad about it. He was born the day they went to the moon, and my mom had woken me up very early to watch it, then went to the hospital later. I loved classical music, especially the 1812 Overture- I called it "Guns and Bells". At 13, I was not the typical teenager. I spent most of my time with my nose in a book or with pen in hand, not out with friends, causing my parents angst. That would come later, but not at that time. I was a 'model child', good at school, showing much promise for a bright future. I didn't have any idea of reality outside the walls of my own little world, and didn't give it much thought. When

Still Here Waiting For You
As I look into your eyes I can't seem to look away I get lost into the moment Each and every day I thought you didn't like me I thought that you moved on But to tell you the total truth... My feelings aren't gone I'm still here, still waiting For us to finally be I'll stay here for as long as it takes For you to be with me I'm still here inside your heart I'll never give up on you You'll never find anyone else Who loves you like I do I'm still here just waiting For you to finally realize I'm still here waiting for you to see me How I see you through my eyes

Still Searching.....
I been lookin for a girl that would be down for me....Though problems come around, she'd hold her ground for me.....And until the day I die she'll keep that vow to be.... Mines and only mines, no matter what might come between.....In love and relations, death has many faces....... No matter how I holds the cards they're still all aces....Made out like a bandit left no traces.......But where's my soul?Nobody knows, it seems that I've misplaced it..........Been stucc between many roccs and hard places......... Swam placid oceans and crossed creation......... Been on top of the world and been complacent....... Toe to toe with me I stood, and I got wasted......... And though I know the pain wont fade quicc....I'll keep pushin til the day that I come to that oasis......

Still 2 This Day.....
Mayb u GUYS can offer SUM insight.....I just checkd my "other familiar" site...an NO it was NOT myspace lol...so anyways, there's this message from a guy i QUIT talkn 2 back n May...His message simply read..."If I promise 2 take u seriously an NOT act like a jerk...can we start talkn' AGAIN?!"....I mean SERIOUSLY...NOT MUCH has changed w/ me since May, when we stoppd talkn...so Y NOW?! He was JUST like ALMOST every other guy...yep good enough 2 hang w/ DEFINITELY good enough 2 SUM~WHAT fuck around w/....but ANYTHIN' ELSE.....OH HELL FUCKN NO!!! EVERY guy that does this @ 1 pt n x...he ALWAYS ends up re~surfacing...Now...mind u i added my most recent pics...an he has NO CLUE that i have my eyes on sum1 else...if he knew bout this other guy...i'd chalk it up 2 competetion or OH I WANT her NOW ONLY b/c she wants SUM1 else.... Is it like NON~FUCKERS remorse? or what?! Seriously...all comments will be greatly appreciated...Far as I'm concerned...he HAD his chance an he threw it away!!! CO

Stillness
Black blood grows cold on old wounds,Main arteries convulse for the last time.Pain sets in, not with the victimBut with his family, his friends, his lover.It was a quick end, an easy way out.A childhood lost,A teenage stolen,An adulthood murdered.Singular in death as he was in life.All is gone;A stillness hovers in the air.Killed with the hand of self-loathing.Self-torment is a bitch, and only has one end.

Still Scared About My Brain Surgery
i am afarid im gonna die in my brain surgery this next 2 weeks (whenever its scheduled) 24th or 31st. I realize that when they put me under, it may be the last time im alive. I have to go to a phsyical rehab to learn to talk and walk again afterwards (after im discharged from hosp). I will spend 4-5 days in ICU then 4 days or so on the medical floor. I will be gone from Fubarv up to 2 months. I want to get married to my BFF and g/f Metal Baby!!!! So she wont feel bad while im gone for that amount of time. Im scared. Is there anyone that can help me feel more positive about this?? Please talk to me. i need to talk to someone who can help me feel ok about this. Please keep me in your thpought. I need all the positive energy i can get. Especilly when they shave all my hair off--im gonna cry. Then donate it to Locks of Love. For kids with cancer anhd they can make a wig out of my hair for them. I have a wig already. So i guess im set. I dont want my hair gone. i have even written a will ju

Still Sweet Waters
still sweet waters roll on by cast a twinkling look in my eye make me laugh make me cry still sweet waters rushing by. along the bank of the still sweet waters i lay waiting for my lover and th elight of day. the sun begins to rise as my lovers approachs. no one encroachs as we make our love known by the still sweet waters. If only you loved me i would run to ypur arms

Still I Rise
ICP] (Fuck give it to me) If I only could I'd set the world on fire [AMB] If I only could I'd set the world on fire [ICP] If I only could I'd set the world on fire [AMB] If I only could I'd set the world on fire [DJ Clay] REMIX! [Chorus x2] [ICP] If I only could I'd set the world on fire [AMB](If I only could I'd set the world on fire) [ICP] Say fuck the world (fuck the world!) If I only could I'd set the world on fire [AMB](If I only could I'd set the world on fire) [ICP] Fuck them all (fuck them all!) [Bonez Dubb] Fuck this and fuck that I'll fuck your bitch from the back Maybe I'll fuck her with the gat and shoot watch her brains splat On the wall fuck it all Fuck the law fuck the hate they wanna brawl Bitch you can suck these balls Watchya gonna do I thought you knew Fuck your whole crew (Fuck that bitch fuck you) Nah homie your just confused Axe Murder we're blown fuck what you heard If you don't know AMB bitch now's the time to learn I roll with Majik Ninja motherfucker,fuck al

1st Impressions
HELLO THERE ALL, THIS BIG NERD. NEW TO THE CHERRY TAP WORLD. MOST SAY I WONT BE HERE LONG IF I RATE LOW. BUT IF YOU RATE EVERY1 HIGH, DONT YOU THINK YOUR BEING A LIL DISHONEST?. I MEAN MOST IN THE WORLD DONT SEE WHA EVERY1 ELSE SES IN OTHERS. THATS WHAT MAKES US AN INDIVDUAL PEOPLE.. OUR OWN PERSON. IF I RATE YOU LOW IT DONT MEAN YOU AINT COOL OR NADA, PLUS LOOKS ARENT ERRTHING. JUST ME HERE SPEAKIN MY MIND. I HOPE TO MAKE NICE FRIENDS HERE RATED 11 OR 10 OR 5 ETC.COME AT ME CORRECT AND YOU GET THE SAME RESPECT I GIVE MYSELF..CIAO

Stimulus
Stimulus package explained... "Sometime this year, taxpayers will receive an Economic Stimulus Payment. This is a very exciting new program that I will explain using t he Q and A format: "Q. What is an Economic Stimulus Payment? "A. It is money that the federal government will send to taxpayers. "Q. Where will the government get this money? "A. From taxpayers. "Q. So the government is giving me back my own money? "A" No, they are borrowing it from China. Your children and grandchildren are expected to repay the Chinese. "Q. What is the purpose of this payment? "A. The plan is that you will use the money to purchase a high-definition TV set, thus stimulating the economy. "Q. But isn't that stimulating the economy of China? "A. Shut up." __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Bel

1st Impressions
Making a good first impression...It takes 5 seconds to make, and 5 years to change..first impressions are EVERYTHING..!Either you make a good impression or your ex'd out even before you start.. hahahaWhat is a "first impression"? It's the first thoughts a person has toward you after seeing, listening, talking, meeting you. Basically you have five seconds the first time someone see's you orthe first few minutes of a conversation to make a lasting impression...No matter how fine, hot, sexy, good looking, intelligent you are..You can f*ck this up.. Everyone has..

The Stimulus Math
Despite the startling job figures released this week, there are signsthat the nation's economy is finally starting to improve; the endof the recession may be in sight. But why is the economy improving,and is this improvement sustainable? Many on the left are hailing the President's $787 billion "stimulus"package as the key behind the budding economic turnaround. These samefolks support the President's proposal for a third stimulus spendingpackage to give the economy a final boost into recovery. But they aremissing one critical point: as Heritage Foundation economist BrianRiedl explains, "government spending does not stimulate economicgrowth." In a new analysis, Riedl debunks liberal myths about stimulusspending, details the long history of failed stimulus packages andprovides sound alternatives that offer real economic revitalization.The Myth: Government can spend its way into prosperityStimulus advocates make what is, on the surface, a plausible argument.They often attribute recessi

Stinkeye Radio In Elkhart !
Stinkeye Radio In Goshen Indiana March 24 What: Stinkeye Radio Presents Local Musicians Musicians Performing: Money Bags., On Pointt, Prefents, reezle, BeeEz, Chaos, & Stank. Where: Travelodge, 1375 Lincoln Way east. Goshen IN Time: 8pm - 12a Ticket Prices - $10 Advance / $ 15 At The Door For Tickets Call - 574 - 329 - 3872 and ask for Jay 21and over show

Stinkeyeradio Is Now Hiring
Are You Outgoing? Do You Like To Have Fun? Do You Love Music? Then Come Join Out Team At Stinkeye Radio! Stinkeye Radio Is Now Hiring For The Following Positions:... No Experience Needed, We Will Train You! DJS Head Of Advertisement Advertisement Lounge Greeters Lounge Bartenders Security - Must be willing to travel from time to time for live shows If You Are Intrested In Joining Our Staff Go To Our HomePage Click Thee application link Fill Out The Information & Someone Will Get Back With You Asap! www.stinkeyeradio.com ** Please note it is volutary at the moment. ** Stinkeye Radio Is Currently Hiring For The Following Positions: Djs - No Experience Required, We Will Train You! Advertisement - Needed To Advertise Online & In Public For Our Live Shows. Security - MUST Be Willing To Travel For Live Shows. Experience Preferred. Lounge Greeters - No Experince Needed. Lounge Bartenders - No Experince Needed. If you ar

Stinkeye Radio Contests
DJ JAY FROM WWW.STINKEYERADIO.COM HAS BEEN CAPTURED AND HE'S BEING HELD HOSTAGE & HE NEEDS YOUR HELP TO GET OUT! ARE YOU WILLING TO DONATE FUBAR BUCKS TO GET HIM OUT?! LET THE BIDDING BEGIN AT $100 FUBAR BUCKS! THE BIDDING WILL LAST FOR 3 DAYS... THE WINNER WILL WIN DJ JAYS SERVICES FOR ONE DAY... AND WILL RECIEVE A STINKEYE RADIO T - SHIRT AS WELL! HAPPY BIDDING AND GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE! HERE'S HOW YOU BID: JUST SIMPLY GO TO OUR LOUNGE http://www.fubar.com/new_lounge.php?lid=51165 BELOW IS A "DISCUSSION" POSTED WITH THIS SAME INFORMATION IN IT... SIMPLY BECOME A MEMBER OF THE LOUNGE AND LEAVE YOUR BID IN THE "DISCUSSIONS" AT THE BOTTOM. stinkeyeradio_dj_jay ~DJ BYTCH 'S ~CT Husband@ fubar THIS BLOG BROUGHT TO YOU COMPLIMENTS OF WWW.STINKEYERADIO.COM OWNER Dj Bytch ~ Dj Jays CT Wife~ Owner Of www.stinkeyeradio.com@ fubar

Stinkeyeradio Supports Independent Musicians
Stinkeye Radio Supports Independent Musicians..... Do you have talent in music? Are you wanting to get your music heard, yet you're not signed nor labeled? If you are intrested in having your music played on Stinkeyeradio.com please feel free to contact us and we will give you details on how to do so. Please contact advertisement@stinkeyeradio.com

Stinkeye Radio
3p-6p central time only! That Freak Dj Bytch Is feelin freaky Enough To have a party over in the Stinkeye Radio Lounge, I will be giving away the following things so make sure you're there: FuBar Kegs! Mardi Gr Beads! Big Pimpin Gifts! FuBux And Who Knows What Else! Maybe A Pair Of My Own Personal Thongs Signed Just for you lmao!!! So Get On Over Here And Join My Party Come Join Me In The FuBar Lounge, Click The Link http://www.fubar.com/new_lounge.php?lid=51165 Or Check Out Our HomePage www.stinkeyeradio.com http://www.stinkeyeradio.com/ Come Join Me In The FuBar Lounge, Click The Link http://www.fubar.com/new_lounge.php?lid=51165 Or Check Out Our HomePage www.stinkeyeradio.com http://www.stinkeyeradio.com/ Hey there, Just touching base with you to see how things are going? Also Stinkeye Radio is putting in yet another section on our site for our Independent Artists, what we would like

Stinkeye Radio Help Wanted
Hey there everyone! Stinkeye Radio is currently looking to fill the following positions: DJS - No Experience needed, will train. Promotions - No Experience needed, will train. Management - Prefer experience, but will train. Administration - Prefer Experience, but will train. Head Of Promotions - Prefer Experience, but will train. Please we ask that if you are inquiring, that you are serious. Stinkeye Radio is and equal opportunity Radio station. Please note that this is not yet a paid position, but there are bonus's and incentives to working/volunteering. If you are intrested you can email us at our secondary email address which is posted below, or via yahoo or msn messengers. We also ask that no one under the age of 18 applys. Stinkeyeradio@yahoo.com Yahoo - jays.bytch Msn - jennml28@hotmail.com Are You Outgoing? Do You Like To Have Fun? Do You Love Music? Then Come Join Out Team At Stinkeye Radio! Stinkeye Radio Is No

Stinkeyeradio Movie Theater
HEY EVERYONE THERE IS A NEW MOVIE OUT IN THE STINKEYERADIO THEATER COME CHECK IT OUT AND BRING ALL YOUR FRIENDS WITH HAVE A FEW DRINKS AND WATCH A MOVIE NOW PLAYING Steal http://www.fubar.com/new_lounge.php?lid=55064

Stinkeyeradio.com Is Hiring
Hello my name is DJ Security i work for stinkeyeradio.com. We are currently looking for DJ's, Advertising staff, and Security for when we do our live shows. Note if you want to DJ you have to be willing to travel for our live shows if you have any questions about DJing or advertising please contact hjlowe5@yahoo.com or dj_hustler25@yahoo.com for any information. Plus we now do Web Hosting and Streaming if you want any information on this please contact jayjay__1@yahoo.com we have a stinkeyeradio lounge here and on second life. If you decide to fill out an application for employment please go to stinkeyeradio.com and click on the DJ application link. You will need a referral to apply you can put DJ Security that is me. My yahoo is dustin_eron3@yahoo.com if you want to contact me. thank you and have a nice day

Stinkeyeradio Is Back
Hey everyone! come join us over at stinkeyeradio.com! you are sure to have a good time with stinkeyeradio.com, you MUST enjoy our good music while we rock the air ways 24/7! Here is the link to our lounge: Click our logo to join us; and remember to tell all your friends to come in and check us out too! http://www.stinkeyeradio.com/ (repost of original by '~DJ Steph~Owner of club-paradize-radio.com~' on '2008-12-09 21:23:50')

The Stir Of Silence
One whisper upon your lips, Those Silent words i long to kiss. The hum in your breathe, It's rythmn of silence scare me to death. A hush so suprised, This feeling deep with in what a rush. The stir of silence takes on the meaning of sadness, Yet this is my guidance. The breeze among the leaves, It is singing it's melody to you and me. Chirping birds dance through the sky, We watch them dance on by. Many Stars light up the night, So silent yet so bright. The stir of silence fill the air, I want to reach your soul to consume you with, love and care. So this stir of silence is pure, This stir of silence is our hearts only cure.

Stitch Mouth
Ran out the back door to go to the garageIt's daytime but it looks like a mirageThe air is thick and calm and everything's hazyA red orange goo blocking sun from letting grazingThe garage door is opened so I go on insideSearch through my pockets find the keys to my rideI got inside my car and I started it upThe muffler blows smoke it hasn't been drove in monthsI back out, turn around then I head down the drivewayI drive down the street until I get to the highwayI don't even know how to get thereTime is passing like the trees I just stop and stareBlankly out the window, it's like the car drives on its ownTaking me where it wants, destination unknownUntil I pass a sign I read it in my rearviewWelcome to Silent Hill, the road is Lathan AvenueWelcome to Silent Hill - we hope you enjoy your stay hereWelcome to Silent Hill - where reality becomes your worst fearWelcome to Silent Hill - try to trap your sanity inside your headWelcome to Silent Hill - where the population is deadThe road was b

ÝstÝklal MarÞi
Korkma, sönmez bu þafaklarda yüzen al sancak Sönmeden yurdumun üstünde tüten en son ocak. O benim milletimin yýldýzýdýr, parlayacak! O benimdir, o benim milletimindir ancak! Çatma, kurban olayým, çehreni ey nazlý hilal! Kahraman ýrkýma bir gül... ne bu þiddet, bu celal? Sana olmaz dökülen kanlarýmýz sonra helal. Hakkýdýr, Hakk'a tapan milletimin istiklal. Ben ezelden beridir hür yaþadým, hür yaþarým; Hangi çýlgýn bana zincir vuracakmýþ? Þaþarým! Kükremiþ sel gibiyim, bendimi çiðner, aþarým. Yýrtarým daðlarý, enginlere sýðmam, taþarým. Garbýn âfâkýný sarmýþsa çelik zýrhlý duvar. Benim iman dolu göðsüm gibi serhaddim var. Ulusun, korkma! Nasýl böyle bir imaný boðar, 'Medeniyyet!' dediðin tek diþi kalmýþ canavar? Arkadaþ, yurduma alçaklarý uðratma sakýn; Siper et gövdeni, dursun bu hayâsýzca akýn. Doðacaktýr sana va'dettiði günler Hakk'ýn, Kim bilir, belki yarýn, belki yarý

1st Live Auction And I'm In It =)
-------------~*~*~*~*~------------- Come Join Us for the First Ever LIVE AUCTION -------------~*~*~*~*~------------- WHERE: The Playground alt=""> -------------~*~*~*~*~------------- WHEN: SUNDAY OCTOBER 26th 7PM EST -------------~*~*~*~*~------------- WHAT: These fine staff members are up for grabs Click each Pic for more details

St. Michael's Birthday Train
St. Michael's Birthday Train "Guitar Man" The Rules: 1. Stop by St. Michael's page, rate the Default folder of pics... He will have an Auto 11s running as well... His Happy Hour is at 10am Futime... Start with this one... While you are there... Rate all the tags in the Birthday Train tag folder. Please leave him a comment that you have gotten your tag... 2. Rate, Fan, Add, and Comment each person on the Party List. If you are already friends with someone, check to make sure you have re-rated him/her and leave a comment... "Happy Birthday St. Michael," "Ridin' Guitar Man train" or something like that... If your profile is marked private, then you need to visit each person's profile on this train and add each rider yourself, whether or not they are above or below you on the train... 3. Private message Carrie when you have completed rating each party guest. She will get a thank

1st Night Here..
this site is incredible. thanks to all the sweet people who messaged me, added me as friends, and said all the awesome things. i cant wait to come back here tomorrow! thanks again :) all of my friends are the best!

S4t4ns
i'm a native american.....33years old female. i have 3 beautiful kids that i cherish very much.i come on the net to meet new friends...i'm not into that cybering thingy which i know theres alot of ppl do whatever floats your boat but i dont do it i just chill with my friends.....i have 7 tatts.i'm into harleys choppers native american history wolves white tigers.

Stocking Fetish
I've got another lovely model to add to my stocking girls portfolio, Paige Richards, who loves stockings anyway! I've sent her four pairs of vintage stockings and she's promised me some great phots, I can't wait. She also appears in the April, 2007 issue of Leg Show in stockings! If you have anything like a stocking, foot or leg fetish you MUST pay a visit to JB Video. I've collected about 40 DVDs of the most beautiful models wearing stockings and driving me crazy with lust, yes, totally masturbatory, but how wonderful to fantasise and orgasm over your favorite fetish!

Stockholm By Night
Finaly its Friday, its soon 17:00 or 5pm. So its time to start getting the music ready for tonight club music, Theme for tonight 80's Synth. We have out 10th anniversary. and 3 livebands too. 3 Dancefloors with diffrent music and 4 Bars, so its a bit to gear up. Hope that everything will work out fine. And still its just a small club. hope that we get around 800 people tonight. I will miss you all. Cheers and have a good night. /Ray

Stock Picks
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Stolen Pleasure
Stolen Pleasure She spawled on the border; Of drunken disorder, Slumbering deep; The watch was asleep. Seeing her lie there So close, I drew night there As a friend might approach A petiton to broach. Silently creeping Like slube (she's sleeping) Climbing came i As soft as a sigh, Kisses to tender Her troat white and slendr, Sweetly to sip The dark wine of her lip. I tasted at last A nightful of pleasure, Till the lawn Flashed the laughter of dawn

Stolen My Heart
I learned my heart is being shared today. By one so small, a whisper of my thoughts. I am overwhelmed by the love I now share. I heard the heartbeat today. The one that is growing so close to mine. It makes me weak in the knees and giddy. I felt the one near my heart move today. My love grows more as they grow each day. I pray they are okay and healthy. I hold the one who stole my heart today. I counted his fingers and toes. He is perfect to me I watch the one who stole my heart grow. He grows more day by day. He is growing so fast. I heard the one who stole my heart. "I love you Mommy" I was told My heart was still for a moment. And then stolen again. My heart has been stolen by my son.

Stolen
1. Do you say "Hi" to people you don't know? most of the time 2. What is the name of the first person you had sex with? david 3. Do you still talk to this person? nope.... 4. Recite a line from 2 movies: ummm i dont know... lol 5. What movies were they from? 6. Do you play by the rules? Of course i do. hehehe 7. Name another word for penis: cock.... 8. Do you complain a lot? yes 9. Have you ever been to Canada? nope but i would love to go 10. Do you have an addictive personality? Yeah 11. What size would you say your nose is? med 12. What is someones name, that begins with the letter B? beth ... foster sister.. 13. Name someone whose plastic surgery turned out poorly. michael jackson 14. Have you ever performed CPR, on anyone? yes 15. Name something that falls from the sky: rain snow sleet ..i hate them all 16. Are you polite? most of the time 17. Name a TV show or movie, that impacted soci

Stolen Jokes
Two priests decided to go to Hawaii on vacation. They were determined to make this a real vacation by not wearing anything that would identify them as clergy. As soon as the plane landed, they headed for a store and bought some really outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, sunglasses, etc. The next morning they went to the beach dressed in their “tourist” garb. They were sitting on beach chairs, enjoying a drink, the sunshine and the scenery, when a “drop dead gorgeous” blonde in a topless bikini came walking straight towards them. Her beauty took their breath away. They couldn’t help but stare. As the blonde passed them she smiled and said: “Good Morning, Father ~ Good Morning, Father,” nodding and addressing each of them individually, then, she passed on by. They were both stunned. How in the world did she know they were priests? So the next day, they went back to the store and bought even more outrageous outfits.

