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My Words Of Life
u must meet these requirements 1. white 2. male 3. 28-36 yrs of age 4. works 5. loves kids 6. 5-30 miles of me 7. not jealous 8. not controlling 9. not abusive 10. not afraid of commitment 11. has own vehicle 12. not judgemental 13. not married or with someone 14. drug free 15. no felonies on record 16. not childish to their partner 17. wants a real relationship not a fling 18. not too clingy 19. not a drunk 20. not a sex freak if u meet ALL these requirements give me a shout and if u dont, sorry i have my bounderies. My Freedom Of Speech First of all, I'm not writing this to offend any of my current friends. This is a good way to express how I feel about things. I think that our world has gone to crap. Used to our parents could just send us out to play and not have to worry about anything but nowadays kids are not safe outside alone. I'm not prejudice but this world has turned into a mixed race world which is wrong. The jobs used to be alot better and we really h
My Work
My Work Of Bordem
Do you know any Wiccans? If so do you know anything about their religion? Do you already have preconceived ideas on them? This may help clear some things up on them. Wicca is not evil and you may be surprised at what you discover here. Wicca is a Neopagan religion and is now the form of modern witchcraft. Often referred to as "witchcraft" or "the craft" by followers, who are known as "wiccans" or "witches". The origins of Wicca is disputed in England in the early 20th century. How ever it was first popularized in the 1950s by Gerald Gardner. At the time is was called "witch cult" and "witchcraft", the followers then were called "the wica". In the 1960s the religious name was normalized to Wicca. This religion is typically a duotheistic religion, meaning at least two gods. Wiccan's worship a Goddess and a God, viewed traditionally as the "Triple Goddess" and "Horned God". The worship of the "Triple Goddess" in the Wiccan belief is a practice that dates back to the mid-twe
My Worldview..i Know, I'm Such A Heretic!!!
In the course of examining worldviews of various belief systems, and the author’s personal experience with each one, the author does not discover any startling revelations, nor does the author attempt to immerse himself into the worldviews that differ from his own. The author’s own worldview is that of Christian; however, not of any particular denomination. The author, being raised Southern Baptist by an Independent Baptist Minister- his father- and taught tolerance, not intolerance, of other religions or those religions’ viewpoints. The author was also made to understand that despite being tolerable of another’s worldview, the author must make stringent efforts to not be swayed, guided, or indoctrinated in these views. Each worldview presents an ananthem to Christian upbringing, growth, and moral/ethical decency that the author was initially raised with, became, and lives by.             Upon review of the worldviews studied: Naturalism, Human Secularism, East
My Work
Bliss One night of bliss becomes a nightmare.I have nothing here for me any longer.I let my guard down and enveloped myself in you.One night of bliss becomes a nightmare.I've wanted you for so long.My dreams have become skeletons in my closet.One night of bliss becomes a nightmare.I want to be yours forever.Why can't it be so?One night of bliss becomes a nightmare.Your lips are poison to my soul.The passion is unbearable.One night of bliss becomes a nightmare.You're my dirty little secret.I crave what I'm missing.Just one more night of bliss.
My Wonderfully Insane World
[Chorus - Skylar Grey] I'm about to lose my mind You've been gone for so long I'm running out of time I need a doctor Call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor To bring me back to life [Eminem] I told the World one day I would pay it back Say it on tape, and lay it, record it So that one day I could play it back But I don't even know if I believe it when I'm saying that Doubt's starting to creep in, everyday its just so grey and black Hope, I just need a ray of that Cause no one see's my vision when I play it for 'em They just say its whack They don't know what dope is And I don't know if I was awake or asleep When I wrote this, All I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest You picked me up, breathed new life in me I owe my life to you Before the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do But it just dawned on me you lost a son, Demons fightin' you, it's dark. Let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you I don't think you realize what you mean to me Not th
My Works
Love is one of those emotions that no one can afford anymore because the price is Majority of the time a broken heart or just an empty promise, that you find yourself waiting on. Only to end up waiting on something that was never there to begin with, They say love is the most powerful force on earth well so is the hurt that can follow that so called love. Honestly its hard to love knowing that anytime your heart could be ripped from your chest and broken, how man guys & girls go through life looking for that on person they feel is their soul mate just to go through pain all the time in order to find that person is it really worth that kind of price. Souless tears cascade down a lifeless face within a bleeding heart echoed by a darken pain. Only to be a masquerade of a believers betrayal set upon stone in the still of the night upon a forgoten grave. The cry of the children march down the road of thieving angels tainted by the queen of desire to drink the blood of pure.   The
My Work
How do I say "I love you" when it's something hard to say. When you are with me, I never feel alone. When I look into your eyes, I can't dream of being with anyone else. When you hold me, I feel protected. When I'm in your arms, I never want to leave. When you kiss me, I'm breathless. When you are around, nother else matters. It's speaking a different language. But to me it's saying "Je vous aime." (Coffin is still a work in progress. It was first written in 2009, and is changing ever so slightly.)   "I'm going to lie in my coffin one last night.I'm no longer looking for a fight to see what I truly am,and who I may beJust make me this promise and stop looking for me."She stopped writing and put the book down on the nightstand.There.She sat next to the bed. She wasn't sure what to think. She has just been in the same bed as one of them, yet she didn't feel different. Her mind was fuzzy, her body was numb, but she couldn't help it.She loved this feeling. She felt like she w
My World And Yours
I was trying to introduce you to my world. You were trying to make me apart of yours. That's not how it works for me. We're all born free It's my choose to decide what I want to be, what life to live, who's world I want to be apart of. You're not the one to decide for me. I tried introducing you to my world. You tried forcing me to be apart of yours. I gave you choose and freedom. You tried telling me how its going to be. I don't think so honey. We're either in it together. Or just never. It won't be. You pulling my strings : telling me what you think I want to hear. Might-as-well be trying to make me a homo-queer. Dick not for asshole yo. Shit comes out that hole. I'm human , bitch. Not your pretend doggy walking around with just a stiffy. But that's the world you want me to be of. Hell no mommy I'm out like dove.                                   Peace.
My Words...
I don't do the pity me thing..I don't want nor do I need anyone's pity...I have walked the streets of life alone...on my own...been in a marriage where I was still alone...but grateful...grateful to this day...if it was not for that marriage...I probably wouldn't be here at all...anything that makes a positive impact in my life I am grateful I'm not..I have never been so weak in my life....or felt so low...after something is pointed out to you you're entire starts to sink in...and by the people you love the most..and the ones that are supposed to love you in return..that's when it hurts..when it cuts to the bone...I can't take anymore..I have reached my limit...I talk a big game..but that's all it am fragile..I am weak...and it does hurt..regardless of how much I lie to you or myself..saying it doesn't..the fact does...very much so...I am grateful to all of you who truly get wat I am about..I cannot apologize for my body...something I can
My Words
Monday a family friend passed from this world to the next. He was a lonley man, needed a reason to hold on. Just to go on one more day. But his heart was heavy, his life seemed meeninless. And as we went on with our day, He did not. He succombed to depression and lonliness. He asked God for help, He reached out to some of us. But we went on with our day, self absorbed. We did not see his torment, his lonliness.. His pain. I am sorry Carmine, I did not get here a day or two earlier.. I went on with my day self absorbed. He was not here for points or level up. He was here for love, a love he lost. But she went on with her day, self absorbed. All I can put up now are these words, and now words mean nothing. Because now, it can not be undone Sleep well with God. My husband and I will miss you my friend.
My Work
When I'm with you, eternity is a step away. My love continues to grow, with each passing day. This treasure of love, I cherish within my soul, how much I love you.... you'll never really know. You bring a joy to my heart, I've never felt before, with each touch of your hand, I love you more and more. Whenever we say goodbye, whenever we are apart, know I hold you dearly, deep inside my heart. So these seven words, I pray you hold true, "Forever and always I will Love you".... Until there was you i walked the earth alone no hand to hold in mine my heart was all my own Until there was you true love was just a dream dreams of wonder and tears dreams of hope and fears Until there was you my life had no direction a road of uncertainty but now we have a journey
My World
Happy Easter Everyone...... Wish I could be with my kids!!!!
My Words
I'm wide awakeYeah, I was in the darkI was falling hardWith an open heartI'm wide awakeHow did I read the stars so wrongI'm wide awakeAnd now it's clear to meThat everything you seeAin't always what it seemsI'm wide awakeYeah, I was dreaming for so longI wish I knew thenWhat I know nowWouldn't dive inWouldn't bow downGravity hurtsYou made it so sweetTill I woke up onOn the concreteFalling from cloud 9Crashing from the highI'm letting go tonight(Yeah I'm) Falling from cloud 9I'm wide awakeNot losing any sleepI picked up every pieceAnd landed on my feetI'm wide awakeNeed nothing to complete myself - nooohoooI'm wide awakeYeah, I am born againOutta the lion's denI don't have to pretendAnd it's too lateThe story's over now, the end I wish I knew thenWhat I know nowWouldn't dive inWouldn't bow downGravity hurtsYou made it so sweetTill I woke up onOn the concreteFalling from cloud 9Crashing from the highI'm letting go tonight(Yeah I'm) Falling from cloud 9Thunder rumblingCastles crumblingI a
My World Of Fears
My World Of Fears
As I sit here, staring down at the keys. I paint you a portrait, of the visions I see. The one’s that replay themselves, inside my mind. The images that haunt me, I can’t leave behind. The demons and angels, all played their part well. Inside my living nightmare. My unwritten tale. Take the journey with me, tell me what you see. Once you’ve retraced my footsteps. Became me. There are no once upon a time’s, magical slippers or love’s first kiss. Only instinct, survival of the fittest. Take my hand. Taste my blood tears. I welcome you into, my world of fears.
My Work
My Writings
Arise the soul in me before it's to be unwoven Open these eyes to see before they're to be blinded Touch this heart hidden beyond before it's to be truly numb Flow the blood within these veins before it's to be forbidden Breathe into this battered body before it's never to be alive Unwind these mazes interlocked to elude before they're to lose an incoming light Wake the spirit living within before it's to be never woke-- forever laying dormaint and cold He held my hand when I rose my first bike He held me when I got my first scrape He followed behind me when I tried to take my first step He guided me with caution when I rode with no training wheels, being brave He smiled at me proudly when I achieved a goal He gave me that look saying things would be ok He listened intently when I needed him to He sat by my bed every time I was in the hospital He gave me support in decisions I made He gave me a lecture when he felt I needed one He s
My Writings
It seemed as though I were looking through a small, dirty peep hole. The room inside was dark, other than the dim light from a nearby street light that came in through the adjacent window. As I focused my eyes I saw that it was a bedroom, one that greatly resembled my own. I could see a figure lying in the bed. Dark, curly hair cascaded over the pillow. It was me. My eyes were closed and I had a serene expression on my face; fast asleep. Everything looked exactly the same as when I had lain down in that very bed. However, there was something different about this room. It was my room, but it wasn’t right. This room had an unnatural ambiance about it. The shadows seemed to move. Wait… the shadows were moving. I blinked and rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn’t imagining it, and then peered through the peep hole once again. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened as I looked in awe upon myself sleeping. The shadows were in fact moving and seemed to be coming out of every poss
My Writings
Out of the night's mist I run Out of the mist I run I hunt you for your blood I am a bloodsucker I am a vampire I want human blood I can't live in the light I must be in blackest night Where are you at night mortal? I am a bloodsucker I am a vampire I thrive on human blood I thrive on blood Any type will do When mortals sleep I shall find them and creep into their bedroom Those mortals shall bare their necks for my fangs So I shall drink their blood Welcome to my playground Won't you come on in? I am the devil and i'll be your host So let the games begin Come forth little children For I have a fairy tale Listen to my story of a little place called Hell Your cries will be my laughter as I watch you bleed Come into my toy room of Hatred, Sex and Greed. Miserably ever after for all you girls and boys As you scream out twisted nursery rhymes And play with Broken Toys This is your worst nightmare I hope you had some fun But little do you relise Pla
My Writtings
You played the games you did for your own reasons. Everyone does, the purpose doesn't matter. What matters truly is the "Players" you pull in to play. Make sure you know them and with no under-estimations. Just to explain to you this one that was "Recruited" to play. I'm one who holds no vengeance to the guy; I'll deal the pain with the "Bitch" inside. However know the roll of the dice that’s played and the real mistakes are the moves when you move against my home and violate my home, my finance, my car, and my mental state; now its time for my "Enlistment" into the game YOU choose to create. In a scenario of "D&D" I'm no character; I replace the person running the game, "The Recruiter” so be his name. I make myself “The Dungeon Master" With the planting of treasure, the traps that be set, secret door ways of it all…. for easy escape. Wail I was standing on the space waiting to move, awaiting the chance for my roll of the dice, as I knew would come. I was observing and adjustin
My Writings
My Writings
My Children The tears roll down upon my face as I find myself lost in time and space. Why is it I feel so out of place and such a waste? Where is it I belong? Have I been searching for it long? I hear the pitter patter of their feet. I listen to them breath as they sleep. I hold them close without a fear these little ones I hold so dear. Through all the storms that come our way I always want to stay. Close to them as close as I can get. I want to hold each one within my arms and protect them from this world so wrong. I wonder sometime what my life would be if I had not done the things that brought them to me. Then I realize without a doubt what life would be without anyone of them. And I know within my mind and heart that my life could never be complete without each and everyone of them as a part. I love all of you, Dad May 8, 2007 "I Wanna Fa
My Writing.
You cant help who you love, Sometimes it comes when its least expected Or when its least wanted. With no warning at all. It just happens.. But the thing is the person that you love Can’t help who they love either. It’s not your fault. But it’s not their fault either. It is entirely possible to have feelings for two people at once. But you can’t be true to two people at the same time. You shouldn’t toy with other peoples emotions, They have feelings too. In the end, You have to let one of them go. It's always just different shades of same. Nothing is going to change if we don’t make it. “Stop bitching start a revolution.” But then again sometimes you just need to sit back And see what happens. Because our destiny is just taking us along for a ride, And fate just takes all it wants from us. Sometimes that’s ok. The fire provides comfort, Warmth and flames to engulf you when its just all too much. Then flames that lick my lips as they Pull me in close
My Writtings
My Writings...poems
...A whore? So, he was upset and called me a whore. He thinks I will cheat on him. I just am so confused right now. God, he hurt me and I have been crying non stop since 2. I'm tired I want to just sleep. I dont want to go to class tomarrow. I just wnat to stay in bed. MY HEART IS FEELING SOMETHING I DONT WANT TO FEEL. SHOULD I LET IT GO OR SHOULD I FIGHT FOR WHAT I WANT? CAN I TRUST HIM WITH MY HEART? SHOULD I GET CLOSER OR SHOULD I WALK AWAY BEFORE MY HEART GETS HURT MORE? (OE INTO DEEP) SHOULD I SIT HERE AND CRY OR SHOULD I DO SOMETHING? I DONT HAVE ANY CLUE ON WHAT TO DO ANYMORE.
My Writing
CAREFUL.THIS IS THE LAST HEAVEN YOU'LL FIND HERE. BEYOND,THERE IS NO LIGHT TO PROTECT YOU. BUT DON'T BE AFRAID. YOUR HEART IS THE MIGHEST WEAPON OF ALL. REMEMBER,YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WILL OPEN THE DOOR TO THE LIGHT. as i see life at the end of it all i think 2 my self who this could b no help,no self, no soul the thing i see is person i saw face that will help go i peace peace is a word that had no meaning now i see that peace is real when i see this face one last time the face of an angel is my last though hoping that see her face will help me at last i see i know i can go in peace.. a person can live with money and power...but love is wat can keep a person from goin crazy with money and power love can help in maywayz...people who thing wrong have dont want is good and special..that is wat everyone needs love is there when u see that the person u love can be with u..even thou love can be free everyone is speci
My Writing
Here in my heart There's a place for only you That holds our memories gently And our love so dear Here in my heart We've watched sunsets and sunrises sailed the oceans blue We've visited heaven too Here in my heart I hold you close And always keep you warm Here in my heart You'll always stay No matter what the future brings ©Kari T Maybe I should just walk away Forget I ever met you Maybe I should find someone new to make this pain subside Maybe I should start all over And try to find my heart again Maybe I should scream and cry and pray to God in heaven maybe I should just sit here wishing I had the courage just to walk away ©Kari I am his light I am his darkness I am the one he loves the most I am the one that he fears I am his strength I am his weakness I am the one that brings the sun to his days I am the one that brings storms to his eyes I am the child of his heart I am the woman of his soul I am the one that calms his seas I am the on
My Writing
Why is there so much pain to an end? I look down to the road of happiness and I can never see around the next bend Where have the days of open minds and hearts disappeared? When all I have ever wanted is for the path to be cleared I want to remember what it is like to be the focus of someone’s heart From beginning to end I never got a fair start I am tumbling down into the depths of loneliness, and it was my intent My soul is screaming it will scream until I no longer feel bent I look in the mirror and I see a face of a man who is lost in a world he does not belong Waiting to be awakened by the beat of his heart once it is strong When you dive in head first you are just waiting to be drowned Drowned by love when no one else is around In the end all I have is what I had when I began I should have looked the other way, I should have ran When I think of what could have been and what was meant to be I wonder if in this master plan anyone has ever thought of me When
My Writer Friend
a close friend of mine wrote this yesterday. she wanted to remain anonymous & i hope you guys will comment her so she realizes how amazing her writing really is!she has a book in the works & writes wonderful pieces constantly! let's see if we can get her to put her writings out here for all to enjoy!!! mmfwcl I am but a fantasized creature in the minds of those I speak to. Loved and cared for only as that false image of myself they adore. Bared, naked to them, I pose, allowing them to see the me that is not their fantasy. They stare, blessed by the image of me. Upon further look they realize I am but flawed, the false image now shattered to reveal the reality of my soul. And so, they flee, seeking to destroy reality and breathe life in to that which never was but in their minds. My heart breaks against the pavement and shattered in to a million pieces as if made of glass, and having been torn from my chest, thr
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My Writings
A never ending pain A sorrow you can't even begin to imagine Feeling alone Standing in the darkness A dark figure in a dark world Pain and sadness is all that is felt A never ending wish to end it all Tormented by pain People never understanding Eyes wet all the time Do you care? Does anyone care? Thats what my life is like. Headaches. I'm tired all the time. I cry all the time. I have a sore throat all the time from crying. No one really understands anything I've been through. Sure, someone might understand the pain. But no one really understands my hopsital stay, what its like to have alot of friends and then one bad thing happens to you and no one wants to be your friend anymore. It sucks. It really does. There is no cure for. I'm gonna have headaches for the rest of my life. Unless a miracle happens and that'll never happen to me :( Arnold Chiari Malformation...Its such a rare condition...Why the hell was I someone who had to have it?!?! Untitled Depression
My Writtings
Written by me (Peek A Boo) Unspoken Words It's the middle of the afternoon and my mind has been engulfed into a land that only seems to bring visions of you. Your standing there in your blue jeans and t-shirt with that sexy smirk you always display. I can see in your eyes there's a desire, a desire that only you and I seem to understand. Your silence says I want you yet; you aren’t sure how to proceed. Your eyes dance around my body as your mind says how do I start? I can see you trembling as many thoughts race threw your mind it’s a moment you’ve been waiting for and now your scared to start. “Dear God, can this be happening?” you silently think to yourself, shake your head in disbelief and softly whispering, “This just can’t be real?” Taking your hand into mine I softly whisper, “This is real, the time has come!” as I lay a light kiss upon your cheek. I step-back, look deep into your eyes only to see our passions dancing in unison as we exchan
My Writing
I have been thinking allot, probably too much as it tends to be consistent with my consumption of coffee or booze, and the listening to of sad or melancholy music. I seem to have gotten old before I was ready, before my time. I have not traveled anywhere of my choosing with no other reason to go than "It seems like fun" in years. Everything is quite planned now, no youthful exuberance left to wanderlust me off to somewhere new. No longer can I hop the next northbound train to god knows where. Long have those days been in the past, yet when that steam whistle blows a note is plucked on my heartstrings resonating the final note of the ballad that played itself strong through my youth yet slowly, despondently, gently it died into this white noise wash of hollow feelings and unanswered questions. So here I sit with the weight of the world on the tip of my tongue, yet nothing to say. Music is a healing force. It separates us from our soma, and washes our souls clean, paints pictures from th
My Writing And Poetry
"I Am"I am the rain that nurtures..the sun that warmsI am the wings of a butterfly..the dew on a roseI am the blue in the sky..the red in the sunsetI am the twinkle in the stars..the light in the moonI am the four seasons..the color of the rainbowI am the shimmer of the snow..the fire embers glowI am the gentle spirit inside you..the keeper of your soulI am the dreams you fulfilled..the joy in your heartI am the love in your eyes..the desire from withinI am the smile on your lips..the laughter in your voiceI am the wings that enfold you..the protector of your lifeI am the one who shares your dreams..the fears ..your hopesI am yours forever, eternally.. I am your Angel I’m Sorry by BlueWolf © I’m sorry for the things I’ve done I want you to know you’re the only one The girl I think about night and day There are so many things I have to say If nothing ever comes to mind I’ll still care for you all of time So as I sit at a second glance I’m praying for another chance To pro
My Writings Or Ramblings *smiles*
It is so hard lately. Since he passed, I am lost. I miss him. I will always miss him. I miss other things. I miss serving a Dominant. I miss the closeness, but most of all I just miss the simple things. I miss getting the shower ready for a Dominant. I miss making sure that his bed is ready and everything is where it should be before he lays. I miss getting up earlier than him to make sure the coffee, tea, or whatever is ready. Picking up his glass from the bedside. Making sure he has everything in the morning to start the day. I miss taking care of a Dominants clothes. I miss making sure everything is clean enough for a Dominant. I miss greeting a Dominant when they come home on my knees and putting my check on his boot. I miss a Dominant kissing me on my forehead and telling me "good girl" after I have done well. I miss the collar and the chain attached to me while I sleep. I miss watching a Dominant eat while I wait to be given permission to eat. I miss sitting at t
My Writings
I am sure many of you have read blogs like this before but sometimes one must put in words what one feels. You go through life thinking that you know what it is like to love someone. You end up realizing that there are different kinds of love. I am not talking about the different kinds of love that pertain to the love of a friend, the love of a bother or sister, or the love of a family member. What I am refering to is the different kinds of love you have for the opposite sex. Now some of you have been in love a few times in your life and can look back at them and be able to say that you loved that person or persons in different ways. I have been married twice and both woman cheated on me. I don't know about any of you out there but to me devotion is the heart of a relationship. If you can't devote your heart to someone then you have no business being in that relationship. You must be willing to make sacrifices for one another. This also pertains to starting a relationship. I am at a p
My Writings
I can't allow myself to breathe And so my lungs are caving in Because I can't take in the air For it's poisoned with my sin So here I suffocate With nothing left to do Until you pull me close and whisper "I will die for you" You kiss me bittersweetly But I taste approaching death You offered your life, so I took it As I inhaled your breath I felt your spirit leave And now I don't know what to do Overcome by guilt for accepting your life For how can I even live without you? I thought I lost you forever And so I jumped into the sea I wanted to perish with you But you came back for me You carried me through a tunnel Speeding away from this black lagoon To an enchanted somewhere far away From the vultures and their wicked tune Landing gently on a private beach The portal behind us, closes The breeze carries with it, a song And the ocean is made out of roses But these flowers have no thorns I'll get lost benieth the wav
My Writing And Other Good Stuff!
