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Tater Tots Maybe?
Now for the record, I have had my tubes tied,burnt and cut but I am three weeks late. Is this possible??? could I really be??? or am I just too overly excited that I might be? arg i dunno. should I get a test? or is it a waste of time?? OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Worst Loss
He saw her each time with the same fluttering feeling that he had felt as a child seeing her for the first time. His feelings for her always began in a spark of boyish giddiness and with fluidity shaped into loyalty, faith, respect, and undying love. Her eyes showed more energy and excitement than a powerful thunderstorm. As a boy he thought he wasn’t good enough for her. But she forced him to grow up. She was the water that he drank, the air that he breathed. They were newlyweds. He was hers and she was his. It was love at its utmost in prominence. He remembered when she told him, “You will never lose me. I will always be yours.” And a tear streaked his eye. For you see, this time when he saw her, he was without giddiness. It was replaced instead with the crushing weight of dread and realization. “My God she is gone. I lost her.” He whispered to himself as the pastor spoke over her casket. He would try to sweeten the bitterness in his mind with cle

Camping
Well the summer days will not get any longer, its time to vist the wide verity of state parks in your area. Bring the whole family and camp for at least one night. Most parks have plenty things to do lots of trails to adventure on. Grill your favorite food over an open campfire is always a plus, bring your own wood. If nothing else just enjoy the great outdoors. Outdoor supplies provided by http://www.rcampout.com

L*ve And Reflection
I feel everyday is a journey, a day that is so hard to finish, like i can never compete. Is it supposed to be like this? Where was the happiness of my youth? My heart is yurning for the truth. For my passion superceeds my inner strength, the ability to accomplish, to strive ahead. I will be a different person in the months to come, I will be strong, I will know what it takes to take on the world... I just pray i will not have to do it alone.. My companion, my love I need you... a soft gentle touch that flooded memories of times past has my heart on a string. for the weight is heavy but soon it will break and when it does, i hope you are there to catch me. You may have skin so tough, calyst from years of bitterness and grief, the world pulling you down, one day at a time. But darling, my will is stronger, but your skin opens for me to an exposed heart.. a beating organ that longs to be cradled, to be loved, sweetly touched, cared for... Not babied but taken care of.. I can only show

Where Do I Go From Here?
Mkay.I'm jobless(no longer a dj at GFR;and before you jump and assume they screwed me over let me assure you it was MY fuckup..shoulda called in sick the 3 sets I missed but wasn't able to), and I never did much like FuBar.I refuse to dj for anyone else, being in my opinion, I suck as a dj.And MUMMS are full of bitter, life-hating trolls.So..where do I go from here?This ain't self-pity, this is an honest question.Any input, even nasty, hateful input, is appreciated. Thanks. My YiM is sithlordfenris_x138 btw should any of you wish to stay in contact with me.

Michael Jackson Vs The American Solider
Not my rant but dam the man has a point!!!Okay, I need to rant. I was just watching the news, and I caught part of areport on Michael Jackson. As we all know, Jackson died the other day.He was an entertainer who performed for decades. He mademillions, and he did a lot of things that make him a villain to manypeople. I understand that his death would affect a lot of people, andI respect those people who mourn his death, but that isn't the pointof my rant.Why is it that when ONE man dies, the whole of America loses theirminds with grief. When a man dies whose only contribution to thecountry was to ENTERTAIN people, the American people find the need toflock to a memorial in Hollywood, and even Congress sees the need tohold a "moment of silence" for his passing?Am I missing something here? ONE man dies, and all of a sudden he's afreaking martyr because he entertained us for a few decades?What about all those SOLDIERS who have died to give us freedom? Allthose Soldiers who, knowing that the

Im Bad
yo words of wisdom u men who think ur bad ass ur not execpt for thugs i have much respect for them u other men though ur not bad ass im bad ass i weight 225 of pure muscle and im a cage fighter so dont come to me telling me how bad u r cause ur not step with me in a ring with me and u will get knocked out or choked till u pass out

What Is It All About
Well after a pretty long time out of the game i finally managed to get privacy, an internets connection and bored enough to drop back over to teh internets' favourite bar/pointz thingy. The problem is I can't figure out what the hell is going on and have no idea if any of my buddies are still here or have 'changed' and gone and done something stupid like got a real life. I think I'll just drink through it, that seems to solve most of lifes little puzzles. Oh and if you have a job or lots of money, call me

Come Bid On Me
CHECK IT OUT.... 4 ALL YOU THAT WANT TO SEE MY "I WONDER FOLDER" GO AND BID ON ME .... JUST CHECK OUT THIS LINK TO WHERE IM AT AND MAKE AN OFFER. FOR EXAMLE: A VIP, OR A BLAST, OR A HH OR WHATEVER U WANT TO OFFER JUST LEAVE A COMMENT... NOT ONLY DO YOU GET TO SEE THE BEST FOLDER OF ALL UR GET ADDED TO MY FAMILY 4 LIFE..."WELL THAT IS IF YOUR THE HIGHEST BIDDER" http://www.fubar.com/photo.php?u=1677524&albumid=1762120&i=162726102&idx=28 IF YOU DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO IF YOU CLICK ON THIS LINK http://www.fubar.com/bulletins.php?b=2185213968 IT TELLS YOU THE RULES ON HOW THE AUCTION IS DONE. SO WHAT R U WAITING 4? GO BID ON ME IM SO WORTH IT.....

Slaveskeep.com
http://www.slaveskeep.comSlavesKeep is a refuge for many to come together, to commune, to play, to chat, to learn, to teach, to grow and to possibly find what T/they are seeking. SlavesKeep is a place of free will, where submission is a beautiful gift. To belong in SlavesKeep is a privilege, to all, Masters/Mistresses, Switches and submissives/slaves alike. Here Y/you will find a home. Inside these castle walls, Y/you will experience Dungeons, a sanctuary, schools of thought and a Repository for all varieties of the BDSM lifestyle. Y/you will have the opportunity to make a profile and begin advancing in degrees to earn privileges and work toward a goal. Along the way, Y/you will meet people from all walks of life who share the commonality of some form of the BDSM lifestyle. Y/you will probably make some amazing connections or friendships. There is also a lot of room for fun and artistic expression. The rules here are simple and clear and respect will be the key for success. So come ins

Help A Girl Out?
I have been craving that spotlight since I started on fu.I would loooove so much if I could get it.I can only get it on wednesday's since I am above level 25. Please! Please! If you can spare any fubucks I will be more then appreciative.Anyone who donates over 1 million will recieve one safe for work salute from me.Can I do this? I believe that with the awesome friends I have I'll be able to get spotlight.Help a girl out? Thanks Sabbath74,Brokeass,and Silveroak for being awesome friends and helping me out. If not I will have to cut off all your heads.=) J/k J/k.

Paintings For The Fallen
The following blog is a copy from a friend.. his link is below.. please add, rate, fan, and help support. Please look at his paintings.. they are amazing pieces from a gifted Marine Veteran. ******************************************************* I have seem to have lost my path on what is important to me,but I have found a place of focus and this is what I want to do. A project called a A Painting For The Fallen. I want to get the word out to anyone with Who has lost or knows of a fallen troop to contact me so I am able to I do a painting for them.,in between the painting's I am working on. I will get with my Web Master as soon as I am able, so I can set up a picture to be sent and all the info required. I want to give back at least a little part to those who gave all. I will donate all the supplies and my time, it is just the shipping cost is what I will need. I am literally a starving Artist here. Thank you and pass the word Brandon. $safe_uid_dname@ fub

I'm Not Going Anywhere, I'm Just Taking A Break........
Well from my status you can see that I’m taking a much deserved “Fu-vacation”. No I’m not going all “emo” and deleting my account, I just want to take a break for a while. This October I’ll have been here for 3 years, that’s 3 years of logging in EVERY DAY. It gets a bit old. I’ve made a lot of good friends here. This place was a lot different when I joined; I’m not saying that it’s not good now it’s just different. There is way too much begging, whoring, and drama; this is the fucking internet people. It’s sick that women basically sell their bodies for blasts, blings, and happy hours. Come on ladies, you can’t use those in real life. Get a fucking clue. And some of the guys, I mean who really fucking starts a conversation in real life by saying “nice tits”, or “damn I wanna fuck you”. Holy Shit guys!!! And WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH ALL THE CHEATING!!!! I'll say it agai

3 Verses In 1 It's About My Ex "what A Waste"
I JUST SHOULDA LISTENED INSTEAD IM SITTIN HERE LIKE AN IDIOT, TRYIN TO FIGURE OUT WHAT YOU REALLY DID, BUT THERE'S NO MORE TIME FOR YOU, YOU SILLY KID, AFTER I DROP THIS DISS IT'S MY ASS YOU COULD KISS, SHOULDA SLAPPED YOU AROUND LIKE A MASTICHIST, MAYBE YOU WOULDA LIKED THAT YOU LIL NASTY BITCH, TRY TO CLAIM YOU WERE PLAYIN? BITCH YOUR SHITS LAME! EVERYBODY BUT YOUR MOMMA KNEW MY NAME. AND TEARDROP, YOU SHOULDA STAYED SOBER SO YOU COULD HEAR THOUGHTS, STILL DRUNK DIALIN, WHILE THE GUYS PILE IN? YOU WERE RAPED YOUR FIRST TIME? WELL LET ME PLAY THE VIOLIN, SILENCE IS THE ONLY THING I EXPECT OF YOU, CAUSE I KNOW THE TRUTH'LL ALWAYS GET THE BEST OF YOU, AND IT WAS A FAVOR THAT YOU DID ME IF YOU HID ME, I DONT THINK THIS LEGOPHILE WOULDA BEEN ACCEPTED BY YOUR FAMILY OF PEDOPHILE, I COULD RAP ABOUT YOUR ISSUES FOR A 1000 MILES, YOU DUMB BIPOLAR BITCH TAKE YOUR FROWNS AND SMILES, YOU KNOW WHY YOU CHASE SOBRIETY AWAY, AND YOU KNOW WHY YOU'RE HAUNTED BY ANXIETIES TODAY, LISTE

Eternal Mornings
A waking sigh slips, past sleepy pouted lips. Stretches start from hips, to toes and fingertips. Tingles travel through, the being that is you. Rippling whence it grew, a sweet warming brew. Blue eyes part slow, giving me their glow. Butterflies then grow, as that is all we know. Days may come and end, leaving like a friend. In our arms we spend, all that time will lend.