Stolen Moments
My words were never meant to cause you pain my words were never meant as digs my words were only meant to show you deserve better My words were never meant to make you cry My words were nevr meant to make you feel down My words were only meant to show you you are wonderful Wishing you knew what a gift you were to those who love you Wishing you knew how truely good you ae Wishing I could somehow, someway make you see what is right there........ In your eyes In your smile In your touch In evry sweet thing you do In evry caring word In every joke, laugh, or just plain sillyness. You are so wonderful, so amazing, so loving and unselfish. Only want you to be happy and have what you deserve in life....which is only the best of everything. ...............I'M SORRY Why is it people get so bent out of shape about comments? I have done it myself. We see a comment on someoen's page we care about and get jealous, or angry or who knows what. If someone say

Stolen
So I bought a 2007 Yamaha R1 back on the 13th of April. I had it for 4 1/2 months already. I had plans to put an alarm on it this friday. I'm getting ready to take off to a party just to have my roommate tell me that it was gone. Now some unlucky, lucky asshole stole 16,000 from me. And to think, I lived in a nice neighborhood!

Stole From A Mummer
The Marine stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, Marine, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?" The soldier squared his shoulders and said, "No, Lord, I guess I ain't. Because those of us who carry guns, Can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I've been violent, Because the world is awfully rough. But, I never took a penny, That wasn't mine to keep... Though I worked a lot of overtime, When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God, forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears. I know I don't deserve a place, Among the people here. They never wanted me around, Except to calm their fears. If you've a

Stolen Car
GOTTA LOVE A DRUNK!! A drunk walks out of a bar with a key in his hand and he is stumbling back and forth. A cop on the beat sees him and approaches 'Can I help you sir? 'Yessh! Ssssomebody ssstole my carrr' the man replies. The cop asks 'Where was your car the last time you saw it ' 'It wasss on the end of thisshh key' the man replies. About that time the cop looks down and sees the man's weiner hanging out of his fly for all the world to see. He asks the man 'Sir are you aware that you are exposing yourself? ' Momentarily confused, the drunk looks down at his crotch and without missing a beat, blurts out. ........ 'Holy crap! My girlfriend's gone too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stolen From Crystal 1
Long as hell I know, so sorry. But bored, and you don't have to read it Time started this: 3 24 am Name:: Cerri as in Keeeeeri not sherry or some crap. Age: 21 lol Gender:: Female Birthdate:: june 19th Birthplace:: hospital in England Current Location:: Home Status:: to what? Height:: 5 ...6 or 7 ish Weight:: shut up already.....ok around 90 pounds, OR ALMOST 7 STONE Body type:: little but i have muscles ......you cant see them all lmao ......now that was naughty. Eye Color:: Bright blue Hair color:: blonde at the present Hair length:: medium Skin(type/color): white with damned tan lines grrrrrrr Sexual Preference:: i prefer to have it Members in your family:: *************** Are your parents married? who cares? dont talk to any of them Are you a citizen of your country?: yes but i pay taxes here Pant size:: 1 or children's Shoe size:: 7 Shirt size:: little i lost my boobies *cries* lol Zodiac sign:: Gem

Stolen From Queenie
ok stole from Queenie but, she is a good girl so mine has to be nsfw***************************** Do you get high a lot? naa, i prefer to just shoot heroin, jk yeesh i am nutty enough just add water. Do you wish you were somewhere else right now? do the words fuck yes mean any thing? Where are your siblings? fucked if i know, somewhere with thier heads up thier arses.......just saying Your ex shows up randomly at your house, what do you say? fuck directly and completely off lmao Last person you texted? Ls Do you have a bestfriend? kinda sorta in a wierd kinda not really, yes i do way.....Queenie How many pillows do you sleep with? with? i have 6 on my bed, but i need to get to know them a little better before i sleep with them. What kind of shirt are you wearing? superman lol Do you like cuddling?R

Stolen From Peacey ♥
http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-personality-defect-test Your result for The Personality Defect Test by Saint_Gasoline ... Hippie You are 43% Rational, 71% Extroverted, 29% Brutal, and 14% Arrogant. You are the Hippie! Characterized by a strong sense of extroversion, irrationality, gentleness, humility, and a faint scent of marijuana, you no doubt frolic through fields preaching peace and free love! Immediately following that, you then frolic to the hospital with herpes! You are probably either very spiritual or needlessly paranoid about "the man", like most hippies, as a result of your focus on intuition and feelings over cold, brutal logic. You probably enjoy poetry, especially beatnik ultra-liberal crap about how horrible fascism is, even though your suburbanized, sheltered idea of "fascism" is having to pay two dollars per gallon at the gas pump. You are also very, very social. And like any hippie who would have no qualms about hitchiking across the co

Stolen!!! Would U...?
Your Name: Age: Favorite position: 1. Do you think I'm cute?. 2. Would you have sex with me? 3. lights on or off? 4. Would you have to be drunk? 5.Would you take a shower with me? 6.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 7.Would you leave after or stay the night? 8.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 9.Condom or skin? 10. Have sex on the first date? 11.Would you kiss me during sex? 12.Do you think I would be good in bed? 13. Would you use me as a booty call? 14.Can I use you as a booty call? 15.Can we take pictures of the act? 16.How long would we have sex? 17.Would you tell your friends about me? 18.Would you want me for a b/f , g/f or friend? 19.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? 20. One thing that you would like to do to me if you were alone with me?

Stolen From Sproets Bish Who Stole It From Dekkar
You Can Only Type ONE Word. Not as easy as you might think. Now copy and paste into your blog and tag 5 ppl to do the same. Leave a comment to let us know you have done it, AND LEAVE THEM A COMMENT TO LET THEM KNOW THEY HAVE BEEN TAGGED. It's really hard to only use one-word answers! 1. Where is your cell phone? purse 2. Your significant other? john 3. Your hair? red 4. Your mother? friend 5. Your father? funny 6. Your favorite thing? sex 7. Your dream last night? forgot 8. Your favorite drink? alcohol 9. Your dream/goal? happy 10. The room you're in? livingroom 11. Music? rock 12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Alabama 14. Where were you last night? here 15. What you're not? dishonest 16. Muffins? blueberry 17. One of your wish list items? intimacy 18. Where you grew up? michigan 19. The last thing you did? pasted 20. What are you wearing? pajamas 21. TV? satellite 22. Your pets? messy 23. Your computer? life 24. Your life? pending 25. Your

Stolen
I don't know who Daniel is...but I stole this...so that is that ----------------------------------------- following daniel's rules created @ 2009-03-25 18:09:56 RULE 1: You opened this; you GOTTA take it RULE 2: You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks! LAST PERSON YOU.... [1] Who was the last person you texted? steve, right now as a matter of fact [2] You were in the car with? Jen [3] Went to the mall with? outlet shops..no malls [4] Person you talked on the phone with? my sister [5] You messaged/commented on Fubar? Perfectly Inked T/F Only answer with True or False Q:Kissed some one on your top friends? only in my dreams Q: Been searched By Cops? True Q: Been suspended from school? true Q: Sat on a roof top? true Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? true Q: Broken a bone? false Q: Have shaved your head? omg, false Q: Played a prank on

Stolen From Facebook
My lead flight attendant came to me and said, "We have an H.R. On this flight." (H.R. Stands for human remains.) "Are they military?" I asked. 'Yes', she said. 'Is there an escort?' I asked. ... 'Yes, I've already assigned him a seat'. 'Would you please tell him to come to the flight deck. You can board him early," I said.. A short while later, a young army sergeant entered the flight deck. He was the image of the perfectly dressed soldier. He introduced himself and I asked him about his soldier. The escorts of these fallen soldiers talk about them as if they are still alive and still with us. 'My soldier is on his way back to Virginia ,' he said. He proceeded to answer my questions, but offered no words.I asked him if there was anything I could do for him and he said no. I told him that he had the toughest job in the military and that I appreciated the work that he does for the families of our fallen soldiers. The first officer and I got up out of our seats to shake his hand. He lef

Stolen Surveys
1. What is your name?Princess Mononoke2. How old are you?243. What's your hair color?Dark brown.4. What's your eye color?Hazel, bright green when I cry.5. Who do you miss right now?Nobody.6. How are you feeling?Guilty for not missing somebody.7. What kind of music do you like?Electronic, IDM. Ambient, Trip Hop, Trap, House, Underground hip hop. 8. What is your favorite band?I don't really have one. Maybe Nine Inch Nails, or RHCP.9. Who is your favorite actor/actress?Crushing on Kat Dennings.

Stompernet Smarts
Stompernet SMARTS Read a SMARTS review here * You'll learn to see the underlying structure behind the seemingly chaotic network of social media sites – and how to STRATEGICALLY target it to drive the maximum traffic to your site * You'll get a Social Media "Mind-Meld" so you will AUTOMATICALLY avoid the landmines that can destroy reputations in the Web 2.0 world * You'll know the 5 key strategies that will drive ALL your Social Marketing successes... and will drive nearly unlimited free traffic to your sites (not to mention getting you an almost instant boost in the search engines) SMARTS Stompernet, stompernet, smarts, stompernet smarts, smarts review, don crowther, How does SMARTS stack up, Is Don Crowther and SMARTS worth the money

Stompernet Scrutinizer
StomperNet Scrutinizer Scrutinizer by Stompernet The Scrutinizer is a web browser, based upon the Adobe AIR toolkit and the WebKit browser, that offers a simulation of the human visual system. Specifically, it illustrates the distinction between foveal and peripheral vision in visual acuity and color perception. Using this simulation, you can get a better idea of how users interact with your site design. It's also a great tool for observing users interacting with your pages. By slowing them down, the Scrutinizer makes it easier for you to figure out what information the user is consuming and what actions they are considering. The Scrutinizer browser applies a visual filter to where the mouse is located, simulating foveal vision centered around the mouse. For parts of the screen far away from themouse, the display deteriorates into lower resolution, both in detail and color. You can use the browser to get a better understanding of the low level mechanics of how users intera

Stomper Smarts
Stomper Smarts Is Don Crowther and SMARTS worth the money? Search Engine Domination: When you start social marketing the right way, the search engines will suck up to you like nobody's business. Until you've actually seen how this work, it's just plain hard to believe. Shocking really. You'll start to see multiple rankings, yes 2, 3, even 8 or more placements... higher up in the first page for your most profitable keywords. Which means you're going to be seeing double... triple... even quadruple the traffic from better search engine rankings alone. Social Networking Builds DIRECT Traffic and Buzz: Viral marketing is more powerful now than ever, because more people are spending ore time talking to each other online than ever before. When you discover how to post profiles and pages on social networking sites that people love to read... that build raving fans... and establish you as an expert and thought leader in your particular industry... your traffic and viral m

Stompernet
How is Stompernet Going? StomperNet is back with Going Natural 2.0. As StomperNet has grown, so has its organization, staff, content and focus. StomperNet is now filled with many top, online master marketers. There’s social networking sites like LinkedIn, bookmarking sites like Digg and Delicious and collaborative resource sites like Wikipedia. Plus every day a new Web 2.0 site is born offering yet another way to connect with people and drive traffic back to your site. The “problem” with social marketing is how different it is to traditional marketing. You can’t even smell like you are trying to sell something or just using the site to build links or traffic back to your site, because as soon as you do - BOOM - you are banned. To make social marketing work you have to…well…be social. Yeah, not surprising, but very true. SMARTS Stompernet, stompernet, smarts, stompernet smarts, smarts review, don crowther, Stompernet SMARTS Coaching Program, How is Stomperne

Stompernet Going Natural 2.0
StomperNet Going Natural 2.0 Stompernet Review Social Marketing Is Huge. I don’t know about you, but I can’t keep up with all the social media and Web 2.0 talk lately. Not a day goes by where I don’t get some notification from Facebook and given the growth numbers the site is putting up, it won’t be long until Facebook rivals MySpace, the current traffic leader. Then there’s YouTube, the video sharing site that apparently every single American who uses the Web goes to watch at least once every day. I found my earnings dwindling, my website was "Google Sandboxed" and I was paying way too much for PPC's. That is when I discovered the initial StomperNet "Going Natural" videos on SEO. Yes, this video seems so old now, but the ideas and suggestions regarding SEO were (and still are) so powerful...and I implemented many of the suggestions discussed in these videos. Sure enough, a couple of weeks later I found myself out of the Sandbox and getting some rather respectable

Stomach Bugs
Tuesday, June 12, 2007 dreaming in viral vision...... Current mood: nauseated the end of the weekend became a body fluid square dance that is probably to disgusting to go into detail over but just so you get it ...... stomach bug..... damnit. ok first of all the whole bug thing is not something i get normally but it has been known to bring me down a few times.the best part has always been the vivid dreaming.holy shit some of them go way off the charts. wanna see some cool shit go suck tonsils with someone whos been hugging porceline for a day and see what happens.ill share a less than version for you. me or i think its me walking along .... kind of an internal view and a bit bouncy... makes me sick ... like motion sickness.fall through the ground into black and nothing .... im not sure there is a bottom but i stopped so.... i guess so. out of the black a bear lunges at me mouth open to take a bite... i stop the bear with my hands holding his jaws open."cut it out

Stomping The Search Engines 2
Stomping The Search Engines 2 Learn more about Stomping The Search Engines 2 HERE Today I want to tell you about Stomping The Search Engines 2 and what you can expect from it. IM experts all over the world are currently reviewing their early copies of the DVDs, so we'll leave the OPINIONS to them. I'm going to stick to the impartial facts. No hype. Total transparency. That's a nice change, isn't it? Back in 2004, Brad and I recorded the original "Stomping the Search Engines" in my New Jersey basement. It was a CD, audio-only, course. In it, we covered the SEO strategies that Brad and I had been using to get our physical product e-commerce sites indexed and ranked over and above our competitors. Now, I'm not getting nostalgic here. I'm just describing what STSE1.0 was like, so I can point out how "Stomping the Search Engines 2" fundamentally improves on what came before.

Stompernet The Net Effect
Stompernet The Net Effect Learn more about Stompernet The Net Effect HERE Stompernet The Net Effect - On StomperBlog.com, we’ve had a few questions and comments about the pricing. I mentioned yesterday that STSE2 was developed to be a $497 retail product. Some people thought that was a GREAT price. Some people expressed that they STILL wouldn’t be able to afford it. Before you count yourself out because of the cost just stick with us. I will stick by my promise to make this a “Can’t Say No” offer that will be affordable for EVERYONE. And I mean EVERYONE. Augmenting our SEO knowledge and expertise on these DVDs are several members of our StomperNet all-star faculty. We hired these guys to teach US inside StomperNet, and now we’re giving non-Stompers a chance to benefit from this collective pool of GENIUS!

Stompernet Magazine
Stompernet Magazine Learn more about Stompernet Magazine HERE Stompernet Magazine - Tomorrow, I'm going to tell you why EVERYONE will be able to afford Stomping the Search Engines 2 AND the Net Effect... But don't worry - I'll still do it Dragnet style - just the facts. As always, if you have any questions or comments about "Stomping the Search Engines 2" put 'em up on the StomperBlog and we'll answer them in the next installment. Well, OUR info comes from a panel of world renowned experts and is supported by testing, research and implementation across thousands of StomperNet member sites. Does our stuff work? Well, we're closing in on our 2 year anniversary and clients still pay us $800 a month to be part of our network. I like to think that's a good indicator, but you should decide for yourself. Stomping The Search Engines 2, The Net Effect, Stompernet The Net Effect, STSE2, Stompernet Magazine, Andy Jenkins, Brad Fallon, Stompernet, Stompernet effec

Stoned
Ok so not really but its what u make it right...? So ya i dont have 2 work till Wednesday..and i have no fucking clue how to spend it...so i figure ill just keep smoking till i do! So break out the Bongs, fill it up with some ice and water...and away...we...go! Blazed, JR So today its rainy as fuck! and i didnt have to work! so i busted out some Candy Kush i got last night..i literally said im saving this for a rainy day..but meant it in a figurative sense...and so it fuckin rained this morning so how ironic...so in goes the ice and water in the 2 footer and its on! So im bored at work and all my shit is done...so im sittin my office playing Poker on the computer! Hope everyone is having a chill day!

Stones And Crystals
Gem of Light A garnet’s inner sparkle stirs something within us – the recognition of beauty, perhaps, or a feeling of strength in its energy that reflects our own. Throughout time, people have harnessed the energy of this gemstone to purify, heal, and protect themselves. But the stone’s true magic lies in its capacity to help us have faith in ourselves. Its reddish hue inspires passion – although garnets can be found in a number of vibrant colors, including red, orange, green, and bluish pink. The garnet’s radiant beauty reminds us of our inner fire and magnifies our power. Ancient mariners watched the garnet‘s glow as it shone in the darkness, acting as a talisman against dark forces. For use as protection against nightmares and disasters, the garnet is embraced by people for its comforting glimmer – a light they can focus on as they dispel their fears. Ancient Egyptians saw the power of purification in the garnet’s radiant blaze and used it to cleanse the body o

Stoneage Ramblings,
I touch on this my last Blog.I miss my last Ex in more than one way.For allowing my Assumptions,as thoughts sometimes.Where I am now not allowed to Assume.My Oppinions had more,Merit between,Kate her Sister,Children etc.We used to have awesome Debates an Auguements. So I write mmy thoughts on accassion as my Senile Mind awakens from years of Alcohol Bliss.I'm a constant Brain fart,Can't remember shit syndrom.Off to the Market for Sunday Dinner,my Treat my Cooking. Peace to all that read my Blogs.Back from the store + baked again.Sidekick 69's wife is cooking.Which is a relief an I get to injoy my Buzz. Unfortunately I missed the rest of the Patriots - Jets playoff game.But today I have been useing my Oppinions,an, his wife is a bit indifferent with me.Her being a Virgo is the problem,Tuarus bad as well.Full moon this week had me all Pissy,crabby,snappy etc.Lost an aqauintence at myspace.Over the same topic I lost one here as well..Till the next Senceless Blog.

Stoner/sludge Metal
I can't find a video of theirs on YouTube. Some one, tell me : Has the 'Zilla even MADE a music video at all? Damn, I don't even know how long they've been a band. I would sell my soul for ANY bleeping music vid of Bongzilla's. Satan! Where are you? ::knocking on floor::

Stonegargoyle
hey there everyone i have entered a contest at www.ziddio.com . please go there and vote on my video called christmas wishlist. I would very much appreciate you votes on my video. thank you all, stone

Stons Life (from Pebbel To Bolder)
A guy cut in front of my wife Sarah 1/29/07 totaling her car, & cracking her sternum from top to bottom, air bag didn’t open (glad-would of broke her glasses & cut her face up) so she suffered seat belt trauma. 1 week after Sarah, I was driving the rental PT Cruser when it was starting to snow heavily, & a guy cut in front of me on 59 by Pontiac lake rd, sped up than hit his brakes. So I taped my brakes & slid, let up & angled into the stretch parking lot of Pontiac lake motel & the party store on the corner. it would of worked perfect, except I hit a piece of broken curb & a rock, throwing my direction off from angled runway to right turn into cut off telephone post barrier fronted by big rocks. Rock knocked an 8" across chunk out of the oil pan, we know it was the pan because the drain plug was in the center of it, & I stopped with a pole logged behind the front clip up against the front axel, so when I backed it up off the rock it tore the whole front clip off!!! Di

Stoney
I am very new to cherry tap and can't quite get the hang of it...it will take me awhile to orient myself to this layout...have been a myspace brat for a long time and just got talked into cherry tap.....so please be patient and kind and if I don't respond its not because I don't want to, I just haven't figured it out yet...lmao....Anyway I'll tell you something about myself....I am a female who plays a five string bass in a band named duba. You can learn more about us by going to www.duba.biz I love to play and enjoy going to open jams and enjoy singing. It was only natural for me to pick up a bass and be able to sing and play at the same time....I'm not fancy but I can cut some bass rifs every now and then. I'm told that I'm a natural vocalist and have perfect pitch on every note I sing. I'm not musically trained, just picked up and started one day. I am married to the lead guitarist in the band and although enjoy compliments and such, please remember I am married and I do take

Stoner Journal 101
what would be the wierdest thing to think about... humm... i donno but i am watching this crazy movie, that has a monkey in it. like how real would that be. not like it could happen in real life. so... i start work tomarrow at moxies. i work with my husband and i think it will be ok. thats all i wanna right right now but i will start again in a few.............................................................................i was just folding clothes and i just remembered that american dad was on and then family guy lol... and i am tripping out on the alien but ya its funny......back to the cloths i go lol....tehehehehe................................................................OMG... this is so hard i am just going to stop.

Stoneworks
I love Gargoyles. Gargoyles fulfill many functions on a building: the original Gargoyles were simply decorative water spouts that projected water from the roof away from the building to prevent water from seeping into the foundation. Later Gargoyles were employed to express the intention of the building -for instance, I've seen old dental buildings that had Gargoyles that were people with painful swollen faces denoting toothaches. On Churches, Gargoyles were rendered as fearsome demonic looking creatures, set to remind the faithful of the perils of the world outside, and the importance of a guiding faith. The original Gargoyles were made of carved stone, and are definitely Gothic in styling. There's something exciting and eerie about grotesque faces carved in cold stone. Gargoyles are usually positioned overhead, so that the viewer will have the feeling that the creature is looking down upon him/her. Some Gargoyles were made of cast porcelain, but these aren't as striking

Stoners Loco's Forever
Are you tired of supporting everyone's habbits? Do you both look out the window while doing it doggie style? Does Pyrokleptomania affect your ability to light a cigarette in your own house? If so please send one good bullet to the forehead of those affecting your day.

