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Which Wings Should I Get
Which One Are You?
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs. REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn!!! We fucked up!!! But that shit was fun!" FAKE FRIENDS: Never see you cry. REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you. FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget its yours..LOL FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you. FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you! FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!" FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life. FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had
Which “type” Of Sex Do You Know About And Use?
For those who do not know – and trust me, there are tons thatdon’t – there are three main types of “vanilla” sex. Below I have described what I consider themto be as well as a description so that you may understand the difference andhopefully learn something. There is certainly a time and place for each ofthem, but if all you do is the first type, you will never land “The One” asthey will always feel used. Type A – Animalistic Sex I am sure we all know and use this one. This is the “Fuck meright now and fuck me hard” type of sex. It is the one where one or both peoplemay not even bother to take all of their clothes off. Many times, even though itdoes feel great to the woman, the woman does not have an orgasm, as the onlything that is used is penetration. (Most women do not orgasm with just penetrationin case you did not know.) Some men feel the need to chant over and over “Youlove the feel of my cock in your pussy, do
Which Color Today?
Can you guess the color of the underwear i wear? If you're the first to give the correct answer that day .... perhaps i have a surprise for you. Remember: only ONE guess each day!
Which One Do U Prefer? A Quickie Or All Nighter??
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While You Sleep, I Destroy Your World
i just got sick of the internet all together, and haven't really been getting on a whole hell of a lot. anyway, what's been going on? let's see.... me and pookie hooked up with a girl we were supposed to get with years ago, and that went horrible. needless to say, she got "fired" and now it's just back to me and pookie again. i guess we're still open to a 3rd in the future, but are we ever gonna be picky now. hmmm. what else? oh yeah, we resurrected the old Pigfucker Records label as the new Creepy Guy Records. we're mainly dealing in music of the extreme variety ( black metal, punk - as in REAL punk, and powerviolence.). none of that pussy ass MTV-friendly shit on our we should have a few CDs dropping this year, and should also have a full blown record store up and running when we move to Seattle later in the year. more on that soon, i'm sure. other than that, not a whole lot new. thanx to all the ppl who didn't delete my sorry ass and continued to leave me comments and
While You Were Sleeping
While You Were Sleeping While you were sleeping I felt your heart beating. While you were sleeping in my head love was repeating. While you were sleeping all I could do was smile. While you were sleeping I watched you for a while. While you were sleeping I always held your hand. While you were sleeping I knew where my heart would land. While you were sleeping you would hold me near. While you were sleeping I would cry all my tears. While you were sleeping from you I knew I wouldn't part. While you were sleeping I gave to you my heart.
While Im Away Im Thinking Of You
Hi friends! When I'm not here I am thinking of you all. My longtime pal AMF69 will help me to stay in touch with you when I'm not here...he is a great pal and I trust him completely so dont be faraid to leave me any message...If it was'nt for his invitation, I'd not be here and would'nt have met any of you. I will be in and out whenever possible. Love you all to bits! Absinthe Hi Friends This is a serious Note for you all.. I have created a Online Petition to be sent to British Prime Minister Tony Blair at the time all signatures have been recieved. After all these many years the Human Rights of Irish Republican Prisioners are still being denied. There are still men and women who are going on hungerstrikes for simple requests like..Education and the right to visits from family and not to be beaten. Although this site is a place to let your hair is also a place where I have met some great people who hav
While The Reaper Tarries
I hike the hills of Iaqua Where colors steal my breath away A dusty road, a verdant ridge A golden field, a swinging bridge Soft greens of every shade and hue A sky of iridescent blue An unexpected apple tree Where nature gives out snacks for free The apple, round and sweet and firm Try finding one without a worm What caused this giving tree to grow? The seed was planted long ago And tended by a calloused hand An act of faith I understand I learned it on the summer day I hiked the hills of Iaqua Wake up! Get out of bed! Throw the shutters open Wide! Hell, shatter them! Smash the hinges! Laugh While the shutters explode and fall In pieces Slow motion to the ground Throw your arms wide open too To the sun To the wind To the rain To the lightning and thunder To the sleet and snow Accept it all Feel the blastfurnace heat Feel the icicle cold Let them touch your open heart Do not draw the world into your soul Thrust your soul into the world To
While You Where Here
Somedays I just want to be a missing person. You know that face on the milk carton? You feel bad for their family and hope they are alright but you don't get up and go looking for them. While you where here with me my love for you did stay, even since you have gone away I still love you just the same. My feelings for you jsut wont die, I wish I was yours and you where still mine. Oh don't you worry dear, I wont be left behind, I will haunt your heart and wipe your tears each and every time you cry.
While You Were Sleeping
This is a poem I wrote for my two beautiful childern. Samantha, Joseph I love you. While you were sleeping, I sat by your bed. I watched you as you smiled through your dreams. I traced your perfect shell ear, Touched every curl On your little head. I tried to sleep But the sound of your breathing Drew me back to your room. I couldn't resist The magic which tugged At my heartstrings And brought me to your side. I settled on the floor Once again. Back against the wall, Holding your tiny hand in mine. While you were sleeping I fell in love with you all over again.
While I Am Away
While I'm Absent
Yeah, I have A gang of Devil_Desciple men,Mexican Mafia & Hellz' Angels after my ass...wanting me dead for {Can't say} F#%K!!I had you guys W0rried, didn't I,,Heehe {They can't mess w/ A_B nowayz.Well lets get dwn 2 biz,quick-like/I'll be fine & around, but in a few dayz i'll have this new computer(Dell/Desktop} on its w4y to were i stay at so I'll be sending an I.B.M laptop back to where it came from for a refund & an Acer laptop to the manufacterer (for repair){cracked L.C.D}screen_(during this time i want have a way to get online)and visit you people on Fubar until my new stuff is here& setup> Feel free 2 drop n & Add/Fan/Rat8/comment my profile here..I shall return from my temporary grave After these bikers finish me off,yeah right
While Your Lips Are Still Red
sweet little words made for silence not talk young heart for love not heartache dark hair for catching the wind not to veil the sight of a cold world kiss while your lips are still red while he's still silent rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool drown into eyes while they're still blind love while the night still hides the withering dawn first day of love never comes back a passionate hour's never a wasted one the violin, the poet's hand, every thawing heart plays your theme with care kiss while your lips are still red while he's still silent rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool drown into eyes while they're still blind love while the night still hides the withering dawn
While I Was Away
While i was away, i had time to think. and I yes i will be a fubar lifer i just wont go nuts like i have in the past I did met a wounderful man on hear and yes we are still together, we love each other very much. but back to what i was saying, I made changes in my life and now i am making my changes on here on fubar. yes i started out a bit open very open with my body with picture and i regreted in alots of ways because i made myself look bad and some few choice words i can't bring myself to say, well they are gone from here and my pcu i don't need pictures like that to disgrace myself i am better then that. plus i have a wounderful man that loves for who I am. I will be on fubar here and there from time to time i do miss my friends here yes i did make really great friends like jesse, tomcat, bill, to mention a few just remember there is a life out there don't get lost in the realems of the pcu. Mary  
While We Were Dreaming
While you lie on your backAnd move through the scarsSo careful you areTo surrender everythingBut Jesus ain't comin'So don't waste your timeNot yours and not mineYou're only dreamingAnd while you were schemingof silver machinesFar above the leavesI snuck into your sceneDon't lie there, lurkingBehind your troubled wallsWicked as they areYou're not deceivingAnd if I could find your heartI would pull it from your chestAnd smash you with my fistTil it was beatingAnd if there's a hole insideHeaven in your head Coz the angel that you kissedJust left you bleedingI know it ain't easyTo keep roundin' onWhen the voices in your skullAre always screamingBroke into your prisonAnd dropped the sleeping guardsPainted flowers on the barsAnd snuck you out the yardParalysed and gleamingWith visions of new statesWe're wrapped in our embraceWhile we were dreaming
While Your At It.....
For about a week now, there has been many showing their thanks for Veterans.  As a vet, Your welcome. HOWEVER Just stop.  Stop...  It really doesn't do a damn thing except remind us that the Government who we wrote a blank check to for up to our lives didn't mean one God damn mother fucking thing. Let me give everyone who may no know a Active Duty, Reserve, National Guard. of which ever branch.  But if you encounter one. Ask if they pay for health insurance out of their pitiful pay.  The answer is going to be Yes... That's right, our military has to pay for health insurance. I don't know how or why this is so.  Other than the Insurance Lobby providing fellatio to enough congress and senators to make it happen. Now If you really want to thank our Military, Get off Facebook close out your web browser and Write a letter. Several actually. Print them off to your Congressman, Senators and hell yes the President.   Telling them that it is Unamerican to have our Military pay for th
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The Whimsical Webs Of Raena
When dawn fades, into early morning light. Cudzu on the vine, dew drops crystal bright. Moisture drips, from the weathered edges. Creeps up the wall, and faded window ledges. Here thier love was borne, right at the break of dawn. In the shadows of, The Willow's song. Dark claws touch her face, with exquiste release. He senses her aura, no need to even speak. His translucent wings wrap around her, with infinte grace. She steps close to his chest, and touches his face. Tendrils of golden curls, and eyes of striking green. Talons so shiney and black, in the morning sun do gleam. With fluidic motion, there could be no deciet. reaching down, he swept her, completely off her feet. Together and Etherial, the dragon and she. Have journeyed through time, for endless eternities. They found that love, had surpassed it's bounds. it has no limits, it completely surrounds. In liquid grace, it fills the mold. And Love ...well... It's the greate
Whimsical World
Saturday Morning Cartoons - Violent Femmes - Eep Opp Ork Ah Ah (Means I Love You) The Jetsons.mp3 - It's a Whimsical World! Don't be one of those who take everything so seriously! Enjoy the little fun things that are everywhere! Hurry up and join and start enjoying the whimsical side of life! It's easy! First please rate the pictures in the Just a touch of whimsy folder starting with this one. Please leave a comment on the last one. Then just fan, rate, and add everyone who has joined before you... or leave a comment on their profile if they are already your friend. In the friend request, or comment, put "I'm ready for whimsy!" or something similar. When you receive a request or comment, please rate, fan, and comment back. When you are done with everyone on the list, send me a private message so I will know to add you. We're all here to have fun, so no d
Ok so once again i got my back up about fucking breed-specific legislation, or as most call it, bullshit legislation. How the fuck is banning a breed going to stop dog attack problems? All it does is restrict and destroy dogs based on breed (or looks for those mistaken as) and has NOTHING to do with temperment. The part that shits me the most is that it's always by people that are completely fucking ignorant and know nothing about the breed - all dogs can be dangerous when the wrong fucking person gets hold of them. The media just fucking adds fuel to the fire. I remember when i was 15 and i walked to work one afternoon. A dog ran out and attacked this kid on his bike that was delivering junk mail, the woman was screaming and running out before it even started - she knew wat it was like. Anyway, I helped them out and it was a fucking LABRADOR and guess what, in the paper it said the part blue heeler. If there was blue heeler in that dog, i'm a fucking nun but fuck me. Fucking media.
Whining Some More...
Yah Hi its me again, just Needed to vent a Bit More!! I feel Very Down... We are in the Month I hate the Most. and No its not Because my birthday Is coming either. when I get time I will someday, put it all here.
I have to say that there a lot of people out there that think that if they don't have pics of T&A that they get overlooked. Same goes for men someone comes by and sees your page they find out your a guy and they leave... Exception being that some woman if not all woman will atleast leave a vote or comment, some will do both. I have found that the people that complain about these types of things are usually the ones most guilty of the same things that they criticize ofthers for. We are all just a bunch of pervs, looking for our next verb. (you have seen the commercial it is what you do) I want everyone to feel welcome at my page and if I stop by and don't say something, please bust me out for it. I need to practice what I preach too. Remember to Bestow and receive, if someone stops by and gives you a vote, a comment, or even a shout, try to do your best to return the gift... as far as points I could care less I just enjoy the friends that I have found and want to
Im actually on CT on my cellphone, pleading with anyone on my friends list, or anyone who sees this at all to take pity on me. I'm having an awful day at work and it would mean tons to me if you could send some picture mail to my phone and cheer me up. If you do, send me an e-mail on this site afterwards and I promise to rate and comment everything in your pictures and stash%2
Here's what I think of it: Attention whores suck. I'm not here to be at some special rating or to get as many fans/friends as I can. This isn't my social life - I thought it would be a fun way to meet some new people and kill time while I'm working. Apparently I'm in the minority, as most people I've come across seem to be either interested in hooking up for sex with someone in their area, or just interested in getting a little ego stroke by people fawning all over their profiles. I'm not going to beg someone to buy me things, nor am I going to put anything other than my NAME where my NAME should be. I have no affiliation with any group of people on this site and I like it that way. I'm not a VIC because I honestly don't see the real necessity of financially supporting this site yet, even though I have more than enough means necessary. Why are there people that don't use their real pictures? Why are you here if you are that ashamed of yourself? I'm not the most gorgeous person on
Why do people complain and make nasty comments when someone rates their pic less than a ten? Isnt the rating system designed to rate someones picture on what you think about it? I personally don't care what people think of my pic, how I look or what I say. Rate me the way you feel. I don't care. If you don't like me, I don't care. Lighten up losers. If you don't want a less than ten rating, take your picture down. But quit your damn bitching and moaning. geez
Whinny Babys
Whiney Ass Blogs
I will be posting most of my blogs in Randomness.. But On days like today.. when I feel like I have been ran over by a truck and that no one loves me. I will post here. It was just a shitty day at work.. I am being held accountable for things that 2 different shifts do and it is soo frustrating. I have to be able do my own work sometimes.. There is a new stocking program implemented that pretty much doubles my work every day and I am trying to figure out how I can do that. I log on here... and no one says Hi.. :( I know.. cry me a river... :P
who are all the fucking whiners that bitch about everyone elses mumms? i am tired of extremely personal mumms and the people that bitch about the content. the whiners that never post mumms, they are the ones that believe they are better than everyone and can degrade nonstop on others polls. i have been known to post a negative comment or 2, but its getting out of control. stop bitching on anothers point of view!