Kingz And Queenz
Fuck you fascist bitchI'm the king of the worldImma bad motherfuckaImma kill motherfuckazImma king motherfuckaWhere my queen's motherfuckaHope you all dieFuck you fascist bitchI'm the king of the worldImma bad motherfuckaImma kill motherfuckazImma king motherfuckaWhere my queen's motherfuckaCome followingWalk into the firey flames, that evil Demon remainsSatanic syndrome of insanity, the darkness awaitsThe Holy Prophets are forbidden for devouringThe Sacred hold the virgins get insertedWhile the powerless praise the Beast and worship meKill yourself to make you freeAnnihilation of the Holy Kingdom for eternityRed Dawn soon will comeJesus Christ will soon be goneFrom the conscious mental thoughtsNecronomicon has taughtI'm your suffer malice, in the palace of assassinsKill the Holy fascist, burn religious bastardsI am the master of the flames of damnationFires of the world still burning, Heaven's been crematedBlasphemy the wicked shitBlasphemy until the dead, honor to the Lord of the aby

Back On Fubar
well Folks yep Im back on Fubar for a minute. Havent been here for awhile been dealing with real life issues but basically Im working becoming a butterball and eating like I have lost my mind!!! that kinda goes along with being pregnant lol. Anyway Im posting pics of my new puppy Freedom . I named him that cause he was born on June 19th the day slaves in Texas were told they has been freed 2 years after the fact!!! Hes a shitZu and im so in love with him go give him love ~Angel Baby~ aka Lady Red

What Is Your Secret Innermost Desire For Your Life?
Aliwishes Sebastian took the What Is Your Secret Innermost Desire For Your Life...? quiz and the result is Sexual Stimulation Your subconscious mind is driven most by sexuality. What this means is that when your unconscious mind sees an opportunity to remind you of your sexual desires, it takes full advantage of it. Because of this, things that have very little sexual content or that seem sexually neutral to others, may register as sexually charged to you, at least on an unconscious level. Your unconscious mind recognizes the value of sexuality. The reason it may do so, is because of a deep-rooted fear of the opposite living a life that is numb to sexual desire or is turned cold by it. You unconscious mind may be trying to avoid this sexual dullness, and so it reacts by swinging to the opposite extreme, strong sexual desire. By sending you these sexual messages on a regular basis, your unconscious makes sure you don't forget about sex. Demure who can resist your seductive charm? You h

True
After the last couple of high-energy days, you will feel relieved when things settle down in the afternoon, Pisces. You may have just solved a potentially disastrous problem in relationships (or just decided that letting it occur would be in your best interests), but a big decision about your living-space and lifestyle is pressing on your mind now. This decision will affect you for some time, so if you are moving or buying a home, make sure you know exactly what you're getting. Post Horoscope To Profile Hide Your Love Horoscope Today is a feeling of restlessness and impatience with your romantic situation, Pisces and you are wanting to do something about it, and today. The problem with this specific situation Pisces is that the dissatisfaction that is occurring with you is the result of decisions or communications that you have made. Perhaps you have been feeling too restricted or limited in a specific situation, and dealt with these feelings incorrectly. You may have made assu

For Dante'
I wrote this for Dante'.. he will understand.. and I hope he likes it... Old Mcdonald had a farm... and all the animals slept in the barn.. the sheep were dressed in white.. and all the cocks did was fuss and fight.. the chickens sat and laid their eggs, hoping the farmer wouldn't eat their legs.. It was supposed to be fun...but when the bull looked at me.. I gave a run.. i thought this was one crazy zoo..I saw the cows fucking and the one cow said.. "GOO-GA-MOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" hehe, I know.. BAD CASSIE!

I Am Seeking A Fu-wife
I AM INTERESTED IN SEEKING A FU-WIFE DONT GET IT TWISTED YES I DO HAVE A FU-HUSBAND BUT I AM INTERESTED IN A SEXXI WOMAN 2 QUENCH MY THIRST IF THAT IS U PLEASE BID FOR ME IN MY PHOTO SECTION 07-13-09 TILL 07-20-09 BID STARTS AT 1 MILLION.....THIRSTY4TAE

[i'm Gonna Go Make Almond Cookies/ragebomb]
So I used the phrase "look you have to learn to take risks and learn to trust people-"and got cut off with "not right now, not necessarilly with you""then what's the alternative? Get a clone? Program a robot to agree with you and accept you unconditionally?"Then I went on a tirade about self indulgent caution and nervous bullshit.I asked Tree to call me if she ever got into a better mental stateinformed her that she's very self-absorbed in this whole process of woe is me and I'm teh scared.and that I was tired of the complete lack of any acknowledgement of the guilt and pressure that had been placed on me.Then I realisedI really didn't want her to call me if she ever did.And said so. I'm gonna go make almond cookies.

My Mental List Haha Im Labled...
so yea im labled with these mental problems i think its kinda funny but im on meds to control it and it works so here it goes names and deffs. ADD/ADHD is a common behavioral disorder that affects an estimated 8% to 10% of school-age children. Boys are about three times more likely than girls to be diagnosed with it, though it's not yet understood why. Children with ADHD act without thinking, are hyperactive, and have trouble focusing. They may understand what's expected of them but have trouble following through because they can't sit still, pay attention, or attend to details. Extreme Mood Shifts Are the Hallmark of Bipolar Disorder People with bipolar disorder have 2 different mood extremes: "depression" and "mania." An episode of depression or mania can last for days, weeks, months, or, rarely, years. A person with untreated bipolar disorder may have more than 10 total episodes of depression and mania during his or her lifetime. Between episodes, you may have mild sy

Friday Night Forgets... Maybe Regrets Lol
We went to the bar last Friday night, my best friend and I. The bar owner says to Sandi, "Oh I heard you were on the bar a few weeks ago." Sandi looks at me.. and we both say.. " I don't remember that." The bad thing is, I don't drink, I should remember things. lol We talk a little further and all of a sudden Sandi says, "Ohhhh I remember now." She mumbles a few things and I pop up and say, "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh I remember now." Bless little Sandi's heart, she was up on the bar with her legs in the air and someone was using a twister game mat to diaper her with. I sure as hell hope they powdered her ass too. What the F did I have to remember that for? I don't think I will ever be the same again..... *blank stare* help me.........

Some Shit I Just Wrote
I dont understand the pain i feel, is it fake or is it real, never one to piss and moan, but its cold when your all alone. I miss holding her in my arms, her sweet scent is one that haunts so lord i pray please take away the pain, its been almost a year this aint a damn game my lifes been shot and its slowly bleeding out, and no one hears my anguished shout. i've made it loud as a bell it follows me everywhere i go the devil promised to make it stop so i gave him my soul but instead of that pain he gave me another so how do you win when you dont have a means? Im tryin to get out but i need to stop and take a drink its scary in hell and no one understands that what i carry around hurts more than can take a man i wouldnt pass it on, even if i hate you because it hurts to bad and it would just waste you. I wish you could see just how messed up it is and i've had this in my heart since i was a kid Alfonzo please forgive me for not bein around but we got that mutha fuc

Religious Bitches
Religious bitches must dieThey pray to God in the skyThe Holy Spirit And IClash my truth and your liesI cause the pain that you feelYou think your God is so realBut now you pray to surviveReligious bitches all dieReligious bitches must dieThey pray to God in the skyThe Holy Spirit And IClash my truth and your liesI cause the pain that you feelYou think your God is so realBut now you pray to surviveReligious bitches all dieYou think I give a flyin' fuck about a dead nunI'll put her corpse in the trunk and bump the funkI'll pull her body out ten days in the heatHer rotten corpse smellin' sweet like dead meatI wanna cut up that Christian, incisionsMutilate religion, new visionsFuck a dead bitch, fuck a dead nunFuck the Virgin Ass Mary, give me head, whatI got this motherfucker locked downI put my dick in her mouthThrow the Holy Bible to the groundI burn it up now page by pageShe loves my taste screaming God in vainI'm kinda fiendin' for the flavor of a BaptistFuck a rat bitch Christian Ca

Again....end....pleas
I want it to the end. The thoughts the feelings, i thought it was over I thought there was nothing left....and then i saw the resemblence in her childs eyes to him...my ex....the only way for it to be his if he cheated again.....it shouldnt bother me, it eneded almost two years ago but we tried again...last august.....baby was born June....that means we were together.....i had myself convince it wasnt his...till i saw the eyes....he has his eyes......now its all back, the pain, the knowing she could give him what i was never willing at the time... the wondering what is so wrong with me agian, the lost of self esteem, of confiendnce....oh god when can it end......when will this finally leave me....all this pain and emotion when will it fo, so i cna move on fully....when will i find someone to love me for me...................

W00t.
Update, for those that give a shit... Apartment is mine, just waiting on the apartment building peoplez to finish prepping it n stuffz. Pneumonia is gone, finally, and hopefully not coming back, like it did a few times. I haven't been on here in 9 days, and probably won't be on for another week or two, cuz I've realized life is better without the drama and stress this site causes. I won't delete, but I definitely won't be on here day in and day out like I used to be. Sorry, but it's just not what it used to be. I miss a lot of my friends, but most of you know how to get in touch with me... (only one person has called me, btw... and she's just as, if not more, happy as I am about her new place and job and stuffz. I'm SOOOO happy for her. She knows who she is. ♥) and those of you that are too busy, I understand... life happens sometimes... :P Just know this - I'm here for my friends, if any of you need to talk, or anything, just IM me, or call me, and I'll take the time to

Understanding Men Is All About Punctuation, Terseness And Pausing. Fucktard.
In five months of living with men here is what I have learned, as explained to me tonight by the brilliant and ever wise DDM:Men do not hear negatives. We (women) bitch at them so frequently that they are psychologically and possibly even biologically conditioned to tune out the negative. So if we were to say, for instance, "Thomas, I do not like roses. I want daisies," he would hear "blah blah roses blah blah want blah," therefore leading to the trauma of earlier this Autumn. Indeed, I have been under the mistaken impression that my communication style was clear and easily understood when in fact it is not. And it has been further explained to me that in communicating with the male of the species Pauses are an important tool. DDM explains further that if communication could be a combination of James Kirk's ... .. paused... .. speech could be combined with... .. terseness, short... .. words that... .. are spaced... .. so... .. that there were... .. enough... .. pauses for the men to...

Do You Want Extra Income
I was doing some youtube searches on how to make internet home income and this was the best one that i could find that looks safe enough to think about. Ive then done some research to see if this is a scam, lots of feedback pointing to no. Im 23 and a full time employee at nursing home. I'm gonna Pay the six bucks and go for it, it seems to be up Big Player in the online Networking community. Heres a link to watch a video on this. I would love to here comments on this subject so watch the video and get back to me. Hopefully you Join And We Can Start Making Money Together. http://alturl.com/8aty

Just Say Hello To The Next Person You See
Invisible For most of his life he never really stood out. Never did anything great, he was really just average. Never had girls falling over him. he was just normal, but he was also the same as a lot of people. he had some friends (including me), a short date here and there. He had two brothers and his parents never payed him much attention. I guess he was just tired of it. When he would walk through the halls or wherever he went he was just ignored most the time like he wasn't even there, like he was invisible. One time he said to me if i was a portrait people would look at me and notice me all the time. anyways one day i was at my other friends house who was his neighbor. we saw an ambulence pull in his driveway and when we got out side we saw a body come out and there was blood all over the medics hands i talked to his dad and founf out he shot himself through his head in there bathroom with his dads gun. i guess he thought he would be notived if he was painted on the wall.