Stonehenge Radio
I want to let every one know that I have the same taste in music as the former DJ Love and he has sent me everything that I didn't have that he likes so you will be hearing alot of his music on here because I like it! I have listened to former DJ Loves shows and I thought he was a really killer DJ and well people on here drove him to quit, I am working on trying to get him to DJ for me from time to time if he will cause I don't have alot of time to sit here and DJ I got other things i have to do too and they come first! I am DJ Stone I am the owner of Stonehenge Radio and I am bringing my station to FU bar at the request of DJ Enigma and The former DJ Love (who is allowing me to stream to his old server for you here on Fu bar). Love has told me about what happened to his old Radio Station and Lounge and all I can say is that was BULLSHIT people need to be loyal if they are to be a part of something. I will not tolerate the BS or black balling so don't even try it! If you

1st, One Just Because I Can
have a nice day have you ever heard the expression"kill them with kindness"? how the fuck does that work? if it does it would have to be extremely slow. if you want something slow go with some poison:cyanide,belladonna,or nightshade. otherwise use a brick or even a nice hatchet now, am i the only one who see's some people as the atypical stripper type? they are all look at through a safety glass, but doesn't touch, even as they dragg random people upon the stage with them, whomever that happens to be for the moment.nope, not attention whores at all.granted they might not even know what they are doing, but since when has stupidity been an excuse?Granted im not the best people person;im arrogant,cynical, and generally emotionally detached.hell, love me, hate me neither really matter to me. it doesnt affect who i am or even in the slightest how i live my life.most likely if i do not know you, im most likely im completely indifferent to you. so in closing,if you think that your opinion

Stone Soup
The fable of the stone soup is about co-operation amid scarcity. In varying traditions, stone has been replaced with other common inedible objects, and therefore the fable is also known as button soup, wood soup, nail soup, and axe soup. The Stone Soup Legend There exists a tale, handed down from times long ago, of two travelers on a pilgrimage. Hungry and tired from a long day’s journey, they come to a small, impoverished, medieval village, where they decide to rest by the side of the road. One of the travelers builds a small fire, upon which he places a large pot, while the other, having drawn water from the town well, fills the pot and places into the vessel a simple stone. As the two men sit by the fire, bringing their "stone soup" to a boil, the local villagers become inquisitive of the curious antics of these strangers. Eventually, several townsfolk decide to investigate the matter and approach the two travelers to engage them in conversation. Shortly thereafter, ther

The Stoners Club Rules
RESPECT ALL PEOPLE NO LINK DROPPING UNLESS YOU HAVE PERMISSION NO FIGHTING NO RACEST SLIERS IF YOU BRAKE THESE RULES YOU WILL BE EJECTED hey all sorry for the mass but a bit of information i thought needed to go out, there is an email going around with the subject question it or fanbox. PLZ dont open it, it is a flash bomb ( a shit load of ies will pop up and freeze ur system ) i just informing everyone on my list ... ty all and have a good evening ~end mass

Stoner's 420 Train
TOKING ON THE STONER'S 420 TRAIN What you have to do is really easy, FIRST rate/comment these 42 pictures; ha you want 42 or 420?; the FU started marking pics as I was privately uploading, so if they are NSFW you must comment; so you can pay attention or just comment all; start with this picture: SECOND, rate, fan, and add all on this bulletin/blog. If they are already your friend, rerate if necessary and leave the comment, "Stoner's 420 Train". THIRD: Those of you receiving friend requests, you MUST fan and rate and not just accept the friend request. FOURTH, when you're done, let me (Tulsa's Angel) know and I will get you added. Tokers: The Overseer Tulsa's Angel~ Sarge's Bad Girl ~ Club FAR Team LOVE Cpt@ fubar The Manipulator Sarge's Bad Girls@ fubar The Pap

Stoner's Enter Here
i am lookin for your help!!!! i have started and album called a friend with weed, does this sound like you ? are ya interested in being apart of this? i hope so i do luv all my stoner friends!!! A day without a buzz is a day that never wuzz!!!!!

Stone Sour
I don't know how else to put this It's taken me so long to do this I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight My muscles feel like a melee My body's curled in a U-shape I put on my best but I'm still afraid Propped up by lies and promises Saving my place as life forgets Maybe its time I saw the world I'm only here for a while But patience is not my style And I'm so tired that I gotta go What am I supposed to hide now? What am I suppose to do? Did you really think I wouldn't see this through Tell me I should stick around for you Tell me I could have it all I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go I get to go home in one week But I leaving home in three weeks They throw me a bone just to pick me dry I'm following suit and directions I crawl up inside for protection I'm told what to do and I don't know why I'm over existing in limbo I'm over the myths and placebos I don't really mind if I just fade away I'm ready to live with my family I'm re

A Stoners Christmas
A STONERS CHRISTMAS BY MATTHEW MILLER it was the night before christmas and all through the house. every creature was laughing especially the mouse. smoke filled the room the candles were lit; as all waited for saint nick, the tree was bare on the mattle a bottle of booze in hopes that saint nick would come soon, Caroller by the street singing, still nothing but coughing filled the room, a family of mice, in the kitchen filling their appitite, upon the roof a clatter, un heard over the chatter; as the bong circled the room, down the chimney, came the old fat man in the red suit; out of chimney with care, he began to stare, now levi i hope you intend to share, laughter rolled thru his belly; into the dense air; into his hand,our blunt did go, as he took a deep breath, his eyes got cloudy, " wowi" he spoke with a cloud of smoke, he set out the presents with care, "santa" someone cried, his beady eyes grew in size, a beauty in red velvet caught him by suprise; he took another pu

Stone Garden
Reflected shadows of granite angels Pillars marking souls within this cold employ Flowers with vacant petals bow in defeat Against the sullen winds that blow. The whisper of a lonesome cry Descends upon the barren tombs As thunder roars its angered song And lightning strikes against the moon. The night is cast by misty fog And wrapped within a damp embrace The stones of those long forgotten Who's broken souls now haunt this place.

Stoned Thoughts
What makes you believe/trust someone? Is it one thing in particular or is it a combination of little things? Does everybody require the same things to believe/trust someone? Is there a time limit on how long it takes you to trust someone?

The Stoner Poetry
Four thousand miles is just a short walkwhen it means hearing you talk,cause your voice melts my heart,I can never let us be apart..Babydoll all I live for is your touch.The feel of your skin gives me such a rushIt takes just a single second in time,to give me a reason to write this rhyme.Your beauty has no meaning when,its not compared to you within.Because your a sweetheart in every way,And I long for your magic smile every day.The essence of you is of wonder,the colours of the world follow you,In a storm as menacing as thunder and lighting,But as peaceful as morning dew.The world awakens when you open your eyes,Changing hues from black, grey to sunrise.Dawn brings serenity only found at that time,when you raise your head and press lips with mine.

Stones
Little stones carved with My thoughts , that pen moving so easily What did it say then what will it say now I need to be gone and think of where I will end Those burning ghats of yore smoke from the pure rising in the morning sun, Just as when daybreak heralded My entry, so will those climes and times hark the end yet what of the times in between those tall trees called flame of the forest as the flowers from afar make the forest look afire did any rush to put that out I wonder and yet when one is afire so many dampen the ideas and quell the desires is control always a good thing Maybe sometimes we need to lose all control revert to what We once were primal and primeval and then will the lives soar again

Stoopid Truck
Well I called twice yesterday because it's been about a month and no one calls me back from KDT. I asked if my truck was all paid off yet so I could get it back because HELLO I NEED MY TRUCK! And I guess the ONLY one who can find out that information is Stacy not even the manager or Owner can find that information out. So I called back today and they said that they already gave her the message and she would call me back when she got in. Now I have the state paying them and I found out from my friend who it was I need to speak to at the state office for that, So I called her and I told that I need to know this information soon, and told her that no one else could/would give me this information over at KDT. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I hear back from her today. SIDE NOTE: If you live in the area around AUGUSTA MAINE and are getting STATE's AID for anything DON'T GO TO KDT IF YOU NEED YOUR CAR, TRUCK OR SUV worked on because they lose info, never hear you right, or can't

Stoopid Bike Trick Backfires.
I finally go to get the broken arm patched up Wednesday. I should be more incoherent than normal for a day or two. I popped the curb and did a header over the handlebars. Broke the top of my now unfunny humerous bone. Bicycle helmets work. Make your kids wear them! It ain't a point for compromise. I will have to find a surgeon tomorrow. Wish me luck and cheer me up. PS I got the X-Rays on CD I might upload it if I can find a Windows PC here. Penguin Rulez!

Stoopid Science
So here is the question, does light have mass? Visible light is electromagnetic radiation whose wavelength falls within the range of which the human retina responds. Light consists of energy quanta called photons that behave partly like waves and partly like particles. So gravity affects things with mass correct? Black holes have such extreme gravity that not even light can escape. If it was energy without mass, then the gravitational pull of a black hole would have no effect. You don’t actually see an object, you see the visible light hitting it. Isn’t light just a byproduct of something else? Just like heat, light is a byproduct of fire. Have there been experiments in no matter the source of the illumination, does the light have the same properties? Might the sun and a campfire emit light at a different speed? What about a light bulb? Or are the properties of light universal no matter the source or emitter? And it must have mass otherwise it would pass through objects r

Stoopid Drama Starters List
NOt that it really matters.... but at the moment i had nothing better to do.. so i figured i would save "Witchy woman" the trouble of posting her archives... i did it myself..... all because she wants to dragg out shit.... well... here it is.... what was passed along to me from her "fubar page" and my response is the archive messages i have.... oh yeah... and if u like to create "fubar relationship drama" then one should be more prepared to take the heat from it to... Dj Mizz B Haven (8/14/2008 5:56:45 PM): please im me now if u want to stay on the list.... and im me with a remove me note if u want to be taken off please.... thanks greeneyedladyinoklahoma (8/14/2008 6:06:00 PM): u said i was off the list and sent everyone a mass saying to remove me...then someone blocked me from lounge. take care Dj Mizz B Haven (8/14/2008 6:06:51 PM): did not realize u weer still here on my list... that will be taken care of.... and yes... i told people to block u...

Stop By
I love you guys and wish you all the best in life. also I hope everything is going grandly for you all and that includes people I don't know as of yet. as for my day it is finally over all I have to do is wait for the sleeping pill too take affect and I just wanted you to know that earlier I had reposted something that a friend had wrote becuase I wanted him to know that someone had seen it, and it seemed that maybe it was not realized by all that it was not written by me though I did learn something from the comment it recieved, of which I am greatful it is my highest desire to learn pretty much anything. I love too read, I love too write, I also love too paint. I also very much love the fact Stang took the time too comment, I feel special now just knowing she had even read it you know I see her up on the spotlight and doing all her bouncer duties with the special stuff she has to do and then all of her friends and her being number seven on the site and I don't get to talk to her that

Stop The Income Tax
How did the bulletin thing get to be so popular? Nobody ever posts anything relevant and they're just as bad as spam or chain messages. So far I think I've lost friends, will die in a few days, never find love, and rot in hell all because I didn't repost in 10 seconds or less. Ah the shame and tragedy of it all...... So here's something worth a minute or two of your time. Right now, there is a measure in congress to abolish the current tax law with all of its confusing rhetoric for a more feasible system. Yes, you did read correctly. However, given the amount of resistance to this system (due to the elimination of all loopholes) there is obviously a lot of resistance from large corporations and their corporate elites. Please visit this website (http://www.fairtax.org/) for more information on how you can help advance the cause. Even registering with the petition would dramatically help. Imagine the entire Lost Cherry community bonding together to effect a change in congress.

Stop ...... Cherrytap Time!!!!!!
just sittn here chillin at work and figured i would let everyone know that turkey day was great ate way too much food and have way tooooooooooo much food left over!!!! i hope that everyone else had a great turkey day to... lots of love to all you CTers out there!!! well this is my first blog here and just wanted to let everyone know that I love this place no stupid myspace police and now you have full freedom to do and post just about any thing you want ... THAT ROCKS!!! well thats about all i have for today ifi dont get in here again before turkey day i haope you all have a great one and remember to not drink and drive!!! eat lots and lots of turkey and enjoy your family and friends much love, KoRnHoLiEo

Stop It!
Well went to the mall today. What a Fucking disgrace. I know that many people have said this before, but Jesus Freaking Christ We are the fattest pieces of shit on this planet!!!!!! And I noticed another thing, BOOTS. Have you seen these things? Heehaw boots are bad enough but these things are awful. They look like boot Moccasins with that fury shit on the top, I am telling you man this is the worst fashion statement since that brown lip outliner shit women used too wear remember that shit made every woman’s lips look like an asshole….. What the Fuck is wrong with us? Someone please explain. Really that’s not a rhetorical question I want some fucking feedback. THAT IS ALL THE STERN Body: Ok so this is what I would like everyone to do. Goto www.moveon.org goto the ABOUT button then click on the HERE fill in your info (fake if you want ) then just let them have it.... I know you all have alot to say about the war so give'm hell.... HAVE HAPPY AIRFORCE DAY. I have sent

Stopping By To Show Luv
LUV THEM ALL MY BROTHER MY BABY LUV U MUAH MY BBF LUV YOU BABY MUAH BIRTHDAY BASH IN HAZLETON, PA THIS STAURDAY NIGHT AT SHENANIGANS COME ON OUT AND SHOW SOME LUV!!! IF YOU NEED DIRECTIONS PLEASE FEEL FREE TO WRITE FOR CALL CELL IF YOU HAVE THE NUMBER

Stop The Guessing!
$29 + 3 people @ $29 x 6 months = $11,562.00 per month Ask me how? Complete overview: Join Us Here: MySpace Comments Graphics Do Crack have this reaction in anyone you know? And if so, please do your part. Get them some help! Answer: Can't give U a Cherry 10 - if I don't know who U R. Show Me Da' Cherry 10 and I will return 10 HOT Cherries 2 U!

Stop Looking At Me
When tears fall and you think you can't take the pain anymore. Stand up and be counted for. When you know you have been treated wrong. Stand up and show them they didn't beat you, you are still standing strong. When you think that your heart will break for the last time. Stand up and tell them you are just fine. When they try their hardest to bring you down. Stand up and show them, it's your inner strength you have found. When you think life is just too hard to take. Stand up and show them they were the one's that made the mistake. When you think love is just passing you by. Stand up and catch that special person’s eye. When you think you won't get the job you dreamed about. Stand up and show those bosses what you’re really about. When you think all is at a loss. Stand up look in the mirror and be thankful your life wasn't lost. When you think that life is just too damn hard. Stand up and go to a hospital and look at all those people fighting to live, Because lif

Stop Illegal Trapping.
From: To: petsalive2003@yahoo.com (@yahoo.com) Date: January 13, 2007 7:20:10 PM EST Please sign this very important petition My webmaster's dog was caught in a leg-hold trap in a public part of the BashaKill wildlife management area. There were no signs posted indicating that trapping was permitted, and no way for people to keep their animals OR their children safe from harm. While all trapping should be outlawed perhaps we can have a small victory here if enough people support this effort. She has put together a petition and it would be much appreciated if you could sign it and pass it on to your lists. http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/503342738?ltl=1168733289 Thank you, Sara Whalen Executive Director Pets Alive Inc. http://www.petsalive.com In Memory of Zephyr..... and a reason to ban all trapping FACE IT - TRAPPING SHOUL

Stop The War
So far the so called war has cost over 3200 American lives and close to 1/2 TRILLION dollars what a waste. There are better things we could have used the tax payers money on! http://nationalpriorities.org/index.php?option=com_wrapper&Itemid=182

Stoping By To Say Hi.
just a note to say hi to you all been a while:> well im in joplin mo this week my mom has pasted away so im here with my kids trying to deal with all the paper work and drama.what a workout this is becoming .lol.so i thought id take a break from all the shit to say hi just stoped to send you all some love.just left dublin ga.headed to farmington nm./saltlake city ut./yakima wa...im in russelville ar. right now getting ready to head west with my tractors.looks like its going to rain hope to talk soon.keep safe and have fun..see ya soon well its fathers day weekend and im in town and i have my kids for the weekend.so im relaxing and taking some time off.i hope every one has a great weekend. ill be on here off and on so fell free to rub me up a lot :> :> damn the only thing i need is a lady in my life and id be set. have fun me..

Stop Breed Specific Legislation!
Sign the Petition to Protect Property Rights In Animals To Sign this petition, click this link: http://www.petitiononline.com/usanimal/petition.html To: U.S.Congress We the people of the United States hereby petition Congress to cause to have drafted, and to enact a Bill for federal legislation, that when enacted will protect ownership property rights, and legal use rights in domestic animals, and ensure that no city, county, or State authority shall prohibit, or restrict the peoples ownership rights, or legal use rights in domestic animals by specific breed, or by species. Animals are humankinds most ancient, and traditional property. The animal industry is the cornerstone of the economy of the United States, and must be preserved. It is not the intent of the petitioners to restrict any local authority in addressing the zoning for, or of the keeping of animals. Sincerely,

Stopping Thoughts
wow talk about some pressures we get our selfs into. yea i thought i was prepared for the day my daughter is getting married, man talk about a load of responibilties that are involved, all in all it's empty nest syndrom's lol, not liking it too much, wad the hell life moves ahead so well come aboard a new son inlaw who manned up an took on the respoibilties! they get marreid on the 20th of this month. Sitting here listening an watching the rain fall steady, it reminds me of what a peaceful world this can be , as long as we hear out what mothernature has to say an offer.I sure feel a positive surge of energy going through my body when i'am in touch with nature. It makes me respect my whole surrounding's an myself even more. I forget about so called procress in today's world an see mankind greed destroying our wonderful mothernature, even thou we depend on her for our survival, I just hope an pray that we'll all take the time an show more respect to our for most needed mother, thanks! T

Stop Being A Bitch!
I guess some people don't understand that I'm not here to play little kid games! One of my ex's friends is a dumb whore named April and this blog is for her! April your a dumbass, I'm not here to play little kid games with you so fuck off! Wow and your supposed to be older than me? That's funny as hell! Listen really closely to what I have to say April because this is the first and last time I am going to say it! You think you have friends and you think you have family and you think you know alot but it's time for a reality check! I know everything and I know everyone bitch and I will fuck your world over if you EVER fuck with me again! No sweetie this isn't a threat it's a fucking promise! Stormy

Stop Harrassing Fornicates!!!!
I have really fuckin had it..... I have not had to bring out the reale bitch in me in a long time..... FORNICATES is one of my 3 best friends on here!!! You GUYS stop harrassing her....... Lemme tell you GUYS something... to those GUYS that are harrassing her.... just remember something ... 5.0

Stop Harrassing Dazzy-lynn!!!
Here we go AGAIN.....FIRST FORNICATES NOW DAZZY...Grrrr.. Stop harrasing DAZZY!!! Dam... Ya haters needs to stop that shit..... She is BEAUTIFUL the way she is.... So if ya dont like it.. Get off it.... Before I ZOMBIE bitch slap ya'll.......... Dazzy a kewl chick!!!!! So GUYS and GALS.... Stop by her page add her Fan her rate her and TELL HER MIDNIGHT ZOMBIE GIRL SENT YOU .. :) HEHE... ........MIDNIGHTZOMBIEGIRL....... Click on her Pic to get to her site of the LINK below!!!! :) Thankies.... http://fubar.com/user/660533

The Stop Simpin' Blog
from http://www.stopsimpinmovement.com On myspace people talk about sex 24/7. There are those people who accuse me of laying down game that would only work on sluts as opposed to women who are looking for more than just sex. However, many of those people have taken "Stop Simpin'!" out of context. Yes, part of subscribing to and reading my blogs comes with dating tips that will work for short-term casual sex, long-term casual sex, and long-term relationships. And since we're discussing sex, let me break this down to you all: EVERYONE'S LOOKING FOR SEX. This is why both men and women date, and a woman actually admitted this in her blog called Being Single Sucks by CherrieDragon - Propaganda Spinner. Men act as if admitting that they want to have sex is such a bad thing that the women will run for cover, lock their chastity belts and throw away the keys, which we all know is not the case. Women, I'm not letting you off the hook, you all act as if admitting to the guy that y

Stop Flaggin My Pics
So Ok I Know Its Someone On My Friends List And Well If U Are REporting My Pics As NSFW Please Come Talk To Me And Delete Me While Ur At It..When Did A Pair Of Jeans And A Shirt Become NSFW? God Dumb Fucks Stop Hateing Its Getting Old.

Stop The Abuse
Plz fwd far and wide--~! Abuse thru the eyes of a child-..where would you hide..?? If u channel surfers can please sign in and rate this and add to favorites.. the 'abusers rights club' is trying to have it taken down.. of course 'silence is their control'. United in ending the violence

Stop The Hate
People People!! What is this world coming too? There is so much hate in it it makes me afraid of what it is gonna be like when our kids grow up... What does it matter if you look like budha or Chyna...everyone is beautiful on the inside and that is where it matters most...Most people judge a book by its cover without getting to know the pages in between..and more often than none they miss a very good book...so do me a favor....for no reason at all...Give Someone a Hug today and Wish Them Well..........

Stop This!
STOP CHILD ABUSE (repost of original by 'Mountain Lady{rate me fan me before sending request}' on '2007-08-20 18:48:07') (repost of original by 'Everyones Angel '{ IF YOUR GONNA CHECK ME OUT RATE MY PROFILE}' on '2007-08-20 18:57:42') (repost of original by 'stefan58 . IN MEMORIE OF DJ. ISIS' on '2007-08-20 19:08:17') (repost of original by 'Mountain Lady{rate me fan me before sending request}' on '2007-08-20 19:16:55') (repost of original by 'johnniesgrl_34' on '2007-08-20 20:12:28') (repost of original by '~Schele Belle ~Naughty and Nice Crew~~C&T Stash Club~~(Must fan me and have a salute pic to be added' on '2007-08-20 20:33:06') (repost of original by 'Everyones Angel '{ IF YOUR GONNA CHECK ME OUT RATE MY PROFILE}' on '2007-08-20 20:35:29') (repost of original by '*~* Sharon *~*PROUD MEMBER OF SUNSHINE ANGELS FRIENDS CLUB Plz sign the guestbook' on '2007-08-20 22:10:45') (repost of original by '~Lill~(Promo Biatch for www.Surge.fm)' on '2007-08-20 22:3

Stop The Hurt!!!
Daddy It Hurts! This Is a true story and If you don't pass this on you don't have a soul!!! My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks arent home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charil's bar I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,

Stop The Violence
PLEASE STOP THE VIOLENCE!!!!!! Current mood: awake It is hard to imagine that in this age two young white men could troll around town looking for an African-American to kill just so they could say they had done so. Charged as a capital defendant for his role in the killing that resulted, appellant Alex Witmer plea-bargained to avoid the death penalty. The trial court sentenced him to the maximum term of years. Among other aggravating circumstances, it found that the perpetrators' racial animus was a grounds for enhancing the sentence. We agree that racial motivation can be an aggravating circumstance, and we affirm the sentence. Statement of Facts Alex Witmer committed robbery and murder in one two-year period. On March 25, 1998, sixteen-year-old Witmer pointed a gun at Preston Hall in Elkhart County during a "drug deal gone bad." Initially, Hall thought that Witmer was playing around, but Witmer pointed the rifle at Hall's throat and stated, "Give me your damn wallet.