Laying here staring at the ceiling, praying for a dreamless sleep to overtake me. Thoughts of what might have been echoing through my mind. Reverberating like a silent scream in a cavernous trench. Your face haunts me. The memory of softly spoken I love yous tugging at the shackles that hold my heart captive. Bound by a love built on lies and deception. You're nothing but an illusion. Hiding in a house of mirrors, that only shows what you want me to see. I smile to mask the pain that cuts deep into my soul. Incisions not even time can heal. Wanting to understand you, but that's a battle I can never leave victorious. It's sink or swim. These ropes that tie me to you, dragging me under. Drowning in the icy tears of fake emotion that flow through your eyes. Craving warmth, light, and truth. Darkness encases me. She sits alone, knees held tight against her chest her eyes closed.Her raven hued lashes damming up a rivulet of tears threatening to overflow.The ghosts of her past haunting her t
My Writtings
She sat in the dark cold room. Waiting, just waiting for someone, anyone to acknowledge her presence. To save her, to let her go into the world. A world where she was free. But no one came they just watched her sit in the cold dark padded room. Everyone thought she was crazy. She just guessed that this proved them all right. She knew she wasn’t crazy; she was just lost in the world. She has a deep amount of sadness imbedded into her head. She knew no one would ever understand her. BLOODY REALITY No one felt the way she felt. No one knew how she truly was inside. If only she told someone what was happening she wouldn’t be in this mess. Someone would know what was going on in her mind. She can still remember how it all began; the moment is still fresh in her mind. “Why do I even bother?” Phyer was sitting on her bed complaining about her mother once again. “Your mom is a bitch; you just have to deal with it.” I’ve heard this all before the only thing I ever see Phyer and Seth fight about
My Wretched Little Thoughts
Alrighty, today i am getting off of my fat ass and doing something. It is nice out and junk. I need a new job, some place better where I am at now. Hmmmm, today would be a good day to get out and start checking out places. Argh... but all i wanna do is play on the computer. I need to get laid too. :) one day, he took me to the beach, the sun was setting and it was beautiful... i looked at the guys working on the trees, and then they fell silent... i turned around........ **** he was on one knee, on the sand... the sun was behind him... **** he asked me if i would spend forever with him, and he gave me this ring... i was speechless... **** i said yes....... and yes i cried.... he held me until the sun when down... **** the guys behind us honked and cheered, then resumed working... how nice of them to turn off their engines, and machines, to make that day absolutely perfect... **** he didn't know at the time, but 1 year
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Time causes life to pass by fast We laugh and cry as time goes by Time causes fights Time causes laughs Time is what allows us to live life Charity Wooten Copyright ©2007 Charity Wooten Many things happen to people as time passes by Many people laugh and cry as things happen in their life Life creates problems and trials as people live each day Hope is what allows us to look foward to the new day As time passes by we look at what life has brought us Also as time passes by we look at what we are given Life is what allows us to live and look foward to a new day Charity Wooten Copyright ©2007 Charity Wooten
My Writings
I’ve decided to start a section of writing called “Human Behaviors”. The point behind these articles will be to show my feelings and understandings when it comes to the behavior of individuals in this world. Those of you that know me well know that I’ve a very analytical and logical person, and for the most part, I can tell a lot about you from the first ten minutes of interaction with you, especially if we’re face to face. I’m incredible at reading body language and body movements. Anyway, this article is about trust There are many variables that make a person who they are. I believe that the ability (or lack there-of) to trust other individuals is a big part about how people act/react in a situation. I believe that the default human behavior is to trust everyone you come across. Think about it, when you were a kid, did anyone need to “earn” your trust? No, they didn’t, because the World was simple, everything you heard was a truth, even things that contradicted othe
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A friend asked me to post my blog from another site to here so.. Here it is. I don't write often actually I never write. (I think It's because my mom does.) When I write I don't use Grammer and I don't check spelling. I just right and walk away so I can't screw it up by fixing it. Anyway here it is Bridges Current mood: contemplative My days drift by following the road of bridges and paths in life. Burning my bridges as I go, Ive crossed many bridges in the last few months with matches in hand.Thinking Im walking to a place I belong. Paths begin to fade as I lose my direction. I dont mind being lost, why should it matter. Ill find another path, another bridge. As I emerge from a dark direction that has torn me apart I see a path as beautiful and perfect as I can imagine, the path that I thought could not exist. It seemed so perfect as I walked along it. I think to myself, although Ill find other paths that are beautiful, it may be the last time I find a path like t
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I Know How It Feels I know how it feels To feel your pain Everything lost Nothing to gain Everyone shutting you down Taking away your dreams Trust me is not as bad as it seems I know how it feels To feel your pain Everyone telling you what you should do Never right always wrong In everything that you do Always being blamed Always feeling ashamed I know how it feels To feel your pain Alone in this world Ruthless and cold Closing your eyes Hoping they will stay closed Never wanting to wake I know how it feels To feel your pain Always being pushed down No one seems happy In the things that you do Always sad and in pain Just wanting to leave Wanting to end this game I know how it feels To feel your pain Cause I also feel the same
My Writings
Your like a fuckin dream gone wrong you eat away at whats left of my soul the soul that barely exists in this fuckin black hole Are you scared of reality? The thing that actually exists cuz latley you've been hiding behind the mirror like a scared little bitch But I dont care Cuz ima be swingin my hatchet in the air as i ride Screamin "fuck the world" with clown love pride. These thoughts inside my head are horrible They are tellin me to kill my family Kill my friends Kill my lover The urge is insane There's somethin wrong with my brain Am I going insane? Is this real or fake It feels so good The thought of seein the blood drip drip drip Mother fucker watch what you say You just might get ya wig split **fuccn wit her fuccn forget it/this hole i got dug ill put u into it/cuz i be that way/c-ghost fuccas/who wanna play/talkin that talk/watch me as i c-walk over ur grave/n this shit is jus to grave to understand to u/but nuttin compared to wehut i cud do to u if
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The Love of a ManThe Love of a ManIt's not how strong he is,How powerful he can be,Nor is it how tall he is.The Love of a ManIt's not to how he succeeds,How many surprises orGifts he gives to you.The Love of a ManIs the love that he holds,Deep within his soul,His heart filled with Unconditional love. The Love of a Man It's the Passion he shows,The way he touches yourheart and soul.The Love of a ManIs your best friend and true,He is your one true love,For he is The Man You Love. The Way To My HeartSweet whispers and words of poetrygo hand and handFor these two, I do linger to hearWhat I need more from you is thisTake my hand within your hand
My Writing.... The Old Stuff
Driving today, passed your place I got caught in a daze still questions are running through my mind cant figure out why u had to die Still remember the last time we talked still remember the times we shared still remember how much you cared Not a day goes by I dont think of you still cant figure out what Im supposed to do dont have the words to say just hope to see you again some day Until that day comes whenever it may be all these memories in my heart i will keep Im the one to blame at least thats what you say not for another day cause im walking away Been through this before so im at the door never gonna look back forget about everything we had I still care about you but i gotta do what i gotta do Im not gonna be a fool cause that wouldnt be cool Been through this before so im at the door never gonna look back forget about everything we had Another day goes bye same old emotions collide trying so hard not to fall still hear your call So
My Writings
"Gams" Some are long and lean While others are short and slender Some are large and lovely While others are thick and juicy Some are smooth and svelte While others are blemished and bumpy Some are shaven and slick While others are hairy and au natural Some are toned and muscular While others are chunky and chubby Some are veiny and varicose While others are healthy and shapely With the end result of two feet And ten toes Men, we lov' em all! © By: Brian Dooley Thursday, December 12, 2002 “The Virtue of My Benevolence” It’s a vision of romance that even with a first glance no one could call unmatchable. I could chase my memories with little grace and share me with you so easily No just tell you what my heart has to share. I could case your image in the sun and follow your shadow across the desert, as a Genie would give a wish too In the desert I find one simple Dandelion staring at me. A vision of beauty to share with one true w
My Writing...
It’s 3 a.m. and the phone rings. It could only be one person because everyone else knows not to call her this late. “Hello,” she answers. “I’m coming over, I can’t stop thinking about you,” the boy on the other end replies. “I went to bed six hours ago. Don’t be ridiculous, there’s no way I’m letting you in.” He cuts her off, “But I love you baby!” She angrily replies, “If you loved me, you wouldn’t only call me at three in the morning. You do not love me and I do not love you. What we had is over, stop calling me.” This is an example of what love is not. This is an example of what love is oftentimes confused as, lust. So, what is love? To Old Blue Eyes, “Love is a many-splendor thing.” To my best friend Sami, “Love is desperately needing someone, forgetting their flaws, being willing to give up things for them, craving them, trusting them with your life, being completely satisfied.” To Megan Robinson, another friend of mine, “Love means having someone you can always count on,
My Writings
Excuse me miss, I had to stop by and say hi Cause I knew there was no way I'd let you walk by Now I'll admit, infatuation made me look But it was your beauty that got me hooked Of course you I don't know, but thats what I want to do We could go out, chill, or just phone conversations if thats coo I really want to get to konw you, know what makes you smile I want to know what things you think make this life worthwhile I wanna know your goals, dreams, what you want out of life I wanna find out if I can be there in the good, bad, and through the strife I wanna see if we can have something unique, thats sure to grow I wanna konw if we can develp a love I'd never be afraid to show All I want to do is run my fingers through your lovely black hair I want to see if you blush, when in your beautiful brown eyes I begin to stare I want to take you out, make you laugh more than you can bare Or just sit and hold you in silence, without a worry or a care
My Writings
He awoke in a dark chamber, lying on a cold stone floor. It was night time. He could tell by the crack that ran halfway up the domed ceiling high above. What had brought him here, Clyde wondered. He tried to sit up, but was recieved by a deep, throbbing, and excrutiating physical pain that swept from his legs and arms, chilling his entire body as he tried to scream out. His voice caught in his throat as his body refused to allow his lungs so much as an exhale. He lolled his head to the side on the stone floor where he lay. The pain slowly passed and receded into a constant, excrutiating throb. Memories flooded his mind, vividly reminding him of the torture he had endured over the past few days. It was only three days ago when he got a phone call from his girlfriend, telling him she was leaving him for another man. To, Clyde, it was as if he had stepped out of his own body as she spoke the words. She told him how he had no future, that his goals in life were to si
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I ripped myself apart again, tore it down to try and build it back up.  I never quite get that far.  Tie it up in a tourniquette but keep it broken so it stays numb.  I never thought it would take this much work to forget what already forgot you.  To fix the mess that got left behind.  Constant questions from a little mind that doesn't understand the reasoning just the outcome of what you created. You can't hate whats already dead. I should be over this your name and what you did shouldn't bother me any more but it does and lower I sink back into myself analyzing and reliving everything over and over again I should be past this sinking feeling that twist the knots in my stomach, It's not you any more that bring the tears its knowing all she wants is you and the fact she will never have that Its not your fault you were to far gone to be saved when you went away, tattered memories pictures and newspaper clippings thats all thats left  All thats left of someone the world forgot and le
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To feel it to feel it one time... it would be wrong.but would it.... to think with the head .......... to think with the heart..... or to think with the soul? will be the question that haunts me into eternity my soul bounded to yours the worlds just too blind to see... or maybe it sees and its just too cruel to care.... a night with you my head says dont you dare my heart says yes and my heart says no,. my soul says relax im already there in his arms in his heart in his soul.... Kerry B Copyright ©2007 Kerry B
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You tore my world apart With such a cold Heart The hateful words spoken Left one heart broken A pain that cut so deep For a love that wasnt for keep Lies told with a cunning smile And I believed you for awhile Now the truth lyes before me We were never meant to be You twisted my way of thinking Then drove me back to drinking Your way of life is really cruel No consideration for any of the rules A world you think belongs to you Even though you have no clue You had a rider on your side That you chose to cast aside I held onto who I saw in you Never realized you thought I wasnt true GC 2005 I entered a poetry contest...please vote the link is below =""> In a dream I've dremaed before I can see you beyond the door The one door I can not get to It's the door beyond the door On the other side of the other life.... One night stands Are like rubbe
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PAIN By Nicole The only thing I feel is pain Why won't it go away I fear it is making me insane I can sense it in everything I do and say Every night I cry myself to sleep Finally I start to dream Then in my dreams it starts to creep I awake to hear my own scream Burning up and covered in sweat It's strange I feel to my life I am my very own threat Then I look down and I see in my hand the knife I wish someone could help me I wish to be happy again It is now nothing more than a plea I dread that I will always feel this pain Passion By Nicole Every woman yearns to find the man that ignites the passion in them. Someone that you can't wait to walk through the door at the end of each day. He makes your heart beat faster just by a simple touch or kiss. Instead of losing interest in him, each new day you find that you love him more then yesterday. A man that takes up for for you against everything, one that is s
My Written Words....
There is nothing worse than the first week of a break up First week of a break up is like the first time you have sex It's akward and borring and we both keep telling each other that we're doing good but it's a lie First week of a break up you're on my mind more than you ever were So I clean everything in my apartment Clean my way in to forgetting But then I find things that I couldn't when we were together Your shirt...your favorite cd...reasons that I liked you Until the room reeks of your influence See I keep wanting to invite you over but love can't live here anymore She might bring her two children jealousy and neglect Those two always run around breaking shit and I can't ever seem to clean up the mess They tend to ruin romantic moments with questions and lies And I can see they're children when I look in to their eyes It's you and I Not sure when we had them but now they live in the next room Always barging in saying they're having nightmares and ca
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84 The number clicked over in my head as I touched the end of the swimming pool, turned, and set off for another length. I swam quickly, enjoying the calmness, the silence, around me. 85 I turned again, my shoulders starting to ache as I think that a hundred lengths would be about right. 86 It was quite late, which was how I liked it as I had the pool to myself. I had timed it just right -- an hour in the gym, then into the pool just as everyone else was starting to leave. 87 Max, the guy on duty in the gym, didn't mind -- he had to stay to clear up anyway, and as I was a regular he was happy to leave me to it. 88 I turned again, enjoying the solitude around me, the feel of the water swishing past me as I swam, as I dropped my face into the water with each stroke. 89 Crash! As I turned, my solitude was torn away as two people jumped into the pool a few yards from where I was swimming. A wave washed over me, rocking me as I swam past, the water a mass
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With the upcoming anniversary of the death of a dear loved one, I figured this would be a good way to help cope. Let me know your thoughts. Now you've gone and killed yourself. All we ask is "Why?" Why did you do this to us? All we do is cry. We shall make no more memories of you, But reminice on the ones made in the past. No joy or laughter heard now, Seems like forever we will mourn. Why you took your life that day, All we ask is "Why?" We love you dearly, And miss you so. Why were you so stupid? I guess we'll never know. In loving memory of Richard Charles Frazier February 14,1944 - April 10,1998
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The Water Carrier January 21 to February 19 Traditional Aquarian Traits Friendly and humanitarian Honest and loyal Original and inventive Independent and intellectual On the dark side.... Intractable and contrary Perverse and unpredictable Unemotional and detached Aquarius About Your Sign... Aquarians basically possess strong and attractive personalities. They fall into two principle types: one shy, sensitive, gentle and patient; the other exuberant, lively and exhibitionist, sometimes hiding the considerable depths of their character under a cloak of frivolity. Both types are strong willed and forceful in their different ways and have strong convictions, though as they seek truth above all things, they are usually honest enough to change their opinions, however firmly held, if evidence comes to light which persuades them that they have been mistaken. They have a breadth of vision that brings diverse factors into a whole, and can see both sides of an argument w
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A heart full of hurt and yet is as empty as the vastness of space. A person in a crowd, blaring noise all around, and yet as alone as can be. A world full of color and brightness, is a gray and bland as a fogged-filled night. A single rose with its beauty can bring happiness, and yet its thorn can bring pain and sadness. The quietness of morning, so quiet to hear the stopping of a beating heart. The blade can bring relief from the emotional tangle called life. It can be a slight distraction from this craziness. Or a long term decision to end it all. To die alone a bigger fear than of itself. Not ready to leave just need a small distraction from the emotional tangle. Hopes of a past love made real again, scorned by another who loved another, all twist and turn not being able to escape their bonds that hold them in. They need to escape before they kill their host. Before the eternal sadness overtakes the hope for future happiness. And the day the will power stops
My Writtings
Youre a stranger to me But I want to know you you ignite a passion, from deep within you inspire me in ways you dont even know yet youre just a man that Ill yearn hold youve opened my eyes to beauty within you stimulate my mind leave me craving for more I want to know you feel you embrace you I wish I could show you just how amazed I am by you I catch myself thinking wondering where you are are you alone, are you happy, are you thinking of me at all youve touched me in ways I wish I could show you youve inspired a passion I want to burn out of control desire , lust, need and want I feel these all altho we're so far apart a touch a kiss and someday more I want you to know youve inspired my soul!! no more kisses no more hugs no more jokes and no more tears it seems with you Ive drowned in hope and when you cared you threw a rope but the twisted games and tainted lies as I r
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to who it may concern... i am sitting here writing you a letter. because i have all this bottled up feelings. when i speak to you i get these feelings. feelins of joy & happiness. when i hug you. i get that warm imbrace. when i see your smiling face. i melt all over. in my mind i want you for myself. i want you to be mine. but then there are times that i feel that you are different. times that you are distant from me. that you crack a fake smile. but again i could be wrong. i melt for your smiling face. i melt with that warm imbrace. i want to lock you up & throw away the key. because i want you to myself. i want you to grab my hand & tell me that everything is goin to be ok. i want you to grab my hand & tell me to that we are goin to walk away from our pasts. & make ourselves a new life together. but then i think could this all be to real. could it be just all to real that you feel this way for me? just grab my hand. make me take that leap if yo
My Wreck
The accident happened just over 4 yrs ago. Jan. 3, 2003. I can still feel the impact of hitting the tree to this day. The closest that I could compare it to would be to drive your car into a steel barrier at 75 mph. I was treated for severe whiplash and hematomas, and given pain meds and muscle relaxers and told my injuries were deep, and would take time to heal, before I was sent on my way. As the months passed, I progressively got worse and worse. I attemepted many times to go to the Doctor, but the minute you spoke of a car accident, they would say, we don\'t treat car accident patients. WHAT????? What kind of a Doctor are you? I don\'t know if it is a Florida thing, or if it is common everywhere, but the only way for me to get any help, was to go to the ER, where I spent many nights. I had not been given an MRI. They would always do Xrays and send me home with some form of a narcotic for pain. Because my accident was a hit and run accident with severe injuries, I was approved
My Writings,poetry And Somewhat Called Lyrics...
I give, and you take, I only ever made one big mistake, I gave you my heart and you broke it, broke it I gave you my trust,but found out your love,was lust. I gave you my all, and you never broke my fall, oh no baby you let me fall down so now you wanna come around But were through, I'm so over you I can see the way you lie,the way you made me cry, and i just can't take that hurt again. So there aint no way im ever letting you in my heart again, I gave,and regret, but, you aint' betting now were through, your clear as glass baby, and i see right through u... Loves a gift,not an obligation. Loves not a negotiation. Loves about comprimising. Loves going to leave you with a brokenheart sometimes. Loves a barrel of Laughs & Cries. Loves really cruel sometimes. Loves leaving memories. Loves left me in second place,right behind, Loves not forgiving you. Loves already left me. Loves blinded,and i'm still laying here. Loves not now, Loves really not knowing,what
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My Writings
one of these days, happiness will find me, One of these days, my true love will walk in that door, One of these days, I wont have to argue anymore, One of these days, my life will be my own, One of these days, I wont feel loneliness anymore, One of these days, I will actually start to care, One of these days, I wont feel like a total failure, One of these days, my heart will rejoice, One of these days, heartache and pain will disappear, One of these days, I will be able to say I am the luckiest person in the world, One Of These Days, All Of My Dreams Will Come True They call me a voyer. I like to watch, I like to see the things hidden underneeth I like to know the whole truth. is that so bad, is that morally wrong, why is it that we have to hide all the time from the scrutiny of others, because what we like to do makes them squirm? I like to participate, pleausres givin, touches so soft and sensual, carresses so deep and meaningfull, a
My Writing And Stuff...