How To Perform The Perfect Blowjob!!!
I think that most guys are easy to please when it comes to sucking their cock. Sure, you might find yourself the occasional connoisseur, but generally if you go for quantity over quality you can't go wrong. But, if you want to blow his mind when you blow his cock, here's some tips. I've got most of my information from asking other people, both guys and girls, and I've included stuff I've learned in my experience as a cock-sucking slut! First of all, the general opinion seems to be that unless there's a pressing reason (like you're sucking off total strangers on a crowded train) it's preferable if you're naked. Particularly if you've got nice tits (and let's face it, boys are less fussy about the tits they can get in their bedroom than they are about the ones in porn), topless is almost a minimum requirement. There are a couple of advantages to being naked when you're giving a blowjob. Firstly, it's easier to clean up -- just rub anything that lands on you into your skin. Sure, you'll n

I Have Never Felt So Beautiful As I Did Tonight...
If there is one thing in life that is guaranteed, it is: people and life will disappoint you and everything is always changing. Summer is supposed to be fun, filled with vacations, pool-times, friends, parties, etc. My summer has been the complete opposite. It has been a very difficult one with people and situations in life. The kind of feeling where you feel like you are fighting a never ending battle, every day drags, every night is sleepless, and every breath you take hurts.But everything was kind of put in prospective tonight and changed my mind a little.For so long, I have always strived to have the perfect hair, the perfect smile, the perfect clothes, the perfect look, etc. All that mattered was being "beautiful" in the media and world's eye, because for so long I was "the ugly duckling". I go in a different gym tonight to work out. I had a horrible day. A day where everything that can go wrong, does. A day where I felt no motivation, lonely and empty. Instead of turning to binge

I'm Tired
"I'm Tired" by Robert A. Hall I'll be 63 soon. Except for one semester in college when jobs were scarce, and a six-month period when I was between jobs, but job-hunting every day, I've worked, hard, since I was 18 Despite some health challenges, I still put in 50-hour weeks, and haven't called in sick in seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, there's no retirement in sight, and I'm tired. Very tired. I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth around" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy or stupid to earn it. I'm tired of being told that I have to pay more taxes to "keep people in their homes." Sure, if they lost their jobs or got sick, I'm willing to help But if they bought McMansions at three times the price of our

Latest Poem
Going through the pain inside; Trying not to run and hide. Going through the pain inside; Trying not to run and hide. Fighting every urge of panic, Yet no one around to save me from my insanity. Trapped no place to go . My world growing colder than the year before. Wanting to be loved even more. Just afraid to open the door. No ones knocking to be let in, No sign of sunshine Not even a twinkle in my eye. Yet day by day I’m still going through the pain inside,

Soulmates
When God puts 2 hearts and 2 souls and makes them 1 its a bond for life when 1 breaks the bond 1 will survive and the other will perish without love again dont let that happen stay strong to your soulmate love them no matter what they do that precious bond should never be broken

My Heart
My heart is yours for the taking. My eyes show you the way to my soul. My life is your life. Every breath i take, is your breath. You are my breath, you are my heart, you are my life, and you are my soul. My arms are your pillow, fore when you lay your head on my chest. Every beat of my heart is for you. I can't live without you. Fore you are what keeps me alive.

Your Soul Urge Number
Aliwishes Sebastian took Your Soul Urge Number Aliwishes Sebastian, below is your soul urge number. Curtis Patrick Neucklavokcurtis 0+0+0+0+9+0=9patrick 0+1+0+0+9+0+0=10neucklavok 0+5+0+0+0+0+1+0+6+0=129+10+12=313 + 1 = 4Your Soul Urge Number : 4 With the Soul Urge or Motivation number of 4 you are likely to strive for a stable life. You tend to follow a rather orderly pattern and systematic approach in your endeavors. You have an inner desire to serve others in a methodical and diligent manner. You want to be in solid, conventional, and well-regulated activities, and you are somewhat disturbed by innovation and erratic or sudden changes.Positive Traits: Excellent at organizing, systematizing, and managing, you have a way of establishing order and maintaining it. You are responsible, reliable and in the final analysis, practical. Highly analytical, you can see your way through all sorts of situations and generally have a clear understanding of the issues. You are a very honest, sinc

More Facts
Instructions... Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 5 people to "Tag", listing their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You're It!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you! Ok, here goes... 1- I once made an entire Thanksgiving dinner on a grill because my oven tore up on my stove. This is NOT easy when you have a little one running around and your spouse is at work but damnit, I did it! 2- I've had neck surgery for herniated disks. Pain that I NEVER want to experience again. 3- I'm a neat freak. Disorder drives me nuts! 4- My mom died when I was 5. 5- I'm full of shit. It's what caused my brown eyes and hair. (Or so my husband says but I don't tell him he's an idiot because I'm nice like that) 6- I work well under pressure. Hey! I never said I wouldn't cuss you out or anyone else! 7- Coke is my favorite drink. 8- I'm

Look Around
i look around and all i see is saddness. i look around and all i see is heartach. i look around and all i see is tears. what is wrong? what does this worthless life have to offer? there is nothing. everything is gone. there is no joy, no warmth, there is no love. this life is dark and cold. sorrow is the only thing. i look around and i see nothing but darkness.

Tiger Lily :)
We drive tonight,And you are by my side.We're talking about our lives,Like we've known each other forever.The time flies by,With the sound of your voice.Its close to paradise,With the end surely near.And if i could only stop the carAnd hold onto you,And never let go (and never let go)I'll never let go (i'll never let go)As we round the cornerTo your houseYou turned to me and said,"i'll be going through withdrawal of you For this one night we have spent."And, i want to speak these wordsBut i guess i'll just bite my tongue,And accept "someday, somehow"As the words that we'll hang from.And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words. 'cause i ('cause i..), i don't want to make things any worse. And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words. 'cause i, i don't want to make things any worse. Why does tonight, have to end?Why don't we hit restart,And pause it at our favorite parts.We'll skip the goodbyes.If i had it my way,I'd turn the car around and runaway,Just you and i.And i (i..), i don'

A First Visit
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!! My mama raccoon that I have fed so devotedly through out her gestation, and in the bright light of the day her kits were born, and every night afterwards - brought her babies to visit tonight. She has three. I smile. There is a fire fly looking for love in all the wrong places - my living room. I think its attracted to the bright glow of the fairy sitting on the cusp of the moon night light. My beautiful Fae gave it to me, knowing that I would enjoy the sight. Glow worms do too... Tomorrow night I shall invoke the power of the Spongebob Squarepants pillow case and hug it tightly hoping it will give me a modicum of the comfort that my husband and my Fat Russell terrier does when its time to sleep. This time, though, I shall be wired and without both man and dog. Perhaps I can command my brain waves to act as an Etch A Sketch and write I LOVE YOU, HARPER in the mists of the lands of Possibility. I will try.

What Your Birth Day Says
Aliwishes Sebastian took What Your Birth Day Says Aliwishes Sebastian, below is your birth day saysAliwishes Sebastian Jones, birthday date : 21 --------------------------------------------Your LifeYou are curious and a true follower. You can please someone so much that it seem like you are trying to charm that person. You hide your disagreement under your smiling face. This is a charming quality of yours. Your Love You are quite unlucky in love. You are loved by someone you don`t like while your dream man is so far away. Your Love life is occasionally under turbulence. Sometimes you don`t have the clear view of the guy in your heart.Being born on the 21st day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you to bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a

Amberalert 3yr Old Girl Taken By A Man Driving A New Silver Truck Liscense Plate 72381 Keep It Goin So They Can Find Her. Dont Send Back
Amberalert 3yr old girl taken by a man driving a new silver truck liscense plate 72381 KEEP IT GOIN SO THEY CAN FIND HER. Dont send back

Tomm Is A Big Day
Most of you know im going through extended divorce court and custody proceedings over the last 5 years. Welp the hasbeen is still pulling his crap. Tomorrow is a mediation day....I feel it will turn out well, but as always I'm so worried and scared, i want to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers, and i will let you know what the outcome as soon as i can. I beleive in the power of prayer and thank you all so much for yours.

How Can You Love Someone And Not Yourself?
Leaves are on the groundFall has comeBlue skies turning greyLike my loveI tried to carry youAnd make you wholeBut it was never enoughI must goWho is gonna save youWhen I'm gone?And who'll watch over youWhen I'm gone?You say you care for meBut hide it wellHow can you love someoneAnd not yourself?And when I'm goneWho will break your fall?Who will you blame?I can't go onAnd let you lose it allIt's more than I can takeWho'll ease your pain?Ease your pain Who is gonna save you when I'm gone?Who'll watch over you?Who will give you strength when you're not strong.Who'll watch over you when I've gone away?Snow is on the groundWinters comeYou long to hear my voiceBut I'm long gone

Whoring Myself
http://www.fubar.com/bulletins.php?b=2185213968 So I am bored on the Fu and decided I would tru something new at least once. I've whored myself in an auction. Yes this is a shameless plug for bids. Thanks for listening , Patchy

Time And Life
Hello Everyone Im Daniel . My life has been so far a wonderful one . spite a few difficult times .I grew up In Chicago back in the 60's 70's. . My late teens and and early adult life I was in a small suburb of Chicago . I worked after school and weekends at a McDonalds at a whole 2.65 hr. My Dad a carpenter had me helping him in the summers and some weeekends . My Uncle explained plumbing and electrical work . So I was a complete home builder . which When I turned 30 I built my 1st Home completely from the ground up . Framed and poured the concrete footings and foundations , framed all the walls . hung all the drywall, pulled all the wiring and did all the plumbing myself . I owned my company and for 9 yrs was pretty well off . . My love life started when I was 21 yes 21 and I married my 1st Love and we have a son which I think is a great young man , We were to young and familes didnt get along . Which ended 4yrs later. :( When i came home from work one day and her and her brother wa

Kissing Is Such A Neglected Venue For Passion...
Your Kissing Technique Is: Perfect http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/kiss-2.jpg" height="100" width="100">Your kissing technique is amazing - and you know it.You have the confidence to make the first move.And you always seem to know what kissing style is going to work best.Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're a tease. And you're always amazing! Are">http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/">Are You a Good Kisser?

Celtic Horoscope
You Are A Rowan Tree http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/rowan-tree.jpg" height="100" width="100">You are full of charm and cheer. You light up a room.And while you crave attention, you do it without ego.You are an interesting mix of contradictions - and very unpredictable.You are both dependent and independent, calm and restless.You are passionate, emotional, gregarious, and (at times) unforgiving. What's">http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/">What's Your Celtic Horoscope?

Jenn Facts And I Hate Cracka!
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1- I hate stupid people. 2- People think I'm mean but, I only think they have thin skin. 3- I have OCD and OCD and OCD and OCD (yeah you get the picture) 4- I get bored easily. 5- I like naps. 6- I like playing Acrochallenge. 7- I like doing random things to random people, just for fun. 8- I enjoy pretending I'm pissing on Cracka's fooking leg because he's always making me do stupid shit, like this blog. *LOL* 9- I eat a lot and never gain weight. 10- I have a twisted and warped sense of humor. I've even grossed out a few people. Ok.. I'm tagging... Krazee elguapo shababs and YOU and YOU! If you don't know

Stalkers On Fubar
OK I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THESE FUCKING DOUCHEBAG STALKERS ON FUBAR I HAVE A FEMALE STAFF MEMBER IN MY LOUNGE THAT IS SERIOUSLY THINKING ABOUT DELETING HER ACCOUNT BECAUSE OF THESE ASSHOLES. FUBAR CAN'T OR WON'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT THESE PECKERWOODS SO I AM WRITING THIS TO WARN AND TO ASK IF ANY OTHER LADIES OUT THERE ARE HAVING THE SAME PROBLEM??