Stop And Think
Mandy and Austin have been going out since 7th grade, now they are in 11th grade. Mandy has been thinking of breaking up with him. One Friday afternoon, on their 5th anniversary, Mandy and Austin where talking over the phone: (Phone ringing at Mandy's house) Mandy: Hello Austin: Hey Baby Girl, how is it going? Mandy: Alright, u? Austin: Pretty good, so are u still up for the movie? Mandy: Im sorry i can't go, i promised my little sister that i would take her out to eat today. Austin: That sucks Mandy: Im really truly sorry Austin: Its all right, so can u got tomorrow then? Mandy: I cant, sorry, i have to go with Alyssa and her boyfriend to the mall. Austin: U know, it seems like u have been avoiding me this past few days. First u cant go out to dinner with me because u have a paper due, then u cant come over because u are to tired, and today during passing periods u totally ignored me. I had something i wanted to give to u. Mandy: Im sorry, im

Stop Child Abuse
Increased awareness of abuse It's important we get the facts about child abuse, so we're aware of the dangers and can protect our children, but it's just as vital we don't panic and overprotect them. Types of abuse There are four main types of abuse: Physical - when parents or other adults deliberately injure a child or do nothing to prevent it. This not only includes physical violence but also giving children alcohol or drugs. The most serious cases can result in brain damage and even death. Emotional - when parents continuously fail to show love and affection to a child. This might include sarcasm, threats, criticism, yelling and taunting. The effects are serious and long-lasting. Neglect - when parents fail to meet a child's basic needs for food, warmth, clothing or medical attention. Neglected children may be very withdrawn or very aggressive, and can develop health problems or have difficulty coping at school. Sexual - when an adult, or sometimes an older child, uses a

Stop The Pulling
As the feeling gets tighter and the pulling gets stronger. I stand here confused as hell. I look around not knowing what to do. The feeling I know is true but doesn't matter what I say or do. The twisted web I weaved for my self just got me tangle up in it. I pull again trying to break free, but I know im stuck. Doesn't matter what is said or done, what has happen is over with. Going back in my mind, as I wish I could turn back the hands of times. To free me from this mess I made, but as reality slaps me again. As the feeling gets stronger, as the pain in my heart makes me notice what I did was so wrong but how can I change it. I search for solution, but nothing comes to mind.I just have to face the fact, for I was caught. Now I have lay in my twisted web I made for my self. As I no longer can dodge what has happen, cause im stuck. All the heartache and pain I have caused. Is now gonna be mine, for does not matter how hard I pull. Ill never break free from what I done. Now as im stuc

Stop Sticking Out Your Tongue. Want Fubucks?
Stop sticking out your tongue I see you Want some fubucks for a spotlight maybe to buy a new car, some drinks? Send me a picture or link of you sticking out your tongue and you will be entered Then come bomb your pic Tell your friends and neighbors to come help Join my Fu-buck giveaway and get paid 1 comment = 10 Fubucks 1 rate = 15 fubucks

Stop Talking Shit Online So Serious People!
YOU GUY'S NEED TO LIGHTEN UP AND GET OFF MY FUCKING NUTT'S,SO TO SPEAK.I AM SO SICK AND TIRED OF HEARING A BUNCH OF WHINEY LITTLE PUSSY'S ASKING ME,"WHAT DID I DO WRONG?WHY WON'T YOU TALK TO ME?WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME?IF YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK,JUST SAY SO?".SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY,YOU GUY'S ACT LIKE A BUNCH OF LITTLE DRAMA QUEEN'S.I'M SICK OF GETTING BITCHED AT BY SOMEBODY I DON'T KNOW OVER SOMETHING STUPID OR SOMETHING THAT ISN'T A BIG DEAL AT ALL OR SOMETHING YOU'VE CREATED IN YOUR HEAD.I AM NOT IGNORING ANYBODY,I AM BUSY,I HAVE 2 KID'S AND NOBODY HELP'S ME WITH THEM,A CAREER,I'M DOING ONLINE COLLEGE,FRIEND'S THAT I DO SEE AND A HOUSE TO MAINTAIN,SO I'M SORRY IF I DON'T HAVE TIME TO SIT ONLINE AND WAIT FOR SOMEBODY TO EMAIL ME OR IM ME AND I DON'T HAVE TIME TO TALK TO EVERYBODY THAT TALK'S TO ME,THIS IS JUST THE INTERNET PEOPLE,QUIT TAKING THIS SHIT ALL PERSONAL.STOP STARTING SHIT,IT'S LAME AND MAKE'S YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING RETARD.READ MY 10 FUCK YOU'S ON FB.MOST TIME'S AND I'VE TO

Stop Domestic Violence
Help Stop Domestic Violence If you are against Abuse in any form this train is for you, both men and women and children are abused in this world everyday abuse comes in many ways not just physical, let's put a stop to it. You didn't/don't have to be abused to be in this train/club there are no pictures to rate because well , who wants to look at pictures of what they went thru or are going thru. brings back to many memories if you ask me. you can join even if you know someone who has or is being abused. abuse is wrong and there is no excuse for it. if your in an abusive relationship you need to get out NOW! it never gets better only worse. here is a small glitter tag for those of you who surived and beat the abuse.... when adding member's fan/add/rate them, if they are already a friend then just re-rate them and leave everyone a comment like " no excuse for abuse" or "i'm joining the domestic violence train" please chec

Stop Playing Games!!!!
I think I am too damn old to deal with the games that grown men want to play. If you want my number, ask for it. If you are going to give me yours, GIVE ME YOU HOME NUMBER!!! Not your cell phone number with restrictions. Not your work number. Just give me the number without the disclaimer. If you live with your mama, say so. If you live with your baby's mama, let me know so there won't be any unnecessary drama. If you have a slew of kids, don't deny them on my account...claim them...ALL of them!!!! Hell, I don't give a damn how many kids you have!!! I am not trying to marry you, but lying about them isn't going to help any. Don't ask for sex when you first meet me...ain't gonna happen. Playing mind games isn't going to loosen my legs either. There is no need to challenge that because you will lose. You will get what I allow you to get. So...Stop with the fucking games!!!

Stop Your Bitchin
stop cryin in your drink and realize that its shit like that that is the reason you are crying in your drink ! Shut up, have fun and enjoy what you have! If you dont have what you want, go after it , but tactful, but firm, and most of all dont be a stupid bitch ! ........ "You get what deserve in life, not what you want !" That moment you realize he loves you as much as you love him .... but you both are still too afraid to say it out loud is wonderful! You feel soo excited you think you might physically be sick, then you see him looking at you, and you both smile. THATS when you know , this is the begining of WONDERFUL! (I Love you Baby!)

Stop By & See Why He's So Irr3sistibl3....auto 11s On
autos on for the 1st time ever he has 2.5 mil until he reaches godfather status with over 1000 pics to rate & a folder 2 be bombed IRR3SiSTiBL3 *AkA Mr. vAiN ~ OWNER OF FU-GROUPIES~@ fubar this bully brought 2 u by: ~Ch3rrYLiSciOuS~OWNER OF FU-GROUPIES~Pu$$yCatPlaymate~OWNED ALWAYS BY IRR3SiSTiBL3~@ fubar & ƒℜεακŠt★ℜ~Pu$$yCatPlayMateBB~☆h0n3ym00n3r 2 tWeek☆@ fubar

Stop The Democrats Plans For The Free Market
Thirty-eight years ago, the federal government nationalized passenger rail lines, creating the National Railroad Passenger Corporation, better known as Amtrak. At the time, it was expected to be profitable within three years. Almost 4 decades later, the original $340 million investment of public funds has grown to $30 billion, with no profitability in sight. Last

Stop Sweating
Sweating is natural phenomenon. But excessive sweating isn’t natural as well as good for health. It causes lot of inconvenience to the persons suffering from it. The most worrying factor is odor combined with the sweating. The bad odor is produced because of the presence of bacteria in our body.Employing antiperspirants is one of the methods to stop sweating. These antiperspirants consist of aluminum salts which stops the sweat produced in the ducts. The only setback of using the antiperspirants to stop sweating is the skin irritation caused by it. It may even result in a skin disease called Dermatitis.

Stop The Stimulus Spending Boondoggle
The Obama Administration is using smoke and mirrors to mask the failure of the Democrats' costly $787 billion "stimulus" bill. First, they said they would spend this money quickly to reinvigorate the economy. But only $151 billion has been spent so far and $185 billion will be spent by year's end. Another $399 billion will be spent next year (just in time for the 2010 mid-term elections) and $134 billion will be spent by the end of 2011 (as the Obama re-elect machine begins). The Democrats latest spin attempt is a report by White House economists claiming the stimulus bill has "created or saved" more than a million jobs since it was enacted in February. Problem is, the Democrats' fuzzy math clearly doesn't jibe with the facts. The reality for countless Americans whose jobs have not been "saved" is they've joined the ranks of the 2.4 million neighbors, friends and family members who have lost their job since Obama signed the "stimulus" into law. The national unemployment rate has ju

Stop
I found it interesting. http://lifehacker.com/5676149/how-to-ditch-big-brother-and-disappear-forever?skyline=true&s=i Imagine desolving your history, your name and starting again. Maybe in a super secret underground community that members only go by call name. I think it might be cool...for a bit.

Stop The Crap
I know I have friends here, some closer than others. My true friends know I do not like drama at all. When my ex logged into his fubar account earlier, he had several messages. These were telling him he was an idiot for losing me and doing what he did blah blah blah

Stop Me If U Can
I believe tht certain people are the cause behind certain happenings take our gov't for instance it's built on lies. The Bush's fought for oil Obahma is Muslam and acourding to inside resorces the U.S. supplied the Nazi's in WWI. I believe the is nucular weapons and ET's behind the walls of area 51 in Navada. The reason pot is illeagal in most states is because the states tht its leagal in dnt have timer dollers. to be cont.

Stop And Enjoy
Why can't people just be happy with what they have, while they have it. When you try to turn something special into more, you change the mixture or the context. Some things in life are meant to be fleeting. Don't try to hold on to something that wasn't meant to last. And stop worrying about when you might lose it. Worrying, wondering or trying to change it, could shorten the lifespan of something wonderful. Accept that you may not get to keep it, and love it with all you can while you have the opportunity. If it's not meant to last, there's nothing you can do but try to prolong the inevitable. If it is meant to last...... It Simply.... Will.

Storys
One dark and misty evening a beautiful young girl stood upon the highest bridge in Tokyo. The bridge overlooked the waters of Tokyo Harbor. The young brown haired girl stood on the opposite side of the guard railing with her arms looped around the underside of the railing. She seemed to be waiting for the right moment to let go. Unbeknownst to her, a man was watching from the shadows. He noticed how she leaned her body forward, carefully releasing one hand off the railing, before quickly regrasping it. The young girl did this several times as if she was torn between life or death. Finally, after an intense internal struggle, the young girl had made her decision. With eyes closed tightly, she inhaled deeply while slowly lifting her fingers one by one off the guard rail. The man who had been quietly observing her knew it was time to make his move. "It's a shame you know," the man uttered softly as he stepped under a dimly lit street lamp on the other side of the railing, "Over the yea

Stories & Scraps
This will keep you busy for a while, trying to outsmart your foot, but you can't. 1. While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. 2. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction. . . . . . and there's nothing you can do about it! Dear friends... Love and Hugs Sags You can't read THIS and stay in a bad mood! 1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit? Unique Up On It. 2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit? Tame Way, Unique Up On It. 3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest? They Take The Psycho Path. 4. How Do You Get Holy Water? You Boil The Hell Out Of It. 5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall? Dam! 6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long? Polaroid's. 7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work? A Stick. 8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours? Nacho Cheese. 9. What Do You Ca

Stormy Thoughts
Thoughts drift through my mind, And have been all day. Thoughts of You, and how Your skin Will feel against mine in person. Thoughts of the first time I feel The weight of You on top of me. Thoughts of how it will be to feel Your possession of me, physically, From the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Thoughts of Your hands roaming, Teasing, pleasing, building the heat That leads to the first time You claim me With Your Maleness sliding deeply Into the center of my femininity. The soft delicate skin pushing against Warm wet walls, opening to You, Accepting You, welcoming You, Your possession, Your love, Making me totally and completely Yours. Finally. (I can't wait, either!) Go see the movie "Eragon". If you love Dragons, and almost everyone does, you'll LOVE this movie!!! It was one of the best movies ever, ranks right up there with the "Lord of the Rings" Trilogy.... In my opinion, anyway. Why are you still here??? Go watch the movie!!! *win

The Story Of Snowy
As a general rule, there are few things that I feel strongly enough about to post thoughts for other people to read, but this is one of them, so The Shooter cranks one out. If you have read my profile you know that I am an animal lover and activist whenever neccessary or possible. One day last week my wife comes home with the story of Snowy and relates it to me. Seem that one of the oil-field workers that does some business with their company has a dog to "get rid of". We currently have three rescue dogs in our home and have lost two of our old dogs this year. One of our remaining three is 15 years old, deaf and blind. The poing being that when we take in a dog, we take it in for life regardless of what comes with them such as heartworms, worms, cancer, mange, broken bones and a host of other ailments common to the species. We fix them, make them well and they live with us the rest of their lives. Stay with me here, I'm making a point. This person bought Snowy when she w

The Story....
Someone to appreciate, someone to appreciate me. Someone to share something with. Someone to share everything with. Someone that lights up the room. Someone who makes me smile no matter what. Someone who can hold me all night. Someone sweet. Someone smart. Someone sexy in every way. Someone kind. Someone gentle yet rugged. Someone funny. Someone beautiful inside and out. Someone I can talk to about everything or nothing. Someone different. Someone that doesn't judge right off hand. Someone that gives things a chance. Someone......special.

Stories.
Hey this is where i will post my more or less gramatically correct stories as i think of them....if you want to read some of my earlier stuff go 2 www.fictionpress.com and search author All the Things in Life. =D luv ya's *kiss* bi!

Stories
She sits there alone in the dark. How come they didnt take ME to the park? She gets everythin, and I dont. Every week they buy her somethin nice. A new skirt, shoes..o0o0 how bout them earrings too? What do I get yall may wonder? "Oh could you start the blender!!!" No "Hi sweety, how are you?" No its..."GO GET ME MY SHOES!!!" She sits there and laughs at me. Too cute for her own being. How can she live like that. Shes just a spoiled lil BRAT Somtimes I wish I was like her But the world would be full of horror They say its favortism, and I think they are right They dont even say, "Goodnight." She gets candy and cakes, and money too All's I get is, "GO CLEAN YOUR ROOM!!!" I wish I was never born My sister says the same My parents are just like her...they are all the same I go to school, she has LOTS of friends What do I have...just me and a pen The other girls laugh at me..because she talks behind my back I dont c

Stories That Were Writen For Me
we was just leaving the movies when you said that you wanted something to eat. so i went ahead and drove to the waffle house so we can grab something to eat before we went home. after we got done eating i decided taht i wanted to go to the park. it was late, like around 1130 or 12 but i didnt care. you know that i just love being around you and making you smile. so while i was pulling up in the park i was steadly undressing you with my eyes. i could see the print of your nipples poking out through your shirt, and the print of your pussy bulging through your shorts. at the same time you was also undressing me with your eyes. you saw that my dick was starting to get hard and you just let out a lil smile. i got out of the truck and came to your side so i could open the door for you. i watched as your right leg came out first and then your left leg made the sight look even more beautiful. as we began to walk toward s the benches, i wrapped my arms around you and sta

Stories About Me
The few months feel like a blur. I think that for once in my life I can honestly say I wasted a lot of time. It will just be another cut out in the calender of my life. A section that I can pretend didn't exist, and maybe I can get my life back on track and normalized. I'm hoping to be moving in the spring. It will be good for me. Because when I'm here, in this town, I feel like I'm stuck in this black hole. That's what Battle Ground is, a place people go to waste their lives. People amaze me, and not in a good way. I don't know why I try to make an effort at something that obviously means nothing now to anyone except me. And boys are still stupid... I'm sorry if I haven't responded to something that you wrote or if I'm not on here as much...I haven't really been in a lost cherry mood... so, an update, California was a lot of fun...I'm really happy that I sucked it up and went out to see Justin, he's always a good friend, a pro at cheering me up, getting my mind of thi

Stories - Funny!
A young couple, married just a couple of weeks, returned from their honeymoon to face the beginning of their new lives. The next morning, the husband woke up, showered, dressed and made his way to the kitchen where he saw his new wife crying. So the husband inquired, "What's wrong, Honey?" "Well, I came down here this morning to surprise you with a big breakfast, but I can't cook or clean." The husband smiled his biggest smile and said, "There, there sweetie! I don't care that you can't cook and clean. Come on up to the bedroom, and I'll show you what I'd like for breakfast." So, off they went to the bedroom. That afternoon, the husband came home for lunch to find his new wife crying again in the kitchen. "What's wrong now, Sweetie?" "Well, the same thing as this morning. I came in here to make you something for lunch, and I just can't cook." Again the husband smiled and said, "Why don't you come back up to the bedroom and I'll have my lunch there!" So of

Stories
Whats your sex style? Erotic Sex StyleKissing, touching...pulling hair...handcuffs...whatever goes in your bedroom or backyard...truck...neighbors bedroom even! Its lights, camera ...ACTION BABY! Take this test You are suave. You are attractive both psyically and mentally. You use your abilities to attract anyone you desire. 'What is your seduction style?' at QuizUniverse.com I worked at a summer camp for 5 years. We had a staff of 24 girls and 4 guys. The camp is located in northern Iowa on a beautiful lake. Obviously the odds were in the guys favor and who was I to complain about that. We stayed rather busy during the days working our various jobs and usually didn't have time to ourselves until after 7 PM each day. When we did get some time we usually headed off camp to enjoy the different places and events around the lake. Sometimes, however, on particularly hot evenings some of us would go swimming down at our beach. One of the girls that worked at the camp my last y

Story Behind My Pic!
Ok, so the story to that pic goes like this... I was married. To a guy named Brandon. I am bisexual and as a way to keep things fresh, and to abort some other issues that will not be named here, we had 3 somes and 4 somes. Well Kristol, who's brother married my step cousin, moved in with us for awhile. She thinks i'm hot, Brandon thinks everything with a clit is hot. Well I found out that they were fucking. And that she was pregnant by him. WHile both of them were living there off my dime. Neither of them worked and I worked two jobs.And I took care of the house and my 2 kids that live with me. So of course I got some black mail pics, I.E. that pic. Brandon and Kristol are still together now, and their baby is not well and they lost custody of her. Brandon has cheated on her with over 10 girls in the past year and got her sister and best friend pregnant as well. You get what you deserve dirty bitches! ~~~~UPDATE~~~~~ Her sister lied.. sleazy chicks.. go fig. My ex's bab

Stories
Here I am at work. standing and chatting with a co-worker, when I feel a light touch moving up my leg. I thought nothing of it, because the co-worker I was chatting with was dress very provocatively and she is very hot! Of course, whenever I see her I feel a slight stirring in my pants,thus the light movement in my pant leg was probably from that blood movement to my crotch. She always talked about the women she dated which always made her that much hotter to me. She had never mentioned any men in her social life, so I assumed she was only into women. Much to my chagrin. She is a perfect female~~ at least for me~~ She is a busty, voluptuous redhead with a great sense of humor and very intelligent and a smile that makes me shutter. We have had drinks as colleagues before and there was/is always some causal friendship flirtations but never led anywhere but me returning home taking a shower and relieving my tension by my lonesome, but with dreams of her in my shower with me. Anyway

The Story Of All That Is And Was
cruelty is my name and my mother pride my brother is chivalry but my brother has died anger is my name and my father is heart but those known as emotions pulled my father apart evil is my name and my maker is man and my brother is god and my nest is his land hate is my name im addicted to race my companion is ration but he can never keep pace birth is my name and my parent is death i give the anguish and they give the rest hell is my name i spawned off of you look deep inside it has to be true

A Story I Wrote...
Several months have passed and the time has finally arrived for us to take our first trip together. I know you get carsick so as I load up the truck, in the back of my mind I hope that you're able to sleep on the way. Not only do I want you to be rested, I still haven't told you where I'm taking you. I hope that you sleep right up to the moment we turn off the highway onto that windy rode down to the lake. As I finish putting in the last suitcase you come out with that huge smile, still begging me to tell you where we're going. I just smile and say you'll see soon baby. As dawn sets I lean over and whisper wake up honey, we're here. As you open your eyes, I hear that sexy voice say, I'm sorry baby did I sleep the whole way? As I lean over and kiss your lips I just smile and say, thats why we left at night honey. I wanted you to. As I take your hand and walk towards the cottage I am amazed at how beautiful this place is. I'm not sure if its because I was in the desert so long or what bu

Stories
Well Master i will start by walking into the room fresh from a hot shower, clean of the days worries and slowly with my eyes lowered to the floor as You have commanded come to You. i stop before You and i feel Your hand come out and undo the towel and feel it fall to the floor as You get ready to give me my first inspection. You command me to turn ever so slowly to see all of what You want to train to do as You want me to. i feel You touch my shoulders with Your hands as You hold me still when i have my back to you. slowly taking one hand and cupping one breast from behind me and then taking the other and sliding it down my back to my ass. Your grasp hold of one cheek and then caress it before You land a hard smack on it to see my reaction to it Master. Then You reach between my legs and see it You got the desired reaction that You wanted from me and yes i am wet for You. You telkl me to turn around and face You but to keep my eyes lowered to the floor. You tell me to undo Your

Stories
Last night had to be one of the most terrifying nights of my life, i almost lost one of my Godsisters, Ofelia. I don't know what exactly happened, but Chris, the dad, said the grandma had just finished feeding Ofelia. For those of you who don't know, Ofelia was born 5 months premature and she has a lot of medical problems like seizures, she cannot eat real food, she cant walk, cant speak, she will have learning disabilities all her life, she is fed throgh a tube in her stomache. But she is still a wonderfull baby to take care of and play with. Anyways, they had just finished feeding her when all of the sudden she got real woozy and suddenly turned blue, then purple, and suddenly stopped breathing. The ambulance was called and Ofelia was rushed to St. Joesph's Hospital, at that time i had already been contacted with the rest of the family and raced like a bat out of hell to get to the hospital. The baby didnt breath for a whole hour and was pronounced dead at 11:42 pm yesterday. te

Story Time
I hear your voice and I open my eyes slowly I’m again lying in the bed. You’re sitting on the edge of the bed. You’re running your hand across my cheek. “Are you OK” “What happened” I ask “You were dreaming I came in and you were crying Thank you Master” “Then it did not really happen?” “What did not happen?” “I used the mind trainer.” “Well let’s just see if you did you horny cum loving slut” You help me out of the bed, holding out an outfit, you tell me to dress. It is not the usual outfit; this one is a navy blue box pleat mini skirt, a white blouse with the top 3 buttons missing, and knee high white tights. The skirt while short is not tight, but the blouse is and my breasts, encased in a push-up bra that leaves little to the imagination, are very visible. You apply my makeup cotton candy color lip stick pink blush, light blue eye shadow, and brown eye liner. My hair which has been grown long is put in pig tails. “Now your dad

Stories
An erotic night in which she had planned As I gave in to her every demand Her skin like milk and body so cold My soul once mine has now been sold Her eyes they glowed in the pitch black room With a smile on her face to seal my doom Her nails so sharp she scraped down my chest My blood then trickled onto her breasts We shared our blood in the passion and fire A taste so sweet that we both now desire I can see her face in every candle flame All I ask is to know her name I knew right then we were meant to be because the girl I loved was cursed like me For she hates the morning and loves the night Our lust increase's by the fires light She hunts like an animal as she stalks her prey For the victim she gets will never see another day She fed on the innocent and her feelings were blind Until she confronted another of her kind It was I she had met and with no regret We pierced each other to start the bloodlet Our wounds so deep the blood would not

Stories
Ah, the pursuit of love. Love is our greatest source of happiness and it does not have to depend on random chance. So let us begin the search. The search for that perfect mate is really a quest for wholeness - a completion of oneself. Finding your soul mate is what true seekers of love wish for. It is believed that soul mates were created together in the beginning and share a unique destiny. Perhaps created as one, they were separated into two spheres of being-one in a masculine polarity and the other in a feminine polarity-but each with the same pattern of divine identity. Their tie is eternal, and after they have found each other they will be together forever. But not all the beautiful and soul fulfilling loves stories are those of finding your one true love. Some believe we can have many soul mates. Soul mates sometimes share a complementary calling in life. They are partners and helpmates who are often working to develop the same virtues and fulfill the oneness that is so