Whinning Bitch In My Shoutbox
My Shoutbox Leah♊...: Genes. It causes emotions, but is not in itself emotion. You're wired a certain way, and then act and adjust accordingly. I'm not saying people can't act different, but they can't change who they are fundamentally. ->Leah♊...: wait wait think that an individuals core has nothing to do with a humans emotions? please inlightne me on what a "core" is then Leah♊...: Many people were ingoring her question. She specifically stated that she understood that attitude and ideals change. She wanted to know about the core of an individual's existence. Emotions have nothing to do with determining whether it's possible for that to change. ->Leah♊...: I called you that becasue you are only looking at the words...not the true emotions ->Leah♊...: no one was ignoring her question at all. ->Leah♊...: I never said I wasn't judemental Leah♊...: Balls, eh? And to set things straight... you're judgemental as
Whiners And Douches
Look, i realize its normal for people to just ignore someones profile. Myself, i take the time to READ almost everyones profile, and as stated in mine i want people to read mine also before speaking to me or sending me a friends request. Some of you fucking dumbasses obviously dont, especially when you send me a friends request or a shout saying something pertaining to " SPOIL ME" or "SEE MY NSFW FOR BLING PACK". That sorta tells me you nasty bitches havent read my profile. So yes not only am i going to DENY your request, im going to go out of my way to express just how fucking ugly and nasty your ass is. If that hurts your feelings, good thats what it was meant to do dumbass. If you dont have any respect for me, why should i have any for you? While me denying your friends request might not bother you, know that i actualy enjoy ripping into you and your pictures. Pro tip, your not a sex goddess, your a virtual entity and your pictures are just pixels not something so errotic
Okay that woman I was talking  about in my other blog, lets just call her Sybil,anyway after all the heartache and torment she caused me, she had the audacity to try to turn my ex husband against me,sur e he bought her crap for awhile but after  some facts came to light, like her calling me names after she said she stopped, and threats on my life he stopped talking to her.great but 1 thing he told me and my cousin told me to; see, she (Sybil) unknowingly  was talking to my cus on Facebook,(my cousin is slick) anyway  she whined how she had to work for evryting she has, her parents struggled,ate soup, blah blah blah,she bitched about how I was raised, comftorably , but not rich,my dad owned a juice business for over 40 years, built it from the ground up was a big sucucess,but i never got a car till after i was married  the 1st time then it was a used 1, she called me a rich bitch,how is that?because my parents didn't starve? owned a modest 3 bedrom home,car,we had tvs, coul
Is it me or is it we have whiners everywhere still lol. It dosnr matter where you are, regular Fu or in mafia this is all just a game and a place to have fun. If you dont get what you want, not enough like's, to many dislike's, not enough page rates comments picture rate's or bling, then get a job and buy it yourself and get yourself out there and get known and be friendly. If you get beat up in mafia, learn the game, play the game, join a turf or stay turfless. You cant beat everyone and no one is unbeatable, yes people bling, it's part of the game, it's where you have the opition to so if you want, if you dont want to do whine, it's still an option for other's not just for yourself other's just choose to take that option. All in all, and at the end of the day wether you spend all day, part of the day, everyday, or every other day here, it's still just a game and it's to have fun. I wish you the best and a greta fu time ;)
Whining Ass Cry Baby
chicks wanna make a nigga look bad ha you got another thing coming if you think you that bad runnin they mouth looking for sympathy from niggas bitch grow the fuck up handle your own business lil cry baby why you ignoring me only reason why is cuz bitch you  annoying me yo one thing you dont know bout me is I DONT GIVE A FUCK what you or anyone else gotta say about me tryin to get me set up by ex supposed girlfriends ha you trippin that shit whack the bitch is inher 20's acting like she back in high school with the childish bull crap so yea yo this is my blog my flow what ever you wanna calll it but check this out bitch your like an illegal imagrant in my book you just been deported so fuck you and your littel childish shit you wanna talk about me this is what you fucking get you run your mouth bout me talkin shit believe this will be only the beginning for what ill have in store for you bitch dj papi chulo the one and only all the real chicks get the fuck at me 
Whiney, Needy, Insecure Women
Too often I run across women on various sites complaining about their love life. For example, right now there is a female on my Facebook that is constantly whining..."what did I do wrong? How can I prove to you I love you? I'm sorry Im jealous. Please can we get back together, I want you and need you and love you" WHATEVER!!!! If you're having that hard of a time with a man....move on!!!! I'VE DECIDED TO WRITE THIS BLOG IN AN ATTEMPT TO HELP WOMEN WHO CANT GET OUT OF THIS THINKING THEY HAVE AND BELIEVE IT TO BE HARD-WIRED...THESE ARE THINGS YOU WORRY AND FEAR ABOUT. ALSO, TO SNAP SOME OF YOU OUT OF THE INTENSE DESIRE TO HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WORK OUT HOW YOU WANT. A relationship is a compromise STOP TRYING TO BE A PERFECTIONIST AND CONTROL EVERY LITTLE DETAIL. If you're upset that your man wants a 3some and you don't...DON'T agree to it and then COMPLAIN!!! If you and your man are so on again off again to the point of every week....WHY are you with him? Dont give me that BS that you
Whippedmama's Wet Dream
Whips N Chains Society
Who would like to have a big nice surprise from embyr? oh trust me you dont want to miss out on this . so hurry hurry before its to late CLICK HERE FOR SURPRISE hello everyone, could you , would you please please with sugar on top add the family account to your friends list it is very important as this is where alot of stuff will go on and everything pls repost this just click the pic below to go to the site ty embyr just click the pic to go to it
~whips N Chains Society Newsletter~
WEEKLY NEWSLETTER-MARCH 6TH, 2007 ~ARCADIA~-REPORTER WHIPS N CHAINS SOCIETY: WNCS was formed online by friends and family to show their support in the beliefs and practices with BDSM. It is also a means of teaching all the new people in the art of BDSM and how to safely execute this belief to the ones that are seeking the knowledge and guidance. This is our very first issue of our newsletter and one will be out every Friday. It will feature members birthdays, contest entry, 2 random members of the week, events and info on members everyday life as well as group discussion and decisions’ WE also have a lounge we are in the process of getting running . so please join that as well and provide a short bio in the discussion section…the link is below THIS WEEKS FEATURED MEMBERS: Arcadia-Reporting Co-Founder Shaniqua-Family Greeter BIRTHDAY WISHES: SIR CRITTER- FEBRUARY 27 BABYDOLL - MARCH 03 I would also li
Whips & Chains Society
Attention All Whips & Chains Society Members. I have been asked to design a new License for your members. I worked with Embyr and came up with the license you see below. If you want one of these please private message the following information.... CT #: 1233456 Sexual Perference: staight Position: Dom/Master/Mistress/submissive/slave etc Status: collared or Uncollared is sub/slave and single or taken if a Dom/Master etc.. Signature: Sir Dave.. etc.. and the picture you'd like on the license. I will make them as soon as I can and I will send back the license via a reply to the information you send me.. Thank You Sir Dave
~whips N Chains Society Info.~
Contract (BDSM) In BDSM, a contract is an agreement, usually written, between the Dominant and submissive in a 24/7 or TPE relationship. It is the formal act of consent to the power exchange. Some are very formal and will detail exactly what is expected and can run for multiple pages. Others are as brief as a single paragraph. Either way, one is derived by negotiation on the part of both parties. BDSM couples consider the contract to hold equal moral authority to a marriage commitment. As such, constructing a proper contract is very much like writing a pre-nuptial agreement. General outline A typical contract contains many of the following elements. As there is no consensus within the BDSM community to the structure of a contract, this list is to serve as an example from which the Dominant and submissive may construct a document that both sides will accept. Petition The Petition acts in the same manner as a Cover letter for a résumé. In a petition a submissive will make
I am broken into larger pieces, crashing through paper dollies, razor thin whiplash - careering unspun across this flat earth. On certain mountaintops, the ocean is heard like thundering trees, in whispers of glass statuettes and the building currents of tomorrow's wind sweeping each moment into a dead bird's grave. Where will the anguished laughter land, when next we sit in rows of discontented cunts? Wash your hands. Begin again. © All rights reserved
Whipped Cream
What's Your Kinky Turn On?created with You scored as WhipsYour turn on is the "good ol'" whip. You either like to feel in charge during sex, or you like to feel pain. Sex isn't sex unless it's rough. Biting 75%Whips 75%Bondage 58%Chains/Handcuffs 42%Blood 42%Blind Folds 0%
Whipped Cream
The Whipping
1Pe 3:13 Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good?  1Pe 3:14 But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear what they fear ; do not be frightened.”  1Pe 3:15 But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect,  1Pe 3:16 keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander.  1Pe 3:17 It is better, if it is God’s will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil.  1Pe 3:18 For Christ died for sins once for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive by the Spirit,  1Pe 3:19 through whom also he went and preached to the spirits in prison  1Pe 3:20 who disobeyed long ago when God waited patiently in the days of Noah while the ark was being
Whipper Snapper
Everyone knows one. Sometimes you ARE one. I am just begging and pleading, don't be "that guy" (or girl). Pleaaaassse? Some of these things are a brief review from my profile page...but I've added some new & improved rants! Yeee Hawwww! These FuFlakes burn my FuMuffins. If I have missed any, please feel free to add your own:   1. People who have a fucking boomerang on and their profile is private/open to friends only. LAME.   2. People who go bonkers and delete hundreds of people from their friends list. Oh and better yet *then* make their profile private, yet I am still your FAN and have to see your lame-ass fucking statuses and actions still. I either have to go through tons of pages of my fans to delete your ass off that way, which I am too lazy to do, or continue to be subjected to your bullshit. Dammit.   3. Those who are constantly telling me how much 'easier' it is to chat on Yahoo. If I wanted to chat on Yahoo I'd fucking be there and not here. But alas I am not, I am lo
Whip Loving Kinkster
If you enjoy neing a Lady in all her glory, join me at and find my blog. There you will find photos of the delicious way in which this Knigh pleasures his Lady; and in some pics you will see her with her
Whisper My Name
an infinite sadness darkens my soul losing her has taken control where is my love scattered like leaves what do i feel nothin but grief here i stand and stand alone a weakened light a distant home hidden amongst us a band of theives their purpose to steal the souls we need when happiness and love dies in the rain my only hope one of pain a look from you one i call friend picks me up again and again balance me now with a will to live do this for me and my life i give and if you need or feel the same look my direction whisper my name
Whispers Of Darko
"whispers In The Dark"
(THIS IS FOR MY SPECIAL SOMEONE) "whispers in the dark" When you whisper my name you release me; when you close your eyes can you see me? when i whisper your name do you hear me? when i embrace you at night can you feel me? when you see me smile will you kiss me? if you see me lonely will you hold me? if i gave you my heart will you take it? there are many in life that might break it. written words may not always feel the same but.... if you listen closely...... you will hear me calling your name.... because i am always speaking from the heart.. when i am.. whispering.... to... you... in the dark...
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot...over!!
Or not... Fuck the VA... Fuck a system that works for everyone but those that put money and blood into it... Fuck old people... Fuck Minivans... Fuck old people in minivans... And fuck the bill I gotta pay thanks to old people in minivans... FUCK!!!!! Reached my daily limit for my current rank? Can't rate anymore? What kind of commie bullshit is that?
whispers to windstorms witness as it hits home, so precious the petals of a cyclone,its victims left mindblown, the government says that we should settle like gieco threw the fuckin roof is more than were this mutherfucka just might go hypodermic with a style air bubble a short struggle the subject dies, a brief huddle, remove the rubble, delicately place the soul back in to the bubble. we trouble ourselfes enough to pummel elephants, mere man, its no wonder so many suffer while surrounded by etheral delagates. dignity is not only for creator entity, but creative entity .so big up yourself by shedding the shackles that keep you dead to me federal intervention at this point is dead ahead of me. politics today is just a way of better watching things. as if big brother needed a more secure means of locking things.their mocking me. but have not yet began to devise a means of stopping me, logicaly one would do better to comprehend before demolishing quite possibly your s
Whispering My Name
Why is it so cold and lonely, Why does it feel like someone is right next to me? It feels like they are breathing no whispering in my ear.They keep telling me to come near. Am I going insane? Felling someone gone is feeling nothing but an ache. Yet I love them and they are so far gone. No they are not really gone they live on in my heart And the keep whispering my name telling me to come near. Fear Don't Live Here I want a second chance at life. I want to feel wild. I want to wear my heart on my sleeve. Cuz fear don't live here anymore. You can't hurt me like you did before. cuz I grew strong and Fear don't live here anymore. Your words and actions would make me cry myself to sleep. often feeling cold, Thats over now!! Cuz fear don't live here anymore. Monica Joyce Matthews Copyright ©2007 Monica Matthews You broke my heart when you left me, No words could discribe the pain. We never talk anymore. I miss you all the same. Tears been cried and hearts
Whispers Of The Lakota
Never dream where life never ends where people live in perfect harmony where color is not wrong where we can walk and sing without laughter of put down where someone greets you with words of joy where loneliness and inequality become a speck of dirt in the winds of the past But reality must come first. WHERE LIFE NEVER ENDS RED CLOUD GRADUATE 2006 Hello all I am selling a car for a 77 year old lady who needs money to help pay her medical bills. She just had open heart surgery this year and now she is doing real good. Now for her car she asked me to sell for her: It is a 1994 chevy mini van with a little over 200,000 miles on it the mortor runs good and the transmission has just been rebuilt on it. she is asking 850 dollars for it. But please only United States and Canada repond please no over sea people please. Buyer picks it up she will not ship it no where sorry people.
Chosen Paths There’s a road that winds around mountains not seen by all Embankments to where you could and many did fall Misunderstood by the town folk for being quiet and withdrawn Guard dogs and spiked iron fences surround your lawn They see a glimpse of you on occasion behind the weeping willow No one knows why you sleep on a tear soaked pillow You would have died, set yourself free but a survivor lived inside So many paths filled with dry creeks and thorny vines so you hide You find some peace at night when shadows become your friend poetry and song you keep in your soul accepting it's not the end You find beauty in isolated wonders and deserted places Never having to share the pain that’s worn by many faces By Sheila
Whispered Wisdom
On turning 29… I will officially start the final year of my twenties on June 2nd. *deep breath* 29??!! That's just one year away from 30! It’s hard to believe. How time flies. June 2, 1978 seems like so long ago. If you’re a boomer, you probably don’t think much of my generation—Gen X. But that’s because we’re a threat to you! My generation is changing the world! Just think of all that has happened in the world these past 29 years... Watergate, Jimmy Carter, Star Wars during the Reagan administration (not the movies), fall of the Soviet Union, Bill Clinton scandal, Gulf War, 9/11, War on Terror and the list goes on and on. I loved the 80’s, mostly the music and styles. That’s when I grew up, but I had no idea just how much the world was changing. Then, the Berlin Wall fell. I’ll never forget that day in November. 1989. I was 12 and on top of the world. I can remember my history teacher telling me that the world would never be the same. He was right. Then, somethin
Whispers On The Wind!!
I thought you said you loved me, but it was whispers on the wind, And sometimes when it's late at night, I hear those words again, And when the rain is falling, so softly as a mist, I hear a sound that whispers, a sound just like a kiss. When the moon is shining full, and it shows me where to walk, I hear the wind flow through the trees, I remember how we talked, With faces close, and hands held tight, No words were needed then, Between our hearts our love would pass, like whispers on the wind.
"Whisper" Catch me as I fall Say you're here and it's all over now Speaking to the atmosphere No one's here and I fall into myself This truth drives me Into madness I know I can stop the pain If I will it all away [Chorus:] Don't turn away (Don't give in to the pain) Don't try to hide (Though they're screaming your name) Don't close your eyes (God knows what lies behind them) Don't turn out the light (Never sleep never die) I'm frightened by what I see But somehow I know That there's much more to come Immobilized by my fear And soon to be Blinded by tears I can stop the pain If I will it all away [Chorus] Fallen angels at my feet Whispered voices at my ear Death before my eyes Lying next to me I fear She beckons me Shall I give in Upon my end shall I begin Forsaking all I've fallen for I rise to meet the end [Chorus x3] Servatis a pereculum. Servatis a maleficum
i try to open my eyes i can not see.... i feel my skin there is nothing there.. what is wrong with me.... i look again..i can not see... i hear small voices, faint but so close.. i can feel the whispers... whats wrong with me.... i can hear crying far off, but why... i hear my name through a sob... what is wrong with me
TESStaMENt She Stands Defiant and Noble , Guardian of Her Destiny, She Wavers Only to Her Man, Stature of Strength and Warrior Born, Pillar to Her Masters Castle, Falling Only to His Command. He Looks Up to Her as Goddess Born , from His Bed He can See Her Eyes, Knowing that She watches Over Him as He Slumbers, Sandman in Disguise. Each Day I Awaken She's Closer to My Bed, Yearning to Share My Welcome Realm, Shall I Allow Her to Lie Next to Me or at My Feet to Keep Them Warm? A Love Brewing that I Find Ever Seldom. She Yearns to Be My Inner Strength but Knows Well I Need It Not, for I Tower Inside Above the Highest Mountain,Should I Allow Her to Climb to My Peak to Look Out at the World as I See It? Wiping Both of Our Tears at Resilience, Eyes Becoming a Salty Fountain. Too Flood the Valley Below, Aquarium to the Souls We Keep, I Drink Deeply within Her Gaze, Searching for That Which I Have Sought a Lifetime, Weaving In and Out of Her Past Like a Forbodin
Whiskey Tango
Can't wait for this saturday and the big bash at Tango!! I will get to see a lot of people I have not seen in a while and I will get to see my boys kick ass! Weehoooooooo!! Come on out and join the drunken debauchery!
Whispers In The Wind
1. THINGY (thing-ee) n. Female...... Any part under a car's hood. Male..... The strap fastener on a woman's bra. 2. VULNERABLE (vul-ne-ra-bel) adj. Female.... Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another. Male.... Playing football without a cup. 3. COMMUNICATION (ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n. Female... The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner. Male... Leaving a note before taking off on a fishing trip with the boys. 4. COMMITMENT (ko-mit-ment) n. Female.... A desire to get married and raise a family. Male...... Trying not to hit on other women while out with this one. 5. ENTERTAINMENT (en-ter-tayn-ment) n. Female.... A good movie, concert, play or book. Male...... Anything that can be done while drinking beer. 6. FLATULENCE (flach-u-lens) n. Female.... An embarrassing byproduct of indigestion. Male...... A source of entertainment, self-expression, male bonding. 7. MAKING LOVE (may-king luv) n. Female...... The greatest e
a whisper blows from the southern breeze tingling my neck caressing my body time has show an age of innocence drawn by night devoured by the day shooting through the universe emptiness surrounds me loneliness is a cry a cry for hope as a new morning breaks a whisper blows once again filling my sould with empty promises once again
Whisper Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue I know it drives you crazy When I pretend you don't exist When I'd like to lean in close And run my hands against your lips Though we haven't even spoken Still I sense there's a rapport So whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue Don't worry I'm not looking at you I know you see me see you As you see me walk on past When there's nothing more I'd like to do Then come in close and hear you laugh Though we haven't even spoken Still I sense there's a rapport So whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Yea whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Hmm whisper me your number Artist; Morphine
i'm lookin for new freinds come check me out...thanks come check out me or give me a shout.Who's partying tonight! teLL mE wAt u tHinK,hOlla yA dIG.
"whispers In The Dark"
"whispers in the dark" When you whisper my name you release me; when you close your eyes can you see me? when i whisper your name do you hear me? when i embrace you at night can you feel me"? when you see me smile will you kiss me? if you see me lonely will you hold me? if i gave you my heart will you take it? there are many in life that might break it. written words may not always feel the same but.... if you listen closely...... you will hear me calling your name.... because i am always speaking from the heart when i am.. whispering... to.. you... in the dark
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Whispers in the Wind Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.
Whispering Winds
A Whisper
A warm breeze blows across my face. I settle in against the tree, Its rough texture digging into my back. The solidness of it reassuring. I hug myself tight, Imagining your arms around me, Aching for your heaviness on me. Wishing for your warm breath on my neck, My breasts, my thighs. Wanting your hands on me, Exploring and probing. Resting my head and closing my eyes Because not seeing you before me is too painful. From my lips, in a whisper come these words, I so miss you.