It was a sickeningly cold night. That type of chill which seeps into your bones paying no mind to the clothes hanging off your flesh. It had rained earlier that day. The pavement was soaked in it. It made the nauseous smell of waste and smoke and vomit hang in the air, saturating us pitiful creatures. I inhaled deeply holding the poison in for a moment. Around me was the city. It was all deafening with its noises vindictive of a Saturday night. I listened to the subway roar beneath the pavement hide of the metropolis. I could hear the mutterings of the earth-killing exhaust and in the distance a gunshot ending some poor bastard’s time here. I love the city. The darkest secrets are easily concealable here, lost in the cracks between the towering buildings, seeping into the gutters with the oily rain. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of flesh hitting flesh. I turned back to peer into the shady alley I was loitering in front of. My eyes adjusted to look into that gaping
My Writing
This one is called Only Time Will Tell. I wrote it during a difficult time of my life so you may find it a little depressing. As I sit in my darkest moment I think and I wonder What has happened to my one life's thunder How have I gotten to this lowly place Without emotion on my face Just a plain drawn out look Like a withered up old book Will it ever get better I ask myself Or is my life already on the shelf Why must I sit and slowly grow mad Can my life really be this bad I find myself dwelling on what I could of had And it makes my lonely heart grow sad Has the road I have taken Been right or wrong I guess only time will tell I say it will get better as time proceeds That is something I will just have to believe My life is not over It has only begun The war is not over Though some battles are won I will push on I say to myself Take my life one day at a time Now I sit back and find My tension slowly start to unwind Hey my life is fine I must
My Writings....
Shadow leans against the tree watching the moon grace the midnight sky. A sense of longing comes forth. To belong? To be loved? To be wanted? All a wish yet a wish that cannot be granted. Not yet. She bows her head down to keep her eyes from revealing too much. She smiles as she feels Hunter's hand onto her face. Leaning into his hand, Shadow actually moves closer to him to be within his arms for being held is what she craves the most. Wrapping her arms around him as he wraps his arms around her to keep her close. Hunter smiles as he senses the emotions for he knows what she craves yet watching her from afar earlier, her spirit glows despite what and how it hurts her. That self doubt of her spirit tears at his soul, pulling her into his body, Hunter gently rubs her back. A soft whisper had spoken while Shadow vanishes from his arms. Hunter knows she had mastered another gift and slowly looks at Mother Earth's green eyes filled with pain. Amber eyes seeking her eyes for the answer and w
My Writings And Poetry
I will never know what it is like to be someone's fantasy I will never be the object of envy I can't remember what it feels like to be made love to and no fucked I can't remember when my life hasn't sucked No matter what I am outside I will always be the fat girl on the in I am in so much pain and so alone I don't know where to begin I will never know the look of true desire I will never know a man who's not a liar I will never again know a day free from pain now with MS another life's stain my oldest baby lost all family and friends gone I ask every minute what I've done wrong I crave for one hour in a pretty woman's life to be so desired all of my life I will never know love like the love I have wasted only cheating and ugliness I have tasted I ache for one love filled kiss full of longing before I die but I know it won't happen so my poem ends with good-bye
My Writing
Where is home when you've been so many places Whats yours when you lose along the way Who is your family when you have been disowned When can you feel safe when your always running why is love always a dream of mine How can I go home when I cant find it? She was walking home just as she had always done after work. Always at night and always in the wrong part of the city. She always tried to be as invisible as possible. And so far she always got home safe. But tonight was just not her night, it was raining and she had forgotten to bring an umbrella or even a rain coat. At least it was only sprinkling but she would be soaked by the time she got home. She didnt like the idea that she was working at "The Oasis" the local strip club to pay for her bills and her 3 year old son's food. But every time she tried to think of another way to make good money her head would just hurt and then her heart. So she just kept walking down the barely lit sidewalk when she had just realized she had bee
My Writtings
I am looking for something that I can not hold an inner peace to set me free My soul wants to wants to find the real me to stop the pain an the tears that fall like rain My aura around me is so black an bleek that need to change for me The darkness claims my inner secrets it devours my pain but always takes me away...... You have enchanting eyes that see thru my soul With just one word from your lips I lose control If only you could see the way I see you. You will see the great power that is within you Wandering in darkness feeling all alone Searching and not finding not a glimpse of hope. Fingers touch to find my way, Each step I take I begin to stray As my heart beat begins to betray The fear which drives me through the day. Suddenly all is lost, As I feel my insides being tossed. My heart turns in to fist drowning in a crimson pool, Longing for the warm embrace which is much too cruel, I am cursed now in this lonely world, Wishing no longer to be the fo
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My Writting
why does my soul hold on to this pointless life no good ever comes only pain and hurt are all that i ever feel all these scars i bare overlay day by day and year by year love is just a mirage always seeing it, but never able to attain no matter what i do nothing ever changes just a new wound and more pain my heart, soul, & mind left scared beyond repair time after time you were always there even when i felt like lift wasn't fair So these words i say here are to let you know i care I'll be here when life gets to hard to bare cause our friendship is precious like life itself No words can explain what you mean to me your heart, mind, and compassion These things are what set you apart and dear to my heart I'm blessed to have a friend like you I hope you feel the same way too So take these words before i part And believe me when i say they come straight from my heart When life gets to hard and you need time to mend Don't worry i'll always be here , pr
My Writting
My Writing!
Every minute of everyday There is someone on my mind She is there every monet of my day She is the one that can always make me smile And always keep me happy She is the one I love and hold so close She may never know how much I yearn her touch I wait for it everyday with full anticipation To see the girl I love so much And to have her loving touch To embrace her in my arms And hold her close and tight Never wanting to let her go Happy and fully content Now and for many years to come How do I express the way I feel I only know that my feelings are for you You make me happy and I feel complete Also hope that I never have to compete Compete with someone for your love You mean so much and could never know Exactly how true my love is You are my day my life The sky so blue with the clouds and sun My night with the moon and stars Hopeing with all my heart that it never ends Because if it does than all goes with it That is something I dont wishTo see happen My love
My Wraith , My Happyness,my Angry , All About Me :)
My Wreck
I had a racing bike wreck I am in a wheelchair now. Well May 11, 1997 at 22 years old. I had the bike wreck. I bought a racing bike on Tuesday put another front end on it and put lights and all on it. Friday I took it to the drag strip. Sunday on Mothers day I had the wreck because some one pull out in front of me in Ford Explorer and I hit the back coner for it and tolded them out and my bike at over 100 miles ahour. Their was a statetrooper right their eating and he said I was doing over 100. I was in a choma for 6 1/2 weeks. but mom said I was still in it for along time. I am very lucky to be here because I died twice. Motorcycles are real danagerous because people pull out in front of you all the time. And I can`t walk im in a wheelchair. But what put me in chair was a A autery had to be fix and they closed it off for 30 mins and when they dopened it back it had killed my legs. I didn`t break my back. Richie
My Writing
My Writings
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you And share with you its beauty On the days you are feeling blue If I could build a mountain You call your very own A place to find serenity A place to alone If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea But all these things I'm finding Are impossible for me I cannot build a mountain Or catch a rainbow fair But let me be what I know A friend that's always there No matter where you decide You need to be or go, I plan on staying here for you In your heart, I'm sure you'll know. I made myself a promise And this was my own choice To always be right here for you, Ever listening for your voice. And if you should ever need me At any time or place, Just call my name out softly And you will see my face. What we have shared together Means more than just today It is meant to last forever And beyond that by a day. My love is unconditional And will stand the test of time You own a peice
My Writing Pad
As I walk my path with my head up high, Being blinded by smoke and bright lights. Craving a deep feeling for justice and revenge, Doing that which I have learned to do now. Everyone counting on me for victory points, Finding what it takes to put one foot forward. Giving all I got with effort and prayer for others, Hanging in a balance between strength and fear. I wonder when this will end and we can all leave, Just once I wish we could stop the fighting now. Killing another soul leaves me in an empty shell. Like a life like chess game we take our orders, Moving where we're told and watching our steps. Not able to hear myself think over a childs cry, One by one i fire shots in the night covered city. Puzzled if our leaders still think about our constitution. Questions rise and hatred follows through the ranks, Reaching out seems far fetched and hopes look grim. Seeing today's world would make one wonder now, Trust and hope in those that lead seem to weaken. Under
My Writings .....
I'm the girl who will put her head on your shoulder, not because I'm sleepy, but because I want to be closer to you... I'm the girl who likes to be kissed in the rain, more than in an expensive restaurant... I'm the girl who says, "Okay, but you owe me..." jokingly. Not because I actually want something, but because it means I get to spend more time with you and I care... I'm the girl you can take absolutely anywhere and I will have fun because it means I am spending time with you... I'm the girl who is incredibly picky, but when I find someone I like I want to spend the whole night curled up in their arms... I'm the girl who never forgets all the sweet little things you do for me... I'm the girl who once I let you into my heart, there's always a place there with your name on it. And even if we spend time apart, I'm the girl who never forgets you.. I'm the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss.. I'm the girl who you can talk to about anything.. I'm the girl w
My Writing
I watched the light fade away. The glimpse of a future, I somehow already knew....flushed away. I took baby steps- that turned into my sprinting strides,... running far and fast. With no thoughts of caring to hide. At first I poped my neck at the sight,...that I didnt much like. It turned into a grin though...because i lost every ounce of care i ever had.... I stoped thinking of you...and i stoped feeling bad. And every relief I ever needed,...exploded out...when i realized neither one of us had been defeated. Both came out on winning terms...both came out standing firm. It truely took me this long to let go...with the question what could we be like? in the air,...I feel proud to say i dont want to know. And i take off the black band...throw it with the other gifts that dont mean anything glad im not having to fight with my heart to make it understand. I have spent too much time thinking I was too good,..for too many...its better to know im just uniqu
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From the womb new life is sprung Knowing not from where its come His newborn eyes try to focus On a world so blind, so hopeless Years go by, no longer a boy Out on his own, to find some joy He meets his love, buys a home Feels he'll never be alone. He plants his seed, new life will come. Only to see, she's not the one He moves out, and she hates him still Visits his daughter, always will. More years go on, now old and frail Ex is dead, daughter in jail Now he sees the world, no blindfold on "Bullshit" he whispers, now he is gone. Overdose is such a bitch Now I've got this fucking twitch A constant reminder for all time Of how I put my life on the line My future could have been lost From my hand that coin was tossed Just because I wanted to fly Just searching for that higher high I did survive but not without harm 'Ever scarred from that shot in my arm Tremors, twitches, shakes and shudders I hate how
My Writings
Adolph Hitler. The name is enough to make anyone shudder in fear at the mere mention of it. To the Nazi’s and the Germans he was a king, a martyr and to the Jews he was a tyrant and a pariah. He was everything right and wrong about Germany of the era and time he lived in. He did his best and utmost to reign in the country and make Germany respectable and respected. But often more times than not, even the best laid plans go awry and Hitler got carried away with his insane ideals and philosophies in the process. During the 1920’s and early 1930’s, Germany was trying its best to recover and restore balance after the role it played in World War I. Politically, Germany had no real government to speak of at the time. The radical left wing and right wing parties of the time were making pushes to gain control of Germany from the electorate. The stars shone brightly, almost blindingly, as the cruiser cut through that sector of space silently and menacingly. This sector
My Writings
The crystal clear blue waters of the mediterranean break upon the eastern shoreline during another cloudless day of cappuccinos and amore while the local vendors close their market booths and leave content from a grueling day of haggling prices. In a dimly lit alley you can see the children take to sport, playing the vastly adored national fan favorite game of "Futball" with anything they might be able to use as a ball whether it be a softball, tin can, rock, or if they are extremely lucky an actual tattered soccer ball that they carried away from some dump site. A typical day from a past memory that I choose to never forget or let linger to long for chance of a sorrowful tear that may travel down my cheek The aroma of a local cafe brewing its morning espresso brings back thoughts of an easier time when you did not have to watch every step your child makes in dread that someone will cause them harm, where I can not recall a single racist remark or fear of walking down the wrong st
My Writings
I Loved I loved... How you would wake me in the mornings, How you accepted all of me, How you completed me, How you told me everything would be okay when I felt weak How fragile I felt in your arms, How when we made love I felt as if I could climb into you. How you watched me while you thought I slept, How you touched me, How you smelled, How you looked when I could see all of you, How comfortable we were, How short the days were, How the best days were spent with you, the rain ,and our bed. How I did'nt seem to notice your faults. How with 5 words you devastated my world, How "I don't love you anymore", is all you could say. How emptiness is all I feel. How I will never feel the same again. How you realized your mistake. How I can't feel the same about you, because you broke us. How you keep saying you're sorry How you ruined this perfect thing we had. How................. I like the way my chocolate melts in my mouth, I like it when my chocolate takes con
My Writings
The sun presses my back to make me feel warm I love you this way. The way the air feels at the break of dawn, I love you this way. The way the world looks when I see a stranger being kind, I love you this way. The way I feel every time you almost touch me, I love you this way.
My Writings
we held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the wast where the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, " Death is a midnight runner". The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like a unique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of as better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize the my ticket wasn't for two. I rode alone. You said
My Writeings
knock...Knock... A soft rattle on the window Of life Of opertunity Of joy or Something that resembles Love Of things better off Unthought Untought Unlearned Forever under constant scorn Also of want,or Better yet Of need or lust consumeing Of fillings And the lack there of and finnaly Of self protection throgh selfless projection Listen close,you can hear it now Growing closer still knock...Knock...KNock...KNOCK... Insistant but yet so distant A young mind Fights the glass and the night To get back on the right side of the window of life. -RAGE G. SYNISTER- Decided is the way in which in which i have become inside The circits within me have been exposed to lies Mechanical fillings from a hart of steel pump My robotic thoughts have become a tangled clump My metalic core,the waste of human hate and lust Burning eyes aglow with anger and mistrust I am no lon
My Wrestling Career
My life in the last few months has really changed for the best. I met a wonderful lady named Penny. She is the love of my life. She has a seven year old little boy who needs a man figure in his life and I plan on being that guy. We are getting married on Oct 18, 2008. Not really sure where it will be held out right now, but that will be decided alittle closer to time. I will be moving to St. Louis in a few months and really looking forward to that and getting to be with Penny and her little boy. Yes I will miss my wrestling and my family here in Georgia. We are going to try our best to be back down here atleast once a month. Penny is so amazing I never knew anyone so GREAT. Now on to some other things that have been bothering me here lately. First of all I had a (well what I thought was an online friend) and spent all kinds of time making pics for this certain person. We talked all the time on the phone and online hell alot of times doing both at the same time. Well after I los
My Writeings
Love, what is love, really. the flutter you feel in your stomach when you simply say a name. when you feel like your heart skips a beat when they look at you just that way. the way you can't breath when they touch you so tenderly. Or is it all just passion. does love even exist. Or is it just to intense to put into words. Is it like heaven or is it like hell. Or does it depend on who's eyes & heart your looking through. Who can really define it. And if it can't be defined how do you know when you really feel it. Or if it's even real. I am the sun, yet I am the moon; Shinning happiness on others, yet living in darkness. I am a fish, yet I am a bird; Isolated from the rest of the world, yet free to explore it. I am alaska, yet I am florida; Living in a cold world with a warm heart. I am hope, yet I am dispair; Optimistic about the future, yet pessimistic about the pressent. I am strong, yet I am weak; Having my own opinions, yet fearing to express them. I am a young spirit
My Writings, Rantings And Loves.
Things to know about me- ~I am a mother first and formost. My son is everything to me. ~I am recently married and very much in love. In all, we have been together for almost 5 years. ~I wear mostly jeans and sneakers. I dont care to wear heels, I am tall enough. ~I am here for friends only and will not flirt or post unclothed pics of myself. ~I love modern rock-linkin park, lennon, papa roach, is mostly what I listen to. ~I do not play head games and I do not play dumb. I am myself. ~I am going to college in january. ~If something is not fixed, it bugs the living crap out of me. ~I like people that honest and loyal, I hate meaninless drama and liers. ~I like to read. ~I curse alot. ~I love horses and dogs, espeacially black labs. ~I love a good horror movie, gruesome and gory movie that holds the edge of seat. ~I like the arts-drawing, poetry, photography,paintings and plays. ~I like to watch the rain and love thuderstorms. ~I love dark
My Writings
I have made a couple of calendar pages for a couple of people. I like doing them. If you like one let me know. I am thinking and wondering about doing a whole calendar. Would Fubar let me do a calendar "The Women of Fubar"? The couple I have made are in the photo folder "Calendars I have made". Together we set. I love you, you love me. Together we set, me and your shadow. by me. I am working on a new book. Working tittle is "Serial". It is about two serial killers that and their next victim have something in common. What happens when two psychotic serial killers find for their next victims, each other?
My Writing
Thank you for walking into my life when you did. This is for you. You know who you are. kisses baby! I hope you like it. Stringing along memories of the past, Evident in this shattered heart. I vowed to myself never again In my life, will it play a part. Just when I thought I was over love, Just as I was learning to cope. Baby, you stepped in with an open heart Telling me to never lose hope. You came into this world of mine, And taught me not to be afraid. To my surprise, I realized The pain began to fade. Ever so slowly, taking its time, My heart began to reveal All the love that had been kept inside, Waiting for something real. So now we begin this journey, Letting all our fears go. Exactly where the road will lead us, It is God that only knows. So let's leave it in destiny's hands, Let fate guide us thru it all. Let's have faith that in the end, Into each other's arms we will fall.
My Writings
this crimson veil descends and covers my eyes blocking out everything sane and right bitterness and hate eating away at my very soul no matter how long i stare i cant look past this red, devious light. i try to hide behind this awkward smile but even the reflection that glances back reveals the pain. i stare at myself staring back at me and see part of me shrink and vanish into the dark. i cant shake this anger and hatred burning deep inside my heart broken and bruised laying haphazordly upon my shattered pride my life has turned into a puzzle to which even i have no clue. two steps forward and fifteen back it seems things as far as i can see seem disfigured by this depressionistic hue. feeling alone and unwanted i stumble threw this darkness arms outstretched in a dying hope of finding some sort of hope to grasp. drunkenly swaying this way and that in this neverending maze i finally succumb and drop exhausted to my knees head in hands i prepare to surrender to
My Writing
Often this thought comes to my mind, That you have been made and brought into this world for me, Till now you were somewhere in the stars up above, You have been sent on this earth for me! Often this thought comes to my mind, That this body and these eyes are my possession, This beautiful shadow of your hair is for me, These lips and these arms are my possession! Often this thought comes to my mind, As the bridal march plays in the way, It's our first night after the wedding and i am lifting your wale off ur face, And you shy away and hold yourself in your arms! Often this thought comes to my mind, Like you will always love me the same way all your life, These eyes will always look towards me with love filled in them, I know you might be a stranger but still.... Often this thought comes to my mind, Often this thought comes to my mind!!!!!!
My Writing
Crystal clear dreams and blacked out reality. I close my eyes to sleep. I want to enter the world of dreams. A world of fantasy pleasant and clear. A place where everything goes right nothing is wrong. It has become a drug to me. Over powering any sense of reality all that matters, all I want is to visit my wonderful world. I am never lonely I am never sad. Everything I have ever wanted to have and feel is there, surrounding me, pulling me deeper into my addiction. I am free to be how I want to be. Perfect in every way. Then like a whirlwind pulling me away I open my eyes. Reality is here once again all around me covering me like a dark cloud. Once again I begin to start longing for the moment that I can close my eyes again and just be. He watches me from a distance. I don't think he knows I know. Every time I catch him it send shivers through my body. We know each other but only through talking and exchanging pics but he still excites me with every word. I long to please him, be w
My Writing....