The Story Of A Vampire
The Story of a Vampire In this coffin lay me down -- Let my spirit rest; And upon your sweet return grant my last request. Long my footsteps wandered here in the dark of night; It has been eight hundred years since I glimpsed the light. Lately in this solitude I have sought a clue As to why I torture my deadened heart with you. What good is the lovely night for eternity If my dearest love will die and abandon me? This, my safe, my darkened tomb forces us apart; Kiss me, Love, then drive the stake through my broken heart. These are the words that course threw my mind as I remember that fateful night. The night that you turned me into what I am. The night you turned my mortality in for immortality without my consent. The night I became something I had never heard of. A creature of the night. No longer a human being. I am now something that is undead living among those with a pulse! It was the night of my best friends dbutante ball. We didn't

Story
Jasmine and Austin have been going out since 7th grade. Five years later, they are in 11th grade and Jasmine has been thinking about breaking up with him. One Friday afternoon, on their 5th anniversary, Jasmine and Austin where talking over the phone. *The phone rings at Jasmine's house* Jasmine: Hello?? Austin: Hey baby girl!! How's it going?? Jasmine: Alright... You? Austin: Pretty good. Are you still up for the movies?? Jasmine: I'm sorry I can't go. I promised my little sister that I would take her out to eat today. Austin: That sucks. Jasmine: I'm really sorry. Austin: It's alright. Can you go out tomorrow then?? Jasmine: I cant. Sorry but I have to go with Alyssa and her boyfriend to the mall. Austin: You know, it seems like you have been avoiding me these past few days. First you can't go out to dinner with me because you have a paper due. Then you can't come over because you are too tired, and today during passing periods, you totally

Story From The Yakuza Game
Ok i Decided to Add Some Stories From the Sega's own Game '' Yakuza its a 8.1 rewiew game Really fun but the poin its the storyline -Respect yourself Kazuma Kiriu(the main Character) is trying to Find out why His Clan has been Breaking off.So his Friend Date(Detective date the same man who arested him 10 years ago)is Investigating also the case. So one Day Reina the Owner of a Bar Calls '' Kazuma'' Because Detective Date was Drinking alot so Kazuma Decided to see WHtas up. When he arrived Date was Sleeping on the bar Counter. When The phone Rang!!! It Was Date's Daughter Saya She was mad Because her Father never Have time for her. Reina Mentioned that they had to meet at a Park. Arriving at the Park 2 Girls aproached Kazuma, asking if he whanted to have Fun with them, but no rough Stuff. So Kazuma declined it Because they were young and he does not take advantage of people. When the girls wore leaving he heard her name '' Saya'' Wasting no time he asked her Wh

Stories, Tales, And Lies, With More Than A Few Exagerrations
I used to think I wasnt good enough… To keep the years at bay To make it through these incessant summers... Spiked with that relentless blind & burn Leading me into this impending fall... just to leave me ostracized, with little if any hope of salvation... And that Moment Of Clarity I was on the verge of translating through my heart and eyes... It just fell apart inside my imagination, and I can only grasp at the fragments, as they float up, out of my reach and turn toward the sky J. Alexander Its almost funny, how I used to sit awake for days... With nothing particulary good or inspiring to say But there was no one around me very much I hate myself for how long I continuesly damaged my spirit everyday I stayed Because in the end, the price was so high I had to pay And I could feel my heart breaking in 3 places simultaneously... Watching that tear roll of her cheek, as she turned to walk away from me that day

Stories, Parables & Fables
Every evening the plucky Skunk went to the brook to look for his supper. It was hard work, but with patience, the Skunk usually came home with a meal. "You are foolish," said the Raccoons. "Why do you work so hard for your food? Come forage with us through the garbage cans behind the fine homes of the people. It is easy!" "No thank you," said the Skunk. "I prefer to catch my own supper." And with the hoots of the Raccoons ringing in his ears, he trundled off to the brook. As the summer progressed, the Skunk became a skilled hunter while the Raccoons grew fat and lazy. One evening, the Skunk heard a chorus of crying Raccoons outside his door. "What's wrong?" asked the Skunk. "Is something the matter?" "The people have locked their garbage cans!" cried the Raccoons. "We have no supper." "You see?" said the Skunk, "I hate to say I told you so, but..." His voice trailed off while all the Raccoons glared at him. The Skunk went back and finished his dinner. He threw the scra

Stories From A Psychotic Thought
so, in my intro to shakespeare class, we have to read one shakespeare book a week. dumbass me forgot about how many days i had so on tuesday i read over 100 pages of "the taming of the shrew" and still didnt finish (i gave up at 10 pm). after i was done, i had an almost uncontrollable urge to speak in iambic pentameter. in class, when we were talkin about the book and watching clips of the BBC version and some other better version, i realized i was slowly thinkin in imabic pentameter. lol by the end of the semester, i'm sure i could almost imitate shakespeare, so i'm going to challenge myself. i'm gonna try to write a story, not a play, in iambic pentameter. it's going to be hard but i'm sure i could do it. now then, i need ideas...any suggestions? last night, i dreamed for like the 1st time in AGES. i saw myself and ttwo other people i knew, and one i didnt know. i believe i was with 2 other girls and one guy...the guy i knew, girl 2 was someone i didnt know but apperantly

Story Of Our Broken Souls
Why is it that whenever I start to feel happy i then realize that i am going to be alone for the rest of my life? nobody is going to love me or want me for who i am they just will for sex...now dont get me wrong i LOVE sex.. but i am getting tired of being played and used and shoved around by all these macho chauvanistic assholes. i think i deserve to be treated with respect. Oh i feel so much better now that i vented Attempting to do my work..... Not going so good.... I havent even finished my new resume and cover letter... these need to be done.... i at least tried... thats all that matters.... anyways... i was hoping on getting a lot of friends and messages.. so if you like what you see guys or girls hit me up

Stories
I just love aggressive women. The ones that know exactly what they want and don't hesitate to go after it. That’s what was happening to me. All I did was knock on her door. The next thing I know I'm being dragged in and pushed up against the wall. After my initial shock, I got a good look at her. She’s standing there in next to nothing with a sexy predatory smile on her face. It’s the kind of smile that says she's going to get what she wants, how she wants it. It made my cock stiffen instantly. I look down at her and grin. "Erin? Is there something I can do for you?" "Bet your sweet ass there is!!" and then she was pressed up against me pulling my head down and kissing my lips with a fierce intensity I'd never seen in her before. Needless to say I loved it!!! Her hands started to roam around my body. She grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to her as our tongues danced wildly, licking and tasting the insides of each others mouths. My own hands weren't idle. They came up to her nec

Stories
After pulling into a parking space, he turna and kisses her full on the mouth, causing her pussy to throb. Looking her in the eye, he said, "Let's go upstairs!" She nods and the two walked arm in arm up the stairs. Once inside the apartment, tries to pull off his jeans. "Let me see your cock, please," she implores, as he playfully keeps her from getting to it. Pulling her close, he asks, "Would you do anything to have my cock?" "Yes, yes, anything," she begs, "just let me have it, please!!!" Letting her go, she is right at his groin, pulling it out to her eager mouth. But only this time, he doesnt want to cum in her mouth, he wants her pussy! He leads her into the bedroom, where he orders her to strip as he lays back on the bed watching as she strips off her clothes. Seeing the big erect cock on his stomach, she leans down and tries to put itin her mouth, but he pushes her away and laughs, "So you want some of it," as he takes it in his hand and gives it a few quick jerks She reaches

Stories
Mistress was away on business and left me home alone. Before she left she decided to tease me to no end by playing with me for 3 solid hrs before getting up and walking out there door leaving me on the floor on the verge of climax. She would be gone for 3 days by the time i saw or heard from her again and i couldnt take it. I searched the house for something to releive this tension she had built up but found nothing i could use. I went into the bedroom to the toy chest Which i knew i wasnt to ever use without Mistress instructing me too and i pulled out some of my favorite toys.Mistress always left the spare keys in the same place when she left just in case. So it didnt occur to me to check for them before i started taking toys out to use. I dug around the chest and found my legirons a locking ball gag My favorite butt blug and my harness before sitting on the bed to put it all on. I started with the leg irons making sure to double lock them and make sure they were plenty

Stories From The Road
As long as my Mistress is the open road. Doing her bidding as I run yet another load I guess happiness and love I will never know Because I am always on the go. I only go home to see my son Because a home is no home when empty and there is no love and you know no one That is not something easily a trucker can change When never there a life he can arrange. The best I can hope for is a waitress’s smile Before heading back out and burning up another few hundred miles. Never no time for visiting or a rest That damn Mistress the road is always putting me to the test She says to me what do you think your trying to do. .live life and have fun I have another load with which you must run. So off I go spending another night all alone. Weary and tired down to the bone. The sleeper of this truck can on the hottest day of summer seem so cold With no one to touch, love and hold. Did you ever stop to think exactly all a truck driver has to do without.. All those same spe

Story 1
So there i was, just chillin in a forest. When out of nowhere A tree pimp slappend me with a branch. And i was like "WTF!" And it was like "LMAO, You talk in chat form!" So i was all "Bitch! So do you!" And so like i pulled out a lighter and started to smoke a blunt. ANd the tree was like "Pass that shit" And i said "Fuck U tree!" SO he picked me up with a branch And fuckin ate me! True story.

Story 2
So there i was, Going to the deli To get a sub. When this baby said " Let me get a dollar" And i said " I only got enough for my sandwich!" Then the baby reached into his pocket and pulled out a used diaper and threw it at me! So i was like " Hey baby, dont make me kick your ass!" Then the Diaper Exploded on my pants, Then i passed out and the baby took my money & and my socks! True story!

Story 3
So There I Was, Just Spiking The Egg Nog On Christmas Eve. When This Dreidel Was All " Hey Bitch Give Me A Shot" So I Was Like " Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, I Made You Out Of Clay! Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel Your Really Fucking Gay!" Thats When The Dreidel Sprouted Arms And Drowned Me In The Spiked Egg Nog True Story!

A Story For Adults
She knew exactly whom he was when they met face to face for the first time. He had spoken to her many times before and she knew more about him than most people did. He and his friends met her in a restaurant that they had chosen when she arrived in his city. All of them had been speaking together on the Internet for some time and a friendship was built between the four of them, but she was from far away and only now was she actually seeing them in person. Like I said, they were all friends, but she wanted to see him especially. The private conversations they had, the struggles each of them faced with the others help, and the intimate secrets they alone shared made her come here. Now she wondered as he waited last in line to greet her, if this trip was going to be all that she had hoped it would be. After the others shook hands and hugged her as friends would, he slowly walked toward her. He was taller than she expected and as he got closer and she looked up into his eyes he placed h

The Story Of A Son
a friend sent me this. a friend of hers sent it to her. she ask me to pass it on to as many people as i could. i figure what better way to this then posting it here. A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art. When the Viet Nam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son. About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands. He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art. The young man held out

Stories... Thoughts... Surprises
CINDERELLA wants to go to the ball, but her wicked stepmother won't let her. As Cinderella sits crying in the garden, her fairy godmother appears, and promised to provide Cinderella with everything she needs to go to the ball, but only on two conditions. "First, you must wear a diaphragm." Cinderella agrees. "What's the second condition?" "You must be home by 2:00 a.m. Any later, and your diaphragm will turn into a pumpkin." Cinderella agrees to be home by 2:00 a.m. The appointed hour comes and goes, and Cinderella doesn't show up. Finally, at 5:00 a.m. Cinderella shows up, looking love struck and very satisfied. "Where have you been?" demands the Fairy Godmother. "Your diaphragm was supposed to turn into a pumpkin three hours ago!!!" " I met a prince, Fairy Godmother. He took care of everything." The Fairy Godmother stated, "I know of no prince with that kind of power! Tell me his name!" Cinderella replied, I can't remember, exactly, . Peter, Peter, something

Story
HUMILATING PORKY by cowgirl the two girls sat across from me in the library.they were in their late teens, but were about as mature as a couple of eight year olds! they whispered and giggeled looking in my direction, but i know how bratty kids can be at that age, looking to bug an older girl like me (I'm 24)! so i ignored them, returning to my book. it was dificult, as every sound they made was clearly an attempt to get my attention! suddenely,I felt tiny spit-balls of rolled up paper ploping onto my book pages! I glared toward them, seeing their smug little faces grining in triumph! the whole thing brought me back to grade school,where kids like this always seemed to know how to press my buttons !!! back then i was always a bit of a bookworm, and painfully aware of being slightly flat chested & always being teased about my modest plain jane looks, and, though i still look the same,I'm older now, and if these bratts didn't knock it off, i might just call a librarian....and ha

Stories
Have you not heard a single word that had been spoken? I have been here looking into your eyes for the last hour, and all you can do is nod you damn head. It seems that you are not there at all. Come on can you tell me something besides just smiling and looking at me with faint squinty eyes. I can hear your breath which tells me that you are in the room, but the darkness has overcame it. The light bulb is broken which doesn't let me see your face. You seem lost within room, but I know you are there. You are somewhere within this realm. Your smell comes throughout the room, and makes me want to puke. I can no longer stand being near you. The thought of you being here, so close to me, makes me want to cut my veins. My hands thrust out into the open air, but nothing seems to be around. The hairs on my body stand on edge wondering if you are coming my way. Your voice seems to be stuck in my head, and I try to let you out but you stay inside deep in my conscience. The moments come b

A Story....
She was sitting in the den with the sun shining through the weather worn blinds. I could smell her sweet floral scent as I walked in the door...tattered and torn from a hard days work. I called to her..."baby I`m home". There was no answer, I proceeded to the den where she was sound asleep and exhausted from her very demanding job. The sun seemed to glow as it danced across her exposed thigh in the floral sundries that she normally slips on after a hard days work. I placed my brief case on the floor and proceeded to pick her up out of the chair, her body limp, she managed to wake slightly and in a soft voice she said"hey baby I missed you" I gently kissed her forehead and proceeded to carry her upstairs to the master bedroom. Where I layed her across the bed she tried to speak I gently placed my fingers on her lips and said in a whisper "don`t speak". I went into the bathroom where I ran a hot steaming bubble bath for my baby. As I came back into the room she was sitting up in anticipa

Stories Best Left Untold
You have a sexual IQ of 153 When it comes to sex, you are a super genius. You have had a lot of experience, and sex interests you so you know a lot about it. You pride yourself on being a source of information and guidance to all of your friends. Take this quiz at QuizUniverse.com

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ABOUT YOU Your full name:: Laura Height:: 5'6" Natural hair color:: Deep, radiant red Eye color:: Green Number of siblings:: 2 sisters, 1 brother, all younger Glasses/contacts?:: rose colored glasses Piercings:: 2 ears Tattoos:: Naw, couldn't ever get up the courage Braces?:: Should have had them, now just need teeth fixed FAVORITE Color:: PURPLE Band:: Journey Song:: Too many to count Stuffed animal:: My singing light up Christmoose Video game:: Doom II TV show:: House Movie:: None in particular Book:: Left Behind Food:: Chocolate Game on a cell phone:: don't have ne Flower:: Black roses Scent:: Musk Animal:: horses Cereal:: Super Sugar Crisp Website:: CherryTap DO YOU Play an instrument?:: Does my voice count? Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?:: like i count Like to sing?:: Most certainly Have a job?:: For the moment Have a cell phone?:: My lifeline Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:: Shhh... don't tell my husband...JK Have a crush on someone?:: I

Story 4
So there I was, Just getting stoned With a raisin. So the raisin asks "So what are we smoking here?". And I say "We're smoking some grapes!". Then the raisin is all "Mother Fucker! We are smoking my family?!". I gave him the crazy eye and say "You're a dumb bitch, Ain't ya?" That's when a donkey Comes running down the street And kicks my head open. True story!

Story
Ok i have a littl story or philosophy for ya, ok here goes i believe our souls are like flames, they shall never be extinguished. Our memories are carried on threw others,I mean our souls represent who we are u have a choice, its a representaion it can b black or can be of the light, ur life is not predetemined nor is their destiny u have the ability to change it so just do it, no one has to be anthign they dont want to b u have a choice u are who u are do not let anyoen tell u different this coming form experience trust me, your eyes see the crimes of life u get robbed of things and u see many great and joyous parts of it so dont let it get to u. Ur mind well that part is just fucked thats something youll have to figure out on yur own. YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE BLINDLY U DONT KNOW WHATS GOIGN TO HAPPEN THE NEXT DAY OR AFTER THAT YO CANT PLAN AHEAD SO DONT....... u live ur life or u dont either u waste ur time by trying to find the meaning of yur life and waste ur time no one does it jus

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Are you sure you really want to fuck me? We could make omelettes, put together a puzzle, watch "Are you smarter than a 5th grader?". OR, we could slowly start undressing until I cannot stand it anymore and grab you and toss you on the bed. No pretext, mouth clamped to yours, fingers sliding in and out of you. Hook me fingers up and rub back and forth over your G spot. Speed increasing as I suck one of your nipples between my teeth and bite down gently. With my other hand I reach up and clamp the restraints onto each wrist so your hands are stretched above you and your fingers dig into the leather. I bring my hand down to tweak your nipples while I move down to slide my tongue lightly over your clit while my fingers continue to stroke deeply in and out of you. I lick back and forth from your clit to your ass and back up. My other finger teases your ass, slowly sliding in and slipping back and forth at random intervals opposite to the tongue and fingers banging your pussy. Your

Stories Of The Road
"Near Miss" January 11 2007 It still amazes me how mind numbingly stupid the average person can be. Now I do not claim to be Albert Einstein by no means. When it comes to intelligence I am most definitely near the bottom of the gene pool. But common sense has soon got to factor in to the equation of right and wrong. I am constantly in a mental battle with myself to attempt to imagine what these morons driving on the public highways are thinking. I try to think of what the headline would have read. I am always reading the newspaper,(not just looking at the pictures contrary to popular belief) and finding that too many times we get the end of the story as a result of pure negligence or quite frankly stupidity on the part of the "victims". The "perps" are always made out to be such evil doers and total villains that we fail to even imagine that there could be another scenario all together. We miss the possibility that perhaps "Joe citizen" th

The Story Of How I Got My Name Bigbird Stole My Tricycle
WHEN MY SON WAS 2 HE HAD A RADIO FLYER TRICYCLE...HE PLAYED ON IT TOO MUCH, ONE DAY WE COULDN'T FIND IT OUTSIDE SO I ASKED HIM SON WHERE DID YOU PUT YOUR TRICYCLE.. HE SAID I DON'T KNOW THEN REPLIED BIGBIRD STOLE IT DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO THERE YA GO LOL

The Story So Far.
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee. A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full they agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar . Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cups of coffee (maybe espresso!) from under the table and poured the ent

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This is just something I'm working on. Unfortunately, I also have about 60 hours of reading to do this week on top of class, so this is all I have so far. She moved through a sea of masks, not knowing quite how she had gotten there. She could feel that she too wore a mask, although she couldn't remember putting it on. Passing one of the many mirrors in the darkened room, she saw a quiet face of silvery glitter with thorny vines twining all around it. Similar patterns were traced down her neck to the top of her dress, with a simple white ribbon encircling her neck. She'd seen the design somewhere before but was having trouble placing it. How had she gotten hereâ€¦? A leather-gloved hand fell on her shoulder and she jumped a little, but her instincts didn't scream the way they should and she wondered why this presence was so familiar, turning to look into a mask that was nearly the opposite of hers, all black with only hints of color, the pattern different and yet s

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On a blood soaked highway, each and every step a macrocosm of memories. Endless millennia lost in a world feed to hate or deny my existence. Well I'm here and I be not alone all who were unjustly thrown from the pail of endless warmth now wonder amounts these things they sought to free. I have already told you the story of what truly happened at the war in heaven, now I shall tell you some of the misery, horrors and abominations of which I've seen and been apart of. Once me and the other legionaries realized the full extent of what had happened when we fell many in a fit of anger and despair left to seek there own deaths some attempted to usurp the still strong command of Lucifris only to be destroyed. I on the other hand decided I shall stay at the side of my friend in a hope to continue out fight against the childish and mindless reign of the omnipotent. But quickly I saw how destroyed Lucifris was, he had so much hope for mankind and the possibilities of which could have been bor

A Story Im Writing Peice By Peice
The Sentence It’s been said that evil times are always begun with some kind of dark omen. Tonight, when I walked out of my house I noticed the blood red moon in the sky. A few wispy clouds were moving slowly, partially covering it. I took a deep breath and started walking. I was tired and brooding. Deep in thought I made my way to the bar a few blocks away. Usually at this time of night there’s always some kind of noise from people yelling at each other, police sirens wailing, even the occasional gunshot. But it was dead quiet, and you know I got that eerie feeling that something was watching me. The bar I was walking to, was this seedy, dirty dive hole in the wall. In fact it was called the Hole in the Wall. It was never full. And as far as I can tell every time I’ve walked in the song Along the Watchtower was always playing. Whenever it stopped the bartender would always put a few dollars into the jukebox. Always it was the same song. I sat down at the ba

The Story
So, I have a story that wants to be written. I don't care if you like it, it's just there and needs to come out. The story is about a girl, and I guess she needs a name... I think I'll name her Melanie. Melanie celebrated her 13th birthday... she had no idea that this would be her last year of childlike innocence. I give her the gift of thirteen... that year wasn't too bad and was almost boring. A silly family party, with a silly cake, and silly presents. It was summer, and that's where her story begins. Melanie spent her first 13 years alone. Not quite literally, but where it counted (inside) she was always alone. The perfect child... As a baby she never cried. She never got into trouble. She was almost invisible... quiet and shy, being the middle child suited her. She spent her 13th year in the shadow of her older sister, the same way she always had. She did the same boring things she'd done since infancy, a few weeks with this relative, a few with that, until her summer final

~ Stories On Our Troops You Will Never Hear ~
The Media will never tell you how OUR guys are treated. U.S. SENATE REPORT NO. 848 ON ATROCITIES American military troops were starved, beaten, and tortured by their Korean and Chinese captors. Every rule set forth in the Geneva Convention was broken when thousands of Americans died at the hands of barbaric Communists in the Korean War. Thus is the conclusion of Senate Report No. 848 on atrocities committed against American troops in Korea in 1950-51. This page of the Korean War Educator reveals the contents of Report No. 848, which was published by the United States Government Printing Office in Washington in 1954. Text of Senate Report No. 848 83d Congress 2nd Session KOREAN WAR ATROCITIES REPORT OF THE COMMITTEE ON GOVERNMENT OPERATIONS MADE THROUGH ITS PERMANENT SUBCOMMITTEE ON INVESTIGATIONS BY ITS SUBCOMMITTEE ON KOREAN WAR ATROCITIES INTRODUCTION On June 25, 1950, the North Korean Peoples' Army, without warning, attacked the Free Republic of South Korea. Dur