Ok, so there’s been a lot of shit going on with my friends and family, and I have been thinking quite a bit about about what is wrong with people... I don’t understand why humans hurt eachother the way we do... Why do we lie and cheat? Why do we steal? Why do we use those who place trust in us? Why do we tear down others? Why, when we promise to Love someone, do we expect the world of them, so disillusioned into thinking that they can give us what we know deep down that they can’t, thus resorting to anger to retaliate for that which we have no control over? Why do we make promises if we can’t keep them? Why do we stay in unhealthy relationships, convincing ourselves that we "Love" this person and it’s "just a phase"? Why do we let so much outside bullshit come between us and those we love, resulting in unecessary fighting and misery? Why do we focus so much on the negative, instead of accepting others as who they are, faults and all, and learning that everyone is differen
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Whiskey Dreams
Whiskey Dreams
Trying hard to regain my composure You can barely hear my plea My plea becoming A whisper. Hands intertwining in my hair Griping hard Pulling my head back To look at you. My neck Curving. A trace of excitement Prickled down my chest. Breasts softly rising and lowering Nipples growing Harder. Seeing you stare Brings flushing To me cheeks Burning. I watch your lips As you wet them With your delicious tongue. I feel the rope lacing my wrists And up my arms from behind me. I smile knowingly. Knowing that you like What you see And that pleases me. "What did you say?" You ask Our noses touching. "Thank you." I manage to say. "For what?" Your lips Faintly brushing mine. Your hot breath On my dry lips. I want to lick them But scared I'd touch yours. My body starts to tremble My head starts to spin. "Thank you, Sir." "For calling me beautiful." I whisper As you wet my dry lips With your hot kiss.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
Whispers Blog
I am in an auction that is running from May 1st @ 5pm eastern time untill May 8th @ 5pm eastern time so PLEASE come and place your bids!!!! I am willing to negotiate with whomever buys me on adding more to the list... but that depends on the amount of the bid. ~click below~ well, in less than a month i will have been here for 3 years... i've made quite a few friends, rated about 15 tons of pics, lmao.... but im discovering most of the people who are on my friends list dont even bother hitting me back with a profile rate. when someone shows me luv, i return it ASAP. i dont have the money for a VIP, or to buy 'bling' for ppl. i've tried not to be a point whore in this big ol' popularity contest. but i guess i just dont care about that anymore. here it is, almost 3 years have went by, and im not even fubarlord yet. so.... im sending out a request to all my true friends on here, i'd really like to try to make it to godfather by my fu-anniversary on June 1sr.... or if not then, hop
Whispers In The Wind,will You Choose To Listen Or Leave....
ok.dont honest.when we take a dump,why is it we always pick up whatever is next to us,be it air freshener,or toilet cleaner and read the ingredients off it LMAO.I mean everyone does it now.nomatter how many times you take a shit you stll find yourself fascinated with the same most of you are gona say NOOOOOO,naaaahh.yesssssssss you do it. don't live to just find love and at the end of it all wish you had loved to have your life....enjoy yourself.for unlike water,we only live once water lives forever. Makeup sex or unanticipated sex? :sex in the lavatory of a plane or in a confession booth of a century old cathedral? :in your office on your desk or on a porch swing? :make love fully naked or pull your panties to the side? :kiss with a piece of ice in the mouth or kiss soon after sipping hot tea? : On a soft rug in front of a fireplace or On a secluded island beach? : In the woods after it rains or In a public restroom? : On a train in the mi
Whisky Tears
Crystal Tears by LateNiteFantasy© she stands in the cold silence and screams into the wind. her words wrap around her before they fly away ~ unanswered. tears that once slowly slid down her face are immobilized into crystal drops. the light shines on them creating a beauty she does not see or feel. Holes in a Heart by LateNiteFantasy© The wind whistled through the holes in her heart as she bowed her head in silent prayer. Never could she imagine the sadness It wrapped around her, wishing she could melt the ice that froze her tears. She stood strong. A fortress damaged. A woman injured. Assaulted by a coward she never saw. Proudly she stood wearing the cloak of freedom. Proudly she sang the songs of liberty. The wind whistled through the holes in her heart But it is a heart that will never die. Whiskey Tears by LateNiteFantasy© Sitting in a bar Drinking my cares away. Be here tomorrow, be here the next day. No Job. Just old dirty jok
Whispers Through The Branches
i carry a world. a world thats light, cuz although there are so many ppl, theyre all empty. that helps. i can manage though. i stay smilin, when all the other clouds are rainin i got sunshine gleaming through
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Whiskey Train
Come ride the Whiskey Train DustMePink ~GoofyLady~ *Fu-Bomber*Shadow Leveler*FuAngel*@ fubar Inky the Red~~Spirit of Inky's Levelers~~ member@ club united@ fubar SLIMBOY1972@ fubar Tulsa's Angel~ Sarge's Bad Girl ~ Club FAR Team LOVE Cpt@ fubar Gypsysoul,member of,di lapdancing,clubfar,insane,levellers, fu angel happyhippo,twisterride, hippiet@ fubar ~Cengin~/
i like to camp,fish,boat is number 1,and make lve mmmmmmmm,enjoy my kids and familey have cook outs all the time come and join
Whiskey Friend
I awoke in the holding cell drunk , and dazed wondering what happened the night before , violence , and rage . Not a care in the world , drunk, and disorderly. Whiskey whiskey , you are my weakness . I tip the bottle hoping for a way out , only to make it worst as i scream , and shout Fuck the world , and everything its about. I love my woman , and my 2 kids. This whiskey is killing our relationship within. Its controlling my life and setting off my demons. I have no control only weekness. I should try harder, but i only fail, losing everything i love, and going to jail. regret remorse is all i feel. This whiskey will hurt, and abuse my life till the end. whiskey you are no longer my friend.
Whiskey Girl
Whisky's Ramblings
The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees had not phoned in sick one day. Having an urgent problem with one of the main computers, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper. ' Hello ? ' 'Is your daddy home?' he asked. ' Yes ,' whispered the small voice. 'May I talk with him?' The child whispered, ' No .' Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, 'Is your Mommy there?' ' Yes .' 'May I talk with her?' Again the small voice whispered, ' No .' Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, 'Is anybody else there?' ' Yes ,' whispered the child, ' a policeman '. Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, 'May I speak with the policeman?' ' No, he's busy ', whispered the child. 'Busy doing what?' ' Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman ,' came the whispered answer. Growing more
Whispers In The Wind
Whispers From My Heart
i want to know what is wrong with me... why do men cheat on me? i am totally open sexually (as long as i'm not forced into it) i'm a clean girl. i keep my stuff in order. i cook, i clean, i work and pay bills, i bake... i even do windows... but for some reason... no matter what i do... i get cheated on... i would go lesbian, but i think women are worse... they know what men do that pisses women off, and yet they do it anyway... i only want him to take his part of responsibility in the relationship and be with ME... not push me into messing around or anything like that... just me... if i get a wild hair and want to play... then yeah i'll share... i'll share more if i'm comfortable in my relationship, and don't feel like i'll lose him if i do... seriously... wtf?? the blog about me being cheated on is just the way i feel and have been treated in relationships for the last 5-7 years. . . and asking me to show you my boobs isn't going to help me feel any better. . . before all the cheat
Whistle Bait
Whispers From The Shadow
Hello FUBAR readers of blogs. I am Mistshadow, I am a semi non-normal person who found this place by happenstance one time. I figured I would make a somewhat introductionary blog posting. In regards to my lack of salute: Currently, I have no digital or web camera in which to take photos of my self. So when I'm able to have a friend take some pics of me, namely when they arn't busy, I'll try to get a salute on my page. I assure you that I am a real person, not some robot. Granted i realize that saying such might lead one to think otherwise. My guess on the estimated time in which a salute will be up it 1 to 1.5 weeks, I'm hoping by Thursday. Anyhoo, I'm learning the site slowly and hope to make some interesting friends while im here, hopefully actual friends rather then those interested in increasing their e-peen size by number of friends and fans. Many greetings Fubar-ians
Whiskey Falls Saloon
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
I'm on fubar only when I work. I work for a property management company for one of their low-income housing projects in Baltimore. I deal with tenants all day long, and they unwittingly provide me endless amounts of entertainment and reasons to despise society the way I do now. Last week I was called an "un-christian crippled bitch" My boss got upset and I couldnt stop laughing. They complain about their rent, which the state pays for more than half of it because they dont have a job. On top of that, they still feel like they arent getting whats due and continually get upset at the office staff here for not being at their beck and call. I giggle and die on the inside every time I see a girl younger than me with 4 kids in tow complaining that her $32 rent for her 3 bedroom townhouse shouldnt be considered late because she doesnt get her child support check until the 15th. I Hate People
Life is serious it's self, from Jan thru Dec so do not worry about those things you can not change. It's like playing cards. Once you are dealt a hand and your highest card is a ten you are doing the best with the hand you were dealt. As time goes on you will have a better hand. As life is so very short I tend to be on the silly side most of the time.
Whisper Of A Ghost
A Whisper In Da Fog Iz What Keeps Me Thinking Of The Fog I Was In One Late Night December When The Snow Was Fallen And I Heard A Whisper Cum Follow Me
A Whisper In Da Fog Iz What Keeps Me Thinking Of The Fog I Was In One Late Night December When The Snow Was Fallen And I Heard A Whisper Cum Follow Me
Whispering To The Reeds
urgh...frustrations beyond all I might have considered worthy of the moment...  For a thousand years I have had a friendship closer than most people ever aspire to have.  Since age 14 (and I'm 42 today), we have been the best of friends...confidants when needed, the moments of strife few and far between.  Basically, we're much so that this is the man who I gave a kidney to in 2004. For the last year and a half, we have barely spoken.  I was in a bit of a crisis with fear holding firm in my eyes and I alienated those around me in my desperation.  We spoke only very rarely...months passing until pretty soon, well, we've been pretty distant.  I pretty much had been waiting for his call...I had sent feelers, but they were pretty much met with nothing.  He had, a year ago or so, pretty much told me he didn't want to have anything to do with me then and notices of parties and get-togethers (large group down there) pretty much stopped coming...not that I could get down there e
Any other Makers Mark connoisseurs here?
Whispers In The Wind
How can something that's not there hurt so bad? I need someone to be there for me, I need someone to talk to me, I need someone to spend time with me. Instead, I'm getting more depressed, I only really have myself. LOVE is a 4 letter word.... So is HURT.... So is HATE.... So does LOVE + HURT = HATE? Or HURT + HATE = LOVE?   Some food for thought...   G'Night
Whiskey Falls
Whiskey Falls
A Whisper Through The Dark Night
                                  A Whisper through the night                                                 By Thomas Gargis                 It was a dark foggy night when she was standing by her window.  As the fog had roll across the dark ground,  she heard a whisper through the dark night  that scared her. She jumped from the window that startled her and then slowly walking back to it to see what was making that noise. As she look to see who or what was out there but only seeing the thick dense dark fog that lay across the ground.  As she was about to turn and head for bed because a long day she had at work, but the whisper through the night was calling her name again.                She was thinking and concerned “why am I hearing this? Is it that I’m so tired from work that I am imagining this in my mind?” Hum as she stood there by the window wondering as the whisper through the night was getting louder as if it was coming towards her. Now she is really s
The Whisper In My Head
These words, centered here My emotional battlefield The blood, the wounds All mine Desire to examine? Be you medic or coroner? Wadding through my liquid pain Be you medic…                 Witness why I bleed Be you coroner…                 Critique how I bled I saw you in the flicker of another man’s candleThe shadows of my soulCarried with each exhalationWere he not so mesmerized by my curvesHe would have felt the lie deep inside meFor I am no great actressThe fire that consumes me burns for all to seeCall me joan of arc, fighting for my heartBurning for my love, my heart never scorchesThough it feels the pain The rain is floodingFlooding everywhere that I am notAnd I sit drying, cracking, shrivelingBecoming nothing but a huskA husk of a woman, your womanHow foolish was IRefusing water amidst a desertNow I wanderFinding nothing but miragesAs she drinks, long life restoring drinksIn an oasis that was once mineI am losing the strength to continue onI welc
Slip into the nightCaught on a dream.Rip yourself awayAnd don't look back.It's time for freedomAnd time to love.It's time to leave behindEverything you've held onto.Don't be afraidAs you slip through the trees.The moon and stars will guide youAnd lead you safely to me.Softly, I whsiperAnd hope that you can hear:'This is it, my love,No turning back.'But even from miles awayI hear your heart beating in your chest.I feel the fear in youThat I know you've been hiding.You don't want to come here tonightAnd I understand why.But I want this last chanceTo look into your eyes.Soon everything will changeAnd we will drift apart.So tonight, let's hold eachotherAnd whisper in the dark.
Whispers From My Soul
“I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually,artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.”~Anais Nin This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine Dear Diary,For my birthday this year, my husband purchased a week of personal training at the local health club.Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.I called the cl
  Strangers   As you stood naked beside your bed, you pondered your decision to let this stranger into your life. We had never spoken, nor seen each other’s pics, other than a couple I posted on the net. But as you stood there, your emotions were running high, the thought of this man touching you, exploring you, had you so excited, you were trembling. The time was near, the door handle turned and the door slowly opened. You stood there, your back to him in the half dark, you heard him move towards you, then stop, the slight noise as you heard buttons click undone, and clothing hitting the floor. Not a word was exchanged, as we had agreed. Your anticipation was getting the better of you, as with one more step he was behind you, his silhouette on the wall towering over you, his 6’3, solid frame erasing your shadow from the wall. Suddenly his fingers sat on your shoulder blades, you trembled from his touch, but he was nervous too. He was so gentle for a big man, his
Simple I and enjoy it I do, life is never easy but try to keep it mellow is what I like to do. I like to laugh, so my jokes are cheese and make no sense. made you laugh didn't it? I rather have my nerd he plays games and quote movie phrases and we understand one another fine. I listen to all type of music, rock my country music on sunny days, blast my techno mixes when I wan to dance, classical when I create in the kitchen, and anything else I want to hear. I like ice cream, how about you, sitting in the park, combatting bee, wishing a bug dare land on your yummy cold treat, it be ~like honey child please~ . I love my life though it may not be where I hoped it might I'm still Blessed to enjoy the simple life. ~Peace of the 4 Winds guide you~ ~~ I.L. P Ok I've always wrote poems and other things but a friend asked me had I wrote lyrics and I thought about it that I had never done so before. I did so now and this was inspired my G.C. It's not the best but it's a start right!  
Whispers From My Soul
It’s a new day. Most people are up and getting ready for work, depending on your time zone. Me, I haven’t been to sleep yet. Not from lack of trying, I assure you.  I have so many thoughts running through my head.  I’m a firm believer in the power of 3.  Good and bad things seem to happen in 3’s.  June 29th I had my stroke, July 29th my Grandma had her stroke.  1 month to the day after mine.  Now I’m just waiting to see who the next person will be. I know a lot of you may be saying to yourselves, well if she’s set on it happening then it will.  Not so…..It’s from experience that I say this. All my life things good and bad have happened in 3’s. Even things that are not connected to me.  Case in point, Amy Winehouse is found dead,  I think it’s been about a month give or take and now the ex lead singer from Warrant Jani Lane was found dead in his motel room last night.  I know there will be a 3rd.  I’ve never seen it ha
Whiskey Voice
Your voice is like whiskey and honey – warm and golden; smoky and sweet.  It slides down inside me creating heat wherever it touches.  Your whispered words intoxicate me. Tip the bottle, my love, and drench me in your thoughts, your ideas, your emotions…  I’m dying of thirst and only you can quench me.
Whisper Heart
     whisper heart this bright field flushed red and           flagship burned lightly dark     I fight and fear no feeling.               dance the meson matter      penned Oval over hands and                                       scatteredskywards, I retreat     kneeling and hoping for feelinga mind burst apart           into leaves, not flowers, swept           in a bag along with my heart.     It whispered to me in the dark:           Find Me. Fire Me. Feel Me.Copyright 2009  Robert T. Hudson
Whispers Of The Moon
Whiskey River Dj Schedule
est           monday          tuesday        wednesday     thursday        friday          saturday              sunday 9-12                               shorty                                shorty           fiesty         12-3         shorty                                                                                3-6                                                                                                                 shorty                6-9                                                     cb                   cb                 cb                cb                      cb 9-12          shorty            shorty                               shorty           miga                                       miga 12-3          haus               haus            haus              haus             haus              haus                 haus
Whiskey River Dj Rules
 If you are going to be a DJ in our lounge you need to commit to at least 2 sets per week ,  unless you are a guest djay.   Every Effort should be made to play all requests whenever possible . If you cannot do your set please make every effort to have it covered and you must yim DJ MIGAMORSE OR TELL A MEMBER OF UPPER STAFF and let them know you can't make your set at least 3 hours in advance.  All DJ`s should be in the lounge 15 mins before their set begins . Stop taking request 15 mins before your set is due to end .  All new djays will have a one week probationary period.
An Ingenious StrategyIt could be like getting what you wantSometimes it seams to be teaching you how to say no, or using correct fontsBest of all, helping you to turn a seemingly negative statement into a powerfully, positive, dynamic strategyThis comes from truly wants, in being happy In the world is everything from decorating a cake to a phone callLearning is the host to knowing knowledge that leads into wisdom in having a ballBut to beg the differ, wisdom is a thing that turns into something that you teach othersThat is when two might become quaint in being lovers Professional teaching is introducing personal recollections and collections of memories in memoir feeling from aboveImagination in inspiring a guide to creating and sharing instructions in enchantment in passion that leads to love Within life’s walls you are sent a woman’s love which ultimately is at all But I beg to differ. When you find love, it is supposed to be the best feeling in the whole wide world
Whiskey River
Whiskey River I had a place on Whiskey River But I don't have one down there now After camping on Wine Lake I went down Beer Gulch That's the way I got there but I don't remember how The glassy surface sparkled like diamonds The rocks in whiskey River are made of ice I found some boards just lying around... I built a shack around my stool, simple but nice The boys from town would stop in We'd laugh that the river never ran dry Maybe play guitar a harp would wail we'd sing An old man up the river would come to listen then cry Then one morning when the fog had lifted I packed up what little I had Said goodbye to that old Whiskey River Made my way to Clear Water tired of being sad Yes I had a place Whiskey River I don't go there anymore So if your tired of being alive and well Your welcome to have my place down on the rivers shore
Whisky Blog
White Boy
White Boy I hear you call my name When I’m fast asleep The second time you call my name I wake up to go find you In the cold night of winter As I walk into the woods you appear Sitting on a tree that had fallen many years ago When I look into your eyes I forget about everything in life I wonder if you are a ghost or a human who wears white clothes I sit next to you by the river We don’t say anything We just sit there quietly Looking at each other When you come near me I wake up in my bed I think to myself Was it a dream or did it really happen May 19, 2004
White Flag
I am not the exhusband - I am not the girlfriend. I really have no vested interest in the situation. -- Although it's funny as hell as an outsider. So unbunch your panties -- those of you who wear em. I will officially stop observing the freak show -- it's been fun....but now I'm bored. So - you wont see me here again. Peace Out
White Knights
(vanishing)UNKNOWN LOVER@ CherryTAP Well its almost christmas and this one person I know deserves alittle hoilday cheer he worked all year long helping people and make them smile but this hoilday season he is alone and most people have forgotten what he has done for them It dosen't bother him but it dose me Patrick if could get there I be with you on christmas but I can't and I know be fine but I for one think you deserve a christmas wish and know what yours is so I will pray for it I call on my friends to do the same merry christmas my knight
is by far the funniest tv show ever. EVER EVER !!!!!! i like chips ahoy.. new here...learning the ropes. oh and im single..