You hear My voice….”Take off your clothes” You have been here before… you know to do as you are told. You slowly undress…. neatly folding each garment, then placing them on the only shelf you see. A pretty girl enters the room …and blindfolds you… you are alone again… naked…. A chilled breeze brushes across your skin. Raising every little hair on your body…. You wait… You hear someone enter the room. you feel cuffs being placed on each wrist… then each ankle… You are lead into another room… pushed against a cross…. One arm lifted up then fastened into place above your head…. Then the next. Your ankles are then locked down. The blindfold is removed.. the room is pitch black. You are alone… You wait in the dark It’s quiet…. Very quiet…. So quiet you can hear your heart racing.. A strobe light fills the darkness and your senses… flashing so quickly that your eyes cannot focus. You think there is someone else in the room now… but you are not sure. You wait… You think you fe
My Writing
Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you... 1. I hate Dogs. 2. Scarlett O'Hara is my herioness. 3. I eat potato chips everyday. 4. I think my son hung the moon. 5. I like to dance on the coffee table. 6. I swear by Mary Kaye products. 7. Docca & Gavvana is what I smell like. 8. Little things mean alot to me. 9. There is nothing more peaceful then the sound of the ocean. 10. My weakness is exspecting the good in all people. I am Tagging 5 people, they are... ☆~Bran Muffin☆Fu Wife & R/L GirlFriend to Dj Dragon my King☆Dancer@DarkShadowsRealm April aka '~*~°£î₧På£00°~*~ R♀gûë'§♥Æ£îëñ/ĐΩ/Ťonĝue Çõllë
My Writing
It's a day like no other as I waltz into the candyshop "No bad candy for me today" I tell the shop keeper The bastard always sells me bad candy & I can never tell 1 look @ a pack of white chocolate & my mouth waters Snatch the bag, pay the man, tear open the bag, handful to the mouth... Bite... Bite... chew... Chew silivate Hmmmmm... Heaven... absolute heaven, I hear the angels the trumpets and... and... then I reach the not so chewey or yummy center.. The fucker got me again.. Always happens, he never fails to decieve me & I always believe one day I'll beat him Does he actually sell candy w/o blemish? Why don't I shop elsewhere? Its not equilibrium & yet I have no answers Its just as easy to shop elsewhere but I have no desire to The others gather around as I choke on this filth They're enjoying their candy, its as simple as going down the block but I'm stubborn, I have no urge to. I must emerge victorious over the shop keep I will emerge victori
My Writing N Wordz
you sprung into my life and left an imprint that could never be erased no matter how much effort was put forth with just the thought of your smile in my thoughts was all i ever needed and wanted but to have you on my thoughts was all I ever endured just to see you and feel you with every warm touching embrace was enough to last a lifetime but even after the second it stops I wanted and craved for more to search for you took a lifetime to keep you in that reach it only took a stretch to keep you was a journey but well worth the steps to walk forward it was all bout making you feel you were need n wanted and all I ever thought was that you were just enough but when it came down to it you all I ever wanted n needed you completed every vision that I ever thought was possible and every wanted and dream of coming true you like that tatto with that everlasting imprint on my heart so ceptable to be broken but easy to mend just with a smile and a love you you made my every
My Writings Some Adult Some Not :p
I am sorry I am sorry forever mistreating you. I am sorry for not ever being there when you needed a friend. I am sorry for not giving you a shoulder to cry on when you needed it. I am sorry for not being a soundboard for you when you were upset. I am sorry that I cannot take away the pain you feel. I am sorry that I cannot turn back the hands of time to make things right for you. I am sorry that I was not there when you needed me the most. I am not sorry for the times we have spent together. I am not sorry that I heard your voice speak to me. I am not sorry for the laughs we have shared. I am not sorry that I took the time to get to know you. I am not sorry that I ever called you a friend. I am not sorry that I started to fall for you. I am not sorry I got to look into your eyes and get to know the real you. I am not sorry I looked into your eyes and fell in love. In the rain As the rain trickled down upon us we stood there for a moment looking into each others
My Writings. Please Be Kind And Don't Copy
It seems when we least expect it, that's when we find someone who will turn our entire world on its axis. That's what happened to me. On an ordinary day, when nothing special was going on, my world turned upside down. After that, I can't remember a better day in my life. What happened? My dreams became reality. Here's my story. I was sitting in a corner booth at my regular hang out, having a drink to unwind from the stresses of work. I had said hello to all of the regulars, but wasn't really getting involved in their conversations about which sports team was better and which pop culture star had done the most shocking thing in recent events. I was occasionally interjecting a comment here and there to seem interested, but I really wasn't. I simply wanted to unwind and do a little self reflection. As the time drifted slowly by, I drifted more and more out of the chatter and into a sort of haze. I'm sure I must have had a blank stare on my face as I drifted into oblivion, but no
My Writings I Guess
Memories still remain How long ago that was It feels like just yesterday The pain just won't go away 'Even with someone Who treats me right.' Feeling so guilty That the past holds onto her still Laying next to him Filled with so much fear Thinking 'I just give up.' Holding so much pain It doesn't hurt quite as bad When her will to fight is gone When he has his way All his snide remarks How bad they made her feel She always seemed to flinch When he started to yell 'I wish I wasn't so scared.' How hard she tries To make the thoughts Just disappear 'I'm with someone new, I love him too.' He helps her through the day He helps make the pain Fade away But forever the scar Will remain It's amazing Truly it is How someone could fall So deep into depression Over nothing big at all How no one can really see How much one hurts inside They all just pass by Ignoring all the tears shed And all the outstretched hands Of the people who've fallen Into this
My Writing
To You... I am still amazed that I have you. It's still hard to understand how you chose me. How after just one short conversation you knew I was meant for you. Now I know the truth of your conviction. I've never been with someone who suited me so perfectly. You seduced me with your words and strong spirit, and you've kept me with your tender heart. I am so happy. A part of you has become part of me and that is enough. You might laugh when I say this, but I dream about you every night; probably because I can't be with you often enough. However, when I am awake, I know that you are the furthest thing from a dream. Sometimes I imagine that you are built from sold rock; a moving statue and an indestructible human being, because I feel so safe with you and because I know I am so safe in your arms. You absolutely contain yourself and then again much more than yourself. Your confidence is consuming and your perspective is huge. I want you to know how much you’ve opene
My Writings!!!
Yes it is true I will be leaving fubar for a while to pursue my education...I recently started classes at borough of manhattan community college and I decided that my time needs to be spent more on my studies than here...Don't get me wrong my friends are important to me but school comes first and I also am getting things in my life together..I'm working on my relationship as well so that is something that will be taking some of my time For now this is the best thing for me and at some point I will profile will still be up and running just that I wont be on it often If anyone would like to keep in touch outside of here just hit me up with a note and I will give you my yahoo or aol screen name thanks to all that has made my fubar experience a good one Oh and you will see a bulletin asking to make me godmother please feel free to get me there while I am away sonce I have been trying to for the past few months lol But anyway this is my goodbye for now take care keep in tou
My Writings
The sweet caress of your pain across my skin I breathe You  in as you sink deep into my flesh The pain is what I desire Fire in the cut Gimmie the release I need Let the blood flow So I know I want to feel You again dear friend.  Tears flow, Mix with the blood. It trickles down my arm towards my finger tips. I taste it and open the wound wider. Oh what a sight. My skin open and full of my own sweet nectar. It's You I desire and have done for a long time. Filling every fiber of my being with pain. You light up my life with the glint of Your blade. slicing deep and true.  Cutting through my soul with all of Your might.  I need this to feel.
My Writings
wrap my mind in madness wrapped my heart in darkness my dreams have become my unknown silenced my dreams of unwanted beings I have sight but never been shown my soul is shaky, my head heavy I continue to walk alone noone beside me, noone to guide me home i call to the night who now is my only friend ask for a way to help me around this troubled bend to show me the way to the shining light where it is warm, and wonderously bright it is cold here in the shadows i want to be laid in the warm meadows where my body and soul at one be at peace but cant be done if my mind is the beast Vampress Current mood:  cold Category: Writing and Poetry I walk amongst the damned, the forsaken they say I live by the night, forbidden from the day the hunger consumes every part of my being I yearn to see the innocents hearts beating I lick and kiss his salty skin before I sink my teeth into him the blood flows down my throat, and fills me with adreneline the sensuous aroma of his blood
My Writings
Remnants by Me Embers of a red rose burning through my soul Of that love which was crushed from words I’ve sowed The memory of a smile that will haunt my dreams And the image of those beautiful eyes staring back at me Reaching and screaming in this nightmare of thought Awaking in pain of this self inflicted hole in my heart Knowing the warmth of her touch will come to past Replaced by remnant embers of love that will always last You and I by Me How I miss the softness of your voice Sweetness of you kisses The gentle touch of your hands The evanescent smell of your scent Tender warmth of your skin And how you held me in your eyes Wishing I could have it once again Like the night we held each other Close as we were not too long ago How I miss that night you was there Holding me so close in your arms Hearing the sound of your sigh Surprised and thankful that you to came back That one night care free and happy For that little time we were
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NOTE: These writings are 100% written by me and I better not see anyone stealing them and claiming its thier own work!! I doubt it'd happen but you'd never know =/ Anyways, here's a song I wrote from the heart, I guess everyone can relate to it....comments are appreciated!! "Guardian Angel" Angel oh guardian angel, please hear my cry catch every tear that I'll shed tonight As I fall into the darkness, please come catch me Please lift me up and take me under your wings Comfort me into the dark night as I shed my tears tonight Guardian angel, so fierce and so strong guide me to whats right, help me avoid wrong Protect me from my demons that haunt me As you take me under your wings Comfort me in the dark night as I dream peacefully tonight There are lots of times my emotions can really get the best of me; somedays I will be high on life blasting on trance, dancing like an idiot and not having a care in the world...I can laugh like a goon until my stomach h
My Writings
I just thought i would let you know just how much i never show and all the times I've sunk so low was just my way to let you go Every time i hear your name I wish i could hear your voice say those famous words that you said to me "your perfections and flaws are why your with me" oh my darling i hate to break your heart but my perfections and flaws never got me far It's funny that you haven't said that since cause my flaws aren't the same as they were back then oh why am i holding on to something that isn't there just a let down hope and a piece of a memory it's faded away like smoke in the air disappeared but i know it was there
My Writings
As you go through life do you focus on the beauty all around you or do you only see the storm ahead? Lately, I was visiting Bryce Canyon and had an experience that I will never forget. We decided to hike up to a viewpoint and take some pictures and breathe in some fresh air. There was a little rain all around but none falling at the moment. The walk was only about a quarter of a mile to the first viewpoint but was fairly steep. As I approaced the last turn I saw a man of about 50 with crutches on both arms making his way up the hill rather slowly. Many people hurried by, paying him no attention. I noticed that both of his legs were fixed at very akward angles extending out from his hips and knees. His steps would take him about 6 inches at a time and the going was a huge struggle for him. Although, looking at his face, you would never know. Not wanting to offend him but not about to pass up the opportunity to lend a hand, I asked him if he could use someone to lean on
My Writings
Just sit there with your hatetred baskeling at the fact that it is all over. How bout you go and shoot yourself it would work alot better than having me do it . Just wait for the end to come so you can be judged by the person who turned his back on you for so long is that a god i think not he made us and figured that it would have been better without us here. All we do is kill and feed of the weaklys of the world to further desicrate your little fucking world and make you feel power but you are just a ant sittin on a anthill. Youre dead we have ruin this world there is no saving it and the children of the world will be the same way because that is all they see the killing the drugs and the hunger of death that we all long for we are waiting for the day of redemption. having the time of my life just kickin and trying to aceive happieness is my new goal in life just keep my friends close and fuck my enimems cause no one will bring me down now i am happy for once i have been dread
My Writings (enjoy)
In the still of the evening Without sunlight to intrude I see the twilight's in your eyes As the moon sets up the mood Playing music soft and low While romance fills the air I can't help but feel aroused The very moment you come near You submit to my embrace While candles flick their flame And the smell of sweet perfume Seems to drive my lust insane As I look into your eyes And run my fingers through your hair I taste the sweetness of your neck As I nibble at your ear I then whisper words of love As you answer with a sigh And in a very sexy way Your sweet body comes alive Your the heat of my desire As we slowly come undress I then start to lay you down While you welcome my caress With your luscious sexy curves You have a taste I can't resist And your breast show some response When I touch them with a kiss As I soak inside your love To a sexy love condition Feeling passions start to rise While making love in all positions You give me so mu
My Writings
In a clearing, by a stream; The water glints and gleams, Rippling in the moonbeams, As lovely as a dream. The moon, just a sliver, Shines a flowing river Of shimmering silver Across her shoulders. Like a delicate fairy, She dances there, With flowing hair And ivory skin so fair. Her beauty is so pure; Through time it will endure. Any man, she could lure And he would fall, for sure. She is his goddess- Lovely in all her fairness. To be able to caress Her skin, a man would be blessed. She is a sight so heavenly, Dancing along dreamily. He watches her longingly; He loves her dearly. Copyright 2006 Missy Harrell Some folks don't understand; They just can't see The beauty in the land, Or hear the whispers of the trees. I once was one of them; Blinded by things to acquire; A heart of flam and flim; Deafened by my own desires. Suddenly I was awakened By an unimaginable power. Before me it all opened, Like a blossoming flower. My heart swel
My Writings
My heart is dark and weary,for I have lost all control of moral being.Unleashed are the feelings of sorrow,of suffering,like a vast shadow of emptiness bearing down upon my soul. For the fires of hate and pain burn within me.All hope is lost forever in the pit of nothingess. The dreams and wishes which were once a constant memory have now become shattered,forever tormented am I of the past,haunted for eternity,for I am bound to these visions,to these memories. I wrote this last year...I know I'm not very great at writing, so yeah, here it is.. Her face is of an angel,so heavenly with elegant beauty.Her eyes are like the sun piercing through the sky,gazing down upon you,full of brightness as the stars.Her lips are soft,red like a rose,the softest of the soft. Looking upon her is like seeing heaven on earth right before you.Her words are full of joy and laughter,like the goodness of hope and love,encouraging,refreshing. Her beauty is so pure and natural,there are no words with
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Well I can say I got my first published piece today. It was a letter to the editor in our local paper. Honestly I know that’s nothing grand but I’m proud of it. I wrote the letter because it was something that I believed in. They contacted me a week later to verify I wrote it, but I didn’t think they were going to publish it because I didn’t see it at all that week they called me. I had forgotten about it completely so I was surprised to see it in today’s paper. The letter was written in response to another letter that appeared in the paper. My Letter: Art, music should be key part of curriculum I'm very dismayed at a letter to the editor by a Knoxville man complaining about a grandmother wishing her grandson could study the violin. He complained that art and music are a waste and our schools should focus more on math and science. Art and music promote creativity and imagination that is essential for grasping other subjects. There are plenty of studies that show kids who are e
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Darkness Through the Darkness We Shine like Angels with spread wings we fly There are walls around us we feel like all we can do is crawl Something Holding us in Noone understands the pain. noone for us to call. noone sees the death inside. noone knows what we try to hide. Through the Darkness We Shine like Angels with spread wings we Fly We sit alone in the dark does noone se we need help Did we die that night too or did we shut you out. Through The Darkness We Shine like Angels with spread wings we fly noone sees us noone calls we are alone we hve to fend for ourselves we should have went that night too no more pain,no sorrow,noone to shut you out. Through the Darkness we Shine like Angels with spread wings we fly Promises were made for that end of time For us they would be there all the time A year has gone by it gets worse with time. Through the Darkness we Shine like Angels with spread wings we fly We were all close at one time A
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Poetic Wisdom by LateNiteFantasy© Poetic Wisdom With note-paper out and pencil excitedly poised, I have been writing poetry since I was a little kid. Any subject will set me off, sometimes I'm surprised, my penned down thoughts, like dreams, are so vivid. Few people have had the chance to read my verse and prose, those who have, I know have laughed and sometimes cried. Because, poetry is really my private thoughts and woes, so welcome to my heart, my soul, join me, at my side. Good! Now that you're here guiding my poetic bent, judging each single line, weeding out the lies, Perhaps you will share with me that illusive moment, that at long last, you will help me to be poetically wise. Mind Talk by LateNiteFantasy© Sometimes that feeling comes over me ~ not sure what it is, or if it's even me... All alone in a crowd, here but somewhere else; floating on a cloud, sitting on a shelf, in a dark little place - the corner of my mind. I dust off space,
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lonelyness sets in troubled by this i am knowing that i could snap at any moment yes im differnt then i was b4 ive grown up and im more guarded so what just cause ive grown up doesnt mean i cant have fun ive seen alot in the last year to make any person rethink life 3 family deaths, flooding, my "health issues", my schooling a distroyed relationship, all ash from the fires of life and how ironic alone i am again i know there people out there that got me in there thoughts and prayers but why? my lonelyness it taking a toll yes i got a job now but thats just to keep my mind from wandering i tend to think too much and sometimes it gets to me it drags me down i just wish that i didnt have to feel lonelyness i would just once like to feel that "touch" once again
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Yo Detroit City Baltimore City Dink ain't takin no pity You're against me or you're with me Like my homeboy Owen Hart said Enough is enough and it's time for a change You best be rollin' pennies and countin' your spare change Because I'm the law in this town You best get with it or you're best gonna get beat down Cause I don't give a fuck I'm tired of liars Females, lawyers, bosses, and muff divers Takin' from me what they think they can get Well bitch Dink ain't with that shit And I don't give a fuck whether you like me or not Cause Fubar ain't ain't all I got I got the skills and I got the talent I got the gift of gab and now you know about it Cause I don't keep secrets I ain't that way I don't play with people's emotions and throw them away If you lie to me I do feel pain But I'm not just some dumbass who's gonna let you do it again I'm on to you now How does it feel You ignorant cow Do you have any idea how Much pain I'm in right now Obviously
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Accept me now my Mists Take me to a place where I can cause no pain Deny me not the entrance to my blessed Avalon. I can bear no longer the strains and burdens of human words. My light is dimming, my heart is burdened. I sacrifice of my self to give others the peace and Joy due them, To be driven once again to the Fires Pyre. Allow me now my boat, the latern, and the peace of knowing That Pure love given is the greatest gift to others I have to give. Avalon I call, I plead ~ do not deny your childe of light, your daughter of the lake. Please, please forgive me But I won’t disturb you again Maybe someday you'll look up And barely conscious you'll say to no one Isn’t something missing? You won't cry for my absence I know You forgot me long ago Am I that unimportant? Am I so insignificant? Isn't something missing? Isn't someone missing me? Even though I'm the sacrifice You won't try for me not now Though I'd
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Lord, please show me how to get her out of my head. I keep thinking about her; the truth is I’d rather be dead. I love her and miss her, but I don’t want to anymore. I can’t do it on my own; because my head is too sore. Father, I’m begging you to help me let her memory go. I learned I can love, but this pain I didn’t want to know. She was able to get over me in just one single day. So, now I ask you to help me to do the same as I pray. My exhausted mind needs to feel that sweet release. Erase her today from my life and let it bring me peace. If You can’t take this pain then I only have one request. Please take this sore shattered heart out of my chest. Amen. This is the prayer that I wrote that helped me tremendously in the past week. The best woman that I have met in recent years pushed me out of her life and I was a wreck for a few days. After I wrote this prayer I immediately felt better. It is still painful to think of her and still impossible not to, but at least
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Zipper To My Human Suit Okay, I'm not fretting over this. But I've felt it, scratching my back for a long time now. A tickle, an itchy thing I can't quite reach but feel. I found it the other day while looking at my back in the mirror. I have a patch of dry skin around what appears to be a zipper, on my back! Yes as you have suspected, Angie is not human. This explains so much. Every day I've been unzipping just a tiny bit to reveal what is underneath. It's nothing new to me. I've known that what they tell you about yourself, what you are supposed to be doing and how you should feel has never ever applied to me. I've always known I was different. I am different than anyone on this entire planet. Finally I know why. You would assume that I would have been scared or upset to find such an obsurd and simple explanation to my situation. I mean, a zipper, an actual zipper right down my back. No, I'm not upset. I'm relieved, so utterly relieved to find out that I
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I AM FREE When I came into this world I was free and without sin.And God's presence was deep within. As I went through life and chose the paths that would be they led me away from him His presence I stuffed all the deeper within.Only to call upon His power whenever I felt scared or sick and tired or that I wasn't ever going to win. Now that my life is changing and again I can see I can feel God's presence once more deep within me. God had let me choose those paths that would be so that today I could know and feel His presence and learn to live and to be me.And with God's presence...once again ­ ­ I AM FREE !!! Email for You I wake up in the morning, And can hardly wait to see If I've received a mailing, Addressed from you to me. I get my 'puter running And much to my delight, Your poems, jokes and other things Come quickly into sight. Please keep those emails coming, They are so enjoyable you see Funny things,
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As I watch the wax drip slowly from the candles side,I gently touch it and watch it dry...Like a second skin it forms on me,Not a burn,Just a little sting.I like this feeling that I have found ...But I need more to keep me aroused.I take a sharp knife and scrape off whats left ,Only to pour more and put my pain to the test.As I lay there with a quiet sigh,I let the knife fall to my inner thigh.I feel the blade scrape against my flesh...This sensation will be my test.I guide the knife deeper in my skin letting the blood flow out from within.As this liquid flows from my body and hits the cold air,I close my eyes to ponder and stare...From within my eyes I feel this slight pain,Not really hurting,It's actually quite tame.I cut once more,But deeper this time feeling the blade cut my insides.I can feel metal as I pull it out,Watching my blood really gush out.I got quite excited But then didn't care,Cause I knew I would now die right then and there.I took the pain,I did past my test... But n
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He thundered across my dreams as if on a white stead... but he needed no such horse... for his words were the bearers of his presence. He came to me as if he were a conquering King, who had every right to take as he so wished… yet when he touched my soul, my mind, my heart it was my gentle and loving First Knight. He seduced what he wished from me as if I had no will.. for truth, he quenched a thirst I long had not admitted, a need I dared not whisper aloud. Yet somehow this tower of strength and prowess saw and knew my innermost secret… and had the velvet touch of an angel that drew it from me. What now? Shall I retreat.. for surely this one who knows me as I am shall not stay for long… then where shall I be? But nay… tis true that darkness follows sunshine… and with it comes our demons to be dealt… but to deny this dream… this vision… this passion… ahhhhh, that would truly be the worst nightmare of all. So, come my First Knight… you are invited and welcomed into my dreams, my lif
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The Battle With-In The demons with-in want to keep me in that deep dark hole in my soul. I fight every day to stay alive. I struggle to stay happy and smile. Every time I think I am close to healing and filling the deep dark hole in my soul, those demons with-in pull me back in. I can’t win. I push them away and they just keep coming back for me again, and again. I cry out, lord help me! There’s no answer. He can’t hear me over the screams of pain. The demons with-in cause scars and pain to my soul. I cry out Lord Help me, somebody help me, anybody, please. The demons with-in pull me deeper into the hole of my soul. They will never release me. They won’t let me be happy. The pain, I just want to die, and be done with all the pain. Then two faint voices cry out, over all the screams of pain. They sound as if they are crying and saying. Daddy please don’t give up; keep fighting the demons with-in for us. We love you very much. So I keep battling the demons with-in. It’s an every da
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door— Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
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I'm not good enough. My attention to detail means? NOTHING Just an anoying sight that gets in your way. Everything you needed and everything that brings you down. The wind pushing, leaving you with no choice. The last breath of air. I am there when no other is. Always there. Waiting like I have no existence without you. Patient. An anxious part of us all. The bad guy. The obsolete. A loner. The emotional wreck. A dreamer with no life. The voice you wont forget............ Snake which will poison you, watching slowly waiting to eat. I'm the person who will take everything and give nothing. Make empty promises just to watch you fail, over and over again. The positive and passionate thinker that brings fear and confusion to your situation. The thief who steals your heart to destroy it all over again. I am to be good to be true. I'm the doubt that stops you from seeing. The waste of space that tries to communicate. My honour and loyalty must be fake right? The
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I wrote this one a while ago...enjoy *wicked smile* I have been dreaming of you just like this. Helpless. Wanting. Aching. My name on your lips. I consider removing the blindfold. Not yet, soon. Tenderly I caress your cheek. You need so much more. You try to kiss my hand, naughty boy. I lick across your stomach. Your sharp intake of breath lets me know how badly you want me. A playful nip on your chest… a moment sucking on your neck, marking you mine. My hands lightly tracing a line from your ankle, inside your thigh…stopping just short. Leaning forward so you smell my hair, know how close I am… my hair caresses your chest…your cock… your thighs… you shudder, moaning. I remove your blindfold and your eyes are almost my undoing… so dark with desire. I watch your face as you see what I’ve worn for you… red lace bra with front clasp… tiny matching panties that tie at the sides… perfect for removing with your teeth… and you know that’s exactly why I chose them. You start t
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Sometimes it feels as if your in a black hole, just falling and crying with no one there to hear you. Then there is always someone who you can rely on. They will be there to lift you up high when your down low,they make you laugh and smile. they make you feel like you belong again. They make your inside as warm as the sun on a nice day. They make all bad things good. Sometimes your that person for someone else, sometime people rely on you to lift them up when they are low. Sometimes they look to you for a smile or laugh. Someone always has someone else to lift them up when they are low or to make them smile or for a good laugh. There is always someone else.