Story For Writing Class...true...advice?
It was a normal eighth grade day for me as I stood in front of a row of lockers, which looked to be painted over a hundred times, resembling an old rusted light shade of blue that I'd begun to get used to. I felt as if I walked those halls, lined with those lockers, more than I'd walked the halls of my own house. I was in routine mode as I turned the dial on the locker I called my own. I thought in my head, and probably even whispered to myself, the numbers as I turn the lock right three times to 12, then left, past 12 once, to 37, then back to the right, to 25. I even remember lifting up the plastic handle painted silver to resemble metal before I felt my hair being grabbed, twisted and pulled. My head yanked back and then forward again slamming into the face of my closed locker. As my head flung back from the impact I opened my eyes and was stunned to see that where my head had just hit the locker there was now a dent. I was surprised my head could do that and was wondering what my f

Story 1
Hey people, just writing to say im looking for some safe fun near by with any beautiful ladies. I recently got out of a 4 year relationship. So no worries im not looking for any serious. Let me know if I can introduce any pleasure in your life. I know its a long shot but lucky is always there John "Renaissance man" Chase We Wear the Mask by Paul Laurence Dunbar We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our ceeks and shades our eyes,- This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be overwise, In counting all our tears and sigh? Nay, let them only see us, while We wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear the mask! My Thoughts

Stormi's First
1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking. 2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals. 3. Put a bra and tampons in a guys shopping cart. Put a pair of tiny thongs in a big woman's buggy. 4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, " 'Code 3' in housewares".... and see what happens. 5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away. 6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. 7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department. 8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask, "Why can't you people just leave me alone?" 9. Look right into the security camera; & use it as a mirror and pick your nose 10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are. 11. Dart around th

Storyz
A Seneca Legend Hatcinobdon was a great warrior, the greatest of all the Senecas. Once, when out with a party of warriors, he came to a high cliff and knowing that the Cherokees were on the lookout he told his men to stay where they were and he would go ahead and see what could be done. He hadn't gone far when a party of Cherokees saw him and started in pursuit. Hatcinobdon ran into tall reeds that grew in two great patches with a narrow space between them. He escaped from the first patch and hid in the second one. His pursuers thought he was in the first patch; they watched the narrow space and set fire to the reeds. When the reeds were destroyed they expected to find him dead, burned up. Hatcinobdon fell asleep in his hiding place. In the night two men came, wakened him, and said, "Follow us, we have come for you." He went with the men and after a time one of them pointed at a house, and said, "Nohnohsot, the man who lives there, sent for you." He went to the house, bu

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This is beautiful! Try not to cry. She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might hel

Story Of My Life!
So my life officially sucks. All I get to do is sit at home and be bored....although I am looking for a job right now and on spring from school...lol.....but I just thought I would post a blog...enjoy Stephanie

Stories From The Criminally Insane
shinytime see those smiles....they are'nt for you...not the real you . they are because the faces see through you or more likely because the faces are just like you they shine whenever the world says it's shinytime...... even if thats not what they feel behind the mask at that time . you let them validate you and you don't think too deep it all comes out when I hear you crying in your sleep. they can make or break you and that makes and breaks me I want more for you...more than I want for me I will still return your void smile and thoughtless stare, I will never run too far just ask andI will be there. but, remember ...no matter how sour or unattractive my face is...my smiles for you are always real... and you will realize one day too late that my shinytime means more than all the rest because it is real and that is all too rare something has to spark my interest. something has to chase the threat of me away. someth

A Story I Wrote
I stood there on the cabin deck, waiting on him. It had been 3 months since our last meeting and I'd missed his touch more than I ever thought possible. To celebrate our birthdays, we decided to splurge on a rental cabin for a long weekend instead of the usual one or two day meeting at my place or at a motel. Patsy Cline was going 'Crazy' on the radio, which allowed him to slip up behind me without my notice. When I felt hands covering mine on the deck railing, it startled me. "OH, God!" He gathered me close, "I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean to startle you," he apologized while kissing my cheek, then rubbing his cheek against mine. The scent of his cologne enveloped me. God, it felt good to be back in his arms. He started kissing my neck, right there at my shoulders and worked his way up my neck, causing me to shiver. I tilted my head, give him better access and he took it. The warmth of his mouth and tongue gave me little tingles as he nipped at me, Oh Lord; he knows what t

Story Of My Life
so i was watching vh1's 1 hit wonders... well i noticed a few things in this show.. first thing i noticed was that.. yeah most of the bands on there only had one hit... but i totally thought the album as a whole was awesome... another thing i noticed in most cases at least 1 band member died in their 40s.. which is still young.. so if the greats died in their 20s then the one hit wonders had an impact but not good enough to die early but still early enough to be good.....lol! okay that was just wrong.. but that whole show pissed me off like modern english melt with you made the list but they had other great songs...i digress... another thing i noticed is when they are advertising movies.. its always and i mean always the best comedy of the year.. or one of the best.. how can you say that about all of them... now i swear you will notice it... one of the scariest horror movies of the year... well if they are that way that statement has no merit.. now does it. for all my friendsbeca

A Story I Wrote
DO NOT RIP!! When you lose someone you are very close to, it's hard to pick up the pieces and move on, especially if you never had the chance to tell that person goodbye. I lost someone very close to me, and at the time, I didn't realize I gave up the opportunity to tell him goodbye. Because of this, the guilt and regret from those unspoken words left, to say the least, a huge void in my heart. My Uncle Jimmy was the person I favored most in the world. He had a warm and gentle heart, and he would do anything for anybody. I loved being with him because to me, he was just a big kid at heart. We would go to the movies, play cards for hours, and just laugh about everything. Never in my life could I have imagined being without him. Somehow I thought he would always be there. The last day I saw my uncle was on July 7, 1995. He had come up from Alabama to visit his parents and me, and on that certain day, he was going into Pennsylvania, to see some friends. As He

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Hopelessly bound unfettered by the chains of love's grip - greatest gift, fate's cruelest curse. Wherefore do I weep at knowing the joy, the warmth, at feeling the peace, the fire. Wherefore do I weep unable to complete , to be, unknown the kiss, the flames. Wherefore do I weep at loving not living seeing not touching breathing not sharing holding not loving? All, because I, The Fool, am no more

Storm Season
I heard a little thunder a little while ago and it looks like we may get some action tonight! I think if we do, I'll go play in it hehe! I haven't done that in a long time and I'm feeling pretty wild right now! There is a full moon coming up too :D! It's springtime and time for thunderstorms and tornados! I LOVE IT!!! I'm going to play in it tonight!

Stories
I was sitting on the couch reading the sports section of the paper when you walked out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a white tank top and a pair of black thongs. You came walking up to me, smiling, pulled the paper back and smiled. "baby, I want to cuddle with you on the couch" you said. I smiled and put the paper down and you straddled my legs. Your gold tone skin was shining in the light, "god you are so beautiful" i said. I wrapped my arms around you and pulled you close to me and began kissing your chest and working my way up to your sweet lips. One gentle kiss on your lips and you melted in my arms. I pulled back and said" I love you baby doll, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me" your eyes swelled up with tears and you kissed my lips and began to hug me. I began massaging your back and just looking up and down at your gorgeous body. How could a man like myself be so damn lucky to have you in my life. You slowly pulled your tank top off and your beautiful

Story Time With Sway
First off I want to thank Sweet Luv,. for this evenings happy hour!!!! It is most awesome when we have one, let alone whne we have them back to back!!!! Make Love Letters at CommentYou.com Hey all you Cherry Tappers, Jimmy Sway here, and thanx for all the love I've gotten, and will get on this most kick ass forum. Glad to be part of the community, and to think I stumbled upon it looking for porn!! HAHA Naw, I was actually invited by the room mate. Well, this is it, I am a Tapper now....Love Peace and Sex Grease!!!

Story 5
So there i was, Just chillin in line for the port-o-potty, When i was 5 years old. When this guy standing in line behind me Started to tap on my shoulder. So i turned around and was all "What's up dude? " But when i turned around I seen he didnt have arms, And He was all, "oh sorry, your not my son!" And im like, "Its ok sir, But if you have no hands how did you poke me?" And all he said before i ran away was, "Ever seen a trouser snake?"

Story Of My Life
BLAH! FIND ME A REASON TO SMILE AND MAYBE I WILL!!!! Yep Im MIA. Have been for months. Im rarely on here anymore. Few contact me here so Ive just taken a step back. When yall wanna talk, you know where to find me. So I went to the K-Wings game last night. Oh to watch the Rockford (Ill) IceHogs get beat was a lovely end to my Saturday. Mind you, we took a beating in the 3rd but damn if the K-Wings didnt keep their heads up and win!!! The IceHog fans were just that, hogs. They were the loudest, rudest, FOULEST bunch of folks Ive ever had the displeasure to encounter. But my weekend hockey comes crashing down around my feet today. The Redwings were a huge disappointment today. They lost in OT 2-1 to Anahiem and thanks to Franzen at the end of the 3rd and Lilas in OT .. we are going to Anahiem down in the series 3-2 and fighting to stay alive. So Ill spend the rest of my weekend sulking over the NHL loss but proud of the UHL team and anxious for results on tonights game in

A Story About A Raven
Well I just wanted to tell some people that I just wanted to know why so many people have a fear of people that are Wiccan cause people see us as bad people all because we are a different religion we are still humans but because we are different and we are Wiccan people see us as the black sheep in a community we ya know what we are not freaks or anything like that we dont pray to trees we have different ways of doing things just like i have two tattoos one on my left wrist of a pentacle one on my right wrist of a trinity knot i have hear about my tattoos from people that see them cause they are different i always get called a devil worshiper ok whatever but we are always getting our ass chewed by somebody but you know what we are what we are we are Wiccan and that is what we do so if you dont like it well sorry for ya GET OVER IT WE ARE WITCHES AND WE DONT CARE WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT US

The Story Behind The Song Taps
Here is something Every American should know. Until I read this, I didn't know, but I checked it out and it's true: We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings. Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia . The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pu

Stories
Christmas Gift Toy & MySpace Layouts at pYzam.com Blue smoke First is to accept that fact that all things have an life force, an energy or a soul so to speak of. This is true of things in nature and those created by man. Electronics have energy, A soul to speak of and it is contained within each piece within any piece of electrical equipment. Don’t believe me? Then test it for yourself. Do this little experiment. Pour some water onto your TV or PC and watch the soul be released. The soul of any electric being is blue smoke and it is released upon its death. Any piece of electrical equipment can die. Any piece of electrical equipment contains an energy or as we shall call it from now on, It’s Soul. So if it dies a untimely of violent death the soul of blue smoke is released. Where does it go? In some faiths it goes up to the electric equipment heaven. There to be united with its lost cousins the black and white TV and the ham radio and radios of years past. But IF

Story Of My Life!
So I think it is about time that I start a blog on here since I have been on her a while now. As of right now my life is CRAZY! I am working , going to school, we are moving into our new apartment soon and we are in the process of opening our own shop. I just got a new job as an office assistant for an Ebay auction company. So far I like it and that is good news. I am getting ready to start a new quarter in school but this time it is a little different because I just recently changed my major. I was going for criminal justice and now I am going for Computer Drafting and Design. I love computers so when I saw that they were now offering that as a major I jumped right on it. As for us moving, anyone who really knows us knows that we have a bad reputation of moving alot. Well this is the last time we are moving for a long time. We have found an apartment that we both just love to death. Now on the main point of this post. We are opening our own Pagan shop here in In

Stories
I had been giving you lessons on using the internet and typing skills and you were becoming very good at it. You were almost addicted. Like a kid with a new toy. Late one night you were playing Outwar and the character I had created for you and you had been in there for hours. You butt was almost molded to the chair. Try as you may you just couldn’t get up you were having too much fun. As you accepted the newest quest in your journey, something fell over your eyes. You could feel it being tied behind your head, as you tried to protest a voice in your ear softly whispered…”Now don’t fight and be a good boy”. The hair all over your body stood up as the mouth issuing that breath gently grazed your neck. Your arms were lifted above your head and your shirt removed. Exposing your chest, back, shoulders, and stomach to the cool air coming from the A/C unit in the window. Goose bumps jumped up all over your body. Whether they were from anticipation of things to come

The Story Of Jack Schitt
when i feel, its not something that goes away!!!!!! it stays there waiting for some one to feel back...... i hope the person i'm wrighting this for reads it and takes this to heart and knows that i love him more than anyone can ever imagine!!!!!! because love is not somthing to take lightly...... you should know who you are, for i want you to read this and tell me you love me too!!!!! don't take me for granted!!!!! i don't take you for granted and i cherish every moment we have together...... even if its not every that we see each other or talk all the time... but he knows that if i had it my way we would be together all the time and never part..... my heart goes out to this person and i wish that you would let me know you feel the same way, because you don't show it all the time like you should.... but know that you are in my mind and in my heart always and i will never feel any diffently about you..... I LOVE YOU ~Vanessa~ WHY ARE THE OPPOSIT SEX ALWAYS OUT OF THE LOOP WH

A Story..... Nsfw Possibly
Waiting...her heart craving, finally alone no more as he touches her. Loving her with every touch, with every slap.... How can this feeling ever have been denied, she opens herself completely, submission in all it's glory as she holds herslf on the ground worshipping him and what he holds for them both. Her body trembles under every harsh touch...knowing that in the end he will bring her every pleasure, she had ever needed or desired. for too long he has only been in her dreams, and now they are all in front of her. Her body feels as it is going up in flames with the completion she knows her soul feels. He kneels behind her and brings her up to his chest lovely, as only her Master can be. She knows she is owned and with his arms around her, all she needs to do is but listen for his breath, his heart beat, his words for guidance. He feels her trembling with every emotion as she shakes under his touch. For the first time in her life, she is taken to a bed where she is nee

Stories (nsfw)
--- She wrote: so here i am emailing you..yet again... sorry i got really bored over the weekend... anyhow i don't know why u wouldn't enjoy it.. i want a candle lit bath.. in a really big tub.. bubbles and rose petals of course.. warm towels when i got out and the in the bedroom message oils... and tell me if you've heard this one before.... a naked u.. and u can take it from there.. sensuality i like sensuality... and its not a trait you find in many guys.... and most girls(emphases on "girls") i've been with the exclusion and why is it that i always like the "taken" ones??? (guys and girls of course) *deep sigh* --- I wrote: well, if you really minded e-mailing me I'm sure you wouldn't do it.. ;) it's okay, I'd probably get bored on the weekends as well if i didn't fill them up.. ooh.. going for all out sensual here.. sounds good to me.. you do seem to enjoy your rose petals. and i assumed I'd be naked, or would you have been enjoying the bath by yourself? I'm en

Story
Hello all... Found out i have a hidden talent for writing erotic stories lol i write one part each day..decided to post it on here...let me know what you guys think k? Make sure you read them in order lol peace ~cin i wake up to hearing soft voices from the other room...i yawn and stretch a bit trying to doze back off a bit before Master comes to wake me. i sigh realizing i cant. 'Master must have our evening company over already" i think to myself i start to sit up and realize Master has been watching me and most likely heard my thoughts to myself. he simply smiles and me and stands. "rest well pet"? i nod "yes my Master, this one thanks Master for allowing her to rest" he nods and stands slowly walking over to me "you are right pet" he grins knowing i know he read my thoughts "we do have company over this evening" i nod and smile again.."how shall this one dress Master"? he grins "as you are pet" i blink and gaze at him "well..almost as you are" he reaches forward and places a t

Stories (nsfw)
Janey walked into the coffee house. She scanned the room for him, this was so wierd! She'd travelled all the way from England to America. She'd planned it as a holiday with her family, had to get a couple of friends involved in order to afford the rental on the house. Plus she needed someone to look after her children. She had an ulterior motive for this trip. He was Ethan747, 38, 6ft, athletic build, total visual perfection in her eyes. Turned out to also be total partnership perfection for her too. It all seemed so simple apart from the minor detail of a few thousand miles between them. She'd saved a whole year to make it happen. It was crazy. She'd had dates with guys much closer to her, guys she thought were wonderful having read their emails, chatted on messenger and eventually on the phone. Every meeting had been a complete let down. What made her think this one would be any different? She kidded herself if it didn't work out at least she'd have a holiday out of it - she'd nev

Stories
Without sounding commonplace or vulgar, I wanted to fuck her the moment I saw her. It's that immediate, visceral response to which I think most, if not all, men can relate. It was through Gene, a client/friend that I met his wife Terri. I am a senior account manager at a bank and, frequently, Gene would be in my office discussing finances and Terri's name would be a constant in his discourse, something typical of husbands more than a little bit enamored with their wives. At the end of our sessions, it was also typical of him to say, you know, you really should meet Terri. I could never gauge to what degree he was actually serious. And, I could never see any compelling reason why I should meet her. Gene called one day, inviting me to lunch at a restaurant not far from where I worked. He ended the conversation by saying, there is someone here I want you to meet. I thought nothing of it, only that it was someone connected with his business. In retrospect, it wasn't surprisi

A Story
Take Some Time and actually Read this this is a GUY TALKING... ITS 7TH GRADE... I stared at the girl next to me...She was my so called 'best friend'... I stared at her... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But she didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I handed them to her... She said 'thanks'... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know that I don't want to be 'just friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why... IT'S JUNIOR YEAR... My phone rang... On the other end it was her... She was in tears... Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As I sat next to her on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she was mine... After 2 hours... A Drew Barrymore movie... And 3

Stories
George Carlin's rules for 2007 New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for classmates.com ! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days . . mowing my lawn. New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Trout? New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky bastards. New Rule: If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you're a dope. If you're a kid, the cards are keepsakes of your idols. If you're a grown man, they're pictures of men. New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men ca

Story Of A Moonlit Stroll
Story of a Moonlit Stroll . . . Her restless mood guided her evening stroll In the wooded glen from her childhood The moonlight cast shadows upon her path And as she turned, there the visage stood. . . The ghostly image met her eyes Yet, it wasn't fear she felt but overwhelming sorrow As tears glistened upon her translucent cheeks She felt a strange kinship to this ethereal figure . . . Why do you weep, M'Lady ? Please let me understand What haunts your spirit so And what binds you to this land? Take heed, child . . .'tis a heart-wrenching tale Of innocence lost and shattered dreams That causes my spirit to forever roam This glen where no one heard my screams. . . Long ago, on a night similar to this I came to this very spot to meet my fate Under the guise of love, to meet my betrothed But found him murdered, I arrived too late My own kinsman betrayed me And hatched a devious plan To kill my love and let me take the blame And bloodshed would ensue

The Storm
The Storm As The Night Fades To The Day You Are Startled, Shaken From Your Sleep, With Fear In Your Eyes, You Rush To The Window To gaze Across The Sky. The Feeling Of Horror Rises As You Look To The Heavens At The Storm That Is Raging Without Control. Sweeping Across The Land. Billowing Black Clouds Race Across The Sky Releasing It’s Fury To The Earth. The Blackness Stretches As Far As The Eye Can See Engulfing Everything In It’s Path. The Thunder Rolls Across The Sky In A Clap So Loud You Fear The Sky Has Been Torn In Two. You Stand Waiting For the Thunder To Be Silenced As It Screams Its Anger, For What Seems To Be An Eternity. The Lightning So Fierce And Angry, It Strikes With Vengeance, With The Power Of the Heavens. Continuously Searching For Prey, Destroying Everything It Can Find To Strike. The Beauty And Serenity Of The Earth Is At The Mercy Of The Storms Rage, As She Tries To Find Shelter Against The fury That Has Come To Take What Life It C

Stories
Waking up to the sound of rain hitting the roof. You stretch, not wanting to be awake yet and find that I'm not in bed with you. You turn to look around the room, your eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. You see my silhouette as lightning flashes outside. You walk slowly over to the chair im sitting in, watching the storm You reach down slowly running your fingertips from my shoulder and down my arm, locking our fingers together. Standing up i put our hands behind your back, slowly caressing your face with the other hand. Placing my finger to your lips, a sly grin across my lips. I lead you out of the bedroom and down stairs. "What are you doing?" you ask. Looking back at you i tell you to just come with me. Walking out the backdoor, onto the patio. The rain so cool on my bare chest, you stand in the open doorway looking at me, laughing. I come to the door and pull you out with me. Pulling you into my arms, kissing you, the rain making your hair wet and heavy, m

A Story By Lee
The box is small, but it contains all the fury and hatred that Hell could conjure. A silver box, barely the size of a cigarette case, holding fifteen bullets. Seven are engraved with the names of the hearts they belong in. The others are for anyone who gets in my way. I try to be fair. A hired gun is a risky occupation. You are never sure whom you can trust. If a client doesn't like the fact that you are a free agent, they try to find ways to persuade you to be exclusive. I, in my ignorance, decided that I couldn't be threatened. I work for whomever I want, when I want. They sent seven guns after me. I took that as a compliment. I understand that business is business, but these fools made it personal. They took my wife and my little girl from me. I know they are in Heaven now. Hell will be a small price to pay for the retribution I am about to deliver. First on my list is a kid that calls himself Tyrone. Tyrone thinks he is a thug straight out of the ghetto. He likes his clothes to

Stories
I'd been infatuated with Vanessa for years. Since before she started dating my brother, back when the three of us spent most of our time together. She was Edwin's age, two years older than me, and I knew that I'd never be more to her than Ed's kid brother. Particularly when their hormones kicked in, and they found each other's company more interesting than mine. We still spent time together after that, but never as much, and usually in the company of Vanessa's little sister, Virginia, a gawky, irritating brat who delighted in tormenting me. So I eventually lost interest in staying around them. Throughout college, Vanessa and Ed had a rocky relationship. They split op several times, only to make up during vacations when they would see each other again. Perhaps it was all of those breakups which led them not to rush into marriage after college. They did eventually buy a condo together, but I was in my senior year of engineering school when they finally decided to tie the knot. I th

Stories Of "old Folks"
I don't know the source. I saved it a while ago. Life is short! Break the rules! Forgive quickly! Kiss slowly! Love truly, Laugh uncontrollably.. And never regret anything that made you smile. Breakfast It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfas

The Storm
Apathy If We Don't Take Care of the Customer, Maybe They'll Stop Bugging Us. Blame The Secret of Success is knowing who to Blame for Your Failures. Despair It's always darkest just before it goes pitch black. Demotivation Sometimes the best solution to morale problems is just to fire all of the unhappy people Dysfunction The only consistent feature of all your dissatisfying relationships is you. Idiocy Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups. Mistakes It could be that the purpose of your life is only to serve as a warning to others. Motivation If a pretty poster and a cute saying are all it takes to motivate you, you probably have a very easy job. The kind robots will be doing soon. Pessimism Every dark cloud has a silver lining, but lightning kills hundreds of people each year who try to find it. Romance Love is in the air. And it's pooping on my head. Tradition Just because you've always done it that way doe

The Storm
The Virgin drops fall gently against my vulnerable sculpture, bringing a wave of tranquility that laps against my soul. As the hands of the piercing wind claws like a wild banshee through the voluminous ebony clouds, tears of anger sting the face of the black sponge waiting below in thirst. The fire of heaven slits through the night sky in a thin line of destruction, and briefly lights what should be dark. As the grumble sounds, there are no signs of what passed in the night except for the freshness that lingers behind. By: Lucky to be Irish

Storytime
This is a little story I wrote for someone I think is very special. I thought I'd post it for everyone to read. Feel free to leave comments both good and bad. Hope you enjoy! Once upon a time there was a flower. This flower lived in a clearing in the middle of the woods. It was purple with white speckles and liked nothing more than to have the sun's rays caress it's petals all day long. Each morning anticipation would fill this flower as it yearned for the first gentle ray to touch it's petals and spread over it's body. On this particular morning the flower was counting the seconds until the sun's rays washed over it but something was wrong! The sun didn't reach it today. The flower looked around concerned but didn't notice anything different today from any other day. The flower stretched up hoping to encounter the calming ray of sunlight but it was no where to be found. Alarmed now and thinking the sun might never touch the flower again, the flower noticed that one of the

The Storm
The winds of rage came roaring through..... And ripped the heart from me and you. MISTAKES,TRANSGRESSIONS;all fueled the fire... Destruction of "Family" the Primary desire. Do we listen,ignore,or view with wise eyes? Bring forth truth instead of lies? Pounding hearts,eyes full of tears... Pulsing blood fuels our fears. Hope and wisdom,words of peace.... Who can restore these things in me? Fear has no place within my heart... The words"HARM NONE" the best place to start. Our Kingdom's our family,our friend,our lover; Father,Mother,Sister,Brother. Grant serenity,wisdom,patience,love.... Make honesty shine like a light from above. Only God has the right to decide who must leave... No one can change the way I believe. If you're family,friend;even if new.... Only you can destroy my belief in you.