White Oleander; ((read In Order, Will Add ))
nobody took any note when bob, the publisher, came in. i dropped my had and used the t square, as if i were doing something official. so far he hadn/t said anything about my coming to work with my mother, but marlene, the art director, told me to "fly low, avoid the radar." he never noticed me. only my mother. that day he came and stood next to her stool, reading over her shoudler. he just wanted to stand close to her, touch her hair that was white as glacier milk, and see if he could look down her shirt. i could see the loathing on her face as he bent over her, and then, as if to steady himself, put his hand on her thigh. she pretended to startle, and in one spare movement, cut his bare forearm with the razor-edged x-acto. he looked down at his arm, astonished at the thread of blood that began to appear. "oh, bob!" she said. "i/m so sorry, i didn/t see you there. are you all right?" but the look that she gave him with her cornflower eyes showed him that she could have just as
Whitney Rules!!! Ps: My Blog!
This is a killer thingy! I know its long but its really awesome! You need to at least try it once! Go to -'t_Top_It,_Huh?_OVER_2000_Questions!_(Truly_the_Longest!).html and do it! Thanks! Whitney If I was pretty would you notice me more? What if I did something against the law? Would you look at me in a different way? What If became skinny would you hit on me all day? What if I was one of them? A PLASTIC! Would you think I was really fantastic? What if a acted like a real slut? Would you walk past and touch my butt? What is so wrong about the real me? Because that’s the only thing I want to be. Isn’t it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a mini with a t-shirt that barely cover anything? Isn’t it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy but when it comes to a girl who likes her own music and
White Women Pussys
White Women Pussys
I like white women pussy. I fucking them and eating them tool. man or woman if like the same thing why?
White Pride
So I'm White And I'm proud You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK. But when I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Gook, Spic or Chink you call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP. You have BET. If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists. If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists. If we had white history month, we'd be racists. If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists. If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists. In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and ri
White Trash
White Pride
-You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK. ...But when I call you Kike, Towelhead, WOP, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Gook, nigger or Chink you call me a racist. -You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live? -You have the United Negro College Fund. -You have Martin Luther King Day. -You have Black History Month. -You have Cesar Chavez Day. -You have Yom Hashoah -You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi -You have the NAACP. -You have BET. -If we had WET(white entertainment television) ...we'd be racist. -If we had a White Pride Day... you would call us racist. -If we had white history month... we'd be racist. -If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives... we'd be racist. -If we had a college fund that only gave white students know we'd be racist. -In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and r
A White Hill Country (kerrville)
White Girls
sorry blk girls but white girls give the best blow jobs 4real and swallow damn
White Ribbon Campaign
If you support all the end of violence to all Women of all over the world this is one i would Highly Suggest Get involved I have and I am a proud Supporter of this Campaign What is the White Ribbon Campaign (WRC)? The WRC is the largest effort in the world of men working to end men's violence against women. It relies on volunteer support and financial contributions from individuals and organizations. How did the WRC get started? In 1991, a handful of men in Canada decided we had a responsibility to urge men to speak out against violence against women. We decided that wearing a white ribbon would be a symbol of men's opposition to men's violence against women. After only six weeks preparation, as many as one hundred thousand men across Canada wore a white ribbon. Many others were drawn into discussion and debate on the issue of men's violence. Goals and Focus: What does it mean to wear a white ribbon? Wearing a white ribbon is a personal pledge never to commit, cond
White Ppl Wake Up
im sick of white ppl that don't do anything about racisum i don't know if you just don't care because u feel that it doesn't afect u or if you just grew up like the most of us with racist ass hole's in are family's so u are just us 2 it but come on there is right and wrong u have 2 stand up and let these racist know that there are ppl out here that aint going 2 put up with the bull shit it's kind of funny cuz i had a white bouncer on here tell me that nazi pic's are not nsfw but if u look at my pic's that are anti-racist most of them were marked nsfw by racist and i went 2 the same bouncer that told me that nazi pic's were not nsfw and asked if he could reverse the nsfw and he didn't respond back but he made a point 2 send me a message 2 tell me about the nazi pic's if u want 2 stand up and let ppl know when they view your pic's your not a racist go in my pic's and rip all the anti-racist pic's u want cuz i have a bunch of them please do don't just be part of the prob. thank you don't
Whitneys Freaky Things
White Easter
Yeah so I wake up finally, not even really feeling good great. It's Easter and theres snow. It sucks a moose cock. Take the dog out and all she wants to do is play in it. My cars pretty much covered as it shows in the pictures. Go ahead shovel a walking path at least to the street so brother can come. It would take about 5 hours to shovel all the damn snow, be nice to have a snow blower, yay. My car has at least a nice tower of snow on top. Yeah fun, Happy Easter. Hope it starts warming up soon. Yeah so its April, supposed to be spring and get slammed with snow. Oh joy. Anyway may not be best pics but took some. Great old Ohio.
White Flowers
White Lace
Hi. My name is Leah and I'm nobody major. I am a mom and a fiance. I live in a small ass town in the middle of Canada, which kind of sucks but I have friends with people everywhere. Just enjoying my daughter today. It's going to be a beautiful weekend here. Hope you guys don't mind that I'm a mom. My fiance tells me I'm a MILF every day... lol...
A White Rose
As a fallen love cleansed from lust, Falls upon the lovely pond, The bright blue moon shining upon her lips, Letting her shine with purity. Every tear drop by love, This rose remembers and takes in the pain, And brings out the pure love, From the soul, Into the open hearts of the green orchid. As an Aryan and a Goddess watching over, The angel who has set herself on life.
White Chocolate
White America
Ok y'all im just doing this to blow off a little steam.the past few weeks i've been very busy with my new life,so i have not yet posted anything on this subject but here it most can tell by my id name im a byrd i.e a "skinbyrd" and yes that means im a racist.i don't like anyone that isn't white and im in the fight to get all non whites out of America.I don't understand why it is that so many whites aren't involved in this fight,i mean hell more then half the white population doesn't even conceder them selfs white anymore...i.e wiggers and in the world can u live your life this way to where your putting your own bloodline at risk of 0 population by the yr 2035,thats right studies have shown that at the rate that the white race is being erased out of America that the white race will be no more by the yr 2035...i have recently found that as a white women i will not stand for this any longer i have stood by far too long and let my country get raped by these people that a
your hair flows like thegentle breeze blowing through a garden of red roses... your eyes sparkle like the glistening stars in the warm night air...your skin is so soft and gentle like a new born baby crying for attention...the curves of your body beat an hour glass times ten... i get speeding tickets every time i think of you, because my heart races 1,000 miles a minute... your sweet aroma stops me dead in my tracks, like the lonely stop sign on the corner...i wood be but in heaven if you was to stand by my side and become my lady, lady i would die if i was to lose you and the chance to become your man i would have to drop to my knees and die... by lonely white wolf oh what a magnificent lady you are , the look in your eyes have stolen my heart,soul,mind and body... oh magnificent lady, and every nite i get down on my knees, and thank god for blessing me , with a competely magnificent lady like you ...i watch you as you dance between the rows of on lookers ... because your body is
White Witch, Black Heart
Do you think about me? Do you wish me in your arms? Do you stand outside and look at the stars? Do you stand there and wish I was there? Do you wish me in your hands? Do you know that I cry for you every night? Do you know I watch the stars and think of you? Do you know that I feel as I have lost my place with out you? Do you know that my need for you grows everyday? Do you know that without you I am complete darkness? Do you know that you are my light? Do you believe in me? Do you still care? Do you see a yellow & red rose and smile? Do you think of us? Do you think of me? Do you know that my inner light dims without you? Do you know that my heart aches to be near you? Do you know that I dream of you? Do you know that without you I am broken inside? Do you know...that without you...Nobodys Home? Bars in the window Bars in my heart Endless days of waiting in hell I died in March The victim of an empty heart, The victim of your own jealousy you'll forev
Libra You are so popular, you have your choice of hotties. You can easily charm anyone of your choosing, and you often come home with someone you picked up at the bar. Despite your forward and extraverted nature, you are usually submissive in bed. You like your partner to take the lead and show you all of their little secrets. Sex matches: Gemini, Sagittarius, Aquarius Take this quiz at joanne's sexual nickname: "Milk shop" Take this quiz at Hey I need answers from you men...why do you throw away a good woman? I mean someone who is great in bed...can keep a clean home, good looking, easy to talk to,gets along with 99% of the people she meets, drop us. Why? I met this really awsome man and everything was great but..he seem to think he needed to still talk to girls under 25 years of age and he is 41. He tells me he loves me and wants a life with me bnut in the same line, he says these girls are
White Chocolate
White Chocolate
white chocolate let's see I could dip some strawberries in white and milk chocolate and feed them to you one by one each followed with a kiss and a sip of champagne. No too romantic how about this: How about we take all your clothes off and you just lie back on the bed, I'll have some chocolate in a a warmer beside the bed. Maybe I would dip a strawberry in it and let you have a bite but then look you have a little chocolate right there on your lip .Let me get that for you.oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite you ,but it taste so good ! Then maybe I'd let a little chocolate drizzle on your your ear lobe then your neck now I have to get that off I'll just suck it right off your ear lobe and lick down your neck until its gone. Oh but how about this Nice and warm drizzling on your chest, I'll just let it drop first on one nipple then the other and let it trail over your stomach to your belly button. Doesn't that feel nice and warm? another mess to clean up. I'll use my lips ,tongue a
White Kids
White Lie Cake
White Lie Cake Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events. Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix and quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for Scout camp. When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. she said, 'Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake.' This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her new community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. Alice found it in the bathroom-a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with i
White Trash Beautiful!
Dunno why I'm posting this, just happen to enjoy the song..maybe others will appericiate it as well. White Trash Beautiful, Trailer Park Queen She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5 She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool But all he can do for money is drive Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5, prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive White Trash Beautiful, there's something you should know My heart belongs to you And you coulda found a better guy I'll love you till the day I die I swear to God it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home to you girl He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin' Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein' She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open It's 4 AM and doin 95, tryin to stay awake and make it home alive White Trash Beautiful, there's something you should know My heart belongs to you I know you coulda found a be
White Pride
White Chocolate Skin
I imagine the taste of your white chocolate skin, and the scent of your freshly washed hair, my face nuzzled to your neck and, yes, I am flushed with love desire need - oh, come to me unkempt, from your hot bath and let me clothe you in my own skin. Let me lay down with you and whisper my hands down your neck, across your newly-clean breasts and brush lightly the fine hairs leading to your moist heaven. Allow me moments kissing you above beneath between - then pull me by the hair to your warm lips, long and tender , turn me, sit across me, look down into my eyes. Guide me into you and up against the place inside where you keep the tingles and your shivering ecstasy. Leave me there forever. © All rights reserved
White Knight Levelers
in my prayers.please let her be in yours htsexymomma Fu wife to "FIREDOG(fff)""SECURITY FF HALL "@ fubar if u guys want something to do?? i got a christmas tree on my page. all my friends can leave me gifts. i wanna see just how many have the christmas spirit or are scrooge. leave me a gift... i want to see if i can fill the tree.
White Knight Leveler's
When there is no happy hours you can go comment Roberts pic the contest runs until the 24th of this month. Thanks all. Lets surprise him when he gets home Friday with alot of comments. 1145249@ fubar seeing who reads the blogs... if you seen this leave comment
White Knight Levelers
White Boy
Why, Why, Why: *Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting dead? *Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money? *Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet? *Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle? *Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection? *Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard? *Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him? *Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets? *Whose idea was it to p ut an "S" in the word "Lisp"? *If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes? *Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white? *Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale? *Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
The White Man
the white man made slaves out of the poor man for to long. he is evil. the white man is not discribeing some ones color. just there standing in the world the white man is the man who uses us to work and he collects the money. its like 99% for him 1% for us to fight over and he doing his job well he makes us fight with each other steal for each other even kill. we need to stand up agenst the white man. we are all slaves we work and work for what money just to give back to the white man. if we keep on doing this we are gonna be nothing but dogs to the white man waiting for his sraps. do you want your kids to come in to this world all ready giving there life to the white man. thats what he wants. he tell us that everyones equal that we all have freedom. do you think we have freedom
Whitefeathers Rain Dance
White Women Twice
I probably never mentioned this before, but I think I was a black man in a former life. Not that I'm a big believer in reincarnation. Nor do I have any particular black tendencies, if such things exist. Yet I have a connection to American blacks that I cannot explain. And that connection is this: Whenever I am exposed to anything related to the black holocaust in America, I experience a deep physical response. Don't get me wrong, I despise, as you probably do, all the oppressions throughout the ages—the concentration camps, the Crusades, the systematic slaughter of Native Americans and slavery are all equally repugnant to me on an intellectual level. However, for some inexplicable reason, the simple act of thinking about, reading or watching anything about the black holocaust injects dark venom into my bloodstream that causes all sorts of disturbing, sometimes violent, physical reactions within me that other oppressions do not. It was a Salon article that recounted the history
White Knuckles
Oh, fuck it all! Sick of being sick and tired, sick of understanding Tired of feeling sick to my stomach Demons inside command me They're saying crush it, break it, smash it Fuckin' kill 'em all! Laugh as it falls away I won't dodge another silver bullet Just to save a little face I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions How many people really care? How many will be standing? I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb Rescue the world from slavery I wanna torch it, burn it, scorch it, fuckin' stomp it out Laugh as it blows away I won't eat another rotten apple Though I've grown to like the taste I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions I want you to hurt, want you to bleed I want you to look beyond your own face Past your infections I'm taking back control with my knuckles Taking back control with my knuckles
White Trash...haha
White Flag.
If y'all been wondering where I been at. I been in prison the last 11 months. I got out on3-31-09. I am still in Oshkosn Wisconsin for now. I give up.Woman y'all won this battle.But the war is not done.
The Whitie That Lives
Well i just wanna tell my family friends and fans i hardly ever get on here anymore so if u send me anything and dont get a response plz dont be mad i just dont get on here that offten
sorry u all i will be delete this pae nice to know u all bye.
White Widow Bud
White Flag
White Flag I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, I'll tell you that. But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again And I caused but nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was then Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on.... Well I will go down with this ship An
Whither Away
just seriousely bored Kisses left and long but gone, like creeping shadows of a night with no dawn, I see your number and I pick up the phone, but I never call and sit here alone, desperate nights to replace your embrace, only brings mornings of remembering your face, I cry out to the one in my arms witha kiss that I send, if you don't love me then at least lets pretend, If you must leave by the dawn, then let the night last so long, then give me the morning as it turns into day, as deep down inside I wither away. By Robert George Frayer (-AKA - Kain -)
White Rose
White Rose In the storm Stands the white rose tumultuous waves of destruction abound her Yet tall is the white rose strong in the face Of the sensed doom around her And she does not bow down Pure is the white rose In the compost earth growing eternal strength in the nights that so hurt I see not the white rose She is so far away But I long to protect her But only the words can I say So I send her my words And my poets heart To help her when there is hope to see her through Be Strong little flower Your heart will guide true And as long as you want I will always talk to you
White Trash
i was just in the mumms and i cant beleave how many people use this term they use it if you say i was rased in a traler park or if you live in the bad part of town or if you are down and out or if you listen to the wrong music...I know what it is but i am crouis what others have to say ...Me myself i was rasied in a tralir park ...I own 4 cars and yes 2 are in peaces right but there in the grage lol i where blue jeans and my number 8 hat dose that make me white trash lol......this is my first blog lol lets hear what you got to say
White Blogs
By David Lane (P.O.W) “We must secure the existence of our people and a future for white children. Because the beauty of the White Aryan woman must not perish from the earth.” Before we start I would like to say that until the White race realizes that there is only one source from which we can ascertain lasting truths, there will never be peace or stability on this earth. In the immutable Laws of Nature are the keys to life, order, and understanding. The words of men, even those which some consider “inspired” are subject to the translations, vocabulary, additions, subtractions, and distortions of fallible mortals. Therefore, ever writing or influence, ancient or modern, must be strained through the test of conformity to Natural Law. The White Peoples of the earth must collectively understand that they are equally subject to the iron-hard Laws of Nature with every other creature of the Universe, or they will not secure peace, safety, nor even their existence. The world is in fla
White Water
i put it in a mum instand of here sorry for that friday i go to guillestre in the france alps whe go there for 8 days :-) if anybody like to here from me there i can tell it in here eric
A White Rose
A White Rose The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
Scientific questions arise all the time. Many a woman on Fubar and other sights tell about squirting with climaxing. I, being the sole male that I am, often find this a compliment to my lifelong quest to perfect the art of sex. Does squirting really matter? I guess it depends on the "squirter" and the "squirtee". I find that the variable degrees are such that entire movie length films are made aroundthe art of squirting. Is a squirt to the body more powerful than squirting to water the plants. Or how about that squirting technique call "lights out"? Wow!! I have seen that technique blow out a few bulbs and even electrically shock a few man-balls in the process. THAT occurrence was one of the funniest fuckin events know to man. Too bad there was not film of man-balls being fried by a womans squirting causing the bulb to burst and the current running up the guys water soaked legs. Too damn funny!! Does squirting really matter?? So I am finally getting on the band wagon after
White Guilt
White Guilt
White Tigers (please Repost)
Focus: Animal Welfare Action Request: Boycott Location: United States The White Tiger; Beautiful, Graceful, Majestic... Fantasy Like Even. But, did you know that the white tiger is not a real species. In fact it is a man made species, a hybrid of a Bengal tiger and a Siberian tiger and they end up a beautiful white color with blue eyes due to inbreeding. And if that wasn't enough to set you off then know that about 80% of white tiger cubs born die either from birth defects or killed by breeders because they are deformed. What zoo would want that in their park, right? Did you ever wonder why you could never see a white tiger out in the wild. Well, besides the fact that they are man made a white tiger would never be able to survive on it's own in the wild. Why you ask? For one, all white tigers are cross eyed due to inbreeding. They can not see very well due to that. I copied and pasted this article about white tiger breeding from a website called Please read on.