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A GiftAn earthquake rattles my heart to the core.  A tiny hand was placed in mind.  I knew forever my life would never be the same.  Those innocent fingers wrap around mine.  My heart has finally discovered love in all it’s intricacies.  A fragile body lies before me.  Big blue eyes look up to me.  Almost every breath he takes is depending on my love for him.There’s a moment as the tears fall down my face, hitting the leg of this precious life when you realize that nothing will ever separate me from the love of my child.With my love and nurturing heart he begins to crawl, begins to walk, begins to talk.  With a joyful heart I cheer him on, letting him know just how magical every step and every word truly is.My heart soars to heaven as the word da da comes out of those tiny lips.  But another word was spoken, not by him, but by friends, family and doctors.  I felt the rumbles of the earthquake off in the distance.  A warning of what was to come.  I overlooked the ocean, aski
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SALVAGE As the morning sunlight streamed in through the barred window, the prisoner got up from his sleeping place on the floor. He wondered what misfortune today would bring. He was an ugly young man, but his time in incarceration had aged him quickly. Despite that he carried himself with a poise and dignity few could muster. He couldn't even remember his life outside and when exactly he found himself inside. A large cockroach scuttled across the floor and stopped immediately in front of him, hissing. One of the many other denizens of this dank and horrid place. The prisoner backed away against the wall, more out of dismay and disgust than fear. The guard walked past. He was a large muscular man with a shaven head and covered in tattoos. As part of his equipment he carried a heavy truncheon. He was obviously amused at the situation he saw. "Scared of a fucking cockroach, huh?" He took his keys off his belt, opened the cell door and marched inside, crushing the cockroach under his
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"sexy thang" (bottom to top) sexy thang: really u kinda look like a fat ass skanky ass slut.. you look like a dick with ears bitch ->sexy thang: you kinda look like him sexy thang: whos ozzy smartass? I have just talked to someone, and he reopened my eyes on who I am. I was starting to forget. Basically, I don't think the world, or anyone else, needs someone like me. I think about it all the time, like a cancer growing inside my head. I AM the cancer; I manage to fuck up everything I can possibly put my hands on...kinda like King Midas that turned everything into gold...only vice versa...I turn everything into shit, or mold, or god knows what... I've made peace with it for a while, but year after year it gets harder and harder to make excuses for myself and not jump into the abyss. Having enemies sucks-but not as bad as having yourself as one. You have to see that person every day in the mirror,you hear what goes on inside her head, you feel what she feels
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BDSM VISUAL POETRY GODDESS DOGTAG LADYTK A Sadistic laugh A Slap A painful cry A tickle A wanton moan Wrists tied above your head Feet spread wide apart Sharp nails digging into soft flesh Teethe sinking into a meaty thigh Hot breathe on the nape of your neck A stinging smack on a supple ass A Sadistic laugh A Slap A painful cry A tickle A wanton moan The sting of My cane The swoosh of My paddle Whispering demands in your ear A wanton moan A slap A pain filled cry A sadistic laugh Handful of hair The feel of a sharp knife running across your skin Nipples in clamps A flogger across your back And then….. you fall to the floor in bliss… Be Silent!!! Be silent! Be silent and listen Listen to the Mother Listen as she tells you of her love, As she tells you of her pain Listen as she tells you of her struggle. The struggle to give you what you think you need. Be silent! Be silent and watch Watch the Mother Watch as
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so much pain she has from her past, so much pain that will probably last, so many things from her life that precluded the man im trying to be. so much damage there is to repair but its just not up to me. so in my blindness i was a reminder of how she use to live when the only thing i had was good intent to give. i hurt her and scared her and she pulled away because my desire to help with the best of intent was to much like a place she didnt want to stay. i am me and could never be him but good intent is no substitution for a pain that wont subside. so as i sit here in more pain than she knows, her past might very well kill me but my love for her still grows and grows. and I am More Sorry for hurting her, than she could ever hope to know. I Love You Baby Boo. I hope you can forgive me. if i was smart id just start off rambling because nothing i say seams to do you justice. I Love you ....doesnt fully encompass even half of what i feel, I Want You doesnt come clo
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He doesnt have your eyes I knowCause when I look at him I cant seeThose certain gorgeous baby bluesI want to see look back at meHe doesnt have your eyes you seeThis man just isnt youThat ship has long since sailed I guessTheres nothing left to doHe doesnt have your laugh I knowI remember perfectly the soundThe way that laugh washed over meAnd how one grin knocked me to the groundHe doesnt have your laugh you seeThis man just isnt youThe way we were is in the pastAnd before me my future loomsHe doesnt have your touch I knowI remember every single oneThe way you used to hold me closeOur bodies melded tightly as oneHe doesnt have your touch you seeThis man just isnt youI wish this all would just go awayAnd these feelings I could subdueHe doesnt have your kiss I knowIt just doesnt feel the sameWhen he puts his lips to mineI try hard not to cry out your nameHe doesnt have your kiss you seeThis man just isnt youHis kiss doesnt make my knees go weakLike only yours could doHe doesnt have your
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I dream of holding you I dream of feeling your face I dream of kissing your lips I dream of us never being apart Looking in your eyes, i see beauty you are inside We might be far apart, our hearts will always be together as one i feel helpless. i want to be there. you just push me away. open yourself up. never doubt. i give myself to you. you always hesitate. you always let everything burn down. i feel helpless. there is a big empty space between us. i try to close the gap. you always go farther away. i feel like im getting nowhere. i feel like im reaching the end. i gave it all. i feel my world is going down. i feel very helpless. everything is clear now. i break down. i let my future guide me. my life is a book. my story is written for me. i just let it go. and let it guide me im dying , im breathing, this life is going fast. will my journey starts. will i make it home. which path should i choose? when my times starts, i cant refuse my fate. do you look at the stars? do you wish
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I fear I dream I scream I see the faces of those that race to rush me to my demise. They are gonna get me or will I escape this time? I can fight I am brave I bleed Protective of the ones I love and hold dear. We are in this together, my brothers & I. Trained for this battleground with experience alone. On the peaceful nights, I look up to the sky seeking an answer or a sign. Is God out there? Watching over me... us? The battle starts again suddenly. Defenses up & we are ready. We are growing Learning as we go Together we survive. Each day is new with lessons learned. Life Death We respect and fear Life for the unknowns in it Death for its permanency. We are told there is peace in death, but is there? I am a soldier on a different battleground. No, I didn't volunteer for this. Never asked or wanted it. We fight a different battle with the same message. I would trade battlefields in an instant. To experience this all for a purpose.
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Blow Job Revenge A woman and her boyfriend are out having a few drinks. While they're sitting there having a good time together, she starts talking about this really great new drink. The more she talks about it, the more excited she gets, and starts trying to talk her boyfriend into having one. After a while he gives in and lets her order the drink for him.The bartender brings the drink and puts the following items on the bar: A salt shaker, a shot of Baileys, and a shot of lime juice. The boyfriend looks at the items quizzically and the woman explains. "First you put a bit of the salt on your tongue, next you drink the shot of Baileys and hold it in your mouth, and finally you drink the lime juice. " So, the boyfriend, trying to go along and please her, goes for it. He puts the salt on his tongue... salty but OK. He drinks the shot of Baileys... smooth, rich, cool, very pleasant. He thinks... this is OK. Finally he picks up t
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Tonight I finally met up with XEEPOOOO :) Vince, and her and I hung out at a bar about an hour from my house. She is fun as hell, and it was a great night of fun and abuse on Vicne's part... We got back and about 2 somethin am, and now I am at Vinces, layin on his bed with his laptop, sabotaging his Fu page and watchin SP. Yay! The snow kept falling and falling. Large, shapeless snowflakes were slowly and steadily making their way to the ground, creating a see-through curtain and covering everything with a sheet of virginal white monochrome. The cold winter sky was blending in at the horizon with a sea of whiteness while looming over the land in a solid layer of metallic gray, completely void of impurities and discolorations, and preventing any futile attempts of sunlight to get through. The trees, which just a day ago were desperately extending their bare skeletal limbs to the sky in a silent plea for vital sunlight, were now comfortably hidden beneath
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Looking out the window, they had pulled up in front of a very tall building. She saw the two men get out of the car ahead of them and drag a still unconscious Michael out of the car. The car door opened and with Jackal close behind her. They emerged from the car as well. She felt a nudge on her back to get her moving forward. Endora fell into step behind Michael and the bodyguards. The group entered the building, crossed the foyer to the elevators. When the doors opened, they all stepped inside the lift. Jackal hit the button for the top floor. The door closed and they were on the move upward. Endora looked over at Michael but he was still oblivious to his surroundings. Biting the inside of her cheek to keep from crying, she lifted her chin and tried to pretend to be brave. When they reached their desired floor. The doors opened and everyone filed out, walked down the hall to a door with a sign next to it saying: Roof Top Access. Jackal opened the door, and pushed
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Make on Snapvine the widow closes her eyes as black as twilight its self and with a subtle smiling grace rebirths haunting memories black and white photographic thoughts resurrection of a life once lost slipping through all the incansistancies into the cold steel eventide one is not able to whiteness thy grace and i am but nocturnal sinue extending beyond sight and salvation the phoenix risen will burn thy hands laylia i am lost and taken by the night that covers me lately ive seen your ghost slowly in your essence ebony leaves believe that im the fire waiting for an autumn wind to rise i am not afraid to die are you afraid of being alive.... this wicked heart takes its toll on the body i have become a seems proper in light of it all will i bleed out and fade away will i make myself the victim of my own recurring fate can one die and rise like the phoenix of myth time passes,hints catch my eye like gold flecks on the edges of a well woven tapestry..
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True Friendship What is a true friend? A true friend is defined as follows: A True Friend is there with you when times are bad. A True Friend is there when life is good. A True Friend will stand beside you and fight together till the end. A True Friend is someone who would never leave you when someone calls you names. A True Friend will laugh at your jokes and cry with you when your sad. What does it all mean? A TRUE FRIEND IS SOMEONE YOU CARE ABOUT TO THE END OF TIME!!! Poem by J. Russell
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She walks toward the lake it’s a chilled night the air blowing throw her long dark hair cooling her warm skin her mind wondering back to the time he ones held her in his arms telling her of his love and only death could keep them apart. She so long for that night ones again to touch him feel his touch upon her body but knowing to never touch him again makes her ache deep inside she long for the passion night they ones shared the kisses that taste like fine wine. Only if she could ones again tell him how much she loved him and not let one word be unsaid between them how she would show her true self and not fear her deep feelings for him she stands here now facings the lake wondering if he can ones again read her thought just hoping this was only a dream she was having she wraps her arms tight around her to ward off the chill of the night knowing she held him for the very last time eight months ago. He is gone from her now only she has is her thoughts of him how he used to feel how h
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Mother's Love Our best friend in our youth Our Caregiver...when we are sick. Care without limits, Mother is love. A friend with no bounds Our childhood protector. Always aware of our trouble Before we utter a word. She knows our fears with but a glance For they are her own. How beautiful that name... Mother. Comfort in tangible form We belong to her Just as she is always a part of us Half of that which we call a heart. Her love unconditional Her strength unwavering Her kiss tucks us in at night, As her touch eases our fears. Her strength flows within our veins.. The strength of our mother's love. How Beauty? Will I be able to look into those eyes? and not find myself falling deep within. Will i be able to see your smile and not avert my own eyes? so that you don't notice my blush at those perfect lips. Will i be able to hug you without spending forever breathing you in? till i am enveloped by the fragrance that is you.
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Her: I struck a match, lit the candleShadows showed me my loveWarm, waiting, smilingI paused to absorbFeelings of love flooded meOverwhelmed my meager nervesFrozen in the spark in your eye,bird to your snake I stood.Then, bidden, I moved to youHim:The darkness was swept asideas you flickered in matchlightthe flare subsided, to candle glowmy breath with it.Matchlight flared, I gasped aloudyour beauty shone in the glareCandle-glow shadows on your skinmy breath deepened in the warmth of it. Exclusionby john p reedI am wearied by hearingthat my friends doing thingswithout me talk abouthow they really missall the things we used to dohow they really wishwe could be together morehow they really wantto be more with mehow they really do liketo be around me.What you don't remember isthat you do exclude meinconsiderately, by not rememberinghow you really missall the things we used to dohow you really wishthat we could be together morehow you really wantto be more with mehow you really do liketo
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My Writing
Many don't know this side of me, but before I became a manager I wrote poems nearly every day, but of course things happened and I don't write as frequently as I used to. Therefore, I decided to use this blog on here and as well to see what people think of it. Like you, I have no idea how the response will be like, but hopefully it'll be positive. All I ask is if you don't like it, then comment constructively. As of May 26, 2009, I have a combined 431 poems. I'll kick this off with a poem that a got a small award for on At its peak it was rated 4.5 out of 5 stars on, it's called "Tranquility". I love to touch your face, Your skin, your lips, your mind And I can hold your tears, Your doubt, your sorrow, your fears, I’m saying this, because I want to hold you near. I wish I could have your taste, On my lips, my mind, my soul. When we kiss, it will stay in my mind, Today, tomorrow, for all time.
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Stepping Back Alone you stand at the edge looking down, all you see is bleakness and no end in sight You think about your life and know you have to choose Do you dare take that step forward? End it all as it is, or do you walk away find hope amongst the gray You might want to take that deadly step might think that it is for the best A soul beaten down broken hearted alone in the crowd I reach for you and pull you back hold you close and show you that at least one person does care A heart to mend a soul to heal Search deep within and you will see that endless fall
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I always wondered what he looked like up close and personal. To see those blue mesmerizing eyes that almost look white staring back at me. To run my hands through that long black hair that seems like stands of silk. His creamy white flesh so soft and muscular under my finger tips. He is so erotic just standing there motionless and his movement so fluent like skating on ice. I close my eyes and picture his fingers trailing my cheek and lips. I can almost feel his lips on mine as he leans in to taste me. How I long to feel those fangs brush against my wet skin and to hold him close as he takes my blood into him. I sense him watching me, as i watch him. Is it all a dream? or a fantasy? Could it be real? One will never know unless they come face to face with their own vampire.
My Writings That I Wrote
 Looking through a life like window, I only see what I mostly desire; to kiss the tender lips of an angel. Holding onto the urge of kissing the screen of my computer, I hold everything inside even I love you's and how much I care.  Those arms are so strong and muscular that I want to be held by them, to rub my hands up and down the smooth bumbs that the muscles make. Holding the urge to grab the screen to hug, I can only dream of the day to be in those arms. Dreaming of kissing those tender lips, you are my angel.  Those tender loving eyes that hold hope of the day I appear in front of him, those very eyes I see trying to look in my eyes to see what I mostly want. Those eyes that make everything bad go away, when something happens.  How those angel eyes say, " I love you, with everythinng I can offer." Those very eyes that I want to look deep into, so I know that he is wanting me there more then he shows. Holding the urge to get really close to the screen, I want so badly to stare d
My Writing Blog
OK, this is my first post here. Just to say that I love reading, writing, throwing the occasional tantrum, dancing and leaping tall buildings. I have a writing and copywriting blog, and some copywriting videos. There you go. Now you know everything! :)
My Writings
"Where are we going?" Tammie asked as they turned down the dirt road. "Alittle patience Tammie," Larry chuckled as he looked over at the redhead beside him, "and you will see soon enough."  Tammie pouted alittle but sat back in her seat and looked at the landscape thru the window. Uneasiness started setting in as the woods grew thicker around them and she looked over at her boyfriend. Larry merely smiled and reached over and ran a hand up her thigh. Soon their destination came into sight and if anything her uneasiness grew.  "What are we doing here?" she asked with a wary look in her eye, as she read the sign in front of them.  Welcome to Milestown, we hope you enjoy your stay, is what the sign read and it was easy to see that this small town was clearly deserted.  "YOU BROUGHT ME TO A DESERTED TOWN???" Tammie screamed at Larry.  The man visibly flinched, but recovered quickly as he explained that it was not the town that he brought her to see but a certain building. Tammie sat up
My Writing
 Rising from the shadows, a beautiful emododiment formed from the perfection of the Creator's hand. Setting my eyes on it i have become entranced with a passion burning from within that must rest as a deep dark secrete never to be spoken of again.with every passing day my mind ,body and spirit are held hostage among my own deepest desires to endulge in a temptation of furious passion.In his voice I feel a sense of strength and power that motivates submission of my being to the deepest part of my soul. a breeze trickles Gentely over my peachy skin  giving me a longing to caress every curvature of his seemingly fawless stature.In a glance of his eyes i have seen my own reflection like a canvas of human desires painted upon a wall for display.a consuming fire of lust burns in me as i wait for the quenching of  this sickining eternal desire to be put to rest. seeking desperately for one wish, that the barrier would fall away from us. I have discovered my attraction to him is more than infa
My Writings
APOLOGY by ADAM JOHNSONthrough the mountainsacross the seaeven the boundless forestswouldnt keep you from mebut i must departso i leave this for youan apology from my heartso that you might remember methe things ive doneand places ive seenmy attentionwas givenso few and far betweennow i realize my faultsa little latei can only hopeneglect doesnt lead to hatei dont know when i'll see you againtheres only one thing left to doplease forgive mei still love you WAIT FOR ME by ADAM JOHNSONwhere is my one true love?is she out there as lost and lonely as i?could she be with another... leaving me to be alone for eternity!?if you are truly out there and searching for me as i am for you....hear me now, feel me in your heart, see me in your i convey this simple message"wait for me"no matter the distance to travel, no matter how long it takes, one day we will find each i say once again, "wait for me"if you just have the patience... we will be together one day.dont ignore t
My Writtings
Stronger Then the Grave       Love is stronger then death It is like a seal over ones heart Love is stronger then death it is as unyielding As the grave. No jealousy can turn it away. Love burns like a blazing fire Just like a mighty flame No water can quench it Not even a river can wash it away No floods can drowned it.   But I grow weary for my lover to see Every night I flood my bed with tears I drench it so with my longing My eyes waste away because of my grief I grow weak because my lover is not near When will this loneliness end I ask myself For I know love is stronger then the grave.  Waiting   Waiting for the storm to pass; As it blows threw my heart.   It tosses and turns hurting my very soul; Never ending always churning.   Ripping at my being; Crashing into my heart.   I wait for it to stop; When will the winds die and I find my soul at peace.  
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not really;   rate the hubby, basteds! ;p   Jizzmeister Slimz@ fubar Who ARE all those losers that scream "wut up wut ya up to?"   I add everyone, without even lookin, since...I am too lazy to check ppl out n read their shit.So they just accumulate themselves on mah page. But, seriously, some are just palin annoying and retarded. I am thinkin to get a netbook (12" one) (do NOT insert penis references here, assholes) so I can take it with me to Russia and use it while traveling.   ANd I have NO idea what to get. HALP??!
My Writings.
Will you be there with me until the very endWill you be my soulmate, my lover my friendWill you stand beside me In good times and badWill you hold me & comfort me in happy and sad.Will you promise to love me, not break my heartWill you promise not lies, a fresh clean start.Will you promise to hold me, kiss me each dayWill you say "I love you" and mean it alwaysWhen its time to leave me, your time to move onWill you tell me goodbye, my friend, my love I'm gone.