My Thoughts On Changing Yourself (the Thoughts Of Mem Chapter 3)
Should We Forget About The Past Since It Modes Who We Become? Today People Say Is The Start Of New Lives And The End Of Old Ones. Well I Say Why Change The Good Things About You? Why Not Just The Bad? It's Strange That You Would Want To Change The Things About You That Makes You A Good Person. Yes, There Are Bad People Out There But Have You Stopped To Think That Maybe They Are Bad People Because At One Point In Their Lives They May Have Changed Something That Made Them Good Or Maybe Someone Did Somthing To Them That Made Them Change. Everyone Is Born Good But It's The Path That Is Followed That Defines Who A Person Will Become. Good, Bad, Or In Between. It's All Decided On How We Are Rasied And How We Live Once We Are On Our Own. Nobody Is Perfect. Not By A Long Shot But Even Though No One Is Perfect There Are Still Good People In The World. But There Has To Be Balence I Guess For The World To Work. For One Day It Must All Come To A End And There Has To Be Two Sides To Everything. Qu

Dont Try
I WEAR THE PANTS I'm the one I'm the one who knows the dance I'm the one I'm the one who's got the prance I'm the one I'm the one who wears the pants I wear the pants I'm the one who tells you what to do You're the one you're the one if I let you I'm the one I'm the one who wears the pants I wear the pants Hey You follow me I'll take the lead can't you see Don't you question me You just do what I say I don't care what you're saying I don't care what you're thinking I don't care about anything Get ready get ready cause I'm happenin' I don't care what you're saying I don't care what you're thinking I don't care about anything Get ready get ready cause I'm on the scene I don't have to try To make you realize Anything I wanna do Anything I'm gonna do Anything I wanna do I do And I don't have to try Don't you disagree Cause you know It's all about me Be at my beck and call I'm a know it all And it's all your fault I don't care what you're saying I don't care what you're thinking I

Poems I Did For My Baby He Knows Who He Is !!!!
How can I tell you what I feel for you?When I think of you my feelings twist insideAs if someone's fist reached in and grabbed a few,And turned and turned them tight and tangled. I've triedSomehow to say: You're the sun in my sky,The wind that takes me where I want to go,The sweet incense that makes me feel so highThat loving you seems all I need to know.But it all sticks in my throat! It sounds too cute,Empty as a wrinkled paper bag.You won't believe it! Better I stay muteThan offer you cliches that make you gag.And yet I wish to tell you of my love,If only love its own locks would remove! HOW CAN I TELL U HOW I FEEL 4 U !!! All I ever wanted is in you:Love, laughter, a pillow for my fears.I want to give and to be given toSo I might feel myself flow through the yearsAlive in you, the wonder of my tears Although you are with someone else,I want to have my sayWithout invading your domainOr scaring you away. I respect the choice you madeAnd all that you decide,But I would just like

Luke Bryan Do I
Baby what are we becoming It feels just like we’re always running Rolling through the motions everyday I can lean in to hold you, or act like I don’t even know you Seems like you could care less either way What happened to that girl I used to know I just want us back to the way we were before Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby Does the site of me wanting you drive you crazy Do I have your love, am I’m still enough Tell me don’t I, or tell me do I baby Give you everything that you ever wanted Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely Do I just need to give up and get on with my life Baby, do I Remember when we didn’t have nothing But a perfect simple kind of loving Baby those sure were the days There was a time our love ran wild and free Now I’m second guessing everything thing I see Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby Does the site of me wanting you drive you crazy Do I have your love, am I’m still enough Tell me

I Smell Like Piss...
I really need to write more like I used to. It kept me thinking clearly and gave me a chance to look at the things that were bothering me as well as the projects I have done well on. So I need to write more for reflection on not only my personal life but my business life as well! I just put in the movie Moulin Rouge. I have only seen this once about 6 years ago and I have owned the movie for two or three years as my ex girlfriend Leslie bought it for me as a gift. I assume she thought I would love it because of my appreciation for the cabaret and burlesque. The movie has some pretty neat imagery but I remember hating the way they incorporated modern music into the score. I realize this isn't a traditional musical but that really fucked it up for me. I'll see what I think of it now as an adult... I'm an adult now and that cracks me up. I have no idea how people (and I guess by “people” I mean my Grandmother) allow me to live on my own. I am like a 5 ye

Discover The Hidden Meaning To Your Name
Discover the hidden of your name Aliwishes Sebastian just discover the hidden behind his/her name.The secret mean behind name CURTIS PATRICK NEUCKLAVOK is : You are fairminded, wise and peaceloving and are always willing to help others. Your mental capabilities and creativity are well marked with wonderful and original ideas which you need to bring to tangible fruition. Perceptive and understanding of others your positive approach to life and influential nature means that you have leadership qualities. There is great potential for success both financially and spiritually.

Haunted New Orleans
HAUNTED NEW ORLEANS PRESENTED BY TROY TAYLOR “Take 100 of the most enthusiastic ghost hunters and ask them to name America’s Most Haunted City. Most will spring to their feet yelling, ‘New Orleans!’ “ (Richard Winer, “Haunted Houses”) THE HISTORY & HAUNTINGS OF NEW ORLEANS The name of “New Orleans” conjures up a succulent variety of images, from the soft sounds of jazz to whirring ceiling fans, wrought iron gates, and hot, spicy food. Along the swollen Mississippi River, the city dozes, only to come alive at night with the revelry of its people and the blare of music and laughter from Bourbon Street and the French Quarter. These are the images of New Orleans that many people think of... but there is another side to the city as well, an underbelly and a darkness that is as carefully hidden as the gates to the small gardens which lurk between buildings in the Quarter. This dark

Nother One!!!
Im in another Auction..FFS im gettin Addicted i think LMFAO! Heres the page!! Go bid ppl!!!Its over next Monday same time!! http://www.fubar.com/photo.php?u=1677524&albumid=1762120&i=2556015506&idx=9 xoxo

Parlange Plantation
HAUNTED LOUISIANA PARLANGE PLANTATION False River, New Roads, Louisiana Near Baton Rouge The ghost of a young girl haunts this private plantation, located about thirty-five miles north of Baton Rouge. Along the double row of trees that leads to the doorstep of Parlange Plantation, the ghost of a young girl in a bridal gown is often seen, her white dress flowing out behind her as she runs. The girl crosses the path and then vanishes, tragically living over again the last moments before her death. Who is she and why does she haunt this place? Parlange Plantation was built in 1754 by the Marquis Vincent de Ternant on land that was granted to him by the French crown. The house is still owned by his descendants today... and one of them , who lived many, many years ago, has never left. In 1757, Vincent de Ternant dies and left the estate to his eldest son, Claude. Shortly after, Claude's wife and his first child died during childbirth. He mourned for

Destrehan Manor
HAUNTED LOUISIANA DESTREHAN MANOR HOUSE DESTREHAN, LOUISIANA This 1790 structure stands just thirteen miles north of New Orleans and offers visitors a rare glimpse into the historic, and haunted, tales of Louisiana plantation life. Destrehan Manor House was completed in 1790 and faces the Mississippi River about thirteen miles north of New Orleans. The house is in the Greek Revival style of the mid-1800's, when a large amount of remodeling was done. In its early days, the property also held a number of outbuildings, including nineteen slave cabins. Much of the house was changed during the remodeling, including covering over the original columns with brick Doric columns, adding curving staircases to the upper floors, a curving rear wall and plastering over the exposed ceiling beams. Extensive restoration work has also been done in recent years and the plantation has also gained notoriety by appearing in several scenes of the film, Interview wi

Borscht
2 pounds beets (8 medium, usually 2 bunches), peeled, cut in half and sliced in thin half-moons 7 cups water 2 teaspoons salt, or to taste 6 tablespoons strained fresh lemon juice (from 2 to 3 lemons) 1 tablespoon sugar 2 plump garlic cloves, cut in half lengthwise, green shoots removed 3/4 cup plain low-fat yogurt (optional) 1 small cucumber, peeled, seeded, and cut in small dice Chopped fresh dill or chives for garnish 1. Combine the beets, water, and 1 teaspoon salt in a soup pot and bring to a simmer. Cover and simmer 30 minutes. Add the lemon juice, remaining salt, and sugar and continue to simmer, uncovered, for 20 minutes. Remove from the heat and add the garlic. Allow to cool, then cover and chill (you can speed this process by transferring the soup to a bowl and placing the bowl in an ice bath). Taste and adjust seasoning. Remove the garlic cloves. 2. Place 2 tablespoons yogurt, if desired, into the center of chilled soup bowls. Ladle in the soup. Garnish with diced

Chretienne Point
HAUNTED LOUISIANA CHRETIENNE POINT ST. LANDRY PARISH, LOUISIANA The house called Chretienne Point in Louisiana was once one of the finest plantation homes in the state and played host to colorful characters like the pirate Jean Lafitte. Restored today, this photo was taken in harder times. The haunting of Chretienne Point is perhaps one of the most tragic in Louisiana. It has all of the makings of the classic southern tale with money and murder, a beautiful mansion and a spirited lady.... who still haunts the house today. Felicite Chretienne was a fiery and capable woman and her ghost remains behind... watching over the house which owes its very existence to her memory. The tract of land upon which Chretienne Point stands was purchased from the Spaniards in 1800 by Hypolyte Chretienne, a French colonist, who built the house and started a cotton plantation. In the building of his wealth, he became friends with the notorious smuggler and pirate, J

Yeah Yeah....
Very Short Story Man driving down road. Woman driving up same road. They pass each other. The woman yells out the window, PIG! Man yells out window, BITCH! Man rounds next curve. Man crashes into a HUGE PIG in middle of road and dies. Thought For the Day: If men would just listen

Kind Of A Joke
A couple of years ago, we had people send in their favorite euphemisims for workplace incompentence...orginals and classics. They don't really get old, so we thought we share them again. Enjoy. He's two raisins short of a fruitcake. Having him show up is like having 2 good men call in sick! A Forest Killer - Somebody's who's able to produce paper, but no answers. He must have donated his brain to science before he was done using it. Not only is he not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he is the spoon in the knife drawer. Her staircase doesnt go all the way to the top floor. She has two speeds...slow and stop! Did he have an extra cup of stupid this morning? If you gave him a penny for his thoughts, you’d get change. Results of a performance review: "I thought this guy's performance had reached rock bottom, but then he started to dig." The wheel's spinning but the hamster's dead. I've heard of people having an inferiority complex, but in your case it isn't a comp

The Cottage Plantation
HAUNTED LOUISIANA THE COTTAGE PLANTATION Ruins south of Baton Rouge, along the Great River Road The Cottage Plantation as it looked prior to the disastrous fire in 1960. Although it was destroyed nearly 40 years, the Cottage Plantation still lingers in the memories of many who live in the area of Baton Rouge Louisiana. The place is remembered for what it used to be, what it became.... and for the ghosts who are said to still walk here. The Cottage was built in 1824 by Colonel Abner Duncan as a wedding gift for his daughter and her husband, Frederick Daniel Conrad. The house had 22 rooms and was considered one of the finest in the Baton Rouge area. Visitors to the house included such notables as Jefferson Davis, Henry Clay, Zachary Taylor, and the Marquis de Lafayette. The Conrad family itself had esteemed beginnings, tracing its ancestry to George and Martha Washington. In the years before the Civil War, life was very good at the Cottage.