A White Rose
White Guilt
White Tigers
Whithin Me
The White Lies In The White Lines In Between The Red Ones
So in my younger years I wanted to grow up and be a singer, make music, be an artist. I sit here typing this at damned near 5 a.m. coming to the realization that that is not what I was put here to do, because to be an artist in todays society (to be a widely accepted one anyways) you have to have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to say. Nothing of any real substance. Nothing of any crucial relevance. Nothing of any intellectual property because intelligence is power. It gives you the power to evaluate and challenge things. And who wants to evaluate and challenge the problems that us as Americans are faced with when there's "Shorty's gettin' low in the club." The problems that we as Americans are faced with. The problems that are engineered and created by the very same institutions that we rely on to provide us with jobs, to give us home loans, to give us health insurance as a way to work for us, with us and against us, as a way to rid ourselves of ourselves. 125 people in this country did the mat
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White Weddings~
He loves weddings. Maybe it's the white dresses, maybe it's the anticipation of the wedding night or maybe it's the thrill of destroying something so pure and beautiful. No, it's just the fact that it's so easy to blend in. He loves to watch. That's all he's ever done. He loves it so much his subjects began curbing to his mind, fantasies and even his will. In the past years he has harnessed blunt suggestions and channeled them into skilled puppetry.Today's wedding, he knows, will be quite a show. Even though he has only seen photographs of the bride he can sense her sexual energy. She is divine. She might've hypnotized him instead she was so beautiful. Well, a lesser man anyway. He turns with all the guests as the large doors open. Her long dark hair beautifully set up. Her ample breasts expanded within the taught strapless corset gown. Her heavy nervous breathing was about to grow. She begins her unescorted march down the aisle with a single step. And a tingle. She keeps going. The ne
White Rose
the red rose whispers passion, and the white rose whispers love, ohh the red rose a falcoln, and the white rose a dove, but i send you a cream white rosebud, with red on its petal tips, for the love purest and sweetest has a kiss of desire on the lips.....
The White Trash Family
White Lies
Why lie, what is the purpose? It hurts people, even the little white lies. Man up, tell the truth, take the you are fibbing, you must not care anyway so just shoot straight from the lip and if you lose someone, so be it. You obviously dont care. At least it gives the recipient of your lies a fighting chance to either hang on or be gone. I often wonder about this. From the lips of an angel, in my eyes, come lies, I hang on just hoping that one day it will end and he will see the truth standing in front of him. Tell the truth, No Drama, Less Trauma. Amen. I love you.
Whitewater Narr
 down with the death sports, go big or go home, hit the narr shit in whitewater in a raft also a inflatable kyak. do the drunk floats down any class two to three, hit it even biggerwhen back to camp. Bring on the good times.
White Pride
why is the white race so screwd when it comes to our schools we shouldent have to take any other language in our own country if u speak english thats all u need to speak in the us.. y r our white kids never alowed to open a club in our schools with out it be called a racist group ... any other race ask to have a lil shin dig group oh go right ahead whats the deal... please if anyone wants to add please do i want to see answears please thx u and good bye.....
White Wolfs Safe Haven Staff And Lounge Rules
Have u ever had one those days that u go out and u do everythang rite then when u get to the house evrythang goes wrong..... well today i had one of those days.
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Whitney Tells All
Hey just trying this out as a test. Can anyone see this?   Oh hell yeah!  Don't know why I need this but it is cool!
White Girls
Ok I am watching vide stinn in this bitch and i see this white girl licking her lips like she looking at a steak dinner and what I wanna know and no disrespect to women is that what yall go after the bling the cars the money the fame the dudes with all that if it is then yall need to step ya games up they dont love yall they just wanna fuck so my question is this is that what makes ya purr the bling and shit
We all make mistakes in our lives,some more than others but we live & learn pick ourselves up after wallowing in self pity & get on with life.. There comes a time when you can take no more,& are pushed to the limits n beyond so far that you start to wonder if there's any point in carrying on cos you know there's something awaiting around the next corner waiting for you to trip.. Let me start by telling you abit about myself so hopefully whoever reads this(if it's read!) will understand where i'm coming from.. My life started in West Germany in a place called Rhinteln,my father was in the army & was drafted there for three n ahalf years. My earliest childhood memory wasn't a nice one to say the least.I was almost 3years old,my friend & I were playing with our dolls,as you do & started to wash dollys clothes etc,then it came to teatime & in we went to our own homes.Knock knock on the door there was my friend with her mum crying she had lost a pair of dolls pants.Off we went to see if
Whiz's Blog
"ABOUT Whiz" INFO" OFFICIAL Whiz Community, The only place where you'll find any "OFFICAL WHIZ Community" INFO on the web! About Me: Army Retired WHIZ's SUMMARY OF SKILLS - Collects and organizes data and conducts analyses (ATRRS), MSWord, Excel, Access, Fox, Enable, ...). Prepares and submits reports. Utilizes knowledge of PC-based software (spreadsheets, database, wordprocess). Provides technical assistance to staff. Monitor and analyze databases as Project Manager. Provide training and/or computer support. Supervise support staff. Designs, plans and conducts, from concept to completion, projects with significant impact on the unit (Training, Mob, Movement, Safety, Security). Assists with or conducts initial interviews of soldiers to provide training assistance, determine eligibility for training programs. Administer and score basic educational tests. Performs administrative and/or clerical support for an office, unit or program area. Acts as lead worker or supe
Wh3n I Cry
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The Who
who wants 2 get drunk?
who ever it is can you please tell me i have 3 crushes but dont know who any of you are.
I would just like to know who keeps sending me anonymous gifts :)
"The environment will come first, even at the sacrifice of industry. We are America. We are the Human race. We will survive the growing pains." "Women will have the right to chose what they do with their bodies just as men do. Especially to save a life." "Our citizens will spend their lives with and even marry whomever they choose. Religious freedom is more than simply the enforcement of the majority and the conditional tolerance of the rest." "The responsibility of each citizen to use firearms responsibly will remain in their hands. We will never forget the lessons learned in the past and today by forcibly disarmed populations." "Our military will remain the most advanced, well supplied fighting force on the planet. Never to fall behind and risk a lapse in the safety and security of our citizens." "Our Service men and women will be concentrated on the shores and in the heart land of our own nation. Our allies will always be a concern and supported, but the ris
Okay, I have to share this. My phone rang once last night at nearly the minute I was born so many years ago. Who was it? Should I have answered? Should I mumm this? Anyone paying attention?
Whoa My New Addiction
Frozen snowy earth Crunches as I walk my path Pass the frozen lake It glistens in the sunlight I awake. It's just a dream This is another special type of poem. Again, if you figure it out, you get a gift from the LC shop, I will become your fan, and I will comment on some of your photos or other things. Have fun! Sometimes life is rough and you can’t see straight anymore. You find something worth holding onto Amidst all the struggle And cherish its very existence. You cling so tightly for fear that it will fade away. The fear driving that very thing making things worth it away from you The fear that the one thing is gone forever is killing you inside Sometimes a small laugh or a voice can help calm the mind A hello and a goodbye until we meet again. A simple caress, an exchange of words To get me through the day To kill all the pain. To keep the incubus, the demons, the darkness at a comfortable distance Slowly until everything spins madly out of contr
Who Are You?
Who Are You
Who Am I
Who Are We Really
Well here it go's why do i add people, For thoughs who think i'm a perv an thoughs who think I'm here just to look at naked pic's. I dont care i enjoy looking at women I love the way they look an the way they talk so if you see me looking at your pics it a copliment, If i wontr to look at a real life naked women i would look at the women i have she has bigger boobs then most an yes i'm married just going through shit with her thats no ones business an if you are a true friend you will find out. damb all you women that bitchj about men looking at your pics an you never write them or talk to themm or talk to them what the fuck damb i just going nuts so thats it well its wedesday an well last niabout 10 pm my little granson Nicholas was born his heart stopped an he was green,witch means he had an infection but after 12 hours he is so full of umspa (means he is one powerfull young man) he is at 100% an is doing fine he has a dick for a dad but his mom is my second angel an ahe is doi
Who Are You And Why Are You Reading My Blogs?
Dear Abby, I've never written to you before, but I really need your advice on what could be a crucial decision. I've suspected for some time now that my wife has been cheating on me. The usual signs... phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up. My wife has been going out with the girls a lot recently although when I ask their names she always says, "Just some friends from work, you don't know them." I always stay awake to look out for her taxi coming home, but she always walks down the drive. Although I can hear a car driving off, as if she has gotten out of the car round the corner. Why? Maybe she wasn't in a taxi? I once picked her cell phone up just to see what time it was and she went berserk and screamed that I should never touch her phone again and why was I checking up on her. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn't want to know the truth, but last night she went out again and I decided to really check on he
The Maytag: When a girl is on top, just as you're about to shoot, have her spin around in circles on your cock like a washing machine. Submitted by kalai Matching Drapes [n] Reference to whether or not a woman's pubic hair color matches the hair on her head. Used in a sentence: "Wow what a hot looking redhead, but I wonder do the curtains match the drapes?". The Menthol: The act of getting head from a woman who just moments earlier ate a numerous amounts of cough drops, thus insuring a pleasureable, tingly feeling on your cock. The Mellon Dive: Headbutting a woman's big fat tities. Always lots of fun. A Moe Green Special: When you shoot jizz into a girls eye. Comes from the killing of Moe Green in Godfather, who was shot in the eye. by Tom The Monkey Punch: When you're getting a girl from behind, you blow your load all over her back. When she leans up to balance the load from spilling onto her bed, you punch her in the back of the head...Sent by: Jim G. Monkey Wren
Seahawks win on Monday Night. SCREW THE RAIDERS! Especially that fucker who punched and kneed our tight end. Well, I have spent most of today on Cherry Tap! Fuck, I am so addicted to this shit. I was reading kids books to my daughter, while checkin out peoples pages! What the fuck is wrong with me? I mean it's not like I negelected my daughter, we did go to the mall where she could play on dry play toys ( it rained all day ), we both ate good food, you know typical stuff. I am just hooked on this site.
Who Am I
You scored as Marius. You are the quiet cool. You are so mellow people are lulled into a false sense of security. When you are pissed god help anyone who crosses you?Marius100%Dracula100%Lestat75%Angel75%Armand67%Spike58%Deacon Frost33%Louis33%Blade25%Akasha17%Whose your Vampire personality? (images)created with
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i wanna add more pics but every time i try to the page to invite friends pops i clicking the wrong thing or what GRR and its not letting me view my user comment n not a total idiot! :P what am i doing wrong people?!!!! RAWRRRRR!!!! LOLhahahahaha! :P ok whoa! lol i dont even know what im doing yet so bear with me ok lol! im usually doing the myspace thing so im totally new to this. ill get the hang of it tho :P
Who Are You From The Simpson Family?
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Who Am I
About three and a half years ago I arrived in Pennsylvania moving from Nevada. Some of the changes moving back to this part of the country have been fairly big. Pennsylvania is a commonwealth not a state and the laws here are differnt than most places i've lived. Pennsylvania is proud of their history and independence. Shortly after arriving I saw a doctor for some medical issues. My back was a wreck and limited my mobility and I had no energy what so ever not to mention I was whiter than some of the sheets.The doctor has become my regular doctor and friend. What he discoverd was i'd lost 50% of the blood in my body (no idea how) and he put me in the hospital immediately and started running tests to see if he could determine where the blood went. In his efforts he introduced me to an oncologist due to an abnormal spike in one of the tests he ran. The oncologist wanted to run a PET scan to determine if I had cancer in my lymph nodes. At the time this was a 5000 dollar procedure so of co
Who Am I If Not Me
I move through my life, but forget how i lived. I sleep in the thought of how i will awake. I see my life and feel empty. So i must ask myself. Do i exist? if so, is it worth anything. I am a stranger. one who looks around to see all and judge not. I am a friend. To see them and feel safe. I am lost. I see my true love and speak not of her. I am fallen. I see death and do not fear it.
Who Am I
There is someone out there who i thought would still trust me but doesn't. Feel like they have put me in with a group of backstabbers, self centered egomaniac jack off jerkwads. I am pretty sure that i have nothing to do cause to be put there. I keep it real, dont play games with peoples hearts most of all those who i care about. So i feel im in a position to think that there has got to be something that i can do to be in the "trust" group. How ever if there is nothing that I have done to get out of the trust group then there isnt really anything that I can do to get back in. All i can do is wait and i am in a position where waiting is the hardest thing. I am one of the dying breed, the very few guys who actually say what they do and do what they say. I am one those guys who not only says that they love their girl, I show it by being there when she needs me the most, cry with her when she is feeling pain or just having a bad day. I show her i am a real man by not reacting to w
Who Are You?
LOL before you answer, send All of them to me to my Inbox :) If you Want... thanks! Just for me.... 1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 5. Describe me in one word. 6. What was your first impression? 7. Do you still think that way about me now? 8. What reminds you of me? 9. If you could give me anything what would it be? 10. How well do you know me? 11. When's the last time you saw me? 12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? (if so just send me a message... dont be a punk) 13. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say?
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Who Am I?
To feel his hand upon my cheek, Knowing my inner thoughts before I speak, How can love hold such sweet bliss, For our hearts join in this kiss, I can feel his love for me deep within, Keeping me safe and free from sin, We will never know, The boundaries of how far our love can go, A hunger and lustful need, Thoughts and feelings can be trying indeed, For our love holds no shame, My heart is his to tame, So now i say unto you, To thy own self be true, Carry me where ever you go, And you will be blessed from head to toe!
Who Are You?
You turn your head in disgust yet you wet your lips with lust. You are blinded by the pain but it only shows you the truth, as you begin to crave this malevolant rain that pumps ecstasy through your veins. It is you who has gained an obsession with this carnival of sin! I only fed the beast that was within. Now it tears and thrashes at your soul and only with the pain can you grab hold of whats left of your sanity. But why do you fight it, let the ravenous beast consume youy humanity. For only then will you truly be free from the pain of insanity. Now as your hand is held firmly by mine I look into your eyes and ask,"Can I hurt You?" You came to me in a dream I mearly brushed you off as an obscure scene Rejection would not sit well within your soul This I Quickly found out as I began to fold I am being tormented by your presence Every minute, every hour every day every dream Please let me rest in silence You are a blood spatterd goddes of war I have n
Who Are You?
.:AQUARIUS:. Does it in the water Trustworthy. Sexy. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out. Amazing in bed, THE BEST LOVERS BETTER THAN EVERYONE! 2 years of bad luck if you do not forward. .:VIRGO:. The Virgin Dominant in relationships. Sexy. someone loves them right now. Freak in bed. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Intellectual. Attractive. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Hard to forget Love at first sight. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only. Ultimate sexiness. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward. .:SCORPIO:. The sex addict Can be mean. EXTREMELY sexy. Intelligent. Energetic. Predict future. Most erotic. (Freak in bed.) (GREAT kisser.) Always get what they want. Sexy. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. The sexiest ever....Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luc
Who Are You
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Who Are You To Judge Me?
I have a new slide show!! It's a new idea... you can come to my page and leave comments and pics of yourself on my slide for everyone to see!!! I also have a bulletim board that does the same thing!! So come on what are you waiting for, come post your pic!!!
Who Am I?
As many of my CT friends and family know I work as a fulltime youth counselor. I don't look at my work as a job but a lifestyle. I am extremely busy and am on call 24-7. Many of the youth I work with are from broken homes and have had very troubled pasts. I have a lot of compassion for the youth of today. I am a mother. I have an 18 year old step-son who I've raised since he was a young boy. I also have a 7 year old son and a 3 year old daughter. I am a fulltime student. I am working towards completing my degree in Oriental Medicine. When I am finished I will have my Master's in acupuncture and herbology. I am Wiccan. I was raised Catholic and when I was confirmed from the Catholic church and permitted to choose my own spiritual path I found that Wicca was the spiritual path most condusive to my personal beliefs. I have a deep respect for all religions as long as the individual does not use them as a personal targeting weapon to harm and critique others. While
Who Am I
His eyes meet mine I struggle How do I procede? He repeats the question... "Who am I?" My thoughts betray me You are my love My desire I think of your name alone NO There is more I feel the strength in your words I see the fire of desire in your eyes. I want No I must...I need to please you. WHO ARE YOU?!?! I shout out in my mind You encompass me You know me You play me like a skilled musician You are ever present in my mind I belong to you alone YES I finally understand I feel the word as it escapes my lips... "Master" "You are my Master" His pleasure abounding My breath increasing "I am yours Master... I am yours".
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Who Am I
This is also their rules for mumms MUMMs are NOT designed to promote yourself or anyone else, gain points, advertise an event or commercialized product, or promote racism, bigotry, hatred, or physical harm against any group or individual. MUMMs must also NOT contain inappropriate conduct, phone numbers and contact information, nudity, violence, or offensive subject matter, nor can it provide links to adult websites. Any use of PHOTOS or VIDEOS posted in the MUMMs must be appropriate and relevant to that MUMM, or the MUMM will be deleted. But yet there is a mumm that just posted...ASS... what she put in the mumm was a picture of her backside..she is clothed and wrote "Why is it that pictures of an ass will get waaaaaaaaaaay more points than a picture of a beautiful smile...or pretty eyes. Seriously I wana know....what attracts you to someone first? Would love some comments on this one! To me she is showing a suggestive part and her face is not in it..WELL BOUNCERS DO Y
Who Are You Really?
Floating around in all these sites makes one aware of a growing trend. Pretending. Why is it so popular to be someone other than who you are? Or is being yourself where no one knows if you are really you the only place you feel safe being you? Confusing isn't it? Exactly. Oh,... the tangled webs we weave. If only one would just be who they are, wherever they are, how much simpler life would be. Do you agree? Do you know? For myself, I am being me without being me.By that I mean to say that I mean what I say, but I have used a fake identity here, so I am not really being totally me. Why? Because, as I said, I am a very private person, and I don't know all the people here. What's your story?