My Writings
Dark and empty,  Vast and open. I stand alone. I made this place, Perfect as it is, Not for me, but for you. A place the world can not see, A place we can hide. I found a place where we can be together without a care, Without the world to make us drown. Here we can be one, Never to be lost, Never to be found. Locked in loves eternal embrace, Never to make a sound. Lesson 1:A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour.Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?''It was Bob the next door neighbour,' she
My Writings
Broken Misery grabs me, by the throattry to breath, but still I chokeDepression cuts me like a knifeplagued by thoughts, to end my lifeLoad the clip, then fill the chamberhollow points, to ease my angerPut the barrel, against my headpaint the walls of my room redGrey matter, splattered from floor to ceilingbut the pain, I'm no longer feelingall I've loved, will now be lostwas my life, well worth the costBroken shell, of a manEnd my days, with my own handSpill my blood, and watch it runA lifless corpse I have becomeSelfish thoughts, control my grievingease my mind, this hell I'm leavingeternity, spent in purgatoryclose this chapter, of my life storyNot rembered, nor forgottenas my body lies there rottingfamily grieving, for their fallen sonyet noone stopped me as I grabbed the gunCries for help, left unanswerednow that I'm gone, they loved this bastard Opportunities arise, open youreyes don't decline.Open the door.What's right for you may not bewhat's right for me.Ultimatums sh
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Admiration by Michael The hunger lingers for that moment in time Longing for those whispers of gentleness Never to know her to only a dream Anticipation for her words of kindness Trusting her with all your soul Knowing nothing but only her heart Faith in her to catch me when I fall Standing there with a smile of virtue The reverie of her never will I touch Thankful to the knowledge that she shares I am humbled by warmth from her eyes To awake anew to a life full of love You and I by Michael How I miss the softness of your voice Sweetness of you kisses The gentle touch of your hands The evanescent smell of your scent Tender warmth of your skin And how you held me in your eyes Wishing I could have it once again Like the night we held each other Close as we were not too long ago How I miss that night you was there Holding me so close in your arms Hearing the sound of your sigh Surprised and thankful that you came back That one night care free and happy For that
My Writings
To Whom It May ConcernThis may be the last thingYou wanted to learnBut I'm tired of the painTired of the fightingSick of everyone takingBut no one compromisesI fought the best that I couldI gave it my allBut you just all sat thereAnd watched me fallAll the sleepless nightsSpent aloneYou left me behindIn a broken homeI never wanted all thisToo much on my plateThis razorblade against my skinHas sealed my fateI'm too far gone nowIt's far too lateYou had your chanceYou showed you didn't careSo now you can deal with lifeWithout me thereI hope the words are hard to findAnd make you feel ashamedBecause once the truth is outYou won't forget my nameSo save your tearsPlease don't cryI wanted it to end this wayI wanted to dieThis letterThe last thing I ever wroteI hope somebody finds thisMy suicide note. Sick and tiredWe've all been there beforeYou try to just shake it offBut it only hurts moreI'm trying my bestBut nothing seems to work outJust because I have a smileDoesn't mean I don't have doub
My Writing
I look at her everyday and I am reminded Of everything you have done It isn't her fault that you are who you are But yet for some reason you don't want her.   She is so beautiful why wouldn't you want her I tried to convince you that she is yours But now I am done trying so now I say no she isn't yours she is mine.   You don't deserve someone so pure and beautiful SO you have lost her forever and you have lost me I can't deal with the pain of knowing what you have done You lost the best thing you ever had and I don't mean me.   You have done so many things in your life And the only good thing you lost forever So know now that you did this to yourself And no there is no more chance of getting it back.                                                       I AM DONE AND I HAVE LEARNED JUST WHO YOU ARE. I watch as you go day to day And I see the struggles you go through But yet your always there To offer whenever we need someone.   People say that change is good B
My Writigs
5 seconds later he was announce dead.....dead with his heart opened was empty inside......they wonder why.....he was heartbroken with no feelings inside........he always show love to everyone he meets.......but those same people......whoever they may be........thought it was ok to use pretend to be real.......but really they thought that he wouldn't do anything to them......til he snap.......when he came to his senses.......he realize that he killed everybody that he loved..........even if their love was fake......he had nothing to live he died.....showing everybody what it was like to be him......Be care who pretend to be friends with or this might happen to you. I wish I could be like bob marley and just smoke my troubles away but since we are not the same and ima martian, I know everything is going to be alright so I just take off my shoes and relax my feet and just lean back and tey to do some writing. But I can't come up with anything I got writer
My Writing
happiness. The night falls, with a whisper, like every night before, but through it she feels. Something that reminds her of, blurred edges, a burnt paper smell, and something like a kiss. It bring with it a light, a fire in the dark. A blinding chaos, she welcomes with fear, before it consumes her. I watched my world burn to the ground to the beating of a broken heart. I watched the flames take down all i loved, or would ever love, and leave nothing but ashes. I looked down and seen the matches in my own hands. what have I done? I tried to paint you once In shades of summer, bright blues, and frosted orange. But it always turned to shadow ridden decay. I tried to paint you in sun shades of yellow, illuminated whites, bright pure splashes. but the color would run from the brush, and putrefy. Not wanting to admit defeat, I painted you in the ridiculous. green, pink, purple haze, mocking myself with color. But even in these, the humor of it failed. I tried to paint you
My Writing And Stuff
As many of you know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  But as so few of you know, I tragically lost my own mother to the disease in February of this year.  I would like to help raise awareness not just for women but for MEN too.   See, every 3 minutes, a WOMAN is diagnosed with this horrible disease, and every 13 minutes a woman DIES because of it.  But what you DON'T know, is that an expected 1,500 MEN will be diagnosed with breast cancer this year and sadly, 400 will DIE from this horrible disease.   We need to FIGHT BACK!!!!     So please, if you care enough to support this cause with me, join the fight by turning your profile picture PINK or just put a PINK ribbon up on it, to show all that you DO in fact care and want to support the cause.   You will never know just how much this means to myself and oh so many others faced with this battle.  Please show us that we are NOT alone??   To those of you who already have shown your support, a big HUG and an even bigger
My Writings
Bombardment "The world is inhabited by Man. Other races, monsters and such are mythology and legend. Your characters have been drawn together by a common attribute - the ability to see what others cannot. In your early teens, you could see things that others could not - things from legend and myth. These things have caused great embarrassment for your parents, and the local populace has labeled you all as crazy, some even calling you possessed. Your ability to control your sight has slowly grown. Now that you have reached maturity, your ability can be turned on/off at will. However, it is not always effective. You are hoping that with time and practice that you'll be able to make it a little more reliable. One thing that you can see 100% of the time is your true self and those of your friends. Some of you have even realized, through your recent enlightenment, the power to use magic. The town had always thought the group was strange, but the turning point was when you began to appe
My Writing.
Dark, Demented, Devious, Depression, Disillusion. Look into my eyes and tell me what you see. Can you see behind the eyes into my soul? Can you see the chaotic glint that entwines my being with reality. The thoughts race around my head. People, emotions, actions. Irrational people who lack control over their own being. Pain and emotions are controllable. They are easy to reign in and pull back, feeling nothing but the numbness that creeps into my soul. Cryptic thoughts flow through my brain like a tornado, ripping away self confidence and replacing it with a new self identity which is barely contained. Kiss me gently. Hold me tight. I am yours for the moment. You have my being but my soul is locked away. No one is allowed full control. Kiss me. Breathe into me as we kiss. Fill my soul with the passion you feel. Hope makes me long for the feeling again, the disillusioned longing to feel something beside the chaos. Innocence seems like a far off imaginary ideal, one which vanishes int
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My Writing
Hands trembling,Knees are so week.Eyes unfocused, only seeing one object.The razor.So shiny,So sharp.Ready to inflict pain,Starving for skin to tear.My flesh fights conviction,Straining to block out what my Savior has to say."No, don’t. I’m here. No need to feel pain."Voice cracking,Tears choking me.I can taste the salty gems that flow freely.My heart pounds like a bass,My lungs struggle to breathe.My stomach flips,Sweat pours down.And I can’t help but imagine the blood,Formed in a straight line,Dripping inch by inch down my arm.And I feel I’ll be free.But the beating of my heart gets faster,Harder.And I fall to the floor,Still holding onto what destroys me most.I scream,"No, it makes me stronger!"But I know who is truly stronger than the pain.I feel myself wanting to giving up,As I gasp from cries of anguish.But I let Him hold me as I drop the razor.I put my cheek against the cold floor,And let my tears form a puddle beside me.I pull up my sleeve and whisper,"I
My Writings
When one is said to love,Do they truely know the meaning of the word?Or are they simply claiming it?Some know love, pure and happy, sweet and divine.I know this word they call love.For it burns in my heart, it cultivates in my every action.I yearn for love's touch, I crave love's attentionMy love is my own, now and forevermore.Days pass, weeks pass, yet still I press on,I press on towards the happiness that I know in my heartIs right in front of me, closer day by dayIt is this light, this happiness, that keeps me upright,That keeps me strong, strong for my love, for all eternity.I will not let go, I will not falter, I will not fail.This my vow, this is my promise, and on my life, I will not fail.         As the sun made its way down over the horizon, he gazed out upon the landscape, the countryside was breath-taking in all of its humble grace. He ran his hands through his dark brown hair, pondering what this night would bring him, his mind and heart straying to thoughts of the woman he
My Writings
  As I walk through the forest nothing looks familiar, it is all the same. same trees, same rocks, same shrubs. I hear giggling, or am I going mad? I don't know how long it has been. I eat Berries and drink from streams. Little by little I feel my thoughts leaving rationality. scent, danger, gunpowder, how do I know what is it? I don't know runrunrun, safe am I? what is that? something, big must get away? no they are all around. no escape, bite!claw!hit!kick!scream! NO!!hurthurtletgopainneedle?howdoIknow?whereamI?lostagain? Without her he is lost nothing is important anymore. He can find no purpose, he is not himself. When the razor cuts he feels no pain, he just thinks of her, and lets the blood run down his fingertips. His world has revolved around the thought of her, the words she writes, the messages she leaves. But then it stops he hears nothing for days, then weeks he has become nothing more than a shell going from day to day on a sort of auto pilot. Never looking up at the peopl
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You've been gone for so long yet there's still a hole in my heart from the moment you walked away and tore it all apart It's been a month since you left and I still want to eat the bullet you took my mind and psyche and damaged what was left of it I've now lost whatever sanity I had left from all that you've done now I look everyone in the face and I never see any traits of trust I wake up everyday, walking around with a storm cloud around my headI go to bed by myself every night, close my eyes and wished I was dead You've been gone for so long yet there's still a hole in my heart from the moment you walked away and tore it all apart It's a springtime night and it's been six months since you left I'm wide awake, wondering, as he's lying next to me in bed I look at him, I can't get any closer because I just see your face I grab my coat and then I leave hoping I don't give him any pain I can't look him in the eye I wish there was a way I can stop it because he tells me I'm so beautiful b
My Writings
How can you call it love?? You walked away so easily Like i was never there How can you hurt me like this??   I did nothing but love you You in turn went and broke my heart I thought you were differant Guess i was wrong.   Now here I sit in tears  Listening to memories Songs you said were ours Wow how that hurts.   Why did you do it?? That is all i want to know But do you answer No you just block me out.   You would rather act like i was never there Than to face up and tell me its over  So I have made the decission on myy own I cant wait anymore I have to move on.   Its gonna tear me apart but i have no choice i have to live life So if you suddenly decide you want me back Its to late you made ur choice. So goodbye nad good luck.                                                        How Can You Have Moved On Already??         I have tried to move on but I can't I am not ready to right now But I see you are HOW?? That is all I want to know It hasn't
My Writing
I stand out there in the rain It caresses my face and sooths my wounds The wind dances around me as I do not move Drenched and cold but unafraid   I wander through the thickened wood Haphazard branches scratch my legs The sound of the earth surrounds me Parched and rough but unruffled   I sit on the top of the cliff Waves crashing against the walls and spray The heat and salt mix and sting my eyes Hot and worn but unwavering   I crawl across the desert floor Ground rubbing against my chest The friction causes my skin to break Dry and tattered but unrelenting   I jump into the glistening lake Water engulfing and stealing my breath The chill of the liquid goes right through me Submerged and pressured but surfacing          
My Writing
You center your anger and point it at me You load your hatred and pull the trigger It'll destroy you in the end you'll see Empty your rage and drop it in your holster You went for the throat to leave me bleed out Can you see the harm you caused yourself All you gave me was your doubt I'll be stronger on my own by myself.
My Writings
                                                                               I Believe Again   Trust, a word that doesn't have meaning to many people Honor, a word that many have no clue what it means Faith, a word that I have no perception of anymore Love, a word that is just that to many people.   You have helped me believe that I may be able to believe in these words again All I know is before you came along I was not me I didn't know who I was or what to do to find out who I was Then you came along.   You the one who can make me laugh at the drop of a hat  No matter how I am feeling you make me feel better I can't wait to talk to you everyday I can't wait to see you now.   I think I am in love with you I just have to make sure before I say it But when I think about you all can do is smile like I have some great secret I can only hope you feel the same way You say your gettin there so get there already....   Life is funny and I know that if it weren't for you
My Writings
As i lay beneath the mighty walnut tree my skin warmed by the sun and kissed by the wind,i think to myself my dark lord how i wish it were ur kiss apon my warm and wanton skin.   As the light of the predawn shines through the window i look to u but can only smile like a fool over the night we have spent together with much pleasure and pain tortures and raptures and exstacy i look to u and think ohhhhh my sweet dark lord the many ways that i love u. As i lay here cryin drifting in and out of my slumber i hear the words to a familar song repeating in my head and cant help but sing them quietly, I TEAR MYSELF OPEN I SEW MYSELF SHUT MY WEAKNESS IS THAT I CARE TOO MUCH THE SCARS REMIND US THAT THE PAST IS REAL I TEAR MY HEART OPEN JUST TO FEEL and i wonder where are u my lord my darkangel in the night???? laying in the darkness i wake to look for u and find u gone i rise from my bed to look for u as i search i find u know where , i think to myself my love where are u??? why have u gone
My Writings/poems
My Writings
"Lost In My Thoughts"by Double PMazed thoughts of Pondered QuotesSit on my brain as I rumble through jumbled notesTrying to find where the love was lost vanishing with no tracePains sheltered by a smile upon my faceDisguising what no one knows deep down insideJust staying with the flow along for the rideJesters of a Laugh creep through a somber gloomWhat use to be a beautiful red heart no longer bloomsLost in my thoughts that keeps me consumedTore between what use to be and now what turns out to be my doomHateful feelings of a love that was never ment to beThought i was special but now I know that will never beBe it as it may i have come to the realization that my time will never comeMad at myself beating myself down how could I be so dumb Dumb Dumb DumbThese thoughts need to leave my soul alone please go homeBut my home is there home what use to be a reminisce of what use to be my domeOneday soon I will have back what the once called a clear mind
My Writings
Beautiful. Hot. Sexy. Gorgeous. She doesnt think so. Just a girl. A girl like every other. A girl who feels more comfortable in jeans, t shirt and a ball cap. A girl more at home workin cattle than dodging people in a mall. A girl who loves the wide open spaces of the Nebraska Sandhills and feels confined in the big city. A girl who would rather fall asleep listening to the coyotes howl and the crickets chirp than to hear a train whistle and cars honk. A farmers daughter. A girl who would rather be behind the wheel of a tractor than the wheel of a car. A girl not afraid of hard work and getting dirty. A girl just like any other. Im just a girl. The day has come for him to go. He holds her tight as tears stream down her face and says, "This isnt goodbye...This is i will see you see you soon and be home before you know it..." He kisses her forehead, her cheek, and as he kisses her lips and holds her tight. She grasps his hand as he releases her from his arms. Not wanting
My Writings
(Scene 1)... Cool breeze's waft about illuminating goosebumpstaking my energized soul to the place of true loves... a field... near an orchard filled with apple blossomsas a grainery without machinery,we work together as God's sonsmaking a way as sowers of new life among fields of thievesRustling and popping at the step of the Master among the sheavesunderfoot?! yes, i am, for i was borne out of seed in a tilled soila coarse supplement reaped,then placed in bags made by the loyalClosed in... taken away to a building where we're milledMixed in with the foreign elements to feed and help build...(scene 2)...Blue eyes of exceptional beauty,alight on my rose-flushed cheeksMelting me into a mumbling,blubbering wreck like "some freaks"cause what comes out your mouth is like silk to rough hewn handsEnveloping me in the ethereal grip of these lust filled plansfeeding each other through our carnal needs and bread of fallen angelsbecause for now i'm sandwiched between you and common fablesthe tas
My Writings
can you feel the rage can you feel the anger it dwells in all of us igniting a wild fire that burns thru your veins consuming your soul threatening to burst  at the slightest irritant the simplest spark like a drum goin off in your head feeding fuel to the fire the feeling of no longer being able to control your body or emotions as your vision flashes between red and black and you cant seem to control the words blazing out your mouth in an uncontrollable frenzy  fist clenching  nails digging into your palms you know its coming  but you dont have the willpower to stop from lashing out  the fire eventually destroying your soul peace by peace with each spark can you feel the fire  can you feel the spark   the dreams the anger the passion and the shadow of death all intertwined in one broken corpse it walks around looking the same as it always has  but on the inside theres nothing left all it does is keep walking from dawn to dusk go ahead look into its
My Writings
Do I even make you happy? Do I even still have your heart? Are you even happy with me?   These are things I need to know. I can't sit here holding on. When there is nothing to even hold on to. No prayers, No happiness. Just an over abundance of sadness.   Bicker and argue. Day and night. Why Do I even bother staying? Why Do I even bother caring?   You don't seem to care.... So the best thing for me.... Is to start acting the same.   You don't like it... I don't care. You didn't have any thoughts... When you were doing it to me.
My Writings On The Wall
Well Im pretty new to this site.. and so far its been pretty pleasant.. i've been able to meet some amazing ppl, and have been shared with others interests.  :) I myself am writing in the blog because i love to journal and i have a passion for writing as well :) Please let me know what you think :D You have nothing. We will make you whole. Put away your keys; they won’t protect you. This parking lot is dark for one reason and one reason only. Listen: our hands will light everything up. Didn’t you know? Your body always comes with strings attached. We’re here to take advantage of them. Give me a kiss. Come on, use some tongue. Get us warmed up. I will pull you out of your skin like an anchor. Why the heavy heart? You knew this was guaranteed. It’s all part of the insurance policy that a woman is born with. Be still. Be quiet enough that we can hear the cicadas rubbing against one another, and we won’t have to cover your mouth. You’re struggli
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My Writings
Meeting you was written in the stars effortlessly you became a friend to me falling in love with you was something not for seen after just a short while you simply broke my heart by saying those simple words tearing my entire world apart so, "I hope you cry every time you think of me cry when you think of how we used to be When you think of how I do truly love you I hope you cry" Don't forget about metoo soon in your daysjust keep thinking of mein so many ways  Know that I am still very much in love with you and as long as I'm gone I want you to be as blue "I hope you cry every time you think of me cry when you think of how we used to be When you think of how I do truly love you I hope you cry" I look into your eyes As if I am looking at my forever The thought of losing you Made my breathing so much heavier   In this moment everything stops Nothing else matters as much As holding you in my arms And feeling your loving touch   Kiss me so passionately That you leave me b
My Writtings ( Plagarists Beware, If You Can't Write Don't Steal My Thoughts)
When I feel her times stands stillAll stars align as if molding our willNever did I think there would be the oneKnowing her soul as if the gods had chosenAll previous paths have led me hereTo stand before the one I hold so dearThis distance kills me,but sharpens my willThinking of times standing over her stillGazing up at me with her hazel starlightIn my every pleasure she takes delightShe gives of herself completely to meIn my every pleasure she feels completeI'll walk the nine levels of hell in sinJust to keep her happy withinFor many hardships I'd willingly faceTo keep her happy in sub spaceTake pleasure from her form I willWith knowing I'll always love her still I relish her every laughShe cherishes my dirty mindI delight in hearing her smileShe fancy's my lucid dreamsI love the depth of her soulShe loves the taste of my whipI enjoy her dirty taunting witShe pleads my hands around her neckI adore her inside where few have seenShe begs me show her humilityI love her eyes when she lo
My Writing
 im in a darkness. its in my mind and in my soul. i fight to take control. the storm is strong and deep within me. its like im drowning and no one can save me. i call out for help and no one can hear me. the desire to live is burning out. the madness holds me in like walls of a prison cell. i hear it laughing telling me just a little further now. the end feels near. you cant have fear. slowly killing myself. no one seems to care. just how far will they let me go before they have fear? the waves crash harder i cant see ill just float whatever comes shall be. i dont know where im going i know where ive been it feels like my soul travelled with the wind people come and they leave but does anyone really know me? times are hard troubles the come you feel like your empty but this story has just begun they say the eyes are the gateway to soul what do you see behind mine? these times are weary the storm rages on but one day the sun will burn and lift the darkness you see behind my eyes    ju
My Writing
  Her eyes so delicate, words so sweet,   she's beautiful, making you want to believe,   making you want to hang on her every word,   gaze so venomous, luring me to her,   makes me sick because I know   i’m Kissing the same lips that tell all the lies,   What’s worse is that I know it, and I still don’t say a word,   I keep the role of her vulnerable, witless marionette,   in the sick puppet show play that she puts on in her head,   For everyone to see her cruel powerful ways,   and the effect she has on me,   the way she uses me as a pawn   to feel all the more in control,   I am her victim, and she loves it,   she loves that I am inferior to her,   it pleasures her for me to fall prey to her mind games,   I am the servant, she the monarch,   my everlasting ruler, as I obey her every whim,   meanwhile being strummed like a banjo,   in her own pathetic orchestra of songs   about the oblivious souls to be pitied like my own,  
My Writing
DreamingDreaming is my timeTo Explore my MindKeeping time and taking notesFeelings and Emotions running riotMaking a Movie One image at a timeBringing thoughts to the fore front Living and feeling everything Loving every momentBad ones creep in but I shoo them awayTaking stock of my life Dreaming about people, places, times and environments Pleasing and enveloping my whole beingMental time out and my time to healMy space to be who I want to be. Sitting in a gardenTrees surrounding MeLeaves rustling across the floorI stand there and slowly remove all my clothes for You
My Writing
I'm tired of sleeping alone I'm tired of being Of being so faceless, so unnoticed, and so unknown I'm tired of stupid, sarcastic sentiments So much sacrifice that only Gets the return of bad intent, So fake and plastic If it lasts, it Is only to teach me What all this misery has meant, Nothing but shit I'm tired of stupid fucking questions Of lectures lent Just to mold me from everything told to me To make me something I never Wanted in the end   I'm tired of hypocrites, Phony fuckers, faking emotion, Hoping a hand held out Gets them much more than they spent I'm tired of everyone knowing While I'm clueless because I'm not being What they had in mind for me, They think I should have my shit together But there hasn't been enough time to be Anything but alone, tragically, magically Melting away, dying to die, trying to hide That I hate everything about my whole fucking life   I'm tired of guessing what's next While I'm second guessed every chance that they
My Writing
The Ringleader steps out onto his stage and announces for the first act of the night will be the Eater of Flames. The man who can eat fire so well that seconds after he swallows the flames he can project them from his throat just as a dragon would. The Ringleader steps off of the stage and back into the shadows and is replaced by the Eater of Flames. The first act begins with the juggling of the batons that he swallows the flames from just to show they are real and in fact not a trick of any sort. Then he begins to light the three batons and begins to juggle them once more and during the juggling he inserts a baton into his mouth and douses each flame in turn and drops the batons. Belching smoke and a god-awful smell of sulfur he apologizes to the audience and holds up a finger as if to say “just a second ladies and gentlemen”. With a look in his eyes that nobody recognizes he knows something has gone horribly wrong and this will be his last performance. As he begins to b
My Wtf Files
OK this country has gone fucking nuts with zero tolerance crap. A second grader suspended for pointing a pencil and making gun noises. A 7 year old suspended for making his Pop-Tart look like a gun. A 9 year old suspended for bringing a 2 inch long toy gun to school. Do these teachers even know what a real gun looks like??? Let’s teach our kids to be afraid of guns then, when they can vote, we can finally repeal the second amendment. Then we will be ready for our conversation to a totalitarian government. W T F The military opposes awarding Purple Hearts to the victims of the Fort Hood shooting. (WTF) A Pentagon position paper says giving the award to the Fort Hood victims could "irrevocably alter the fundamental character of this time-honored decoration" and "undermine the prosecution of Major Nidal Hasan [the alleged (WTF) Fort Hood shooter] by materially and directly compromising Major Hasan's ability to receive a fair trial." (WTF !!! They were killed in a military c
My Wykd Little Mynd
This life I live. A life of Darkness and Torture. A life of Pain and Despair, Im Happy I swear. Please, stop staring at me as if you care. Dont look my, dont you care. Cause there is nothing in here, nothing but with to care. I suffer in this World Alone. No one true place to call Home. This Body an Empty Shell. In my head, Shadows and words they do Roam. Twisted and Fucked Up, all written in to Nothing, Nothing for you to read. When these words read, these words written, Tears in your Eyes, they do Rain. With everyone you truly Dread, getting to the End you do Cringe. But you cant stop, for this you must see jus how it does End. Tears now Blurring your Vision, coming to the End, you jus read that I am now Dead. Life, something that Ive always Feared, Death, Her embrace so much more Comforting. This life, coursing through these Veins, it is Rough and Harsh. But here still does its best, and here it does remain. It weill Never change, till Death it will always be the smae. This my Lit
My X
So, some of you know I'm pregnant and the father left me for a girl who would support his habits or whatever. Just found she kicked him out becuz he wouldnt get a job. My friend tried to tell he wont get one. So, all I have to say to him is that I hope it was worth it. To leave a woman who truly loved you and was willing to work and get a place and everything til you got out of your dont want a job phase to now having nothing.