The Desederata
THE DESEDERATA - BY MAX EHRMANNGo placidly amid the noise and haste and remember what PEACE there may be in SILENCE...As far as possible, with out surrender, be on good terms with all persons.Speak your truth quietly and clearly: and listen to others even to the dull an ignorant: they too have their story...Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are VEXATIONS to the spirit...If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than your self...Enjoy your achievments...Keep interested in your own career, however hunble, it's a real possession in the changing fortunes of times....Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery...But let this not blind you to what virture there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of HEROISM...BE YOUR SELF...Espically DO NOT feign affection...

Oak Alley Plantation
HAUNTED LOUISIANA OAK ALLEY PLANTATION VACHERIE, LOUISIANA The haunted plantation house known as Oak Alley fits every idea that we might have about the grand old homes of the south. There is a ghost who haunts Oak Alley Plantation..... although who it might be is still unknown. Some say that it might be the ghost of a young girl whose life was destroyed here many years ago and some claim that the spirit is that of her mother. But regardless, it is a legend that has been told many times over the years. But is it just another ghost story? Not according to the tourists who captured this ghost on film? The Bernard's were just a couple of tourists who had stopped to visit Oak Alley plantation one afternoon. They took a number of photos in and around the house, never expecting to uncover proof that the legendary ghost of the plantation actually existed. When they had their film developed, they sent a copy of one particular photo back to the staff me

The Myrtles Plantation
THE LEGENDARY MYRTLES PLANTATION IN ST. FRANCISVILLE, LOUISIANA HAS LONG BEEN REGARDED AS ONE OF “AMERICA’S MOST HAUNTED HOUSES”. AND WHILE SCORES OF GHOST HUNTERS WILL SWEAR TO THE FACT THAT THE HOUSE IS INFESTED WITH GHOSTS, THESE SAME INVESTIGATORS WOULD BE PUZZLED TO LEARN THAT FEW OF THE STORIES THAT HAVE BEEN PASSED ALONG AS “FACT” ACTUALLY OCCURRED. THIS HOUSE IS CERTAINLY HAUNTED -- BUT NOT FOR ANY OF THE REASONS THAT WE HAVE BEEN TOLD FOR SO LONG! FOR THE FIRST TIME, DISCOVER THE REAL STORY BEHIND THE MYRTLES AND ITS PLETHORA OF GHOSTS AND HAUNTINGS! Handprints in the mirrors, footsteps on the stairs, mysterious smells, vanishing objects, death by poison, hangings, murder and gunfire -- the Myrtles Plantation in the West Feliciana town of St. Francisville, Louisiana holds the rather dubious record of hosting more ghostly phenomena than just about any other house in the c

Bleach In The Eyes Hurts
man oh man i gotta tell you getting bleach in your eyes sux!! i was lieing on my back under a sink getting the crud off when a drop of bleach landed in my eye. that shit hurt like a sum-bitch! i don't recomend that to anyone!

My Resident Evil Picture Folder
YES I AM BRAGGING LOL!!! This is how I roll baby!!! 1, (Game discs) Resident Evil: Director's Cut (PSX), Resident Evil: Director's Cut (Greatest Hits Dual Shock Edition), Resident Evil Uncut (PC), Resident Evil 2 Demo (PSX), Resident Evil 2 (DC), Resident Evil 3: Nemesis Demo (PSX), Resident Evil 3: Nemesis (DC), Resident Evil CODE: Veronica (DC), Resident Evil CODE: Veronica X (Greatest Hits) (PS2), Resident Evil Survivor (PSX), Resident Evil: Dead Aim (PS2), Resident Evil Outbreak (PS2), Resident Evil Outbreak File.. 2 (PS2), Resident Evil (GCN), Resident Evil ZERO (GCN), Resident Evil 4 (GCN), Resident Evil 4 Demo (GCN), Resident Evil 4 (PS2).Not pictured: Marvel Vs. Capcom 2 (PS2), Under The Skin (PS2), and Resident Evil Gaiden (GBC). 2, Resident Evil Uncut (PC), Resident Evil (GCN), Resident Evil ZERO (GCN), Resident Evil CODE: Veronica X (Greatest Hits) (PS2), Resident Evil: Dead Aim (PS2), Resident Evil Outbreak (PS2), Resident Evil Outbreak File.. 2 (PS2), Marvel Vs. Capcom 2

Embarassment
Idea stolen from Deacon: Imagine this: me, 20 years old, playing at Walmart with my friend, taggin each other with rubber chickens. As I'm running around the corner to tag him, I fail to notice an old man in a wheelchair. As I slam into him, I lose balance, fall on top of his chair, it overturns, and he falls out in shock. My friend is dying as I am pickin up a totally schocked old dude back into the chair with apologies mixed with laughter. Good times, we got kicked out.

More Disturbing As Time Goes By
One year after Richard Lyons buried his 9-year-old daughter, who was stabbed in an alley near his South Side home, he wonders whether her killer will be found. Adding to his pain is the investigation of Burr Oak Cemetery, where Mya's body was laid to rest. Lyons had visited Mya's grave just one week before the news broke of the missing and dismembered bodies at Burr Oak. The grave, which featured a headstone, appeared to be fully intact. Richard Lyons' 9-year-old daughter, Mya, was murdered last year near his South Side home. "I do feel that they have not moved her, but it does make me wonder if they placed her where somebody else was," Lyons said. "And that made me lose sleep. It was horrific to even think about." Lyons said many of his family members had been buried at the Alsip cemetery. A previous request to place his grandmother's body next to his grandfather's plot was denied, citing that the area was too full. Yet, when Mya died July 15, 2008, that spot was suddenly open, L

Confuzzled
OK SO I'VE RECENTLY GONE THROUGH A BREAK UP AND THERE ARE PPL ON FU WHO HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THEN TRASH ME FOR NO REASON... I DON'T TRASH THEM NOR DO I MEAN TO START SHIT... BUT FOR SOME REASON THEY LIKE TO START SHIT ABOUT ME... ANYHOW THIS BLOG IS ABOUT HOW NOW THAT I'M SINGLE A FEW OF MY EX'S HAVE ASKED ME BACK OUT AND I'M CONFUZZLED CUZ I KEEP TELLING THEM NO I'M NOT READY WHICH IS THE TRUTH BUT YET THERE IS ONE OUT OF THE 3 OF THEM THAT I THINK I STILL HAVE FEELINGS FOR BUT HE LIVES IN ONE PROVINCE AND I LIVE IN ANOTHER... WHAT TO DO WHAT TO DO

Scared To Death
I know I keep repeating myself when I say I am scared to death about this move. I am having extreme anxiety issues at the moment about this whole thing. I know everyone keeps saying its gonna be the best for me and all, but that doesnt make me any less terrified. I have been *alone* for over a year and a half and being thrown into the community living situation is making me so nervous. I think I am going to apply for the temporary grant to get counseling, hopefully it will help me get back to normal. I really only know how to associate with people online, and that scares the hell out of me, I didn't use to be that way. Right now I can only dream of being back in my own place, and living under my rules not anybody elses. I cant believe I gave so much up before I went to Germany chasing a dream, I literally gave everything in my apartment away, thus being when I start over, I have nothing. I have been on antidepressants for a little over a month now and feel no change. The only thin

For Lipstick
picture this...me, Freshman year in high school. its homecoming or some excuse for a skip out party, im drinking alot for the first time...room is spinning and i really have to pee... so a girl im interested in is sitting on my lap in a ;lazy boy chair and i tell her i gotta pee. she gets off my lap and im really having trouble getting out of this trap chair...so people are laughing at me and next thing i know, a few people start tickling me before i get in the bathroom... so im doing the peepee dance in front the toilet and dont get my zipper down quick enough and my nick name for the rest of the year was wetspot!!!! so there ya go...embarrassing moment #1 as you were!

When I Rap
When I rap, I make trees collapseShake the street like a tank perhapsWhen I sing, I clear cloudy skiesReveal the truth among a million liesWhen I spit, I make ugly hotSlot machines stop and hit jackpotWhen I rhyme, I like the darkHungry passion from the heartWhen I rap, the freekshow appearsDo in three seconds what takes two yearsWhen I sing, you can feel the windWe in three d and time can bendWhen I spit, it's like power onTotal staleness becomes the BOMB!When I rhyme, the sun shines overAnd the moon appears that much closerWhen I rap, I defy impossibleLeap right over it like every obstacleWhen I sing, volcanoes erruptI turn twenty cents into fifty bucksWhen I spit, we reach high elevationYour head recieves mass educationWhen I rhyme, everybody can flyGoals get reached on they very first tryWhen I rap, the carnivals in townFour leaf clovers all over the groundWhen I sing, the hat can singToys come alive and it ain't pretendWhen I spit, I spin the planet fasterWe skip tragedies and dod

Tagged...random Facts Game
1. I am the 2nd oldest of 6 kids in my family 2. I hate the sound, feel and sight of cottonaballs ..it gives me chillsall over my body 3. Chicken Parm or Steak are my favorite foods 4. My kids are my heart with little arms and legs 5. I love to bake 6. I plan to go back to school someday ( hopefully that comes soon ) 7. I would love to travel more 8. I have no will power when it comes to ice cream or chocolate cake 9. I like doing dishes and washing laundry 10. I hope to feel what it is like to be really loved by a man before I need a walker and depends lol Completed just for you my friend Kimberly !