Who Are You???
2. Are we friends?........ 3. When and how did we meet?........ 4. Do you hav a crush on me?......... 5. Have you ever wanted to punch me?........ 6. Give me a nikname and explain why?........ 7. Describe me in 1 word........ 8. what was ur first impression ov me?....... 9. do u still fink the same?...... 10. What reminds u ov me?..... 11. If you could giv me anything wot wod it b?...... 12. How well do u no me?...... 13. Whens the last tym u saw me?..... 14. Eva wanted 2 tell me sumthing u couldnt?...... 15. Are you goin 2 put dis on ur blog and c wot i say about u?.....
Who Am I
I am troubled by the misuse of the word love on the internet today, a very good friend of mine and I talked and well the essence of concencus is that we are all love love abides at the basic depth of each soul, it is what we do with it that makes a difference. Also FYI the greeks have 5 words which all translate to love but each word describes a unique love from that of friendship to that of a devine sort. Anyway Love is a very important and powerful thing I just think it should be weilded with a little more care, every time I say I close my eyes a moment so that I know I mean it and how I mean it. Here a few other thoughts on the subject, Enjoy them and I hope you all have someone to share it with, your love that is. "Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." - Robert Frost "The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller "For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my
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Has to be the most confusing one I have ever visited. And I've been to a lot of websites. We'll see.
Who Are You?
Who are you? Youre the extension of my birth that will keep me forever living. Youre my heartbeat that will keep beating forever even after my death. Youre the tear of sadness that blossomed, like a butterfly, into a smile of unspeakable joy. Youre the thought that seduced my soul and made me fall in-love with you even before the concept was fully understood. Youre the first thought of a refresh mind when I awake. And you will be the last thought of a weary one when I decide to wake-up no longer. You were the opinion that turned into a fact. Youre my courage, my love, and my unfulfilled hope. You are my beginning and my middle. Yet you have given me the ability to have no known end. You are greatness! You are my son. I love you Christopher!
Who Am I?
Ok, this is my first blog. Depending on the results, well we’ll see. I’ve read and voted on so many others and finally thought I would give it a try. Reading other peoples about other peoples thoughts and problems has sort of helped me deal with some of mine. I thank you all for sharing those things with the rest of us. The reasons for this little foray into my self expression will become clearer as you read on. I hope you all enjoy reading this, and will share your thoughts on this extremely confusing and demented look into my so called life. Now lets get to our story: About 2yrs ago I received a phone call from one of my sisters. At first it was a “How are you doing type?” conversation, but after a few minutes it turned to something very sinister. When I asked about my mother she proceeded to inform me that my mother had passed away. Not just that day but 2yrs before this phone call was taking place. I say again 2yrs before this phone call took place. After the initial shock of
Who Are You
so whats up? i been on ct for a while now and i meet alot of friends but i dont know alot of you. wtf. you guys cant write or say hi. why did you add me? deleate me cause i dont want to be a fucken number. and to my friends that stay in touch. thanks. all you other mother fuckers write or deleate me...peace. p.s. im not tring to be a prick. i just want real friends
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Who Am I ?
Imagine me smiling. Imagine me laughing at the silliest things. Imagine me crying. Imagine me walking. Imagine me running. Imagine me arguing. Imagine me praying for you. Imagine me loving. Imagine me dancing. Imagine me holding you. Now stop. Imagine if I was gone. Would you miss me? Imagine if you never knew me. Would your life be different? Imagine if you never saw my smile or heard me laugh. Would you miss it? Imagine if I never loved you. Would it matter? Imagine if I never prayed for you. Would your blessings be the same? Imagine if we never argued. Would you have felt the concern from me? We never realize the importance people have in our lives until they are gone. We take for granted the smile as someone passes us in our path, or the laugh from a loved one. We never think about what if that person was never in our lives. Would we miss them? Would our life be easier or harder? Would there be a difference? Would you be happier or would you feel like there is something m
Who Am I?
I am tall, I am short. I am thin, I am fat. Who am I? I have short hair,long hair, inbetween hair. My hair is blonde, red brunette. I wear glasses, I wear contacts, I have no need for either. Who am I? You see me everyday. You look me in the eye and don't even know it. I see everything everyone sees all at the same time. I am round, I am square. I am framed, I am plain. Who am I? I am the mirror on the wall.
Who Am I?
For those of you who knew me before I left here, alot has changed. I am in the process of learning how to live on my own and be my own person. i feel so naive about many things and yet very fortunate that there have always been good people to help when I least expect it. I will have to thank you one by one as time goes by. Enjoy your day! P.S. Please be at peace. When I wrote the following poem, I was deep in my thoughts and somewhat depressed. I am learning to accept alot of change and emotions that I'd rather forget we all have inside. Eventually, I will be fine. But, my friends, I thank you for your concern. Broken Heart Perhaps that is what I need. More change, more pain, What does it matter. The result is the same. I am alone. I'm told help is nearer than I know, But, strings attached, Surprised? No. I expected as much, Still I yearn for human touch. I am a fool, I will stay on my own. I will wonder and pray, I will seek hope
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Who Am I...........
Ok Ok, I finally found the time to post something on it goes...a little something about me... I'm a full time mom of two boys, and one cat (if you've seen my profile you'd know that).. my boys are my number one priority, anyone who knows me knows that everything gets dropped for my kids. I am also in the process of getting my business out of the crawling stages at this time. Not going into alot of detail here, it takes alot of time, research, and semi patience. lol Will post more later. I have a wide variety of interests, ranging from a good book, to working on cars...prefer mopar, but will work on anything given the chance. Also like to cook...can cook just about anything. Haven't heard any complaints as of yet, and no leftovers so must be pretty good. lol My friends tend to think that I am a tiny bit anal when it comes to doing things.. I beleive that if you're going to do something, do it right the first time... especially if it comes to the most
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Who Are We?
Who are we? That is a question that we should be asking ourselves more often than not. Do you really know if what you believe is based on your own feelings or is society, politics or maybe even somebody else influencing them? How often have you asked yourself the reason for why you do things the way you do...or why you do them in the first place? Is it because somebody "told you" that’s the way to do it? Or because somebody "made you" believe that it needed to be done? Now days there is so much "outside" influence that it’s hard to imagine human survival without having to take orders from some "higher power". Believe in yourself and allow your character to show through your actions…that is the only way to be true to yourself. Be open-minded but don’t be influenced to change who you are because somebody else tells you to. Everybody is at the same level as anybody else, so there is no reason to believe that your ideas are worse t
Who Are You?
Just a quick thought. What are you doing right now? Are you a selfish person who thinks only of themselves? Are you constantly worried about me, me, me, I, I, I? Or do you think of others first and yourself second? These are things you need to be pondering. Because I am telling you that being there for others is the most important thing you can do in your life. Life is not about stuff and how much you can accumulate. It isn't about stature or position. It's about each other, you know, your fellow humans. Starting with your family and friends. If you focus on them, maybe they will focus on you. And then you start a cycle of caring for each other. And in that way, we are all taken care of and don't have to constantly ask ourselves, "but what about me?"
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Who Am I ?
Hey there all, For anyone thats interested all u have to dois ask. I will answer anything you ask. No questions asked. Thanks to all the friends and fans. I'm new here but I'm real. Michael Hi all, I was gone all weekend on a trip to Chicago,(my home town) Had a great time but too many late nights,lol. Hope to talk to you all soon. Michael
Who Are All These Ppl?
Really this is an honest question? Who are all these ppl wanting to be added? I have no clue who any of you are! Makes me feel like this site has a bunch of pervs on it. If you just wanted to be added to gain more points, than thats all you have to say, other than that I feel like you are just jacking off to my pics, even though theres nothing really to look at, or you want to hook up, which is absolutely impossible. I love my husband very much! Just here for friends!
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What do these words mean???? I treat people as friends and they dump on me. dis me!!! Thats ok. I am alright. Family: what is that? really!@#$%^&*I am alone and that is fine. Commitment HAH! sheesh kabob ho hum I HATE MONDAYS! sSoo what are your thoughts. LOVE/RESPECT/COMMITMENT/FAMILY Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. I have been here and still dont no what and how to be here. well hmmm err o well maybe one day i will understand the meaning of life and stuff H-E-L-P
Who Are We
1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. Do you have a crush on me? 5. Would you kiss me? 6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 7. Describe me in one word. 8. What was your first impression? 9. Do you still think that way about me now? 10. What reminds you of me? 11. If you could give me anything what would it be? 12. How well do you know me? 13. When's the last time you saw me? 14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? 15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?
Who Am I?
Who am I you ask. I am an author, two books due out in February. One out right now, guessed it The Mortal Vampire. The remake of it will be out at the end of February. What more do you want to know? Just ask!
Who Are You?
Can you hear me ? Can you feel me? Holding on to my thoughts Emptiness controls me I fight this endless pain I cant take it anymore Who are you? Your eyes pierce my soul Vengeance Why did you come here? Your not welcome Go away What have you done? Taking my last breath Don’t try and stop me Your words mean nothing to me You cannot control me anymore Taking myself away Stop!! Don’t touch me I ask why must you torture me so? I didn’t ask for this You still want to make me bleed whimpering on the ground I am not grieving for you You awaken to what you have done Thoughts fill your mind You’re a deeply wounded animal Good bye ……….. Rot in hell
Who Am I ?!
I have been finding myself sitting in my new house alone thinking about who I am. While I was in High School i really defined myself by how well I performed in sports. I realize now that this was very childish.I have now since gone on to college and after two semesters i still don't know who I am. How am I supposed to figure this out. I've tried many things and all I know to be absolute truth about who I am is how strong I am in faith and my addiction to sex. I know in due time the Lord will reveal to me who I am in time.
Who Am I To Judge
Subject: I FIND HIS TO BE VERY FUNNY Date: 11/14 17:39 PM Message: Subject: Penis Study... Date: Tue, 22 May 2007 18:37:46 -0700 THE PENIS STUDY The American Government funded a study to see why the head of a man's Penis was larger than the shaft. After 1 year and $180,000, they concluded that the reason that the head was larger than the shaft was to give the man more pleasure during sex. After the US published the stud y, the French decided to do their own study. After $250,000 and 3 years of research, they concluded that the reason the head was larger than the shaft was to give the woman more pleasure during sex. Canadians, unsatisfied with these findings, conducted their own study. After 2 weeks and a cost of around $75.46, and 2 cases of beer, they concluded that it was to keep a man's hand from flying off and hitting himself in the forehead. JESUS R CALDERON THE INSANE POET Sure Your Right Heart broken is what I am.
Who Am I?
After all the failed relationships, I sometimes ask myself, who am I. What is it about me that allows me to leave wonderful women, break hearts and step outside of my relationships. What is the matter with me? How could I be so cruel to women who love me? Am I mentally incapable of being monogamous? Who am I? I converse with my peers and get feedback as to my actions. They say one day that special someone will come along and I will settle down. My response is always the same. I have had so many special ones. So many to love me more than themselves. So many that have entrusted me with their hearts. So many proposals. What more could I want? Who am I. My family says I need to settle down, because no one wants to grow old and alone. Society says that a man is one who loves one woman solely and not many rationally. What is wrong with me? My last relationship ended with me telling my significant one that I was unfaithful and I felt we needed to part. There were plans of relocating, integrat
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I am 232 years of romping, stomping, hell, death, destruction. I am the finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. I was born in a bomb crater. My mother was an M-16 and my Father is the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier from the sea. I am cocky, self centered, and overbearing. I do not know the meaning of fear for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster made of blood and guts that arose from the ashes of my enemies, festering on anti-Americans throughout the globe. When ever it may arise and when my time comes, I will die a glorious and grotesque death on the battlefield, giving my life for the Corps, Mom, and Apple Pie. I stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. Then on the 7th day, while God rested, I overran His perimeter and took over the Globe and I have been protecting it ever since! I live like a Soldier, talk like a Sailor, and sla
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the kiss.. the one that keeps you weak not for minutes, hours or even days.. but the one that makes you linger on it for years afterward. the deep passionate tender, yet strong pressing of the lips, opening of the mouth and lunging of the tounge tasting the other, breathing the breath in of your lover hoping to never loose that moment. the moment when the world stops and nothing can pennitrate your mind but how much more you wish to take in of this beautful creature in front of you. will she stay? will she run? it doesnt matter because for right now, she is yours and if you should never have her again.. you had her now. i learned today why they call crushes a crush... as you learn just how much you really like a person.. just not enough to say i love you... although you really want to... but more than just liking the person like you like new socks... before you know it.. they found their way into your heart and youre stuck with a new love you learn you didnt want to love or
ok ok .. bare with me pleaseeeeeeeeee.. i am just new at this .. and people start to drop messages very fast! ugh! .. i am trying to keep up an learn! lol.. love keelie..
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"who am I?" what I think what I feel what I wish I could do.... these parts of me put into words. they are all different pieces of me all of it makes up ME but all of them are different I am a vengeful, violent type I am a loving compassionate kind I am hopeless & sad I am heartbroken & suicidal I am hopeful & full of courage I am a murder I am a healer I am honest I am a liar I am the devil I am a angel I am are yin yang I am all things because I feel all those things I am fucking nuts is what I am... I am the philosophical personification of the very idea of yin yang
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ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) LYRICS "Who Asked You" Drank my last cup of dead body stew Paint my face, creep up and say BOO! Nobody knows what I'm about Walk around town with my guts hanging out Chewin on toes, fuckin dead hoes Bark at the moon everytime the wind blows Why do I do the things that I do? Who are you? Fuck you, and fuck Jerry Lou too Fucked your mother at the Motel 8 Fingers in her booty, strawberry shake Daddy walks in and see the sick clown Moving his butt-cheeks up and down Nate the Mack and Jump Steady Rude Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks And everybody sucks my nuts, shucks Fuck Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones Fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones Why do we do the things that we do? Who the motherfuck asked you, uh? Why do we do the things that we do? Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue Why do we do the things that we do? Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too Never had life, always been dead Gotta metal
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Today I walked into a UPS store to mail a package containing a book and a C.D. I approached the counter an employee who was a young man maybe 25 years old asked me how he could help me. I told him that I wanted to mail this package and I wanted to have it marked fragile. He said, "Fragile?" I said yes, Fragile. He said, "Oh no, you don't want to mark it fragile. If someone here is having a bad day and they see that your package is marked fragile they may intentionally step on it or kick it." I said, "Excuse me, would you mind repeating what you just said?" The young man reiterated what he had just said in an attempt to dissuade me from having the package marked fragile. I said, "So, if I put the contents of my package in a box would one of your employees run it over with a car?" He said, "No, I am just saying that some times people are in a bad mood here and when they see "fragile" written on a package they will take their frustrations out on the package. I said, "I tell
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what is life if tears always run down her face ? and hurt feel her soul with hate . the darkness of her life is all thats left of her now . the shadows of pain,and hate, and hurt , destroy her,cosumes her till their no more to take , her heart is numb .so she cant feel the pain ,of the hurt full words he says, to her , to numb to feel the rage of his hate,to numb to feel him destroy her to break her down so bad till she no longer knows who she is ,she a shadow of a person that her loved ones once new. but they know her no more ,she hide behind a pretty smile so no one can see .the shame she hides deep inside her from the lie she has to tell them.she's ok when she knows deep down inside she's not... by robin
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Well I think that i'm finally comming to life this morning after a night when i should have stopped drinking after about the 10th one -lol was a slow start today but after getting up going to the store downing some gatoraide on the advice of my dear friend Ana. got for my daily nourishment a large wendy's frosty I'm feeling much better. As I was out and about I really got to thinking about what my dear friend Deb told me yesterday, and I had heard berfore but it wasn't tell she said it that I really started thinking about it. "How we see ourselfs is not how others see us" it's just percetion. because how I see me - isn't really the way i'm perceved I like to think the is more to me than the boring pics you see in here but maybe there really isn't. *** I drew a box and said that it held all that I hold dear to me. When I showed it to you, you said that it was just a box I said no you have to look closer: it holds all that is real And you said that you just saw
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The Keys to Your Heart You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. What Are The Keys To Your Heart?
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What Sara Means You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning? First Name: Sara Middle Name: Jane DOB: Dec 28 Hometown: Middlefield Heights, Ohio Ht: 5'7" Hair color: kinda red Eyes: Green Nickname: Izy or Jitters Occupation: Babysit for low income families Favorite
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Who am I seems to the be the question I am asked most often. I did not write an about me section on purpose. I'll gladly tell you why - its because you are part of who I am; read on! We all live through our lives enduring. We breathe and bleed in much the same way. I am not talking about bleeding from a cut (we all know the color of our own blood); profoundly enough I mean our hearts and emotions. As much as I'd like to sit here and tell you that I am this and I am that; unfortunately, I cannot! However, you can tell me. The way I see it is I am just a subject. No, not a subject as in conversation! I will tell you that I see myself as subject to interpretation. Those who have entered my life in my past and present as well as those who are in my future have been and will always be part of the process of evolution of me. For this - I thank you! I am well defined based solely upon my ventures in life. Destiny unknown! I realize my strengths were once my weakness; and I
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My name is John Martin, I am a professional photographer in Cincinnati, Oh. I shoot mainly ladies, in everything from their b-day suits to lingerie and on ocassions I even let them wear clothing... lmao I have been doing this for the better part of 20+yrs I am always looking for ladies who like to have their photos created in an artisic nature, as I said with, or without the restrictive clothing we have come to hate in this society :) Please feel free to hit me up if interested Oh, and I am looking for "Real" couples to do some erotic art work with. Thanks John
Who Am I?