My X G/f Band They Rock, Check Em Out!!!
Heres her link on myspace..along with ther dates,songs and bio of all the band members:) Hope ya like em:)
My X Is Making Our Daughter Hate Him.
From July 26,19999 until now I have raised my daughter on my own with my mothers help. My husband then in 1999 decided to take the law into his own hands and had been in prison umtil this past August, for Use of a firearm within city limits with intent to maime, disfigure or kill .Also firing a police officer. All these since then I have taken care of my daughter and raised her right. First day he came out of prison the firt words out of his mouth were i need a piece of ass and some money.Well that didnt set wel with me and i told him so. During the years we were together i lived a life of hell because everynight he was out with his friends getting hi and drunk hed come home beat the hell out of me and to be honest the time he was in prison was a relief to me! He has done nothing but cause trouble for me since he has gotten out of prison now hes trying to take my daughter from me after he tried to sign his rights to her away so he wouldnt have to pay child
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MY X - MAS LIST and New Years wish list 1. A job 2. To see CARLY I love you but munch 3. To get past my past and the effects it still has on me. 4. To find Love or at least happenes 5. for every one who does realy care to have a happy hoildays.
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My Xsites Information
Hey, I am an attractive 22 year-old horny girl! I don’t really know what’s the most important about me.  I have no boyfriend and I am willing to have a mutually beneficial encounter with the right guy who's willing to help out with today, so if you think we can arrange something just chat with me and we can discuss expectations. I am open to an adult time and something ongoing if we click.  Not looking for a relationship or boyfriend.  Just open to some hot fun with one guy, so if this is you lets talk. I will not send nude pictures. I am just looking for a mutual agreement. If you would like to see me tonight and can help me out with some hot fun just have a chat if we are both online:
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Hey, I am an attractive 22 year-old horny girl! I don’t really know what’s the most important about me. I have no boyfriend and I am willing to have a mutually beneficial encounter with the right guy who's willing to help out with today, so if you think we can arrange something just chat with me and we can discuss expectations. I am open to an adult time and something ongoing if we click.  Not looking for a relationship or boyfriend. Just open to some hot fun with one guy, so if this is you lets talk. I will not send nude pictures. I am just looking for a mutual agreement. If you would like to see me tonight and can help me out with some hot fun just have a chat if we are both online:
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Hey if anybody has yahoo and would like to add me and talk to me on there the id is x0x0x_kinky_x0x0x or xoxo_kinky_firefly_xoxo ~*~Kinky~*~
My Yappings
First, thanx to all who welcomed me to the family! Second, Have a Happy Holiday! Third, When I get used to this, I'll make sure everyone is recognized!! Way too much overload but it looks like fun! Ok, I've got to set some things straight here. For those of you who don't understand me, I'm not here for the online dating thing. Please don't hit on me. I'm here cause I like the site and making FRIENDS only. People interest me but when you ask me to post NSFW pics, you can buzz off!! I'm not that type of person and if you're comfy with posting nudey pics, congrats - someone will save those pics & use them elsewhere. so, if you want to see me naked - close your eyes and dream. For the true friends - I luv u guys!!! PS - I'm addicted to mumms!! They cheer me up!!! this guy is a creep tkr1999 anyway, he's using the cerebral palsy as a reason to make you feel sorry for him and he says that he's got no sex life. Below is the excerpt from our conversation:
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help wanted help me ... ASAP then, QUIT ...thinking about it and do it... i been looking to chat with you and get to know you ... i only need honest,loyal, solid, reliable and "everything/all around positive person"... don't you want to be my everything ?... friends for life... total bitch... ready lets argue / chat remember ! i am always right even when i am wrong cause i am a women..........DAMM IT ! TICSTUCKONU@YAHOO.COM IS MY ID: TO YAHOO MESSENGER
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Hey ya'll... I'm still in pain, but doped up. ***UPDATE*** OMG! GOOD NEWS! I didn't cut my tendon after all. The doctor looked shocked at how bad it was when i pulled off the bandage to show it to him though. got stuck three more times for him to numb it so that he could see if i could bend my finger. So I couldn't feel shit, so i bent it as much as i could. I'm so happy. I am in a lot of fucking pain though ya'll.. I can't believe how much one digit could hurt. It feels like it broke really bad, cause everytime i move my other fingers on my right hand, or even my right arm, excruciating! I love ya'll and will be back on as much as i was once it heals anough for me to type faster again. Its such a pain in the ass trying to type. talk to ya'll later This is for all those people who keep trying to get in touch with me on Cherrytap that can't... My Yahoo name is LouisianaGeorge, and you can mail me at FUCK SHIT MOTHERFUCKER, SON-OF-A-BITCHING BASTARD RETARDED FUCKING
My Yahoo Group
check out the new search engine Cha Cha, it works great and a guide will help you with your search. I would like to invite you to join my yahoo group sunshine Express. It is a place to give to those that need a little sunshine, a few smiles.If you know someone who is ill,handicapped,depressed just needs a lift we would love to add them to our list and if you can send a card ,note or email then please join, it is a blessing to give and we have a great group of people!!
My Yahoo
If I see one more person (especially someone I know) put up a status that they "Love" so and so I am gonna frikin puke. C'mon, reality ck here ppl I mean seriously Love? You have never met this most cases your not even in the same state, how the hell could u use the word love, I know there is a hell of a lot of lust, need and desire out there, but what a fuckin joke. And yes Im a bitter bitch at time, but that is why mosy of ya "Love" me. K done venting OK, here it is. As many of you know and some may not. I am a single mother of three. I have 2 boys and a girl. Well, my girl is entering the 6th grade and one of my boys in kindergarden this year coming up. Well, anyways I have been through many obstacles over the past year. To make a long story question is, what is the story on the "MILF" situation?? On a seriosus note, I know I am not a bad looking mom, but the whole "MILF" thing is getting on my damn nerves. There is nothing more annoying than "men
My Yahoo Id
my yahoo id is hellkat2020 if any beautiful ladies want to talk add me to yahoo
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THANK YOU 2 my great friend PAPIWOW - he helped me get my account back!!! He is the greatest guy ever!!! He is a "SERIOUS" friend - I LOVE U "M" IF we chat or have chatted on YAHOO PLEASE send me your screen name &/OR email address. My account was hacked & I have lost everything SO IF you receive ANYTHING from my "old" screen name let me know. Once you respond to this I will give you my new information. I'm really sorry : (
My Yahoo
due to the hard ass fuck tards on my yahoo i have removed every fucking person. do me a favour and remove your self from my list.most cant take a joke. it was a mass message. get over your self bitch`s. i`m not after you or your pussy. if you can tell i`m alittle tired of dead beat friends.monday nov 5 i will be removing my fubar account. you all have a great life mike
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My Yahoo Screen Name
my screen name for anyone on my list that wants to have it is add me everyone i can use the people to talk to thanks for reading
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add my myspace... hey if you want to talk to me i no i want to talk to anyone just add my yahoo account...
My Yahoo Pingbox
Hello :) Now when I am signed into yahoo you can come to my page and chat with me on yahoo from there. You do not need to have my screen name or give me yours. You just need to enter a name...preferably your fubar name into the box (so that I know who I'm talking to) and then we can chat. It is only viewable to me and you. Hope to talk to you soon! The box is located in the "about me" section of my page.
Myyearbook Battles
My Yearbook Vote For Me
please come vote for me on my battles and contests, i really will appreciate it and i will rtf and rtf supervotes so help a girl out pls hehe
Myyearbook Battle
im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx
Myyearbook Battle
im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx u can vote once a day im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx u can vote once a day im in a battle for best pet on myyearbook. will u go vote for me id really appreciate it. i'm the one with the big snake, lol, thanx u can vote once a day
My Year I Was Born
My friends, I have not been on much due to my illness and having to stay off my leg and in bed. I banged my shin against the edge of a black metal flatbed and it broke the skin and bruised the leg. I shook it off ....waited till the initial pain went away... then went back to work. I worked the rest of Friday with just the usual discomfort from smacking your shin on something sharp. Went home that night feeling ok. I woke up at 2 am Saturday with a great deal of pain in my right shin. I took a look at it and it was swollen to the size of my lower thigh...about 2x's more it's normal size. Went to emergency room and found out that the germs and filth on the flatbed got under my skin and created Cellulosis in my lower leg.It is avery painful cell infestion under your skin..Am taking very high doses of antibiotics and anti-Inflamatories to help the infection and the swelling. But..was told also that once you gfet will nebver go completely away...Will flair up
Myyearbook Battles...go Vote 4 Me!
I got a new profile at and have a photo and video battle going on...go vote if ya want! MyYearbook home page:
ok peeps im on myyearbook most of the time if you ever wanna come look me up , my addy is the name SOUTHERN COMFORT I hope to see you there :))
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My 12 Yearold Pitbull Is Very Sick
happy thanksgiving everyone its not gona be to good for me idont relly have much family yea im goin to my bros for dinner icame home from work bandit my black and white pitbull ihave alot of his pics in my pics is very sick hes gona be 13 in june hes not gona make it he can hardly move ihad to pick him up to take him out not to easy hes 100pounds ijust hope he dies in his sleep ive had him since he was 4weeks old alot people have told me how pretty he is hes been agreat dog not amean bone in his body ijust felt like writing and tellin everyone
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My 8 Year Old And Her Sense Of Humor
My 8 year old daughter came home from school yesterday and announced she was now on yellow.(It's a behavior color system; green=good, yellow=so so, and red=bad)I asked her what did she do and she said I gave Curtis a Starburst. Something about this didn't seem right but she had a shit eating grin on her face I know all to well so I decided to dig a little deeper. I said you got in trouble for giving him a piece of candy? She grinned even wider and said "What had happened was, me and Carley had a Starburst wrapper and took a piece of bread from our hotdog at lunch, made it into a square shape and wrapped it inside the paper. Then we gave it to Curtis. Poor child must not have been paying attention or something because my little "angel" said he popped it in his mouth then realized it wasn't candy and went and told on her and the little girl for playing a trick on him. I was laughing so hard I was crying. I love my kids :D
My 2 Years On Fubar
Sup friends and fam Just wanted to say thank you to everyone that has been by me and been there for me for the past 2 years.  It's been a great experience on Fubar and looking forward to meeting more people.  I've been through a lot, but ya'll stuck by me during the good time, and helped me through the bad times.  I'm blessed and thankful to have such great friends on here that accepts me for who I am.  I love ya'll, and I'm very thankful for each and everyone of you.  And Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers on Fubar. And Fayth, I love you so much! You mean the world to me!  Love you baby!!!
My Yearbook
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My Y.m
add me in ur yahoo messenger .. lets chat if u want' thanks =] hot_shine26    ----> cee yah^^
My Yongest Son Is Really Badly Sick
hey guys they got the results back on my sons kidney and how to trat him now hes has a bad infected in both kidneys ,but being trated with antibotics now ,so thank you for all the prays and support for us , hey guys i have good and bad news well the good that is fever is no longer but my insurece company made the doctors discharge him so i had to bring home still with kidney failure but the kidney sending a home nurse to my house to check on him but im still worried about things.the doctor said if hes worse bring him to a hospital he will let me know the results of the cancer test with tissue they took from both kidney then they will let me know how they will trat him for kidney failure then everybody on lost pls pray that peter does not get worse while home i want to kick ass right now with my health insurnce that i have ,for me and my sons well guys wish me goodluck watching my son until the home nurse comes to my house i am not a dr or a nurse they shouldnt make do this its ki
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My Youngest Brother
Today i was down at my dads place for dinner. As i was leaving my dad asked me if i would go and check on my grandparents place that is up for sale in Toronto. So i drove there and seen my youngest brother in a verbal fight with a few guys down there. keep in mind that my youngest brother is living on the streets. which is his choice btw. He is 17 yrs old and had it good. but when i seen this verbal fight. one of the guys decided to touch my brother. so basically a fight broke out between these guys. so there is me big brother saving youngest brothers ass. well right now my youngest brother is in the hospital. due to the fact he was higher then a kite and he has a few open wounds on him. so i'm going back to the hospital right now, to make sure that he is doing all right. as well i'm going to be spending the night with him. so i'm just letting everyone know where i am and i wont be on here more then likely at all tomorrow.
My Yorkie Died Last Sunday
R.I.P. Junior Well this year certainly has been terrible ,my wife's grandma died on valentine's day ,her client she was taking care of died ,my one uncle passed away ,my wife's mother had a stroke ,and my yorkie died last sunday after having an epileptic seizure .Although i handle death somewhat well ,i don't know how much more of this i can take .other than that ,i guess everything is fine ,i am still looking for a job though ,maybe me not being able to find one is a sign or something ,i don't know .what i do know is ,i hope that next year is a hell of a lot better than this one has been .
My Yorkie Died Last Sunday
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My 15yr Old Crush...johnny!
My 2yr Old Sons Photo
Everyone Please Vote for my sons pic... I just entered him in this contest here is the link where you can go vote for him THANKS LUV YA ALL:-) index.aspx?referid=EmailFriends&p=522121&x=.JPG Everyone Please Vote for my sons pic... I just entered him in this contest here is the link where you can go vote for him THANKS LUV YA ALL:-) index.aspx?referid=EmailFriends&p=522121&x=.JPG
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My Yummy Pics
Create Your Glitter Text I have decided to remove all "private" pictures from my profile. Thank you. Okay here it goes! To see "the YUMMY PICS" You have to be part of my LOST/TAP CHERRY FAMILY To become part of my LOST/TAP CHERRY family You have to talk to me for more than 2.5 seconds You have to rate and comment on my pictures. I do the the same for you. Because I actually want to get to know YOU! Because I am actually on here to make friends. I am not just a CAMERA WHORE!!! The yummy pics are up there because YES I AM AN EXHIBITIONIST!! I think it is fun. BUT, that does not mean I want all you pervs looking at me! I am VERY particular about WHO I let see them..PERIOD!! If you are RUDE to are NOT going to see them..:) So sorry..;P~ Like you thought you would? You also need to have a face picture of you. Preferably MORE THAN ONE!! If you just have the "I was here" with the cartoon. Don't even ask. It isn't going to happen. OH and i
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I Make Grpahics. Just Msg Me And Tell Me... Your Name: The Font You Want: What Size Font: What Color Of Font: Or Anything Else You Want... Theres One I've Already Made... Peace! I Make Grpahics. Just Msg Me And Tell Me... Your Name: The Font You Want: What Size Font: What Color Of Font: Or Anything Else You Want... Theres One I've Already Made... Peace! I Make Grpahics. Just Msg Me And Tell Me... Your Name: The Font You Want: What Size Font: What Color Of Font: Or Anything Else You Want... Theres One I've Already Made... Peace!
Myyyyy Boyfriend!
is the most amazing. even if he denies boy really knows how it is. and it's allll him. sorry, geeky me. but i love it [:
My Zachary
AUGUST 15, 2007.. WOULD HAVE HAVE BEEN MY SONS BIRTHDAY.. HE WOULD HAVE BEEN 6 YEARS OLD AND STARTING FIRST GRADE IN SEPTEMBER.. SO THIS BIRTHDAY REALLY HITS ME HARD.. GOODNITE MY SWEET BOY.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.. ZACHARY DREW AUGUST 15, 2001- OCT 19, 2003.. THIS POEM IS FOR HIM.. HE LOVED THE STARS AND THIS POEM SEEMED APPROPRIATE TO MARK HIS BIRTHDAY TRIBUTE.. AND HE MAY BE GONE FROM THIS WORLD BUT HE IS NOT GONE.. HE LIVES ON.. JUST NOT HERE WITH ME.. HE MAKES HIS PRESENCE KNOWN IN SO MANY WAYS AND FOR THAT I AM GRATEFUL **BRIGHT STAR** The sky has a bright star, Brighter then all the others by far. I can see it night or day, I know it's you, showing me my way. Helping me travel through my grief, It doesn't matter what others say, it IS you that's my belief. Keep shining bright for me my son, Until my time on earth is done. Then you can meet me at heavens door, and I will hold you in my arms once more. The sky has a bright star, Brighter then all the others by
My Zodiac Sign
Pisces You have an awesome imagination, and often put it to use for sexual purposes. You are very romantic and don’t hook-up with random people very often. Because sex to you is about showing your love, you are incredibly romantic in bed, and very giving. You tend be in a serious relationship more often then not. Sex matches: Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio Take this quiz at
My Zodiac
Leo Since you are such an attention craver, you are into wearing the sexiest clothes and going straight for the sexiest person in the room. You like secure people who are genuine and have a good fashion sense. In bed, you like to get all of the attention, so you need a partner who can worship you for the hottie that you are. You like to dance and strip for your partner and you enjoy buying the sexiest lingere for yourself. Sex matches: Aries, Sagittarius, Libra Take this quiz at
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Capricorn You are very successful in life and are always planning for the future. You are probably already in a committed relationship and enjoy the intimacy that comes with your lovemaking. You are direct with your lover about what you like and you like it when they are direct with you. You have excellent sex, because you make sure that it’s a custom fit for yourself. Sex matches: Taurus, Virgo, Scorpio Take this quiz at
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Leo Since you are such an attention craver, you are into wearing the sexiest clothes and going straight for the sexiest person in the room. You like secure people who are genuine and have a good fashion sense. In bed, you like to get all of the attention, so you need a partner who can worship you for the hottie that you are. You like to dance and strip for your partner and you enjoy buying the sexiest lingere for yourself. Sex matches: Aries, Sagittarius, Libra Take this quiz at
My Zombie Dreams
Damn.... another bad dream that was cool. Seems like my worst fears reAlly shine in dreamland. In my current dreams, there is a day once a year that the dead return from their graves to kill humans.... and we have to secure ourselves properly and make sure we don't get overrun. The best part? You know what day it is and have time to prepare, yet everyone still panics. I wrapped myself in a holy shroud and only had a .22 to defend myself at one point, and it didn't work out very well. I stayed on the run all night with a group of 4 or 5 people. We were going to stay in one place, but decided that was to dangerous... so we ran away in a huge truck and tried to stay on the road, shouting at zombies and running them over whenever possible. We would go to other people we knew to check on them, and they had weapons... that's when it got better. Blasting off a zombies head with a shotgun is not only exhilarating, but it's down right disgusting as well... but hey, you have to do what you need
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My Zodiac
This birth chart shows the positions of the planets of Karin The planets in the signsThe position of the planets in the signs of the Zodiac has an influence on the character of the individual and these influences form a large part of the individual psyche.Sun in LeoShe is masterful, likes authority, aspires towards an ideal. A little too pretentious and always wanting things. She likes to give advice. She is honest, frank, loyal, open and sincere.Weaknesses: pride, vanity, arrogance, presumption and disdain of others.Moon in TaurusSweetness itself. Convinced of their ideas and strong-willed. She is foresighted and willful. She knows how to trust. She appreciates all the good things in Life. She likes and protects Nature.Weaknesses: excesses in pleasure, laziness, sensuality, thoughtlessness.Mercury in CancerShe adapts to every situation that arises, has a good understanding, is discerning and is full of insight. She is lucid and thinks things through. She likes to please and to create
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i'm standing before a precipice, staring into Infinity. Looking down, i can see the vegetation growing on the cliff. my toes hanging over the edge. My only contact with her is My hand on Her shoulder. With that hand, I push you forward. But not further then you can take before you fall. This is Trust. your heart is beating a thousand times. The taste of adrenaline on your tongue. Thoughts flying through Your mind. And I know. You Trust Me, to take you to the edge, but never beyond what you can take. To never let you fall, and to pull you back when you need. I Trusts you, to let me take you to that edge, to put you faith in me. And to ask for more. Alot of people look at me strange when I say Im married and Im Bisexual. They thing there is something wrong with me cause I want a girlfriend as well as my husband. People have told me that maybe I married the wrong man if he cant satify me enough I want a woman too. No thats not it at all thank you. I like
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So so many of the people in my life are really letting me down right now. But you know what I have faith and I am so happy with what I do have in my life. My man is in jail because he was an idiot and decided it was cool to drive drunk. In the mean time he hit someone on a motorcycle and the guy is in very serious condition. This man needs prayers. I am stressin over way too much. My life is my own to do with what I need to do with it....I am a survivor and I will survive if it kills me.