Story Ideas
Many of these titles are still a work in progress. So please bare with me. If the story title doesn't seem to fit the story right, have faith, cus I will figure it out sooner or later. Kindling: A haunted house story that takes the basic idea of Stephen King's 1408-the room is just f**king evil. This story is about a house that is evil and the course it takes from the begining to become one of the scariest hauntings in Wyoming. Full of new ways of messing with the reader and the characters. So far this story has the sense of sudden scares and many things that will make your skin crawl. The Grounds Keeper: In the true fashion of a monster story, this story will make a mes of things. When a land owner gets frustrated with the travelers that tresspass on his land from the river, he conjures up a creation from the depths of hell even he can't run from. (this short story is just about ready for you guys to read.) The Haunting: When two people are destined to be together,

Story Time
What is your sexual style? You scored as a Shy You are shy, cute...but shy. There are a lot of people that find you attractive but you just aren't sure what to do. Shy 63% Hot 50% Exciting 50% Soft 25% Sweet 25% Wet 13% Awkward 6% Violent 0% I talk to her all the time. The more we talk,the more i think of her.I have many thoughts,many dreams. I want so badly just to hold her,cuddle her and kiss her. I think of her soft skin, the way she takes sharp breaths when i touch the top of her ample suculant breast. I softly kiss the sweet spot behind her ear on her neck whlie i make soft light circles on her sweet soft skin. i slowly trace her body up and down ever so lightly, all the way down to her sweet soft silk clad bottom. i want so bad to fell her heat but i want to make her so much hotter before i do. i softly touch her theigh, makeing small circles i start back up her body a little more toward the front now,tou

Stories From The Night Exhange
I've been thinking about writing a book for a long time. But what to write?? I've always heard "Write what you know" well..this is what I know. :) Once upon a time I had a group of friends that make the Sex in The City woman look like prudes. LMAO, which wasn't a bad thing. They were fun and they opened my eyes to a WHOLE new world.. Now, will these stories be true??..maybe :) names will be changed but that's about it I will introduce the characters soon. Well it's been awhile since I posted the "Night Exchange" but finally I am getting around to it :) (and I apologize in advance I don't always do spell check or grammar check. lol I write as fast as I think. So please...forgive my spelling etc....) I don't think this entry is NSFW but I'll mark it as such. Just in case Firstly, I will be introducing my friends to everyone. Keep in mind, I will not/cannot add actual pictures or names of my old friends. So I have found celebrities that I believe truly represent them :)

Stories
The light from the morning sun reflected off the thin ice that had broken under the weight of Eargrif's boots as he passed between two boulders half again his height. The road that had been there the night before had become lost in the mud and partially frozen puddles that now covered the world around him. The cloak retained Eargrif's body heat keeping him comfortably warm in spite of the constant wind. It was this reason that made Eargrif believe it was too warm for him to have to worry about ice, until he slipped down a small hill. Luckily he had not fallen and was sure to keep an eye on were he stepped. Even though the road had been washed away, some signs of it remained. By starting where he had last remembered being on the road the previous night Eargrif could see a rough outline of it through the hills and larger boulders. The condition of the ground slowed Eargrif considerably; however the change in scenery was a welcome relief. Unlike the grasslands that he had been travelin

Story Time
Consumed by darkness in a world of full of many options and opinions circling about, being confused not knowing what step is right or wrong. Confessions upon the darkness your pondering if a choice to fall forth to the light growing attachment to something not ment to happen or is it the choice to fall deeper into the darkness making the best choice of them all making life visible to your mind and heart After years fade by the darkness starts to blend your life as if it was all a dream world but is more of a spark of purity tying lost souls of imperfection to a matter of dull mindless insanity. Troting upon the lost souls if imperfection your own life appears in the eyes who were forgotten or not to be known to a world that glims without a trace of existing knowledge, meanless until now, so stop hiding about and take advantage of all that is known to you now or let ot go before the end of time consumes all Free is as free can be. what does it take to be truly free? Is it like t

Stories
This was written by a good friend, Dillochan. I'm just stealing it to share with my FuFriends. :) _________________________________________________ The TRADIS had come to a rest just on the borders of a newly forming nebula. Rose wasn’t sure why the Doctor had asked it to go there, but she guessed that it had something to do with seeing the stars. Perhaps this is where the star that Reinette had wished to see was born. He had shared some of the details of his journey since disappearing through the mirror over tea later that night. Rose hadn’t pushed him for more than he was willing to give. She suspected that he wanted to talk to someone that understood, at least a little, what all those years of waiting for his chance to get back in the TARDIS had meant to him. Three pots of tea later and she had most of the details. Mickey had sat quietly through most of it. He kept glowering at Rose though. Ever since that kiss he hadn’t smiled. Well, he’s a grown up, he needs t

Storm
It was storming here, with wind gust up to 62 mph. Rain, wind, thunder, and lightening. So I am working at the bar tonight 10/17/07 and the fire departments head guy comes in. I didn't think nothing of it, til I look at his face. He told me that my huge tree in my front yard fell on my house. i said you have to be kidding me, he said no I need you to go home and check it out. So I had to go up home and sure enough my tree is laying on my house. It was still storming so we really could not see much but my husband went inside and made sure the roof was not leaking and no broken windows. So now tomorrow I will not be at work at my first job so I can stay home and clean up the damn tree. The worst thing is right now we don't know how much damage there is until we get the tree off the house!! i will post pictures when i can. UPDATE::: Got the tree all cleaned up now. Insurance adjuster just came out today 10/19/07 and told me some very good news! So now we can get our house fixe

Stories And Poems
This is fun...try it out. Woohoo. let's have fun with this. Thanks Joanna.... You Can Only Type ONE Word. Not as easy as you might think. Now copy and paste into your blog and tag 5 ppl to do the same. Leave a comment to let us know you have done it, AND LEAVE THEM A COMMENT TO LET THEM KNOW THEY HAVE BEEN TAGGED. It's really hard to only use one-word answers! 1. Where is your cell phone? hip 2. Your significant other? none 3. Your hair? medium 4. Your mother? Mary 5. Your father? Mark 6. Your favorite thing? Tulips 7. Your dream last night? never 8. Your favorite drink? coke 9. Your dream/goal? love 10. The room you're in? bedroom 11. Music? country 12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Chicago 14. Where were you last night? home 15. What you're not? liar 16. Muffins? banana 17. One of your wish list items? happiness 18. Where you grew up? Texas 19. The last thing you did? coffee 20. What are you wearing? jeans 21. TV? hardly 22. Your pets? dogs

Stormspinner's Poetry/photography
Picture: reds, yellows, greens on the radar screen. Might be pretty, but tell that to those living under the swirling color, black: the storm does not give a damn about color schemes as it rearranges lives and buildings to its satisfaction, despite what the weatherman says. All it has on its mind is creating chaos, getting out before it is caught on video: wasn't quite quick enough. (c) 2007, *StormSpinner*

Store Is Opened
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Story
A Night in front of the Fireplace Tonight I am going try something new with Lady K. Lady K had let me know in no uncertain terms that the spark was fading and that if I did not rekindle the spark she was moving on . It was up to me to change her mind. So I decided that I had been to complacent in the bedroom and I needed to take back control. I called Lady K at home that morning and told her that I would be over to her place at seven o’clock that night. She cut in saying that she had plans to go out with the girl tonight. I told her I would be there at seven o’clock and she would be waiting for me. She again tried to cut in but I stop her. I let her know that if she wasn’t there that we’re though. I described what I wanted her to be wearing when I arrived. She was to have on a pair pink thigh high stocking with the matching pink lace shelf bra and panties that I had bought for her, as well as, her black mid calf skirt with the black two inch spaghetti strap pumps.

The Story Begins
Back at the operating room begins the difficult procedure on Tank to surgically attach his new arm. They start connecting each nerve ending to a wire on the arms itself. As they connect each set of nerves they test them through an incision they have mad through tanks skull causing twitches in the reflexes. After a while movement can be seen through the new arm as with every poke and prod the arm it self moves for a certain function. They then begin to run wires up from the new mechanical arm up through his skin implanting more wires to his brain. Graves stand outside the operating room the entire time with his thoughts on Tanks quick recovery Krash is found in the blood packs room as she goes into telling them about what she discussed with Graves. “What do you think is the deal with patient Zero? Do you think graves isn’t telling us everything?” Mary questions the group. Maybe he is trying to protect us from something, but still we need to know what it is?’ Krash respon

Story
Something must be wrong with me. No really, something must truly be wrong with me. I keep telling myself this is the last time, but it never seems to happen. I mean why in the hell did I let him talk me into letting him come over. "I just want to talk" my ass. I knew exactly what he wanted, but for some reason I caved in. Just look at him hogging all the covers. He doesn't have any type of concern for me. He's a selfish bastard, and I let him in my bed. I met him three years ago at a friends birthday party. I was attracted to him the minute I saw him and the minute I saw him I knew he'd probably be trouble, but like typical True I wanted him anyway. So I pursued him. And at first like every relationship it was like heaven. We talked for hours on the phone, he took me out all the time, he brought me things, he was romantic. I fell for all the tricks in the book. I was in love, still am and I wanted to believe all of his promises. He had a great way in making things sound so good, hel

Story Of The Maltese Cross
The Story of the Maltese Cross The badge of a firefighter is the Maltese Cross. The Maltese Cross is a symbol of protection, a badge of honor, and its story is hundreds of years old. When a courageous band of crusaders, known as the Knights of Saint John, fought the Caracens for possession of the Holy Land, they were faced with a new weapon not known to European fighters. It was a simple but horrible device of ware. The Saracens' weapon was fire. As the crusaders advanced on the walls of the city, they were bombarded with glass bombs containing naphtha. When they were saturated with the liquid, the Saracens threw flaming torches into the crusaders. Hundreds of knights were burned alive while others risked their lives in an effort to save their kinsmen from painful fiery deaths. Thus, these men became the first firemen, and the first of a long line of firefighters. Their heroic efforts were recognized by fellow crusaders who awarded each ot

The Storm
this christmas for all the girls and boys ready to open grandma and grandpas toys to be a kid again and relish those times playing football in the snow the adults drunk on wine and know the hair has turned grey the black and white of the local paper gives the play by play and the snow that once made frosty come to life is just a friggen hassle to get off my windshield to get off my windshield with the company bought knife only noe through the wine bloodshot eyes the true meaning of christmas does just arrive finally taking that 2nd job to keep up with mr and mrs jones knowing i got an an apartment their in their winter home putting on my pretend face better with them than to be alone .........to be cont. its the third holiday season your not hear i just want to scream in anger fuck that queer tear him to peace-es rip off his ears but that will never happen that can never be i am still the man in me you could still see a soft wisper an a little nibble on the no

Stories Of Some Goddesses Worshipped In Pagan(wiccan) Religion Worldwide
It was in the beginning of Arthur's time there lived in Penllyn a man named Tegid Voeland his wife Cerridwen. There was born to him of his wife a son named Morvran ab Tegid, a daughter named Creirwy, and they had a brother, the most ill-favored man in the world, Avagddu. Cerridwen, his mother, thought that he was not likely to be admitted among men of noble birth by reason of his ugliness, unless he had some exalted merits or knowledge. So she resolved according to the arts of the books of the Fferyllt, to boil a cauldron of Inspiration and Science for her son, that his reception might be honorable because of his knowledge of the mysteries of the future state of the world. Then she began to boil the cauldron, which might not cease to boil for a year and a day, until three blessed drops were obtained of the grace of Inspiration. And she put Gwion Bach the son of Gwreang of Llanfair in Caereinion, to stir the cauldron, and a blind man named Morda to kindle the fire beneath it. She charge

Storys ( True And False )
My cousins boyfriend remodels houses and one day he was in the closet of a house and felt something on hes neck and swiped it off. 3 days later the same spot swole up to be a huge red bump. He went to the doctor and they cut it open to drain and discovered a brown recluse spider layed 3 egg sacks in hes neck. Then he fell ill and started suffering horrible stomach cramps and spent a whole month in the hospital before he recovered. This is a true Story - My mom called me the other day to tell me he was released from the hospital finally.

Stories From The Road
Ok it has now been brought to my attention that while at Hooters Brow beating bottom feeders that I missed some funny things we said and did and Barry is bitching about. So during the how do you live with yourself comments, One of us busted out this Beauty," I mean seriously you would never give this mark the time of day. Seriously he could not get laid if he had a $100 bill taped to the end of his dick." But Barry proved something extremely important, No matter how much you beat a bottom feeder they still do what you tell them. So after last call Barry wants another beer and tells us that he bets us he can get Moron to give him another one. He calls her over..."Hey I want another beer." "Its past call," she murmurs. I point out that at two beers for the price of the big ones she owes him one. She still says no I call bullshit.... Barry breaks out this beauty... "You get me another one if you can and I pay alot for it." And sure enough the bottom feeder returns with his beer. He pays

Storm's Brewing
o every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait" To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful." To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her. To every guy that gives her flowers and a card when she is sick or down. To every guy who has given her flowers just because thats how he rolls. To every guy that said he would die for her. To every guy that really would. To every guy that did what she wanted to do. To every guy that cried in front of her. .... To every guy that she cried in front of... To every guy that holds hands with her. To every guy that kisses her with meaning. To every guy that hugs her when she's sad. To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all. To every guy who would give their jacket up for her. To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe. To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes..... To every guy that would give his seat up... To every guy that just wants to cuddle. To every

Story Of My Life
YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE? So, here's how it works: 1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) 2. Put it on shuffle 3. Press play 4. For every question, type the song that's playing 5. When you go to a new question, press the next button 6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... Opening Credits: closing time, semi sonic Waking Up: man in the box, alice in chains First Day At School: animals, nickel back Falling In Love: hero of the day, metallica Fight Song: by the way, red hot cheli peppers Breaking Up: smash, the offspring Prom: congradulations, blue october Life: figured you out, nickel back Mental Breakdown: lose it, emenim Driving: freshman, the virve pipe Flashback: one, metallica Getting back together: hey God, bon jovi Wedding: bang blame, rem Birth of Child: sound of silence simon and garfukel Final Battle: save me, shine down Death Scene: lie to me, bo

The Story Of Bubba
Bubba was born on a cold and snowy Sunday night on the 13th of Feburary in 1977 he came into this world at 8:43 pm. And you now the saying eat shit and die well Bubba ate shit before he was born and was a sick little boy. They shipped him to a special neo natal clinic for premie babies he stayed there for 9 days then we brought him home. if i knew how he was going to turn out i would of left him there. thats all for now folks there will be another writing in a few days

Story Teller
KEEP A SMILE IN YOUR HEART,KEEP A KISS. KEEP IT THERE TOO,WHEN THINGS SEEM TO FALL APART,THOSE THINGS WILL PULL YOU THROUGH. WHEN SOMEONE ASKS WELL HOW ARE YOU,? OR SAYS THAT YOU LOOK GREAT SMILE, SAY THANKS ALOT.SHOW LOVE INSTEAD OF HATE. without you the world is dark and bleak without you i am pathetic and weak without you the world is frightening You are my strength, my thunder and lightning without you the world is an empty shell without out you I would be in hell You are my beacon, my shining light you are my everything, my reason to fight you are my courage to do what is true and right you are my moon, my sun my starlit sky you are my love, my angel, my key to heaven you are my honor, my magic my reason for livin I know you you are scared, I really am too place your love and trust in me so we can do what we need to take my hand heart to heart together we will make a new start together in love we will make our stand always and forever hand in hand. lov

A Story I Wrote ....
A cold loney night I rocked and cried myself to sleep so many times in a darkend loney room Asking God so many times ... WHY??? WHY cant no one love me when I have so much love to give? WHY... Does he use me as a punch bag for his amusment ? WHY ... am I ignored , Do I deserve this? WHY... Can I not escape this torment? I know I need to be strong To stop the shaking and shivering The weeping into my pillow I find comfort in a cold spare bed in a cold spare room My safe haven away from the fear I lay my head down gasping for air as my tears become loud sobs I am begining to calm and the house is all quiet I lay down my aching head , My limbs feel so numb and dead He dont care what he has done, His asleep now that his had his fun I turn to the only friends I have here at the dead of night I am sure my cats know how I hurt as they each snuggle to protect me From the cold loney night.

Stories
It was windy and cool day as the sun was well hidden behind a gray sky. Rain lightly fell as we stood there waiting patiently, watching the airplane as it taxied along the tarmac. Slowly it turned towards us and stopped along side the long line of deep black cars that had earlier been driven up and parked. We were all dressed in our formal dress uniforms. Each proudly representing our seperate branches of service. We were there to make sure that those inside were afforded the highest respect and thanks from our great nation for the job they had done and the sacrifices they had made. The cool breeze tugged at us gently and yet we stood there unwavering in the face of what lay ahead. The side door opened and we watched as soldier after soldier walked down the tall flight of stairs and onto a bus. Not a word was spoken by anyone as this day would be etched in our minds forever. Finally the tail of the airplane was opening and the cargo inside would be soon unloaded. In a sharp sound

The Story Of My Life.
Seeing as I grew up in an abusive household, I took to drugs and alcohol at an early age. I was diagnosed as a depressive as a child, dysthermia was the term to be exact. I was diagnosed as Bipolar when I was in my teens. I was prescribed several medications on and off beginning at the age of nine. When I was about nineteen I came clean, got sober. With that, I also was prescribed Depakote to tame my Bipolar depression. However, I was never Bipolar. I was on Depakote up until the beginning of 2007. I developed Drug Induced Lupus from it. I nearly died. I could not walk, talk, and my heart stopped several times. I am lucky to be alive. My intuition told me it was Lupus, I SOMEHOW managed to research it on the computer to find that there was a medical condition called DRUG INDUCED LUPUS and that was in fact what I had. As a result of that medical condition, I LOST some of my memory and I also developed fibromyalgia. In addition to that I was on Wellbutrin. With Wellbutrin I lost both my

Stories & Poems
I once know who you were not sure I do now You want told me that are friendship was one of the best things in your life and now.......and now it hangs buy a tread. And for what? You once so happy that you I could picture flying high in the sky. Free as a bird Know your more like a kipped bird longing for the freedom it once knew and loved Most of all I miss the friend I know that did not care about the good things in there life even tho other people did not want them in it. Who are you and where did my friend go? Numb to the world as love is torn out of me. My heart like a crystal shard in to a thousand peaces. I tried to make sens out of the nothingness once called love. Trying to pick up the shards as the melt like ice in my hands. Crashing down wards spiral not knowing when I am going to hit bottom. Life once filled with meaning now fades to block. Trying to feel the void with false hopes and dream and see the crumble before me. Never knowing if

Story Time
A Florida couple, both well into their 80s, goes to a sex therapist's office. The doctor asks, "What can I do for you?" The man says, "Will you watch us have sexual intercourse? The doctor raises both eyebrows, but he is so amazed that such an elderly couple is asking for sexual advice that he agrees.When the couple finishes the doctor says, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with the way you have Intercourse. He thanks them for coming, he wishes them good luck, he charges them $50, and he says good-bye. The next week, however, the couple returns and asks the sex therapist to watch again. The sex therapist is a bit puzzled, but agrees. This happens several weeks in a row. The couple makes an appointment they have intercourse with no problems, pay the doctor, then leave. Finally, a fter 5 or 6 weeks of this routine, the doctor says, "I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Just what are you trying to find out?" The old man says, "We're not trying to find out anything

The Storm
The Storm The roar of the thunder; The flicker of the lightning. Dark emotions put us under. Good and evil always fighting ! Light and dark! Day and night! Danger hits it's mark. Over the horizon,it shines so bright; Violent waves crash into the rocks. Hurricane's, tornadoes, Come hell or high water! Mother nature's angry with her father. Soon there will be nothing left. With violent strikes she lashes out, Feeling her, as she shifts. Showing no sign of compassion, as she shouts. She has now taken her deadly course; Winning the struggle with great force! Valarie A. Laboy aka Sapphire Jewel Copyright © 2006

Storm
how long have I been in this storm so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form water's getting harder to tread with these waves crashing over my head if I could just see you everything will be alright if I'd see you the storminess will turn to light and I will walk on water and you will catch me if I fall and I will get lost into your eyes and everything will be alright and everything will be alright I know you didn't bring me out here to drown so why am I 10 feet under and upside down barely surviving has become my purpose cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface if I could just see you everything will be alright if I see you the storminess will turn to light and I will walk on water and you will catch me if I fall and I will get lost into your eyes and everything will be alright and I will walk on water you will catch me if I fall and I will get lost into your eyes and everything will be alright I know everything is alright every

Story Of My Life!!!
STORY OF MY LIFE WOW I READ THIS AND THOUGH YOU KNOW THIS IS THE STORY OF MY LIFE. SO I WANTED TO BLOG IT SO THAT I CAN GO BACK AND READ IT EVERY DAY. Loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right and finding out you love someone right after that person walks out of your life... And sometimes, you think you're already over a person, but when you see them smile at you, you'll suddenly realize that you're just pretending to be over them just to ease the pain of knowing that they will never be yours again... For some, they think that letting go is one way of expressing how much they love that person... in my opinion, some are afraid to see the one they love being held by someone else... Most relationships tend to fail not because the absence of love. Love is always present. It's just that one was being loved too much and the other was being loved too little... As we all know that the heart is the center of the