A Psalm Of Life
A PSALM OF LIFE by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Tell me not in mournful numbers,"Life is but an empty dream!"For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem.Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;"Dust thou art, to dust returnest,"Was not spoken of the soul.Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,Is our destined end or way;But to act, that each to-morrowFind us further than to-day.Art is long, and Time is fleeting,And our hearts, though stout and brave,Still, like muffled drums, are beatingFuneral marches to the grave.In the world's broad field of battle,In the bivouac of Life,Be not like dumb, driven cattle!Be a hero in the strife!Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!Let the dead Past bury its dead!Act -- act in the living Present!Heart within, and God o'erhead!Lives of great men all remind usWe can make our lives sublime,And, departing, leave behind usFootprints on the sands of time;Footprints, that perhaps another,Sailing o'er life's solemn main,A forl

Wanderlust.
I always admired her from across the room, making certain to take in every emotion that danced across her face, studying her hands as they nervously expressed her words, and listening… listening to her soft voice, create the most beautiful tones of fear and pleasure, she sang like a fallen angel cast from the heavens to suffer one more life time. When I could no longer bare watching her face twist with the pain of her song, I would close my eyes and imagine my hand softly stroking her face as she sang through a smile, when my thumb moved to caress her lips she would sing with sounds that sent my body into a heated fit of lust and chilled my very core. I couldn’t breathe, at the very moment I reached the peak if lust she would stop singing. She looked so deeply into my eyes that I could feel her sole invade mine. My hand gently fell to her slender neck; her skin felt like creamy silk and tingled with warmth I could feel and hear every fast beat of her heart throug

Eternal Flame
I spit wicked lyrics that are gonna kill your PreacherAnd it will reach ya, and if you're listenin it'll teach yaInvert the crucifix, light the candle sticksAnd tell the Lord himself he can suck your fuckin' dickNo respect for the Holy cause they try to control meAnd hold me, but I would never ever fold seeI am the wicked the definition of a sicknessMy rhymes are cryptic, the Holy thing is self inflictedBlack candles in the midnight mistI am a Prophet to some and to some I'm a JudasA Demonologist with a slit wrists that bleeds for one KingThat's some Holy wicked shitSo I touch myself when I think about JesusLittle Mary Magnalene should have killed the fetusBelieve this, cause we on the attackAnd the Devils got a message, Team Death is BackWelcome to our minds and welcome to, our worldSay hello to your Saviors, say goodbye to the wordIgnite the Holy Bible with Eternal FlameAnd write all your shame in the Book of Dead NamesWhy have faith when you are so oppressedLight the candles, renoun

Thanatopsis
by: William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878) To him who in the love of Nature holds communion with her visible forms, she speaks a various language; For his gayer hours she has a voice of gladness, and a smile and eloquence of beauty, and she glides into his darker musings, with a mild and healing sympathy, that steals away their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoughts of the last bitter hour come like a blight over thy spirit, and sad images of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, and breathless darkness, and the narrow house…make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart;-- Go forth, under the open sky, and list to Nature's teachings, while from all around-- earth and her waters, and the depths of air-- comes a still voice-- Yet a few days, and thee the all-beholding sun shall see no more in all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, where thy pale form was laid with many tears, nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist thy image. Earth, that nourish'd thee, shall clai

Drawing A Total Blank...
So, i feel the need to write, it helps me to feel better, sometimes. I don't really know whats plaguing me.. i should be totally thrilled. At the end of the month, i will have 2 of my very favorite people, coming in from out of state to visit me. Carly (best friend since grade school) is coming in from Boston, to celebrate her birthday with me. Tony (mike hunt) will be here too.. i'm so excited about it!!! But, i feel tired today, and not in the happiest mood. i suppose we're all entitled to those days.. and no... its not PMS!!! So i'm done whining, and i wont advertise this, cause i dont feel like dealing with people's negativity today. If you should read this, sorry for boring you.

He Never Left
He Never Left Light breeze whispersCaressing her nape.A chill sent through her body,Tingle, numbness;She hears a flutter.Could it be? Has He returned?Eyes closed,Magnificent hope,She’s awaited this moment,Longed for Him to come again.The anticipation consumes her.Her breath laboredAs if inhaling His soul.His touch,Light as the feathers that adorn him.She melts into His gentle arms.In the strength of His hands, She is protected.For though she’s already fallen,He will never let her fall.As she awakens, Gazes upon His lovely face;The kindness in His eyes,His tender lips,The essence of love that radiates from His skinEnvelops her completely.Sigh of relief, Her angel has returned.Though she doesn’t realizeHe never left.For she is His heaven,And an angel Never leaves His heaven.

Unsettled Tide
Unsettled Tide She sits alone at the edge of a sandy shoreLooking out to the horizonIn the distance, she sees the swell of the oceanAnticipating it’s arrivalShe knows the tide is buildingForce…Fury…RageIncarcerated by this approaching waveWill it hit her hard…knock her over?Will the contained ferocity subside as it approaches shore?She wonder what affect this advancing torrent will have on her.It has had its way with her too many times.Brought her to her knees…Rendering her oblivious to the world around her.Her soul, drowned by the sea of emotion,So enraptured by its consumptionOf her spirit.This feeling she knows all too wellAnd she prepares for it.It draws nearer and nearer.She braces.The sand but a faulty foundation.Here it comes…Eyes closed,Palms clenched,No breath escapes her lips,And she feels it.The slightest touch of moisture Against her scorched skin.It mocks her;Teasing,Tormenting,Tantalizing,It knows she is ready for it,But does not s

Awaken My Sweet
Awaken My Sweet The night wind whispers to the oak tree “Awaken my sweet, Rustle your leaves for me.” Then, and only then will she dance. Her spirit rising with every breeze. She’s longed for his arrival, Waited, ever so patiently, for his return. She craves the caress of his breath To fulfill her every desire. Her branches part Inviting this waft to enter her every crevice To fill her with his aroma - The scent of desire, The fragrance of lust, The sweet perfume of yearning. She craves him, Aches for him, Hungers for his touch, He is the source of her sustenance, Nourishing her every need. Though she cannot see him, She knows he is there. He consumes her, Envelops her within his soul, Swallows her whole. And she melts in this apparition, Inhibitions lost, No reserves to speak of, As she sees pleasure in his eyes. Sees that he is pleased with her dance, Her response to his embrace. And as quickly as he arrived, Is as quickly as he depa

The Deadliest Sin
Delicate fingers graze the ample multitude of linens and pelts hung neatly. Shades of indigo, ebony, crimson she paints intricately over the fair features of her pallid skin. Her gaze constant, confident as the reflection before her returns with carnal glances, Emerald orbs scanning every inch of her exquisite form. She walks the streets, nose held high as it very well should be, For none merely grazes the height of her beauty…and she knows it. Snickers and white noise of back talk sling from every direction The seemingly dull piercing of blunt edged daggers from women who long to be her. To her, their words are simple child’s play. Eyes of men devour her with every effortless step she leaves. As she continues, not a care crosses her mind That she destroys their every desire with a poised turn of cheek. With a graceful flip of golden tresses, she carries on Only to find herself back at her solemn doorstep of a lifeless dwelling. Take a moment, Seek beyond th

Double The Dose..
Hopefully this blog will help eliminate some concerns and questions. I was diagnosed with PCOS (Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome) around the tail end of May/ first of June of 2009. What is PCOS? It is a health problem that can affect a woman's menstrual cycle, ability to have children, hormones, heart, blood vessels, and appearance. With PCOS, women typically have: High levels of Androgens, missed or irregular periods, and small cysts in their ovaries. Cure: Unknown PCOS also has played with my blood sugar and has made me a great candidate for Type 2 diabetes later in life. I was placed on several medications for the symptoms of PCOS and the one that has effected me the most is the Glucophage for my sugar level. Doc started me off with 500mg daily for the first month. Side effects for this drug include, but not limited to, diarrhea, gas, headache, indigestion, nausea, stomach pain, temp metallic taste, vomiting, chestpain, dizziness, fast or difficult breathing,fever, ch

Doing A 360
Doing a 360 is cool..if you're on a skateboard. Doing a 360 in life blows. Those of you who are close to me know the absolutely horrible things I've had to face lately. So here I am, on the other side of this awful situation, well several situations, and I'm stuck with this onslaught of emotions. I had a plan, a purpose, and was executing that plan. I gained confidence and strength in myself and then life smacked me right in the face. I fought through one bad situation, and in the end it took a lot out of me. I'm a fighter though, I didn't give up. And then I got hit again with something else, and then again with something else. It got to where the bad things were happening so fast that things were kind of spinning out of control. I'm a good person, so it's bizarre that I've had to go through so much.Anyway, I have all these emotions and nothing to do but sit here and work through them. I don't even know where to start. I have never been one of those people that knows beyond a doubt wh

I Want That
Find the guy who calls you BEAUTIFUL, instead of hot.Wait for the man who kisses your forehead.Who wants to show you off to the world.Who thinks you are just as pretty without makeup.One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares, and loves you, and how he is the luckiest guy in the world to have you.The one that turns to his friends and says "that's her"

Tag Your It, Tagged By Crazy Cracker
Tag your it Blog game, I've been tagged to share 10 Random facts about myself, in the end I will choose 5 friends who will be Tagged for the Tag You're IT game, so keep it going! Share 10 Random Facts, goals, Habits about yourself then tag 5 of your friends to keep things going. HAVE FUN! 1- Since I was a child I have gagged at the smell of hot dogs, they make me sick as a dog! 2-I'm left handed, but I do most activities with my right hand excluding writing. 3-I was chosen to play on the all star softball team when I was in High school, it was then that I realized just how much I sucked! Those girls rocked. 4-I can't for the life of me sleep at night no matter how hard I try, or how sleepy I may feel, if I do fall asleep, I'll wake up within the next hour or before. 5- I hate the Tag your it game. 6- I wear a size 5 1/2 shoe and it's rare to walk in and find a pair of shoes that fit. 7-I'm addicted to powdered donuts, I'm going to counseling for it ;-)~ 8-I absolutely

Peter Gabriel - Games Without Frontiers
Hans plays with lotte, lotte plays with janeJane plays with willi, willi is happy againSuki plays with leo, sacha plays with brittAdolf builts a bonfire, enrico plays with it-whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside-whistling tunes were kissing baboons in the jungleIts a knockoutIf looks could kill, they probably willIn games without frontiers-war without tearsGames without frontiers-war without tearsJeux sans frontieresJeux sans frontieresJeux sans frontieresAndre has a red flag, chiang chings is blueThey all have hills to fly them on except for lin tai yuDressing up in costumes, playing silly gamesHiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names-whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside-whistling tunes we piss on the coons in the jungleIts a knockoutIf looks could kill they probably willIn games without frontiers-wars without tearsIf looks could kill they probably willIn games without frontiers-war without tearsGames without frontiers-war without tearsJeux sans fro

Tagged*
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1:i smoke too much 2:i dont drink enough* 3:iam lazy about shaving my face 4:yet i find time to shave my balls,even though i dont use em' as much as my face 5:dont care for baseball or football 6:i take fishing seriously 7:iam lazy around the house,but get me outdoors and ill go all day long 8:i always do the dishes 9:i always have sex on the brain yet never whack it* 10:i need anotherbeer you'll know if you got tagged:-P

Meatheads
I could never understand why women (I use that term loosely) get all drooly when they see some fucktards that only care about spending 23/24 hrs a day workin out, shooting roids, and acting like complete tools. Its like the more you look like a neanderthal, the more pussy you get. People are so stupid...

Passion And Pain...
We sat, she laughed, she looked on with kindled heart. My pulse raced as I felt my loins thrown to passions chariot. Her lips ripe, I touched them leaving the slightest mark. Violently I thrust my passion and sunk my lariat. Ecstasy... Our voices cried to the fates to let this moment last. But alas Passion and Pain can only be a memory. I lay there a fag burning through the sheet so fast. Engulfed in fires brimston I enjoy the pain sensory. Scream... Out of haze a white rabbit crosses my path. "Where am I white rabbit?" I found myself shouting. Briefly looking back he states the math. "I fear you are on the other side of the mountain." Chaos...

A San Francisco Love Story
A man was laying in bed with his new girlfriend. After having great sex, she spent the next hour just rubbing his testicles. Something she loved to do. As he was enjoying it, he turned to her and asked, "why do you love love doing that?" Because, she replied, "I miss mine!" Kind of brings a tear to your eye...