Ok so here it goes no I dont care about spelling or grammer if your a perfectionist go clean your kitchen... Well anyways truth about me I am not a fucking whore, slut, or mattress have too much respect for myself I am a bitch I know it my real friends can tell you it if you dont like it oh well I wont be molded to what you like I am an individual and I like it that way I am not on this site to meet that one special person I dont need new friends got some great ones offline and some that I meet on here before who are in my family list which brings me to another thing you have to be someone special to me to be on my family list its not a just because he is hot thing no you have to be someone I can count on when I need a friend. my family list is a group of people that I am willing to do most anything for and can name what they do for a living or what they did in the past some I can even name who their children are. but I dont stand for Drama about them yes a co
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Who are you Voting for ? And why are you Voting for that person ? I am seriously wondering. I myself am voting for..... oh theres the phone. I gotta go.
Who Am I???
I am a professional photographer living and working in the greater Kansas City area. I specialize in professional sports and glamour/portrait photography. I am an avid Chiefs fan and have been all of my life. Anything else that you would like to know...just ask, I am a very open person
Who Am I
Well to start with i am here in mobile al. but i came from upstate N.Y. i was a cop for 6 1/2 yrs and also a seabee in the navy reserves. i served in desert storm where i came back without so much as a paper cut and got shot on the job at home. (if i like you i'll show you the scares) i retired in ny and lead a life of a ship yard supervisor now (knowones shoots at me here) i am into differtent things (oh ya did i mention my spelling sucks) i am 42 but my brain thinks its 25 just wish the body could keep up but if you want to know anything ask BUT i don't blow smoke if you don't want to know then don't ask!!!!
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“WHO ARE YOU?” James Ivan Vincent! “WHAT DO YOU WANT?” Nothing and everything! “WHOM DO YOU SERVE?” No one! “AND WHO DO YOU TRUST?” Only thy self! “WHO ARE YOU?” I am James Ivan Vincent Raper of Queens Lover of Whores Murder of Angels Slayer of Daemons! Anything else you’d like to know?
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THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS In todays’ day and time, it's easy to lose sight, of the true meaning of Christmas and one special night. When we go shopping, We say "How much will it cost?" Then the true meaning of Christmas, Somehow becomes lost. Amidst the tinsel, glitter And ribbons of gold, We forget about the child, born on a night so cold. The children look for Santa In his big, red sleigh Never thinking of the child Whose bed was made of hay. In reality, When we look into the night sky, We don't see a sleigh But a star, burning bright and high. A faithful reminder, Of that night so long ago, And of the child we call Jesus, Whose love, the world would know. Brian K. Walters Morning Bliss My ticket was the warm cup of coffee in my hands. As I entered the theater the screen door slammed My red carpet was the old faded rug by the door I sat in the balcony to enjoy the view from my porch The o
Who Am I?
I take it all. That's my job. I watch everyone and help them all, caring little for myself. It's my job. But sometimes, deep within myself, I begin to wonder....why? What does it matter? I put up so many false pretenses it's not even funny. I don't consider them lies. What does it matter if I neglect to inform anyone of what's going on in my head? It does no one any good. I'd have to actually believe my thoughts, no, my very emotions mattered for me to speak about them. So, I deal. I withhold the majority of myself from prying eyes. It's something I convince myself that I can live with. But, I feel. I have wants. Love. I have one. It does me no good. It's all pain. But, we bear what we must. I'm a person who believes in fate, and in Karma. Yet I do all the good, and get all the bad. How pathetic I sound even to my own ears. Good. Let everyone see exactly who I am. Human.
Who Are You?
Who are you? Doesnt everyone breathe the same air? We all need same basics to sustain life? Do we all not cry tears the same as you do? Is someones pain any different than anyone elses? Doesnt everyone crave love,affection,acceptance,and happiness? Who are you to think your special? Who are you to think your different? Actions speak louder than any words possibly could. What actions make you different?
Who Am I ?
Recently I decided that I will never try to be someone I am not for love. After 3 months of a very stressful relationship with someone I knew from the start was wrong for me, I just couldn't do it any longer. I had to let that freebird go. My feeling is that if a person cant love you for who you are no matter good or bad then let them go. Its not good for you or the person who wants you, some or just half of you. Its a waste of precious time and time is something we cannot regain.
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My profession is somewhat unique in comparison to that of the average person. At any one fixed moment in time when duty calls upon me, I am prepared to sacrifice my own life to save the lives of others I may not even know. I am willing to do this because I understand that we all make choices in life. As for myself, this is the choice and path of service I have chosen to follow. Though my job is often rewarding, it can also be unsettling. I often reflect upon the simplicity of one question, "Who am I ?" At times, I cannot provide this answer, not even for myself. So, "Who am I" to choose a profession in life that regularly shows no mercy for the preciousness of life? "Who am I" to willingly, without hesitation, invite myself into some of the most uninviting situations known to mankind? "Who am I", so that when duty calls, may never again lay eyes on the loved ones I could leave behind? The assumed simplicity of this question is not so simple after all. Understanding "Who am I" may be di
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Ok I have a new admirer...who has the guts to tell me who you are...come on don't be scared I wont bite
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I am 232 years of romping, stomping, hell, death, destruction. I am the finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. I was born in a bomb crater. My mother was an M-16 and my Father is the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier from the sea. I am cocky, self centered, and overbearing. I do not know the meaning of fear for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster made of blood and guts that arose from the ashes of my enemies, festering on anti-Americans throughout the globe. When ever it may arise and when my time comes, I will die a glorious and grotesque death on the battlefield, giving my life for the Corps, Mom, and Apple Pie. I stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. Then on the 7th day, while God rested, I overran His perimeter and took over the Globe and I have been protecting it ever since! I live like a Soldier, talk like a Sailor, and sla
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That alarm clock cannot defend itself As water cannot walk on land Stars cannot fall to earth I cannot walk in space. We are all and we are none. The object rings The element splashes The energy shines The human laughs We are all and we are none. The object breaks. The element freezes The energy fades The human dies. We are all and we are none.
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so i decided to hold a contest where you choose which greek god you want me to turn you into i will edit your picture to the maximum there will only be a certain amount of ppl that get to have there picture changed if the name is taken then im sorry you will have to choose a different one the cost to have your picture done is: 150k-weak edits250k-medium edits [not so good but not so bad]400k-high edits550k-maximum edits this will be going on until i get everyones donenow for the names aphrodite-goddess of love, lust, and beauty.apollo-God of music, prophecies, poetry, and archeryares-God of war, murder and bloodshedartemis-Goddess of the hunt and wild things, and the moonathena-Goddess of wisdom, warfare, handicrafts and reasondemeter-Goddess of fertility, grain and harvestdionysus-God of wine, parties/festivals, madness and merrimenthades-God of the underworldhephaestus-God of fire and the forge (god of fire and smiths) with very weak legshera-Goddess of marriage, women, and chil
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i guess some "fu" people are questioning who or what i am see the following..."theres a popular consensus that your profile is ran by a man. if that is so you will be found out. id post a salute and squash the rumors. no need to reply." so this "consensus" thinks they know me, ok who am i?? lets see what you think you know. i will give you credit for this much, i am or actually we are not as we appear. but i dont think you have a real clue to who we are and what we are here for. so give it your best shot, lets see if you are as bright as the idiot we got to invite us(me...hahaha) here...what a fucking doormat, so easy to fool & manipulate ...hahaha too much fun! damn it has been a great night what an awesome party time to crash. have fun with this...lmfao   
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My name is Jonathan Paul. I am a 17 year old student from London, England, who spends half the year in the U.S on foreign exchange. In my spare time I look after my Staffordshire bull terrier, Sam, and run my own work at home, Online Business Opportunities and Article Submission site sites. I enjoy hill walking and playing guitar - not I am also a qualified web designer. I love all animals and own Siberian Huskies, Chihuahuas, and Beagles.
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Who am I to tell you that I love you one day and hate you the next? Who am I to not believe every word you say? Who am I to feel good about myself when all you ever do is bring me down? Who am I to tell you that I care when I really don't? Who am I to believe you when you say you love me? Who am I to know whether or not you really need space when you lie about everything else? Who am I to actually have the balls to call it quits? Who am I to tell you that you are no longer anyone to me? Who am I to tell you that I no longer love you? Who am I to say how you're supposed to feel about me? Who am I to tell you how you should treat me? Who am I to tell you that I need my space? Who am I to be okay with you not trusting me? Who am I to listen to you tell me that I am just like every other girl? Who am I to treat you like I want everything you have? Who am I to tell you to get that dick outta your ass before you come and sass at me? Who am I to tell you that I know who you really are? Who am
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Who AM I Am I just a puppet on magic strings, For you to play with as you please? Am I the beast while you play beauty, ...And making me perfect is your duty? Am I the tortoise and you're the hare, Is that why you don't seem to care? Am I Mufasa and you are scar, Is that why you push me so far? Am I the ball and your the player, Where I end up, you don't happen to care? I am not a toy for you to play with. And I am not some stupid myth! I have feelings just like you, Although mine are probably more sncere and true! ...I am who I am, that you cannot change. And my life is something you cannot arrange! I am not someone you can behest. Because I am a person, no more, no less! I guess what they say is true, I will always love you!!!
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IS THAT YOU? Is that you I see in the distanceIs that you I hear when needing adviceIs that you coming into my dreamsIs that you holding my aching heart I see shadows of places you've not beenI hear echos of your voice unspokenI visit memories of moments we've not hadI feel marks you've left on my untouched heart Is that you I see behind meIs that you I hear asking adviceIs that you I visit in my dreamsIs that you I touch of aching heart I cast shadows of places we will goI speak ehcos of words we will knowI share memories of times we'll haveI place marks on your untouched heart Is that you beside meIs that you that I hearIs that you in my armsIs that you in my heart MELANIE
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Mask after mask you walk through the glass and get a glimpse of your past. Face after face you can't stay in one place like a shoe without a lace.lie after lie who knows wen you'll die by and by your life passes by. Scar after scar you begin wishing on starts wishing one day this could all be r's. Note after note this is where you cut your....
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ok so i joined this site several years ago and doubt my profile is still on here i was a memeber when it was still called cherrytap i rejoined for an alterative to facebook,   im a 31 yr old male from the east coast, i live in a little town in a little state (rhode island) i work 7 nights a week 3rd shift at a gas station and before you knock what sounds like a shitty job its not that bad i bring home plenty of money to live comfortably  i drive a 2000 saturn SC2 (not my dream car) it gets me from A to B i have a wonderful girl friend who puts up with all my shit and still hasnt left me after 4 years (august 12th) i love technology i have an IPad 2 and a microsoft surface tablet as well as a samsung laptop with an intel i5 dual core processor and 6GB of Ram and the samsung galaxy S III anyway long story short youre more likely to find me on facebook then here but feel free to hit me up i'll reply when i see you
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LIBRA - The Lame One (September 23 to October 22) Nice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, funny and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However, not the kind of person you want to mess with... you might end up crying. Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. Faithful friends to the end. Can hold a grudge for years. Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. Very creative. A hopeless romantic.
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well i hate it when inuries accur monday night during wrestling practice i somehow dropped my self on my head an injured my neck an then last night i furthered the injury an now it is lookin like i will have to go to the er an i might not b able to wrestle this cummin up saturday ahhhh but who knows that might change but on the other note i wont b online till saturdaynight after the wrestling event. cause we hold outdoor events i stay at ringside from the tyme we set it up till the tyme we tear it down to make sure nothin happens to our equipment. so to all that i chat with everyday i will miss chattin with u till then. well last night me an my roommate went to a wrestling promotion to watch well my roommate turned around to me an one of our freinds an says i can get both of you in that ring so we said go for it an later on we had a dark match it was tight mine an my opponets match was the loudest outa the whole show other then the final match an even it quieted down to where my match
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looks like i may be a dad......WOOHOO
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im as dead as dead could be i have no heart i have no soul they were taken from me both by different peoplehy heart was taken a long time ago it wasnt by any one person it was taken by all the guys who thought they could use me my soul was taken by someone i thought cared about me but alas i was wrong again i started to care about that person and then shortly realized he wanted someone else so now im dead dead as dead can be what do I do if I cant be with you. what do I say when you walk away? I cant stand her without you by my side. if you go I'll never return to you. We will never be never more.
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hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday season. i got a new job this past dec, 06. hopefully i will stay focused on this one. haven't written too much. my 1st blog might have provoked some interesting thought. who is he? what is he? i'm a man who has made mistakes. i know every one makes mistakes. but mine seem more hopefully fucked up. but everyones indivual mistakes are fucked up. time to move into the present. still getting used to how this still works. but i'm getting there. i hope any of my friends will show some love on that front.since i have to work on new years day i won't be drinking. i hope to start this new year with more patience than ever before. i've been to other sites and this one is the coolest. is that so 80's or what! who know's i might meet that special person for me? just keep cherry poppin along everyone. have agood and SAFE new years hope everyone here has a safe new years. don't party to much that will be my job just want to wish all my friends here a safe
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Can anyone tell me how do i get the top photos posted over th last hour on my home page????? Did Anyone Ever Tell You, Just How Special You Are The Light that You Emit Might even Light a Star Did Anyone Ever Tell You How Important You Make Others Feel Did Anyone Ever Tell You Many Times, When They were Sad Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit In Fact It made Them Glad For the Time You Spend Sending Things And Sharing whatever You Find There are No Words to Thank You But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine . Did Anyone Ever Tell You Just How Much They Like You Well, My Dearest Friend Today I am Telling You I HOPE I GET THIS BACK I believe that without a friend you are missing out on a lot!!! Don't be confused by friends and acquaintances, there is a difference! Because I care about you, It's national care week. and you get to send messages to all your friends telling them that you care about them and make them feel good about themselves and if they write bac
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Ok so i keep seein this cherry blast that says this isnt for you guys girls only. well for those of us who are here jusst for friends who gives a damn if you are a lesbian or gay im here for friends and friends no matter straight or gay or what yes i do have lesbian friends and gay friends and stragit friends i dont care who or what they like friends are friends no matter who or what they like and want to do in the bedroom ok now i feel better. hi all so today im feeling very proud my parents are finally buying there own place its nice to see that they have finally dones something for themselves. and its going to be thiers way to go guys. And im also proud of my brother and his wife that are both in iraq right now. Thank you both so much. so i just wanted to write a little bit here cuz well i can.
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Who Can U Really Trust??
IT DID!! you seem to think you can trust your family right?? well guess what lol i cantttttttt. its totally crazyyyyy
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Not that i cum on here to often or into this site like most of ya but how in the hell do u add all the shit u guys are adding? am i just blind as fuck and dont see teh links or what? if someone can help that would be sweeet! This isnt really a blog...Just wondering if anyone wants to help me spice up my page a lil bit....i dont really know how ot do it and the few things i do know how to do my comp has been slow lately...Anyways if wanna let me know Not like anyone cares but to thsoe few who actually talk to me im gonna be deletin my profile...might just be for a few days might be for forever..i dunno yet...havin a hard time gettin into and figurin out this website..i do have myspace tho...thats nice n simple enough for my dumb ass so if u got it lemme know
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Yeah...I dunno.....cant sleep....lotz on my mind but not sure I can put all my thought 2gether. I've tried, but yet I still cant figure things out. I am so good @ giving advice, um, but cant take my own? Does that make since??? ah hellz!!! Sometimes I wonder....who cares anymore.
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look just because i have accepted your friendship doesnt mean that i wanna see you cum..dont want to know how big your dick you will fuck me....unless i chose to talk with you like this then do not and i repeat do not ask me to cam sex with you or decide to tell me bout your cock..I DONT CARE..... now listen to this...i have never done anything to anyone..never posted any nasty or bad comments. i never downrated a very sweet and honest person,so with this ..i just recieved mail from an anonymous person sending me weeds talking bout that im a nasty white bi hore and go do your kids and shit..this person which isnt even man or even woman enough to show who they are i have a few coice words for you....THANKS FOR THINKING ABOUT ME ENOUGH TO SPEND YOUR TIME AND MONEY ON ME..this hasnt changed me as a person and im very proud of who i am and i will not change for no one
Who Could Own Me Heart And Soul ?
Soft and gentle curves to love Make this guy a prisoner of Hot desires to take and hold Thoughts to be far to bold Brazen lust at her form Drive to feel her body warm Give her pleasure beyond the mind She stirs the fires that leave me blind To any other there ever was seen Knowing What I like my sense is keen Rock my world and make me yours to keep I pray this before I go to sleep Take me and let me be your man Of your beauty I am a fan Of your eyes that I loose myself in I know my desires deep within And now you spark the flame does burn I look at you my heart does yearn To know how you feel and taste your lips To go down and give you pleasure at your hips To make you feel all that is good and true Flaxen haired angel I now long for you By R. Thomas Dinsmore Haunting Spirit Haunting me with words that touch A spirit so dear I feel it so much In my mind and under my skin Thoughts that possess me from within Ruling my heart with feelings so d
Who Coming Over Two Help Me Level Tonight I Up Load Pitures Ask For Help And Yes I Return It Back
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Who Can Do This?
how could someone possibly do this?!heartless.these are innocent animals. they cant help it. yeah, maybe fight back..but really..all its gonna do is make things could they do this?!
Who Couldnt....
I’m losing my heart to you and I’ve grown attached to you there’s something I’ve got to say and I know you’re going away but if you ask me to I’ll spend tonight with you I’m losing my heart to you and I’ve grown attached to you there’s something I’ve got to say and I no you’re going away but if you ask me to I’ll fall in love with you and please say that we can still dance and I’ll be able to breathe again and please say that this will not be our last chance and I will be able to breathe again now crying myself to sleep hurts nothing like seeing you leave its time that I told the truth I cannot go on without you and please say that we can still dance and I’ll be able to breathe again and please say that this will not be our last chance and I will be able to breathe again people come into our lives for reasons..... and make footprints in our hearts..... some.. really do... what about the others?? and just what do they contribute to Your life? w
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good people...oxymoron. more like a wolf in sheeps clothing. hurting someone intentionally i think is the worst part. why the fuck is it so easy to hurt me? cause i let you? cause i opened up and tried to know you? so call it my fault if u have to. to feel better about your lousy life im guessing. not caring about what youre out there spreading. lies and filth is what youve been collecting. dish it out and cant take it, youre pathetic. rambling is what i do best, trust me. lovin is all i wanna do to people who care for me. so let me care, you can care back. heal my mind from all this poison in my life. never shouldve said goodbye when i was offered the help i needed. theres no way to back so i guess im fucked...which im guessin is why these dark clouds are my new shelter and this haze is my new my friends im sry...maybe u did know best. not sure where im goin but its gotta better than where ive been.