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Mz.B Phats is Back!! She was here before, and she was another victim of getting her account hacked into and it was deleted. But she's BACK and need's to level....Can we help her? I think we can so let's do what we do....rate, fan, add....and rate everything she's got!! I know that she will be adding more stuff as time goes on, but she only got back just let's give her some of our left-over Christmas Spirit!! Here is how to get to her: Mz.B Phats(Sexi F*cker's--- Sexi lil F*ckette)@ fubar Let's do what we can I'm sure it will be appreciated!! This PimpOut brought to you by: ♥ JeNn ♥ Door Girl for Centerfolds♥The Sisterhood♥@ fubar
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This is to all the Mothers on Fubar, I hope you all have an amazing Mothers Day. It's a day to cherish being a mom, To Cherish a day that's about you. Just remember if you're a mom, You are truly blessed from Above. And to those who can't have kids, You're not alone. Mother's Love There is no love, like a mother's love, no stronger bond on earth... like the precious bond that comes from God, to a mother, when she gives birth. A mother's love is forever strong, never changing for all time... and when her children need her most, a mother's love will shine. God bless these special mothers, God bless them every one... for all the tears and heartache, and for the special work they've done. When her days on earth are over, a mother's love lives on... through many generations, with God's blessings on each one. Be thankful for our mothers, for they love with a higher love... from the power God has given, and the strength from up above. -
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standing in the shower washing her hair, her naked body soft, her breast perky and nipples hard. As Tommy watched he removed his clothes. Stepping into the shower Jennifer opened her eyes. She sees him standing there dick hard as a rock. He steps to her and kisses her as he reaches to touch her pussy to make her moan he rubs her clit..kissing her neck moving down to her nipples sucking on them. As he gets on his knees Jennifer opens her legs putting one leg up on the side of the tub. Tommy begins to kiss he pussy lips, and inner thigh, licking her clit and sticking his tongue in and out her pussy. Jennifer stops him pullin him up kissing him and licking her juices off his face, Tommy's dick was thrombing in excitment, Jennifer felt it and said "hmmmmmmm" as she smiled Tommy felt Jennifer's hand on his dick strokin it...she pushed him up against the shower wall bending over she licked up and down his dick. Tommy pulled her up and turns her around bending her over...He puts his fing
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Proverbs. 21:23 Whoso keepeth his mouth and his tonguekeepeth his soul from troubles. Most of the time, when people feel bad aboutthemselves, they talk about others to make themselvesfeel better. People that are always talking about people aredangerous. They speak curses and poisonous venom thatcan kill. Usually, their life is not where itshould be, so they have to pull everyone down to theirlevel with their words. It's easier to pull people down to your level when youare a do nothing, than to follow your vision, becomesomething, and pull people up! Don't you knowthat your situation could be the result of a cursethat you spoke on someone else? Don't you know that you put yourself down when you putothers down? You must realize that your life is whatyou said it would be. AND YOUR SITUATION COULD BE ARESULT OF CURSING SOMEONE ELSE WITH YOUR WORDS! Be careful my friends. This is something that we allneed to watch. God is speaking this very loudly inthis day and time. When people hurt you,
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Why do guys date chicks who have other guys? dumbass if she cheats on him shes gonna cheat on you...stupid fucks...ha they never learn do they Guys are so pathetic "oh you hurt me really bad" and then not to long after they got a new bitch haha rebounding motherfuckers!...this is some funny ass shit... but its ok thats why i dont date men anymore
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 Well according to this thing, after I post it I will have posted 100 blogs. Kind of cute how my end of the year blog for 2011 is 100 :) Where to begin? This year has somehow, in a weird way that's hard to understand, but completely understandable at the same time, it has been the worst year of my life....while being the best.  Year started out a little roughish closer to my birthday on here. I was too involved with this site, and took things people did too personally because I was sincere behind all my actions. And when I got hurt, I spazzed. So, to those I hurt or offended, I yet again apologize. This has also been the year of major fakes on this site. Two of the biggest happen to be two of my closest, or whom I thought were my closest, friends. One turning out to be a backstabbing, two-faced, lying, manipulative asshole....the same people they claim to dislike sooooooo much. But it is what it is. I'd like to think that somewhere in the years we were friends, there were moments of
Mz Island Booty's All About Me!
This Is Who I am Your Thoughts Are Not DESIRED nor REQUIRED! It's Your Bust It BabyGirl Felicia... Of INARAJAN! A.K.A"Licia,Fel,Fely,& Nen(Family Only)...and B.K.A"~ MISS BOOTILICIOUS~" I'm A Bitch When Needed.. But Besides That I am Fun loving, Out Going, Caring, Friendly & Full Of Life! I am Very Easy To Talk Too.. I can share a Laughter,Draw a Smile, or Make You Shed A Tear... I'm A Good Listener ad One HECK Of A Talker! I can Be A Shoulder To lean on Until Taken Advantage Of... I'm Open, Blunt,Sometimes Too Honest.. But Heck! The Truth Hurts..Right!Hate Drama...Don't Need It Now and Not Ever! So Don't Even Go There...I hate People Who Can't Carry A Conversation, Or Someone Who Drops A Conversation Too easily... Because Obviously... There's Logic and Reason to why we even talked about it! I Hate Lies! Hmmm... Be real and Say What You Got to say...It Helps! You'll Never Get Anywhere! Well Enough Of The Basic Likes AND dislikes! All it is... Is Come Real with Me and I'll Be
Mzliz Birthday Train
~*Mz Liz‘s Birthday Train*~ It‘s birthday celebration time! Lets all give “MzLiz” a warm birthday greeting and help her celebrate! Her special day is June 6th. Hats off to you chicky and hope your day is the best! ~Rules~ R/F/A everyone on the list starting with the birthday girl or comment if already added. Rate the pics (links below) in the MzLiz’s birthday and LadyStClair’s birthday album. Please leave a comment at end of LadyStClairs folder to let us know when u have finished. Will add you to the train then. MzLiz will be making the tags. Also would like to wish our pal “Inkspot69” a very happy birthday as well! ~The Birthday Girl~ ♥ MZ.LIZ ♥ ®® Head Recruiter,Llama leveler, Affinity Train Maker and Rider ◊ LadyStClair ◊ *☈☈Recruiter* *Owned by Inkspot69* Train Riders ~Inksp0t69~DDR ENFORCER~ RATING REVOLUTION HEAD CREW LEADER~ Fu Owned By~COCA-COLA-GIRL~
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How Much Am I Worth? $240 So... let's turn this into a Mumm/Blog.... Help me MakeUpMyMind.... You have this "friend" that comes to you 4mths after "said incident" and says "btw .. 4mths ago I pretended to sell ur ass down the river, TO A KNOWN CHEATER ON FUBAR (who used to like to run his italian nephews' pic to get more rates & used to hang with a granny to gain famous points from her spotlight glow, shame he had to sell his corvette to pay his fubar debts, eh?) who wanted to prove you a cheater here on fubar, and even though I sit here nightly and pretend to be your friend, I went and removed you as a friend, and pretended to be his friend so that I could get a free HappyHour and some free blasts, and some free blings.. all for doing NOTHING!!!! and yet I freely admitted to you....that: ?Hxxx Åxx...: I HAD NOTHING TO TELL ?Hxxx Åxx...: I DIDNT KNOW ANYTHING TO TELL ?Hxxx Åxx...: I ASSUMED IT WAS FOR INFO Nice huh? wait.. it gets better.. ?Hxxx Åxx...: IT
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Rascal Flatts What Hurts The Most LOVE REALLY DOES HURT THIS MUCH.... I WONDER SINCE IHAVE LOST MY LOVE WILL THERE EVER BE ANOTHER OR AM I DONE???08/22/2007 dark lotus (icp and twiztid)Add to My Profile | More Videos mutha facku wickid clown love to all my psychpathic family... love mystic juggalette hi how are all of you i am still with out a computer.. i use county library to check e-mails ya'll can e-mail me on yahoo. i miss all of you i love most of you...LOL mmfwcl to all my homiez.. slave girl i love you are you ok?? wayne (kcfreak) how are you? merideth how are you?? lucky miss you love you cant wait to well miss you.. nee nee night thrasher hi love miss hugs clay hi hello ny yank love ya .. thank you for the rocking vibes..and friendship.. philnfreakee... hello dearheart.. stoned immac, D,, and anyone else i hve on my friends and fanmily and my fans big hugs..
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Think about this… Your alarm goes off, you hit the snooze and sleep in for another 10 minutes He stays up for days on end You take a warm shower to help you wake up He goes days or weeks without running water You complain of a “headache” and call in sick He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward You put on your anti war/ don’t support the troops shirt and meet up with your friends He still fights for your right to wear that shirt You make sure your cell phone is in your pocket He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags You talk trash about your “buddies” that aren’t with you He knows he may not see some of his buddies ever again You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. He walks down the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists You complain about how hot it is He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaura
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Join the Ticketmaster group on Facebook: After joining, the screen will show an iTunes code valid for 5 free song downloads, including the $1.29 drm-free songs. You can leave the group right away Codes expire November 15, 2007. Credits expire December 31, 2007 You can only do this once per account but you can keep creating fake accounts with diff email addresses. Using helps. According to my calculations it takes approx. 1.25 minutes to go from nothing to having a code. That means you could generate about 48 codes an hour. now say you do this for oh, 2.5 hours a day until nov. 15th. starting today thats about 5,160 free songs. (or between $5,108.40 and $6,656.40 based on songs costing .99 to 1.29 dollars) or Total songs=5(48x) with x being the number hours you spend generating codes. Now if you had plenty of time (or were just really devoted) and put 6 hours a day into it, you could get up to
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I didn,t lie , I will pray that all will be ok... But if im not forgiven by you ..Then God will always know I didn,t lie .. He will always forgive me no matter what..And if I do make mistakes and when. He will frogive me always// Thankyou O My Lord Christ. diana I have a boy friend in here and he is real and Im no cheater , im looking for friends is all. Hugz have a wonderful hunt finding what you look for all. diana When Im alone and your always gone. Things pop into my mind ; Weve just begun to ,love is new and yet not blue .. Some what a tempation and we do. ..Yet in all and all I can spend a day alone and wonder when, you,ll be in my arms .. Soon I hope , but if it never ever comes to this .. Ill always ,s love you thru any and all. I love you more than life itself, your my heart .. Can you imigine this , with every breath I take and release??? ; Your there in the very deep of my soul being set free. ..I love , want the best for you ..,( yet im yearning with lusti
I might be getting WITH someone named KEVIN from gr mi. NOT AN EX OF MINE. This is the good kevin. he makes me smile if you couldnt tell in the newest pictures.... Hes a nice nice guy and weve waited for a time to be together and it just so happens were single so idk we might in time just a forewarning. So there is a different between the GOOD kevin and BAD kevin! I am sick of peoples lies here and what jealousy does to you. I am very greatful to the people i have met. If i have said anything bad to you it wasnt me. It was someone else! I have too much love in my heart that I wouldnt hurt anyone but I guess thats not enough huh? Well im sorry to the people who thought i said somethin gbad to them when i havent. I love you all who actually believe me too. It means alot. I don't know what i'm going to do about it but ill just let it go and let things take the trail.
Nader Vs Obama
Ralph Nader for President 2008 May 13, 2008 We were thrilled to hear that Barack Obama is open to debating Ralph Nader. Fuel our Illinois ballot access drive with your tax rebate.On Meet the Press on May 4, Senator Obama told Tim Russert that he was willing to debate with "any of my opponents about what this country means, what makes it great." Senator Obama! What a breath of fresh air! Finally! A Democratic presidential candidate who is willing to debate the corporate takeover of our democracy! Can't wait. Nader v. Obama. Nader and Obama could barnstorm the state - can you say Lincoln-Douglas? - debating public health insurance, curbing the excesses of the oil industry, reversing U.S. policy in the Middle East, and the corporate takeover of our democracy. What a breath of fresh air! Did we say that already? Thank you Senator Obama for being so open-minded! That is what truly makes America great. Open, public debates tha
Nader/gonzalez To Protest Oil Industry Price Gouging
Ralph Nader for President 2008 May 15, 2008 Fed up with paying $70 to fill up your car with gasoline? What to do? The Control of OilIf you are in corporate occupied territory (read: our nation's capital) next Tuesday, join with Ralph Nader and the Nader/Gonzalez team to protest oil industry speculation, manipulation, and conglomeration that is driving gasoline prices over $4 a gallon. The protest will be held at noon on Tuesday, May 20, 2008 at oil industry lobby headquarters (American Petroleum Institute) at 1220 L Street, NW, Washington, D.C. (Corner of 13th and L Streets, NW) We are also inviting the Obama, Clinton and McCain campaigns to join with us at this protest. In recent years, the big five oil companies - ExxonMobil, ChevronTexaco, ConocoPhillips, BP and Shell - have booked record profits - a big chunk of which result from oil industry market manipulation and anti-competitive practices. (For example, oil c
Nader Is Right
Ralph Nader for President 2008 May 21, 2008 CNN's Larry King Live from early this morning (May 21, 2008) Caller: Yes, John King, I wanted to know if Ralph Nader comes on the scene during the general election, who would that affect more? If it would be Hillary Clinton be the nominee or Barack Obama? Penna Turnpike - sold to the highest bidder?John King: Well, it's an interesting question you ask. Let me go to our electoral map to take the question. The simple answer is we don't know. Because it might not only be Ralph Nader who will be running but also the libertarian, that could be former Congressman Bob Barr. If he wins the libertarian nomination, so you could have a republican/conservative like Bob Barr, somebody like Ralph Nader who has come in. Would Ralph Nader hurt the democrats more if it were Clinton versus Obama? That's a tough question to answer. One of the things we do know is that Ralph Nader would go on. He ha
Ralph Nader for President 2008 June 16, 2008 Obama and the Democrats are raking it in from the big corporations. Big corporate executives, for some reason, like Obama and the Democrats, but do not like Nader/Gonzalez. Therefore, we must rely on you - our loyal supporters. Right turn?After securing the nomination, Obama immediately ripped into absentee black fathers, while kowtowing to the right-wing AIPAC lobby. What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong is that Obama is moving right. He's got the corporate money, the powerful lobbies, and big business in his corner. And he's not looking back. But we have to make sure Obama knows that we are organizing. And will be relentless in pursuit of justice throughout the year. Obama might have the corporate executives and big law firms in his corner. But we have you. And with your help, Nader/Gonzalez will be on ten state ballots by the end of the month
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An attorney arrived home late, after a very tough day trying to get a stay of execution for a client who was due to be hanged for murder at midnight. His last minute plea for clemency to the governor had failed and he was feeling worn out and depressed. As soon as he walked through the door at home, his wife started on him about, "What time of night to be getting home is this? Where have you been?" "Dinner is cold and I'm not reheating it". And on and on and on. Too shattered to play his us ua l role in this familiar ritual, he went and poured himself a shot of whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the bathtub, pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks as he drug himself up the stairs. While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and was told that her husband's client, James Wright, had been granted a stay of execution after all. Wright would not be hanged tonight. Finally realizing what a terrible day he m ust have had, she decided
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Have you ever been in the position where you are waiting for a phone call, or a text message, or an email from that one person who makes you feel like your grip on the skin of the world is firm enough to stop you sliding of? The person who doesn’t have to say anything when you’re together, just be there? The one who makes you stop doubting your existence and makes you realise that you are a fully paid up member of the human race? And they are the one person who doesn’t know that they are that person to you? If not, then I have mingled feelings of pity and envy for you. If you have, it’s just the pity. This is one of the worst places I have been. It’s a middle ground, a no-mans-land between acceptance and rejection and, quite frankly, it sucks giant donkey balls. Giant crystals enjoyed perfection With lengths over 11m, the giant gypsum crystals found in Mexico's Cueva de los Cristales are a great natural wonder. Now, a Spanish-Mexican team thinks it can explain how these mar
Nail To The Fence
Nails in the Fence There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally, the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they lea
Nails In The Fence...
NAIL IN THE FENCE Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence. (Most importantly the last sentence) There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He sa
Nail In The Fence
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just lik
Nail In The Fence
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just
Nailing East Today
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Nails In The Fence
NAILS IN THE FENCE There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When y
Nails In The Fence
NAILS IN THE FENCE There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say thing
Nail In The Fence
NAILS IN THE FENCE There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next < /B>few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. > > He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young b oy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. > > The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger,
Nails In The Fence
NAILS IN THE FENCE There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you
Nails In A Fence...
NAILS IN THE FENCE   Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.   (Most importantly the last sentence)     
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It was a sunny day in the frozen barren land.... A day that seemed like a perfect day to get new phones. As i drove towards the mall listening to a variety of music and really no one pissing me off while driving. All seemed well..   I get to the mall and woah look an actual expectant mothers parking spot. I am in luck, there is good in this pregnant world. Im glad I wore runners because walking the cement floors of a mall is a nemesis to a big pregnant lady.. I make it to the store, Im standing in line hes there with another client so i find the nearest wall and lean on it... Oh looks hes done my turn, Hes my guy... the guy you make your store buddy cause you shop their so often they know you... He grabs my phone I tell him what i want he says it will be 20 minutes do you want to sit in the lounge ill turn on the tv. My stomach is growling so i tell him im going to run and grab some food... I make my way to the bread and saucery company, a cute little coffee shop. I grab a sausage
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Glittering Lizard  Today's blog is a tutorial on how to get the nails I uploaded yesterday. There are only 4 products that you'll need besides your base and top coat. The best part is that everything I used has a dupilicate that you could substitute. Besides your base and top coat, you'll need: OPI Don't Mess with OPI (OPI Jade is the New Black) OPI Just Spotted the Lizard (Sephora Diving in Malaysia OR Chanel Peridot) Essie Shine of the Times (Nubar 2010 OR Sally Hansen Hidden Treasure OR Essence Waking up in Vegas) OPI Black Shatter (China Glaze Black Mesh)  } STEP ONE Prepare your nail by laying a thin layer of the base coat down and allow to dry.   } STEP TWO Lay down a thin but even layer of Don't Mess with OPI so that your nail is completely covered. This may be a one or two coater. Allow to dry.   } STEP THREE (OPTIONAL) You may wish to create an accent finger or do your entire hand like this. I personally just did accent fingers. It adds a nice glitzy flash.
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you meet someone on line and you think, wow that person is nice, you im them for awhile and then you are talking on the phone. they say everything that you want to hear, know all that you desire. they give you this nice little nickname that when you hear it it makes you smile. then one day you meet them, already half in love, then you look into their eyes and you know that you are beyond help. they treat you so nicely, act as if they really care. and when you separate from each other after spending time you feel as though you are drifting on air...eagerly you await word from them, surely they care? so finally you break down and call them and you feel as though you are only bothering them. as the days pass by you hear less and less, the conversation isn't hardly there, and finally you see someone else where you used to be on their page, so when you become upset and ask them about it they blow up on you and quit talking to you completely, only to reappear out of nowhere just a few days l
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Due to the climate of political correctness now pervading America,Kentuckians, Tennesseans and West Virginians will no longer be referred to as "HILLBILLIES." You must now refer to them as APPALACHIAN-AMERICANS. And furthermore HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT WOMEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT: 1. She is not a "BABE" or a "CHICK" - She is a "BREASTED AMERICAN." 2. She is not a "SCREAMER" or a "MOANER" - She is "VOCALLY APPRECIATIVE." 3. She is not "EASY" - She is "HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE." 4. She is not a "DUMB BLONDE" - She is a "LIGHT-HAIRED DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY." 5. She has not "BEEN AROUND" - She is a "PREVIOUSLY-ENJOYED COMPANION." 6. She is not an "AIRHEAD" - She is "REALITY IMPAIRED." 7. She does not get "DRUNK" or "TIPSY" - She gets "CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED" 8. She does not have "BREAST IMPLANTS" - She is "MEDICALLY ENHANCED." 9. She does not "NAG" you - She becomes "VERBALLY REPETITIVE." 10. She is not a "TRAMP" - She is "SEXUALLY EXTROVERTED." 11. She d
Naked Pic?
Just taking a vote.. I was wondering if I should put a naked pic on here. It would of course be private.. I am not that, or that brave. So let me know what you all think. Thanks. Lata!!
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why arent there any damn naked people online?..j/k i jus wanted to see how this shit works!!! check out my pics rate me a high score ...pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Naked People
Can someone please explain to me why the majority of the females on this site are freakin half naked? I mean, seriously. Every where I look there are boobs or a cha-cha hanging out. Did I join a website that is mainly for hooking up and I just didn't realize or what? And let's not forget about the males....I have never seen so many bondage freaks in my life! I see pictures of guys in leather thongs! Now, I understand that that is your cup of tea, but I definitely do not want a sip of that. Whatever happened to being modest? Or am I just extremely old-fashion and just haven't came to grips with yet?
Naked This Weekend
Now we have moved to Mexico we live in a house were we stay naked 24/7. We have a beach out back and sun our naked bodies and play in the warm water. Sometime friends will come up to see us and we will all get naked and play in the water. Could you live naked 24/7? To walk the beach with the sun on your body making you hot and wet all over. THe only way to cool off is to jump in the water and swim nake out to the reef. Feeling the cool water flow over your naked body. It is such a hard life here. well we are going to Forest Hills Nudist Camp this weekend. It si going to be in the 70s and we r going to get naked. anyone want to come.
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