The Story Behind Valentines Day
I prayed for the tears to stop,He sent me a rainbow,,I prayed for the night mares to stop ,He sent me a sunrise,,I prayed for my world to stop,,He sent me faith,,I prayed for the pain to stop,,He sent me strength,,I prayed for the fear to stop,,He sent me courage,I prayed for the loneliness to stop,,He sent me you. In the days of the Roman Empire there was an emperor named Claudius who horribly tortured and presecuted Christians.The emperor even made a law that young people could NOT get married...because he thought unmarried soldiers fought better. But there was a very courageous minister named Valentine,who despite the risk of being imprisoned,encouraged young people to get married,and secretly preformed the ceremonies.Eventually Valentine was captured,put in prison'and tortured. While in the dungeon,Valentine became friends with the jailer's daughter who was also Christian,but blind.Valentine prayed for the young girl,and the Lord Jesus miraculously healed her!The j

Story's....(no Names Just Thoughts And Chaos)
the echo of boots upon the stone walls rang down the corridor, preceding a pair of figures whom talk quietly amongst themselves. "Well how was the meeting, M'Lord. Did the other Celestial Lords agree? Do they believe you..when you say that a darkness is coming from the rim?" asked the one looking to the other while they walked. "Mafion my friend..they listened only to appease me if they truly believed they would heed my words and sends the naval fleet and give the Release to us. they care nothing more then their own hides anyways..." Respond the other whom is tall and hints of his long platnum hair flow free from within the cowl over his head, and his voice shows a hint of sorrow only old freinds and lovers would notice. "M'Lord...the Release hasn't happend in over a century. What do you think the sighting are on our borders?" quired the other hooded figure a ray of light straying across his face for but a moment as he walked through it, the stained glass window caused a rainb

Storys
I hand the wrapping paper to McGee as I open the soft box. I open it slowly and a glitter catches my eye as the light hits its contents. There, inside the box, is a simple, yet beautiful diamond bracelet. 'Ziva, it is beautiful. I can't accept this.' I say as O try to hand her back the box. 'Grace, I don't care if you can't. You have too. I have one exactly like it, and so does Abby and Jenn. Think of it as our little club, kind of like the pink ladies in that one movie with all the singing.' Ziva smiles as she takes it out of the box and helps me put it on. 'Grease, Ziva, the movie was Grease. It starred...' 'We know, Tony.' We all interrupt him before he can finish his sentence. We all laugh at the look on his face. His jaw is dropped mid-word and he has the look of a punished puppy in his eyes. 'Oh, come on, Tony. You know that was funny.' Ziva says trying to make him laugh about it. 'Anyone up for a game of cards?' McGee asks as he walks over the the armoir in my room to retri

Story I Wrote Not Done
One day a I was making laws in to Dranor when a good friend Drizzts privet messaged me. Drizzts said there have been reports of a mad hacker riping people to shreds and he backed every thing he stole up on a 10 teribyte hard drive. Drizzts said there is a reward for the person who can slay him. But how do you think I could kill him? I mean if he is a hacker how can some one who is only level 104 like me kill him? I said. Well he said I don't mind meeting up with you and we can get some gear and find out more on whats happening meet me in Fally. So I grabbed my runes and rushed teliported to fally. When I got there I could see drizzts he ran to me form the west bank but there were so many people running around screaming about hackers are coming!. I hear there are the hackers coming form the north form the wildy yelled drizzts. Shouldn't we get out of here then I asked. Drizzts being as fearless as he is said no way!!! we are gonna stand there on the b

The Story Of My Life.
In the movie of our life, starring you and me. Hollywood is in for a treat, wait until they see. The stage is all ours, so let's put on a good show. We act these roles so well, but they will never know. Shakespeare seems out of date, Romeo and Juliet got old. Baby they have nothing on us, so let our story be told. We write romance scenes, like forever had no end. It all comes so natural, with an amazing boyfriend. We've only gotten started, the end is far from now. Nothing can break us up, not even a broken vow. People watch the notebook, is that all Hollywood's got? Boy, you and me alone, make those scenes look hot. They'll write a story one day, and a movie to go with it. Just get us to act it out, It would be the greatest hit. We may never be Hollywood's hottest, Brad and Angelina will be in the past. It will last as long as their careers, but baby you and I will forever last.

Stories
Unicorns Soccer for God It was a week later when Uni was woken early by a loud banging on the front door of the Ice Queen’s palace, he groggily slipped into his shorts and staggered, bleary eyed to the door. Outside was the young angel Amanda, dressed in soccer shirt and shorts wearing soccer shoes, she held the soccer ball under her arm that she had been kicking against the door. “Horse here?” She asked with a grin. Uni just mumbled, still half asleep, and leaving her at the door, headed to Sheen’s room, he shook Sheen by the shoulder, told him there was someone at the front door to see him and to get some clothes on, as Sheen pulled his pants on, Uni collapsed on the bed behind him, and even as Sheen turned to ask who, he could see that Uni was already fast asleep. As he headed towards the door, still doing up the top button on his pants he heard her voice seconds before he saw her, “Come on horse, we got a big say ahead of us.” Sheen had a huge s

Stories Of Passion
Passion The night was crisp and cool. The moon was full and the stars were brightly twinkling in the sky. Soft music is playing in the night. As I stand there under the stars you come up behind me and wrap your arms around my body. You kiss my neck and whisper into my ear that you want to make love to me. I turn around and look into your beautiful blue eyes and we begain to passionately kiss one another. As we kiss you pull me closer to your body. Every ounce of me wants you. My body tingles with excitement and I am wet with desire. You take my hand and we go into the house. As we walk to the bedroom you reach for me and we again kiss. As we embrace we fall to the bed and all the passion that has been built up in us just comes rushing out. You take your tongue and slowly go from my lips to my neck then to my breasts. You then go ever so slowly to my stomach then to my inner thighs. As I just about to moan you go between my legs. Your tongue feels so good to my wet pussy. As you f

The Store Guy.
So me and my girl jacie went to the store..I needed some ciggs n stuff.So we get what we need and Im paying..The guy behind the counter looks at me...says ur pretty hot (this is an older chinese man by the way) I was like LOL thanks.He then proceeds to tell Us that we are both pretty Hot...We thank him..he hands me the change...and says Keep it Real.....Yay for random store guys hitting on us...LOL

Storie
back in the day when it was not cool or hip or fashionable i was into the rave scene and yes if you must know i was the guy that was in the jeans that at least 3 peaople could fit into and no i dont have photos from that tyme in my life cause it was not meant to be captured just thru my eyes and my eyes alone i will say this before i got into that scene i have to admit i was a full blown goth im talkin black eyeliner lipstic fishnet shirts black leather pants kick ass black boots the whole nine till one day i was on my way up north and it was mid winter or so and there was like at least a foot of snow on the ground and a guy i worked with wanted to go fix his truck and he needed a lift so i was like you buy the gas and i drive said sure so we stopped at a convient store and gettin some smokes for the trip and just as we were walkin out these two women approached us and asked if it was my car out there with the tool sticker on it and i was like why whats goin on with it they were like

Storytime
Master and i had been together many years and the bond Wwe'd built was as solid as they come. Wwe'd found a comfortable place with each other and had settled into some semblance of what was "normal" for Uus. But when i got home from work early last night, i found myself pleasantly surprised to see His car already parked in front of the house. Entering, i drop my keys and head toward the kitchen looking for some sign of Him. And on hearing me moving around His voice greets me from the dining room. "Stop there My little shade." His voice...His tone sends shivers down my spine and i freeze in place. Knowing He has games in mind, i quickly strip out of my skirt and shirt, leaving my bra, garters, hose and heels as i hear footsteps and know i don't have enough time for complete nudity. i drop to my knees, keeping my heels together and spreading my thighs as far apart as i can. my hands locked behind my neck, i drop my eyes to the floor just in time to see His feet as He enters the hallwa

The Storage Room
It had been a long day at work, I was tired and thinking about going home to you and of the fun we would have. I was the last one left here and had just got to sort out a couple of boxes from the storeroom before my working day could end. I sorted out the boxes, which were small and not too heavy, so I decided to carry them back down to the storeroom and put them away, always finish what you start. I got to the bottom of the stairs and realised how dark it was in the basement, a slight shiver of fear ran down my spine, as I fumbled to find the light switch, juggling the two boxes. I couldn't reach the switch and managed to drop a box in the process, cursing I put the second box on the floor and clicked on the light switch, nothing!! Damn, the bulb must have blown. I hesitated for a moment and thought, oh well, the boxes only need to go just inside the storeroom door, to the right, so I opened the door and put one box down, as I reached for the second box I thought I heard something

Storm Worm Virus - 07/30/08
07/30/08—Be on the lookout for spam e-mail spreading malicious software (malware) which mentions “F.B.I. vs. facebook.” The e-mail directs the recipient to click on a link to view an article about the FBI and Facebook. Once the user clicks on the link, the “Storm Worm” malware is downloaded to the Internet-connected device, causing it to become infected with the virus and part of the Storm Worm botnet. A botnet is a network of compromised machines under the control of a single user. Botnets are typically set up to facilitate criminal activity such as spam e-mail, identity theft, denial of service attacks, and spreading malware to other machines on the Internet. The Storm Worm virus has capitalized on various holidays and fictitious world events in the last year by sending millions of e-mails advertising an e-card link within the text of the spam e-mail. Be wary of any e-mail received from an unknown sender. Do not open any unsolicited e-mail and do not click on any link

Stories
This isn't the right forum or the proper place for this, but I know you'll be sneaking on my page to see what I'm doing and see if Kris has been here anyway... What the hell is wrong with you? Are you so threatened by me that you have to turn into an obsessive almost violent pain in the ass? I have found a great friend in Kris. If you have a problem with that so be it. If you have a problem with me, fuck you!! My relationship with Kris is nobodies business but since it seems to consume your every waking minute and you must have nightmares about it...she is a close friend and I am happy to be here for her when she needs me. You on the other hand having been a friend of hers far longer then I have, are doing nothing to bolster that friendship. You're tearing it apart dumb ass. Wake the fuck up. She needs your friendship. Has it ever occured to you that all she wants and needs from you is your friendship? That history is just that, in the past? You can't force som

The Storm
This was wrote for me by a very special friend who have the patience to find out what's hiding behind my mask. TY Bryan. **hugs hun** The Storm From over the horizon, I watched your storm slowly roll in. Filled with electricity and thunder its mystery gathered the interest of my curious soul. Gray dreary clouds of sorrow and despair rumbled it’s warning to me. Many would take shelter and hide from the turmoil and possible destruction offered by the surface of your ominous nimbus. Some would choose to exploit your storms natural path of searching for a relief, merely for their own entertainment and ego. I chose to stand and experience the awesome depth of heavenly creation. Alone on a hill I offered myself to your power of confused grace and strength. But I sustained no fear. Looking beyond the storms confusion I saw more than destructive winds, more than the fires influenced by the fierce punch of your lightning. The stratosphere I gazed upon offered so much that w

Stories
Rayvn whispered into Morrigan's ear " Carpo mei viscus, Mei mediocris era." Rayvn longed for Morrigan. He ran his fingers through Morrigans red locks. Feeling her body press against his. The engine of the car purred like a tiger sending vibrations through Morrigan's body to his. Sparks flew as Rayvn stood up pulling Morrigan up to him. " I got a couch in the back if that would suit you better?" Rayvn asked. It felt as if every inch of her body was tingling, or maybe that was just the vibration of the car's engine underneath her. Either way the anticipation was almost maddening. As Rayven pulled her up her hands moved to slide under his coat to push it down off his body her bright blue eyes looking up at him as she bit coyly at her lower lip. The idea of just staying there on the hood of his car was pretty hot in all honesty, but a couch would be a bit more comfortable, and she didn't really want to mess up one of his nice cars. After a moment she flashed him a playful grin as sh

Stories
Ayana and the Darker by: Linda H'Back This story is unfinished... It has so much work that needs to be completed before I can try to finish it... No one will probably even read this but it is still a story that I have to tell.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The screams from the lead wagon are painful and carry throughout the caravan. Everyone is gathered around the fire waiting. Tas, the leader of the group is pacing back and forth his face pale. He has never heard such pain in his wife's voice. He says a silent prayer and bends to one knee before the fire. The men in the group talk in whispers to him as the screams continue. Ayana stands at the outer edge of the circle saying a prayer of her own. If the child lives all will go on as normal, if the child dies she will face death also. Damara screams out one last time and the lusty cries of her newborn daughter bring a relieved sigh to the waiting crowd. A woman named Adi

A Story I Wrote For Someone
I opened my eyes to find myself covered up warm in a bed that wasn’t mine. I roll over and see him, and suddenly the memories of what had happened the previous night started rolling back. Just thinking about it made my whole body quiver with excitement. It all started when I came over to his house after his girlfriend left because they had had an argument. We were all alone sitting on the couch watching a movie. I had always thought he was attractive, but since he had a girlfriend, we were just friends. All I could think about was having him all to myself for just one night. I knew that if I looked over at him he would catch my eye and maybe get suspicious. His cologne pierced my nose making me hungrier for him. I kept playing it over in my mind of what he would be like. I saw out of the corner of my eye that he kept looking at me every once in a while. Maybe he was thinking the same thing I was, maybe he was attracted to me and wondered what it would be like to have me just one tim

Stories
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University. On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day. Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and wa

Stories
Allow me to relate a charming occurrence while working at Daedalus Bookshop on Wed., March 12, 2008: Soon after I arrived I made a pot of coffee to go with a few blueberry turnovers. We had actually quite a good day for sales, which means a lot to the owner -- sales at all of the bookshops have been down the last several months. In the afternoon there came into the store a very precious little brown haired girl accompanied by her uncle. After looking through all the children’s books he came out with an old 14 volume set of ChildCraft, which is chock full of beautiful illustrations. There were a quite a number of stuffed animals on the top bookshelves and she was curious about one very nice little dark brown dog. So I reached up and got it down for her. It had a brown string attached to it’s mouth, maybe where a tag had been attached. She thought it was out of place and asked me if we could cut it off. So I pulled a pair of scissors from the top desk drawer and handed it

Stories
Laying in bed, snuggled up in Your arms as W/we sleep peacefully. Slowly, i start to awake. Rubbing my hands along Your chest, feeling Your hair tickling the flesh between my fingers. Carefully, so as not to awaken You, i reach into the nightstand and get out a cock ring. Letting my hands slide along Your body, trailing down to Your cock, slipping the ring onto it. Continuing my exploration of Your sleeping body, i slowly move Your arms into position and cuff them to the corners of the bed. As the snap of the cuffs click into place, You awaken, asking "what are you doing?" Grinning, i reply "having fun with my Master" Shaking Your arms, You demand i release You NOW. To which i reply, "Yes, my Master" Getting the key from the nightstand and inserting it into the cuffs, releasing You. Suddenly, You grab my right wrist, pulling it to the left side of the bed, cuffing it. Copying with my left wrist to the right side of the back, forcing me to lay on my belly. All of a sudden, i feel one

Store Employees...
Store employees put up with a lot of shit. When jerks come into their store treating them like crap, there is a lot that goes through an employees mind they just can't just say without loosing their jobs... You are obviously smarter than me, so if YOU can't figure it out, what the hell makes you think I can? No, sir, I'm not hard-of-hearing, neither am I stupid. You just don't speak good English. Do you notice that your bad behaviour is embarrassing your wife? Do you want me to go ahead and call the manager, or do you want me to wait till you're REALLY pissed off? I can tell you right now I'm not going to give you very good service, because I think you're drunk or possibly on drugs, and frankly, you scare the hell out of me. No, sir, I can't do math in my head, but I can spell diarrhea. I realize I'm ignoring you, but you're in here every three days with your bratty kid and you never buy anything you don't return. Shame on you for using such language in front of

Stories
The tall lanky figure glided from a black truck with two bags in tow. He headed through the night with his head angled low to keep the wind from snatching his black cowboy hat from his head. He made his way through the night to the large hotel lobby doors. The cold wind rushed in ahead of him announcing his arrival to the woman setting at the front desk. She was reading a thick romance novel and glanced up with a bored look in her eyes at him. She almost looked away, but he was worth gazing at. He was tall, almost 6’4”, but she was guessing. He was dressed from head to foot in black and sported a long black duster that hung open exposing his form. His shirt was a button down and the first few buttons were open. The skin that was exposed showed a health tan and a few sparse hairs. The jeans were tight revealing muscled thighs and a package any female would love to play with for hours. Shiny cowboy boots completed his look. Expensive, but chic all rolled up in one. The clothes weren

Story 1
About two years ago, I was sitting at my computer writing an email to my friend when my cell phone rang. Ignoring it as I usually do (when its an unfamiliar number, which this was), I let the voicemail take it. When I was finished, I checked the voicemail of one new message. It was from a man named George, who told me he had known I was involved with paranormal research, and after some research came across my contact information. Right off the bat, I found this odd because i dont have any contoact info up only a few people know that i do this expressed interest in having mecome to investigate his home. The message he left also had a different callback number than the number he called from. So the next morning, I figured I'd call the number he left because that was the most logical starting point. Figuring I was up for a typical investigator / client interview, I prepared the typical questions to ask. At around 10:30 (it was a Saturday) I called and a woman answered. I explained who I

Story2
This following story takes place when I was about 23 years old, living with exes . One day while I was outside on a very nice warm day washing my pickup, I became aware of a "presence" around me. The feeling that I felt can only be described as a feeling of total "blackness". At that point I noticed a very tall man with a very strange way of moving. The way this guy was moving around was like something you would see in a vampire movie. I just figured that it was some drug-nut and paid the situation no further attention, and I totally disregarded the feeling that was pulsing through me.Later that night, I went to see a friend who lived further up the road in the same neighborhood. I was only at my friend's house for about an hour when I got a call from my ex on my cell phone. Upon answering my phone, I heard my ex in a hysterical tone of voice. My ex said that someone was "crawling" around on our roof. Not knowing what to make of this, I hurried home Upon walking through my front door,

Stories
Waves of pleasurewash over us.You grind your wet pussy against my mouth.I lap up your juices, as you grab at your tits,pinching and pulling on your hard, erect nipples.You pull me up to youand we kiss,You love the taste of your pussyon my mouth.You spread your legs widerbeneath me.My cock rests against your throbbing wetness.You move your hips, rubbing my cock in your slit.your hand around my cock,guiding into your pussy.Slowly sliding it in,you raise up against me.Pussy muscles grabbing my cock,seemingly pulling my hardness inside.My cock makes wet sucking noises,as I thrust harder.Our bodies slap together, as you grind your clit against me.You reach down and push my balls into your wetness.I take your nipple into my mouth,pulling on it with my lips.My hips are jerking and my cum floods you.Your pussy convulses around my cock,milking it.I collapse on top of you, burying my face in your tits.My cock soaking in your pussysqueezing and releasing. Her

Stories And Such
Sitting at home after work one day, John heard a knock at the door. Shortly after hearing it he got up from his easy chair to answer the door. Upon opening the door he saw the family babysitter Jayna standing there looking a bit desperate. She explained the last time she was there that she thinks she misplaced her cell phone somewhere in the house and asked to please go look for it. John said "sure" as he closed the door behind her. He wasnt much concerned and told her to just lock the door when she left. Jayna headed upstairs to start looking first. As she headed up the stairs John walked past the stairs on his way to the living room and caught a glimpse up her skirt. After arriving in the living room once more, he tried to get comfortable while getting back to watching the news. He sat in his chair squirming and feeling a bit frustrated at himself. He just couldnt forget what he saw as he walked past the staircase. I mean seriously who would really want to forget about crotchless

Story Of The Tatty Teddy
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dear child, o child now why do you weep? all this dust an soil all over your feet.. the tears you shed an riddled with guilt.. dear child, dear child, you grit your teeth.. o sir, please sir, leave me be.. for i have sinned a horrid feat.. no blessing will cure or rebuke such foul.. dear sir, dear sir, ignore i, the child.. o hush, my angel, there is no great sin.. but wipe your mind, an fix your ring.. pick up your heart, an let it breath.. dear child, dear child, let me see.. o sir, this thing will never be passed.. my act of hate my act of furry.. this night will scar my deeply.. dear sir, you will regret such wish.. an angel of god, so pure an clean.. whats the most could you have bring.. nothing but forgiveness lingers away.. dear child, i lend my ear, now please say.. o sir, i have harmed her deep in her sleep.. slit her throat an watched her bleed.. the sight was gruesome yet lovely to.. dear sir, dear sir, can you still bare?? the scream of f

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As I am about to get into my Car, I see your reflection. You turn me around and back me against the truck. I am still only in my heels and coat, completely naked underneath. You push against me and say "I've decided I'm not done with you yet. I need more now. You must still come to me tonight but you must also give me what I want now. That's your job." I look at you and respond "We are out in the open, in the parking lot...." Before I could finish you state "As I told you before in my office, you are to do as your told when you're told." You reach through the front of my coat and slide your fingers across my pussy, playing with my lit as you go. You look at the truck... "Unlock the back." I do and you lead me to the back of the Car. You open the back door and bend me forward into the Car, still standing. You move my coat off to the side and start to play with my pussy again. I gasp as you shove 2 fingers in fast and hard. I can hear you unzip your pants. You take your cock into your ha

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“Marketh these words”, said the scribes of the elder, “for they herald the reign of chaos, and the ending of the brethren!” Source The Book of Dragor Fear is aflame across the continent of Bothrinda, none who live here can resist the edge of panic which besets the coming of darkness. Each night more are taken from their homes, silently, like the darkness itself is somehow conspiring against the good and honest people of the land Bandits roam freely almost seeming to thrive upon the peoples fear, feasting upon it like a roasting carcass of rotting meat. Their king is enslaved by an impenetrable barrier and all his knights and many of the heroes of their now scattered armies have been lost seeking entrance to the once glorious castle of Miltrams lineage. Once arable land has become barren leaving those who once called themselves farmers to sit and watch while their sons are taken into the army of Dragors service and their daughters become the whores that line the st

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The night was cool, the windows open. I spent what seemed like an eternity bathing myself after relieving what seemed like an endless frustration. Carefully cleaning and shaving.. paying attention to make sure the job was done to what I knew you would require. The hotel was deafeningly quiet. As I sit perched on the bed brushing my hair, taking long slow strokes brushing the tangles waist length of chestnut hair. I feel the bed lower and a hand enclose my neck and another in my hair, my breath quickens and I inhale sharply. You whisper not to turn around or look until I'm told to. I feel you reach around me and I feel the coarse roughness of a rope.. one hand and then the other bound. I my breathing increases, and you tell me to stand. I start to talk, and I feel a firm slap across my ass, and you telling me I wasn't told I could speak. Then a second time, so I'm aware that you have spoken and I am to listen. This goes on for a while until I learn not to speak until my master

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