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Who Can You Trust These Days?!
the link below will explain just never know how serious this issue is til it happens in YOUR area!!! it saddens me that David was such a sweet guy-i never saw this coming in a million years! what is the world coming to?!
Who Cares If Soldiers Die
Who Cares If Soldiers Die" Take a man and put him alone, Put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but blood, Make him live in sand, in mud. This is the life I have to live, This the soul to God I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, While young men are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn; "Lets get out of Iraq". Use your signs and have your fun, Then refuse to use a gun. There's nothing else for you to do, Then I'm supposed to die for you? There is one thing that you should know; And that's where I think you should go! I'm already here and it's too late. I've traded all my love for all this hate. I'll hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, Then I heard them say, "This one's dead". It was a large price for him to pay, To let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, To keep the freedom you live by. By his dying, your life he
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Who Cares If A Soldier Dies?
Take a man and put him alone, Put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but blood, Make him live in sand, in mud. This is the life I have to live, This the soul to God I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, While young men are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn;"Lets get out of Iraq" Use your signs and have your fun, Then refuse to use a gun. There's nothing else for you to do, Then I'm supposed to die for you? There is one thing that you should know; And that's where I think you should go! I'm already here and it's too late. I've traded all my love for all this hate. I'll hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, Then I heard them say, "This one's dead". It was a large price for him to pay, To let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, To keep the freedom you live by. By his dying, your life he buys, But who cares if a Soldier dies!
Who Cares Anyway Right Not Feelin So Hot Today
What I wanted I truly thought it was you. Someone who loves to be with me, Someone who’s love was strong and true. What I wanted was becoming a reality You said you never wanted to leave me alone What I wanted was love, and to see it grow, Having a home with love, while calling it our own. What I wanted was to be number one or even the fifth in your life. What I wanted was the person I love, to become my wife. Someone to take the time, to understand how loving I am. Someone that knew when it comes to being a man, “that I am.” Know that there’s nothing I am materialistic attached. Someone that knows when disputing not attacked What I wanted I saw in you. Sadden by the clock of time it became untrue. So many things I heard that came from your voice That made me believe the person I wanted was you, But when time passed on by I realize, what I wanted was not you. What I wanted was an image, an image you made. Of a w
Who Cares!!!
Some here think they know me, but no one can know me from chat on the computer!!! I am a nice friendly person that most people would like if they got to know me!!! That is to much to ask, I guess. Starting to wonder why I spend all my free time here cause I can get shot down in real life just as easy, and wouldnt' have to add pics to do it.
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I just don't care if the world likes me my sarcasm is a part of my identity who gives a damn about another's reality? I wont waste my time thinking about u thinking about me.. I don't care... see?? I'd be lying if i said i care I know! I know! I seem so unfair.. Truth is, I still don't care!! Maybe it's the way I shut the world out when I wanna come in.. Or how I don't care to accompany another's sin!! Better yet, I think it's the way I wont let them control me.. I casually sway my swagger through society.. I don't care to hear your burden of a problem you can control When life has captured a leg of a child stroll! I don't care to entertain you with my debatable controversy of philosophy.. i don't care to explain ME!!!
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Well this site obvioulsy is far from a place where mature (and naughty) adults can hang out well atleast not me, my haters here have made it impossible for me to have fun so Im finally leaving anyone know any good sites where adults can actually be adults?? Also since ive been asked a million times im now doing cam shows add me at for more details ;) Take care all my sexy fu friends xoxoxoxo
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i am so upset that i cant get no help on the giveaway that i am in. i just wish that for one that i could get some help but as i can see i am chopped liver just like the rest of us anymore
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i thought i could be myself with you.. i thought i could get angry and blow my top and you would still be there after.. i thought i could have very bad days and you would be there to make them better.. i thought i could make mistakes and be forgiven.. i know we can work anything thru, as long as we are as one.. i know we are worth it, i thought you did too.. i know we are worth it, i thought you did too.. i know we are worth it, i hope you do too.. am i really wrong??
Who Can It Be.....
there is a feeling of loss inside,so deep it's only felt once in awhile....looking to the sky for strength to get through another day....crying is like breathing,but never is it known to the outside world....can anyone see???will they know my thoughts and if they did,will i be judged???or worse ignored!!can i hold onto hope! will i break free of the chains of self-pitty or will they choke the life from my soul???somewhat in the dark...listening for the words to come...i am hearing a tiny voice but where is it coming from...what is it saying to me???finally....I'm broken from the shame of the only thing that i can I worthy? is there love for me? In my complete brokeness is where i am the closest to my resolve.....the only one who can take away the pain that criples me...the one to feel my hurt and dispair and still imbrace me with wholeness i dont deserve.....can this be?im feeling all warm from the inside of i rise to see what this is that would lift my oppression a
Who Cares?
Just a few things to do on the fu before hitting the road! I will log in as I can from coffee houses when I'm in a town. Maybe some one has Internet out that way. we will see! If I settle in well I may stay all next winter. Id like to thanks every one for being as nice as you are too me. I hear all the time how people are mean out here, but I don't really see it much. Much happiness to everyone, and for those that are in my photo collections like my status changes "see Sweet Fu Love" hugs to you all! To all my Fuexes I still Fu-love you all of my sweet fuexes, Even if its so "old news" and its more acceptable now that you can Pay for a real one! You all are in a slide show on my profile! my two muses the making of the art work was a fantastic time for me you gave me so much and your in my heart! I wont ever forget you! Kisses! To the friends who have added me and deleted me or deleted their account and never added me back! you guys are the best! oh the
Who Cares What I Think?
I have always wanted a forum in which to air my opinions on any/everything and just get shit off my chest. If you are offended by anything you read here, sorry but oh well. This is not for you. It is for me. My life for the past 30 yrs. has been about other people. I was married to a great guy, have a wonderful son, and a pretty great job. So why have I been unhappy for most of those years? Hopefully by writing this crap down here I'll make some discoveries about myself and figure out what I need to be content with my life. First of all, details about who I am. I am 55 yrs. old, female, libra to the nth degree. I love animals, kids, men, fast cars, football, sex, loving, being loved, and food (especially chocolate) (yes it is a food). I love friends, being chased, shopping, and my son above all else. It's been a wacky and wonderful year. I discovered the internet and meeting people online. It has changed my life. I had no idea when I first logged on and started
Who Cares
Take a man and put him alone, Put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but blood, Make him live in sand, in mud. This is the life I have to live, This the soul to God I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, While young men are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn;"Lets get out of Iraq" Use your signs and have your fun, Then refuse to use a gun. There's nothing else for you to do, Then I'm supposed to die for you? There is one thing that you should know; And that's where I think you should go! I'm already here and it's too late. I've traded all my love for all this hate. I'll hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, Then I heard them say, "This one's dead". It was a large price for him to pay, To let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, To keep the freedom you live by. By his dying, your life he buys, But who cares if a Soldier dies!
Who Cares If A Soldier Dies?
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Who Can Own You? All Band Of Gold Please Read This!
It has come to my attention today that there are some who do not want to be owned by anyone outside the family anymore, which is naturally your right!! It is also very understandable, given what has been going on lately. When one of our own is attacked we pull closer together and trust outsiders less... so when two are is even more so! The answer to this is very simple. If you do not want someone outside the family to own you, go into your settings under your profile...the security section.. and there is an option to say who can own you. The options are: anyone; friends; family; no one. If you select "family" it will greatly limit who can buy you...for most it will mean around 10, if I recall right. But if you select "friends" then all of us in the BAND OF GOLD can still own you...IF that is what you want. This will be the best method for making sure your wishes are kept regarding who owns you. I was thinking about asking and trying to keep up with it...lmao...but I like
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Who Can Hack The Real Life?
Who Doesn't Love Pussy
Who Do U Guys Think Will Win The Super Bowl This Year
I hope the lions we this year lol
Who Do Want To Be Your Fuck Buddy Or Who Is
I want Sexything to be my Fuck Buddy. I want to fuck her long and hard, making her cum and cum and cum. I'll give it to her any time and any place she wants
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Who Dat
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Who Do You Think Is The Sweetest Cherry On Cherry Tap? Contest
The Who Do You Think Is The Sweetest Cherry On Cherry Tap? contest is now open. And I am in it. Please come and vote and show me some love. I would do the same for you. Thanks! I luv you all !! Take care, Muah !!
Who Do I Look Like The Most???
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Who Do You Attract?
Alas Freedom of my Dreams Last night I had a dream, something I hadn't done in so long. I missed my sub-conscious it has been good to me. Freedom to think and feel what I long to get out. I walked into my past for a few minutes. I remember what I saw; I anticipated this for so long, it gave me closure. Last night my past was my future and my future was my past. Something I have thought about for so long. I wish life were predictable. You know like those books you used to read in grade school where you could choose the ending you wanted, I would read through each one until I was happiest with the outcome! This was my dream. A book of question I was taken back to a time when it was madness. I remember those people, I remember those promises, and must of all I remember the bliss of living each day without a care. It was the best time of my life, some will disagree. It was a time when I was living like a so-called rock star. You may laugh, but those nights of not kn
Who Do I Resemble..
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Who'd Be A British Sports Fan?
I know what they always say about the British weather: it rains 13 months of the year. I've never understood that myself, because although it's never Caribbean weather in the summer, it's usually not too bad. Until now, that is... It's about 8pm on 2nd July, and it looks like it could be midnight. There are big black clouds overhead, I can hear the rain lashing against my window and there's a cold breeze blowing through the house. Now, normally, I don't mind this sort of weather. I much prefer to be too cold than too hot, because it's always easier to warm yourself up. But it's the second week of Wimbledon, the middle of the Twenty20 Cup (that's cricket for all you americans out there) and there's nothing more annoying for a sports fan than the immortal phrase "rained off." Just yesterday I went to the Rose Bowl to watch Hampshire Hawks v Essex Eagles. It wasn't the best of days, but it didn't rain - there was just a very cold howling wind rattling through the stands. Play was
Who Do You Look Like?
So a lot of people have been telling me I look like Milla Jovovich. Which is pretty flattering especially since shes the girl off Resident Evil and Fifth Element. So when I saw my sisters myspace there was this thing and it was talking about who you looked like. So I went to check it out and it gave me about eight famous people who I look like: Kimberly Williams, Kate Bosworth, Alicia Silverstone, Katherine Heigl, Natalie Portman, Priyanka Chopra, Paulina Porizkova, Alexa Havins. Kinda weird. I was just wondering who do people think they look like. Or who do you think you look like. So just message me with a reply. tc.
Who'da Thought?
This isn't hard to understand, but even harder for those who were there! September 11th has come and gone, and it has now been 6 years since that horrific event, not only here in New York City, but in Pennsylvania and Washington D.C.! I was a volunteer with the rescue efforts at the World Trade Center and helped out the FDNY all those years ago, back in the days when I was a Long Island Paramedic. I was out in NYC for a week, and broke down and shut down upon returning home on September 18th. Truly one of the worst things I have ever borne witness to...the death and destruction are images that will NEVER leave my mind. On occasion, I still see shadows of that horrific and tragic day. I had not set foot near Ground Zero since that day, UNTIL TONIGHT!!! For whatever reason, I just felt an urge to go to those hallowed grounds and pay my respects in my own way. I could swear I could still smell the sulfur in the air (those who know about Post-traumatic Stress know what that's
Whoda Thunk It?
Well..i am learning a huge lesson about Fubar today..:( It seems as though because of my newly acquired rank (which will be gone by the end of the fucking day) has tongues wagging. I am amazed at the audacity of some to talk shit about me like I have stolen poses and shit. Stolen poses? Are you kidding me?..LMAO I guess Playboy stole all the poses on here too? Not to mention the nerve of some to wish ill will of me when I have done nothing wrong, but bust my ass and work hard everyday, for this ONE shining moment. If you are on my friends list and you don't think I deserve to be ranked where I am right now, for Gods sake get the hell off of it please. I can be the best friend you can have or I can be your worst enemy...thats the Scorpio in me. Love me Or Leave me the Hell alone! Hugs and Kisses to all that show love..MUAH
Who Drives You Crazy?
who drives you crazy?
Who Do You Think Will Win The Super Bowl?
Who Da Wat?
what is really going on here? you say bar but my mouth is so dry i could spit cotton...pour me one wont ya?
Whodoesn'twant This
What woman doesn't want to feel: ~ like the ONLY woman in the room ~ desired beyond recognition ~ to feel the want/need/desire in his kiss and touch ~ to be so happy that even when you miss him you can't help but smile, because he makes you that happy.... What woman wouldn't want this? When you find the man that can make this happen, you have something really special, and should treat it as such. You are special yes, but don't forget the man that is reminding you that you are special. I think that us women can be selfish in this aspect...Let us not forget how special that man is. ~ I love you! ~ Thanks (even when not necessary) ~ I need you ~ (heck kiss him for the hell of it) ~ and most importantly, if you really do like him/love him..... TRY TO RETURN THE FAVOR AND MAKE HIM FEEL AS WONDERFUL AND SPECIAL AS HE MAKES YOU FEEL. There are ups and downs, in every relationship. There are conflicts of interest and time. But we do what we can to make it through....and w
Who Does This?..
I was on vacation in November, 2007...i met someone the 2nd to last day of my vacation, but did see him before i went home....... of course after a considerable amount of time, he was forgotten and the high wore off.... THEN? February, 2008, he sends me a "card" indicating he is "..thinking of me..".... .who does this sort of thing?..someone who just brok up with his gf or someone looking for sumthing on the side??????????..OR are guys just really that slow? wondering what i should do about THIS one...
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Who Do U Think
i am in love with someone and i love them with all that i am, and the thought of spending my life with them sends chills down my back. i never in my life thought i would meet someone like him. he's great, not saying he is perfect cause no one is. but he is perfect for me. he is so damn sexy, and can get my blood boiling in a matter of minutes. just the thought of his touch mmmmmm... but i love him for other reasons, looking into his eyes u can see his soul and u can see the pain he has been thru, and how compassionate he is, how loving and protective. the feel of his arms around me puts me at ease no matter what, and i love that feeling. no one else has done that for me. and there is no one else that i would rather be with.
Who Do U Think Of...
Who Do You Like To Stalk?
Who is your favorite person to stalk?
Who Do You Trust?
Who Doesnt Love A Porta Pottie Explosion?
The Firefolk and the Fearsome Guardian (Barneveld) Once upon a time, in the land of Circle , there was a Tribe of Fire Folk who went up the hillside to turn their lead into purest gold. From the stroke of midnight thru to the silvery dawn, the Tribe worked their Alchemy together tirelessly. On the way to the hillside, there was a bridge over a gurgling brook which the Tribe had to cross; and under the bridge lived a Fearsome Guardian, with a deep growling voice and a huge hulking black shape that shifted and slunk through the darkness. Now, after several days of alchemical work, it came to pass one starry night that one of the Tribe’s Cauldrons became engulfed in flames. While none feared for the contents of this pot, which contained only that which the Tribe had cast off, much fear and concern was felt for the larger Vessel within which the Great Work was done. The bell rang out, and the Tribe valiantly ventured forth to secure their Sacred Space
Who Do You Think You Are?
I am ME and you are YOU. This is the way it is and will always be. You cannot change me nor can I change you completely. Yes, we may do things differently to please each other but in the end, we are who we are. So why don't we just love one another and accept each other rather than trying to ridicule and hate. For loving a person is ACCEPTING that person just the way they are. I'd rather be lonesome by myself, than lonely in the company of someone who no longer cares for me.
Who Do They Think They Are
as i start off my new blog about women, it is total respect and love. women are the greatest creature that god created, and i mean that from the heart. the warmth of a woman, is thier anything better, other than the love for my kids, no. i love women, and that has always been my down fall, your asking yourself how, women to me are the drug and alcohol to others, the are my drug, my fix, and over the years i have needed many fixes. no i'm not a whore for women, well maybe i am, but i love them, they come in all different shapes and sizies,hair color, smell, and attitude, did i just say attitude, lol. since i found the female species, i have loved them, and i have been trying to figure them out ever since, they are the most unpreditable species out there, just when you think everthing is going good, bam, we need to talk, i have searched for ture love my whole life, and no it hasn't always been thier fault, 95% of the time its me, i get bored, they get comfortable, and things chang
Who Do I Have To...
So, yeah, nobody has actually talked to me in a few days. I'm really upset about it, I mean, what the hell do I have to do to get some friends who will actually talk to me. I sometimes get very lonely, and this just makes it worse, especially when someone who claims to be my boyfriend won't even give me the time of day right now, it's kind of depressing, I'm sorry if anyone reads this, I just need to rant a little bit. My dream job actually exists! I couldn't believe it when I heard, only problem is that it's in Idaville, Indiana. For someone who's never lived outside of California, Indiana seems like another world away. So, back to the job, it's at the Great Cats of Indiana. It's a large cat rescue facility over there. I don't presume to think I am in any way qualified for the job...yet, but I graduate next year, and I'll take the State and National board certification exams, then I will be Veterinary Technician, then some day I will eventually go to Vet School and be a veterin
Who Do We Luv?
Ok, folks here we have a wonderful Fu, with a small problem. She's very sweet, and tries very hard, but she can't seem to get to Godfather. Do you think we can help her? Rate her, bling her, VIP her, pimp her out, just do whatever it is you can do to help! She returns all luv given. :) ~LYNNLIN~@ fubar While you're there, give her brother a lil luv too (he's not really an @$$hole!) A**Hole@ fubar
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Who Did I Add As Friend
I just added someone as friend by acepting their request. Who asked for one on todays date ? I can't figure it out. I wanna know. Get back if it was you ?

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