You Pop Up At The Worst Times
i still want to screm out i love you i still want to screm i want to hold you why cant you just leave me in peace insted of peaces you where my every thing and im still left longing for you why cant i move on with out the thought of you i still cant let my self cry for you like its a lost cause of a thought you might come back to me and screm you love me i need to hold you im nothing with out. yeah its a lost cause i know and thats why ill never show you i still love you. all i can show you is pain hate you where my love my anker my star now your my hate my pain my scar.

This Is Madness!!!!!
I'm back with another rant today-- Whiners, Bitches, and Drama. I have a pic in my collection that explains how I feel about drama-- simply put, STOP THE DRAMA. Yet, everywhere I look around me on fu, I see it-- someone is saying this about someone else, then turns around and tells THAT person whom the stabs were intended for something else entirely!!! GROW UP FUCKERS!!!! THIS ISNT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL! (well maybe to 85 percent of all fu-barians this place IS elementary school where people can explore their second childhood) My job has plenty of drama-- chases, lies impending death, the whole nine fucking yards. but in all honesty, the drama here makes me laugh, because I see how pathetically in need of attention some people are. Everywhere I look I see an attention whore or someone flashin their chitty titty bang bangs on a blast..but yet MY nearest and dearest gets her pics marked NSFW and she doesnt even NEARLY show as much... WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?!?!

Big Things
Do you ever feel like you were made for something big? But dont know what? (and I am NOT talkin penises, I dont even care much for them to begin with). On a side note: what does it mean when you start forgetting simple words, names of people you know, etc? I feel like my memory is degrading, and its SOOO frustrating. Very.

Why So Serious???
Why so serious? Put a Smile on that face of yours. Life will always bring you pain,suffering, grief and sorrow... You just have to make a choice... What are you going to do about it? Will you simply take it lying down? Weak and pathetic... or will you take that pain, that sorrow, and make it work for you. Look at yourself!! Serous weeping from your wounds, because you are selfless, yet not sinless. You must give them purpose. Quick! Put a smile on and have a little fight in you. Enjoy it. Live today as if there really was no tomorrow... Because you might one day wake up and find... that everything you ever loved is gone. So I ask you.......... WHY SO SERIOUS???????

This Weeks Flowers Dedicated To & Inspired By...
Get well soon and *hugs you* ♥ you! *got a ton done up at the cabin this weekend and a sh!t load done today* woot! *dances* I hope everyone is doing well!!! NICOLE MARIE I MEAN IT...GET WELL SOON!!! ♥ PoStaL

[forecast Calls For Increased Gang Violence In The Next 2 Months]
FUCK!I just saw a MASSIVE WSR tag on my side of town.We're talking whole building side.Who are the WSR?Why is this not farcically comical?Let's back up a tick.Topeka has the highest per person rate of criminals especially repeat violent offenders in the U.S.About ten years ago we actually were a crips/blood hub with honest to god gang violenceas inpewpewdriveby.We somehow coerced them to move west to wichita. I have no idea how. Now Wichita is the new gang violence shithole south of chicago.Anyway, in their absence there was a vaccum for posers and punks to kinda spiral out of control and play gangsterthus was born the WSRTopeka's very own West Side Rydas.Not a mispelling.They're mostly an obnoxious bunch of semi-priveleged taggers with guns and a LOT to prove. Guess what- those are the dangerous ones.Someone who has nothing to prove, has no need to commit acts outside of rationality.Now enter my neighborhoods local flavor the ESK*ahem*East Side Kings?The motherfucking LATIN KINGS!!!??

Blarghhftw
Soo...I am pissed that I dont get to go with hubby to Cali for almost 3 wks, and I'll miss him terribly :( I hope my boss dies in a fiery crash. Hubby is worried about me stayin cause he thinks I'll get into some sort of trouble (he knows me too well, dammit) now that I will have the car all to meself (I like to explore abandoned buildings and cemetaries, that kinda trouble).

.updates On Contest
Revised @ 2:28 am (pst) Sat 7-18-09 (((( SPECIAL NOTICE )))) Due to my changing Senrence's Pic during the contest, she lost all her points for that pic. Therefore since this happened right after I made the Current Standings Blog I shall Add her score from that calculation along with her score here in Round Two. ** So if she has 4 -- she really has 73 ---- and so on !! NOTE: Contest Will End every Wed at Noon pst with the next one beginning shortly afterwards.. unless otherwise advised: Therefore plan ahead. The Winners and Finalists from Rounds 1 - 2 and 3 advances to The Finalists Contest following Round 3. (1st - 2nd and 3rd places will advance to the finals from each round.) The Fourth Contest will consist of the 3 winners and the 6 finalists from rounds 1 - 2 and 3. And each Model may present up to 3 pix! So far Besides Fu-Bux I am planning on giving the Winner a One Month VIP! (or sumpin of equal value in Bling) We shall see: But I will

Smell
You might not know it to look at me but I have a very powerful sense of smell. Even the slightest variation in the taste of the air around me and I notice it instantly. That said, males of the world: PLEASE STOP WITH THE BATHING IN COLOGNE. You stink. Reeek of these artificial toxic manuer scents the corperations tell you will excite women. Well, they dont, smell based arousal is an area for subtly not pomp and circumstance. Right now as I type this I am gagging from the stencch the guy next to me is giving off, it is so bad I cannot stay here at the library to continue my usual persuits, ugh I cannot express in workds how gross this all is. Oh great, now another person, with the opposite problem. Its real simple: Take a bath or shower before you leave home, and leave the old spice or axe or whatever there when you go. if you sweat a lot, use some deodorant under the arms. GODDAMN THIS STENCH.

Bought The Worst Book I Ever Heard
Well i decided to get a new audio book so i could revise some of my political views and ideas or to make sure they were indeed the right thing to do to insure a republic. I decided to get the all time classic - plato's : the republic, i thought i'd find the argumetative dialogue intriguing and it could give me some ideas and help me figure out what countries mean morally and such.Instead, what i get is this dudes interpretation of the key arguments. The worst thing is he uses no facts, or working examples. In his wording all he does is quote historical periods. yeah, going to 200 bc 400 bc then jumping to 17th century and 18th century - quoting al these people with obscure examples; that's what he does. Needless to say after an hour and twenty minutes i realised it was not the republic. It was the most popular of the republic searches and was the highest rated, but not the republic.

Warning- Rant Ahead!
FRIENDSHIP i REALIZE THIS IS A GAME AND THAT IT IS KIND OF ABOUT POINTS AND LEVELING A S FAST AS POSSIBLE BUT AT WHAT COST? SEEMS TO ME NOW THAT THE NEW LEVELS INVOLVE SOME HELP FROM OTHERS SOME PEOPLE WOULD BE MORE CONSIDERATE. I RAN A BOMB YESTERDAY AND I HAD ALREADY HAD A LIST MADE OUT OF ALL THE PEOPLE WHO BOMBED ME NOT ONLY WHEN I HAD AUTOS BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHEN I DID NOT. DESPITE TURNING OFF MY SB AND A STATUS MESSAGE BEING VERY CLEAR ABOUT HOW I WAS HANDLING THINGS, PEOPLE REPEATEDLY ADDED ME BEGGING TO BOMB THEIR PAGE, OR SEND ME A GIFT AND ASK ME TO BOMB THEIR PAGE, OR WORSE YET JUST SHOWED UP WITHOUT EVEN RATING MY PROFILE AND JUST BECAUSE THEY HAD A FLASHY 11'EXPECTED ME TO BOMB THEM. BEING THE PERSON I AM, WHEN I WAS DONE MY LIST I DID HIT A FEW AND THEN LOW AND BEHOLD TODAY SOME HAVE RAN NOT ONE BUT TWO BOMBS AND I HAVE RATED THEIR PICS AND THEY NEVER RETURNED THE BOMB. THEIR STATUS SAID BOMBING AUTOS. TO ME THATS JUST PLAIN BULLSHIT! WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM ORACL

[porn] What’s Your Poison?
Okay I am rather bored so what better to do then a blog on porn, so in your comments below I want three things from you.What is your type of porn to watch, can be one, or no more then three, and please don’t bullshit saying you never seen a porn before or I will just say bullshit.Below are a list of some of the top 100 woman in porn/erotica films, I found on google.Check these girls out! They had to do something right to be on the top girls list.I haven’t checked them out yet BUT I do plan to check EACH and every one and will tell you what I think of them hm 1. Jenna Jameson 2. Shyla Stylez 3. Tera Patrick 4. Brianna Frost 5. Audrey Bitoni 6. Briana Banks 7. Nikki Benz 8. Priya Rai 9. Jesse Jane 10. Amy Reid 11. Devon 12. Carmella Bing 13. Silvia Saint 14. Lisa Ann 15. Shawna Lenee 16. Bree Olson 17. Stormy Daniels 18. Rachel Starr 19. Puma Swede 20. Ashlynn Brooke 21. Nina Mercedez 22. Hanna Hilton 23. Rachel Roxxx 24. Gianna Michaels

Seeking Dj's / Hosts For Lounge??
Hi, I'm Redlar, and I have a proven winner of a show called Hellcast Radio, with a lounge of the same name. Unfortunately, that is pretty much the only time there are people in my lounge. I am looking for people to do more talk shows, but I am also looking for DJ's to spin in my lounge... I have relaxed rules and a great person to work for. plz respond back here or hit me up on yim at hellcastradio or on skype at hellcast.radio The future is endless....

There Is A Cloud.......
There is a cloud full of kissesFloating across the sea tonightAfter several near hits and missesThese kisses have taken flight They are on their way to see youThey blend into the starry skyWhen they get there, they will free youAny tears in your eyes they will dry There is a message that they carryMeant for your lips aloneThat my love for you will not varyThrough a hurricane or cyclone I know these kisses will find their wayAnd soon be part of an exchangeBecause I love you night and dayAnd baby, that’s not about to change..

B-day Hh
Ok so here's the deal...I haz a b-day HH Wed @2PM Fu time...and I would like for my friends to be here if possible....aaaaaaaaand yes I wanted to brag lol (ty so very much Frederick). Also ty for all the love u guys show me all the time! Lubs u all (h)

~clever Women~
read to the very bottomA woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods.> > She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap.> > The frog said to her, 'If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes.'> > The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, 'Thank you, but I failed to> > mention that there was a condition to your wishes.> > Whatever you wish for, your husband will get times ten!'> > The woman said, 'That's okay.'> > For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world.> > The frog warned her, 'You do realize that this wish will also make> > your husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis whom women> > will flock to'.> > The woman replied, 'That's okay, because I will be the most beautiful> > Woman and he will have eyes only for me.'> > So, KAZAM-she's the most beautiful Woman in the world!> > For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world.> > The frog said, 'That will ma

Sex
Mission for a missionaryMissionary quite contraryHow does your garden growA sixty niner is always finerCome on lets go, dont be slowDiggy doggy, bend overAnd i'll do you, real slow, no really slowWe both stand up you pretendYoure looking over my shoulderFor a four leaf cloverWe both pretend that we dont knowWe sit up and face each otherWe'll just sit till the cows come homeI'll lie on my back, you pretend your at the trackYou saddle me like you would a coltI'll just lie there try not to bolt

Read
We don't care if you talk to other guys.We don't care if you're friends with other guys.But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.We don't care if a guy calls >OR TEXTS< you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't waittill the morning.Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.Don't tell us we're wrong.We'll stop trying to convince you.The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.Yeah, you can quote me.Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood im in.let us pay for you!dont "feel bad"We enjoy doing it.It's expected.Smile and say "thank you."Kiss us when no one's watching.If you kiss us when you know somebody's

So
I am sick of the fucking rain..it feels like I live in Seattle. Iam leaving in 2 days for NY..will be gone for a week. Just an FYI to those that give a shit. Yes John and I broke up...yes I am still going to visit. to the ones whom feel like stalking and starting shit..it would seem the news was not out. *end rant*

The Canadians Are Invading
Random thoughts of the day Twelve Tim Horton's just opened up in NYC. I blame Wicked. I can never visit Europe in the Summer, if I see more than two guys dressed up in colored jeans and white shirts I will not be able to contain my laughter. Who is a harder worker; someone who takes 5 hours to do something and works two hours of overtime to get 2 things done a day or someone who does things in half the time and gets 3 things done while only taking a half hour lunch?

Album Review: Committing Suicide
Album: Committing SuicideArtist: KATONELable: Dainty Suicide RecordsYear: 1999 Tris Katone kicked off his solo career with his debut album Committing Suicide. The album itself contains lyrics that centered around suicide, of course, but also of sex, drugs and the rock and roll life that would eventually become Katone’s overall signature style. Though The Last Day of My Life was the last song Katone wrote for the album, I must admit, it made one hell of a starter! The opening is simply powerful! The lyrics speak of waking up one morning and staring at oneself in the mirror, only to find a complete stranger. All emotions are cut off, you’re disassociated. Drugs and the demanding and over-stimulation of a rock and roll life, coupled with too much baggage taking a toll. This is the fast life. Then you hit rock bottom and contemplate ending it all. The sounds in various intervals of the song are awesome, and the closing is just as powerful as the opening. My only complain

Tusk ~ Madness Of Time (now With Links To Second Life)
To visit Amberly Kinsella's island of Tusk in Second Life Please Click Here. Madness of Time ~ Written by Noe Time shifts in small earthquakes. These quakes do not register on a regular scale but can only be detected by machines buried deep in the earth. With each spike on the paper, each anomaly from the steady rhythm, tectonic plates move and time skips forward. How many of these little quakes had shaken the invisible layers of crust floating above the mantle? Years had gone by, hundreds of tiny tremors, unnoticed, beneath her feet. And now? Now she stands against the parapet of her domain watching the orange crystal orb, lifted and spilling magic, spin marking its own passage of time. With a sigh she pushes off the edge and walks slowly to the floors below. What a fortress she had built, castle walls rising high above the water on her rocky island, orange crystal orbs spinning, pulsing, lending magic to her world. It was lit and blazing among the dark walls, lights that ca

Is Love Enogh
I have often been asked the Question is love enogh. Until recently I always believed that if you had someone to love that returned that love to you you could make it through anything, but now I have to question that. The question is what is more important your personal happiness or the happiness of your children. this is the question all single parents have to ask themselves. Eventually you may have to give up the one you love that makes you happy because your children just aren't happy. This I know is the hardest thing II have ever had to do in my life. I know I still love boo-boo Kitty very much but as a parent and I think most parents would agree, I have to do what I feel is best for my children even if it makes me misserable. My love for my kids eclipses anything IO could feel for any other person. Of course we all get tired sometimes but we have to do whats best for our kids its what makes a good parent. If anyone has any answers to the question is love enough let me know. Is

A True American Idol
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New Residential Land Near Second Life's Famous Island "tusk"
It's been several weeks in the making but Amberly Kinsella ~ creator of the infamous castle and island of Tusk ~ has opened up a new residential island in the theme of Tusk with a stunning view to the castle itself. Second Life users can now own their own private land on a sprawling new 65,000sqm sim. Several parcels to choose from, each with enough prims to create a lovely seaside retreat under the shadow of the legendary castle. Come see for yourself.. Take a ride on the SLURL: Teleport to Tusk Myst Premium membership is NOT REQUIRED to own land on this new island. So even if you only have a FREE account in Second Life, you can still live here! For further information, please log into Second Life and speak with Amberly Kinsella.

July Auction
julys auction will be held on july 16-july 23. the auction will run for 1 week and cost 5,000 fubux to enter. because of me loosing my V.I.P ill be hosting the auction on my fufamily account. it will be on RENEGADE REBELS OF FUBAR. i will come and invite everyone who has entered allready to that account. anyone else that enters ill add yall as u enter.

A Haunting
wake up in the morning its in the back of my mind get ready and go its in the backof my mind make it through class, laugh and play it doesnt go away its in the back of my mind time to work, yet it stays its in the back of my mind sit back on the bed confront this ghost of my mind "your not leaveing are you? a reminder of whats been done?" it lays next to me, holds me close as i drift off to sleep the bed holds just me its in the back of my mind.

Once Upon A Time...
xxxx: *tilts head*xxxx: story?christopher.: ok christopher.: once upon a timexxxx: ^_^xxxx: this is gonna be goodchristopher.: there was a boy, a girl, a gnome, a storm trooper, a brontosaurus, an ogre, an onion, an ocelot, a tranny hooker, a munchkin, a chocolatier, a pirate, a ninja, a chuck norris impersonator, Elvis, and a transformer... oh, and a man-eating skittlexxxx: okaychristopher.: and they all lived together in a small hut, quite harmoniously, forming the greatest wizarding death star ever, until one day, the stormtrooper took off his helmet to reveal that he was Luke Skywalker, son of Darth Vader... xxxx: *moves closer and eats more bacon*Last message received on 7/13 at 4:11 PMchristopher.: the tranny hooker and the chuck norris impersonator had a thing going on, but i don't kiss and tell... but i can say there was a floor lamp and a lot of vaseline involvedchristopher.: the pirate and the chocolatier were the same person, with schizophrenia, he looked a lot like that on

Electric Emptiness
The music plays on. Silently shifts the seat and the blinking cursor counts the moments. Defy the blank screen. When nothing develops, out the window his gaze goes forth; for a moment he loves the evening sky. After a while, he reads her thoughts and is again surprised. He doesn’t always understand his own reactions. He wonders if others understand themselves. The music plays and it’s good music. A perfect moment, except for the lack of tea – and words. It seems impossible to write when life is good. To those who struggle before the electric emptiness and who, more regularly than not, overcome it: godspeed.

Not So Long Ago
Walking along side by side in the dark Reminds me of that night in the park Together, so close on the slide My feelings I found, I couldn't hide I know it was wrong, but I couldn't deny The lust I suddenly found no matter what I try You sat there with your arms around me I was depressed, dressing accordingly I wanted to be held, to feel loved inside He wouldn't come no matter what I tried I wanted to be in his arms, to stop the pain I wanted to stop myself from going insane You were there to console me But there were things I just didn't see You had thoughts and ideas, things to do Things you wanted no matter what it cost you You didn't care what happened to me As long as you got what you wanted I see How could you be so heartless, it was so plain That you didn't care that I was in so much pain I was so confused, so alone and distraught I have no idea what it is that I thought Oh well I guess its all is the past I can finally let it go at last.

Walking By The Sea
As I stand in the waters of the sea The waves carry with it the breeze Bodies so vast, larger than you and me Knocking one down with such ease The taste of it too salty for my tongue The view priceless and inspiring Wondrous songs still left unsung The inspiration it will often bring Creatures both big and small Swarm the sea, tending to the need If you look you can see it all The blue, the green and all the sea weed Cool air brushes past, through the cliff The sun sets, what a sight to see The day is nearly over, I'm stiff But there is no place I'd rather be Entranced by the scenes set before me The Beauty of the oceans reach I'd give anything just to see The wonder of that lovely beach

From Tommylee
(From my friend tommylee in a message here. I loved it so much and thought again I would share..and he calls himself a loser and he is farm from that.. he is a sweetheart that I have grown to care about) "Look most guy's on sites like this are just assholes and losers who cant get a girl in real life so they come on here. They think if they talk to u 1 or 2 times ur there girl .There are some nice guy's out here that just want friends plz don't let assholes run u off here. I know i really dont know u but u seem to be a sweet and fun girl and just so u know Im the loser type on sites like this who is to shy to talk to girls in real life and on here. If u do go it was nice to try getting to know ya bye"

Entry
Prayer In the day that begins let my words shine within and through all places.Let my faith be shown in these words that I speak amen. The dark places will be no more and his majesty shall reign for ever and ever amen. I await the mighty and merciful Lord and cherish this day and that to come when his arrival is awaited no more. For in this day is his arrival and none shall move him from those that desire or seek. Lord of all breath and creation please send your holiness within and around and allow your great majesty to be within and around.Thank you for your patience and long lasting love father and thank you for your power of love. I realize that your love is stronger than any sin could be therefor I and we shall see and feel your love stronger then ever before. Thank you Father for this day and all that awaits in the gates of heaven. Unlock they mysteries of your chariots Lord father of alland allow your wisdom to bring forth the salvation of your son Jesus Christ. Amen

Don’t Say No.
I will be the rushing wind I will navigate through your darkness You are the morning mist, a cold kiss that will burn me. I will be agony and love, and you will be the tide that drags the both of us You and I, whithout Mystery, Don’t say no.

Lyricss
I’ve lived on hell of a life, if your to take it tonight, I’ve lived the life of a king, but so muck to darken the light/Looking 360 degrees, two hundred thousand disease, how can I lay back and chill, so many down on their knees/But then again who am I, I’m just some typical guy, I ain’t no in’ hero, I just been wondering why... VIOLENT J AND SHAGGS 2 DOPE (CHORUS): I seen some children/Crossing the bridge/What kind of life did/They get to live? What kind of choice do/They get to make/What if it was a/Child’s mistake? VIOLENT J AND SHAGGS 2 DOPE: I’ll never question the book, but let’s say I lived by the book, I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?/I try to pray everyday, but sometimes get lost on the way, I seen the holiest spirit, so muck to miss lead the way/I gave the visions I got, I been told I’m gonna rot, inside the devil’s intestine’s, I’m still here holding my spot, I’

Potato Fields
Haa haa haaYou don't think this shit isn't happening out hereYou need to guess again cause this shit is realYou better make them calls, do those goodbye hugsCause where you wind up next is the hole that you dugThe ones that get those dead body slugsIf you didn't have the money you shouldn't of spotted drugsNow all you're snorting is hot lead slugsGot you wishing you was dead but all you're really losing bloodIn just two minutes, you'll be sleeping in the mudCatch you running at the mouth catch them hollow point slugsIf you just paid me we could have avoided thisGot you so scared bitch, got you sleeping in your pissPoppin' at the mouth is what you like to doKeep doin' it kid it'll be the death of youYour bodies laid out, it's cold as iceDrained of blood like a human sacrificeYou're about to be buried where no one will see yaLeave you in a field, nobody's gonna miss yaThey'll find your ass in the potato fieldsWe're in Maine but you'll still get killedBetter believe that this shit gets r

The Signs Of Love
Miss you so much, my heart you touched, the signs of love. Willl be glad of more time together, a bond that can not be broken or severed, being with you i treasure. Hard times to deal with something i can live with, your the only woman i want to be with. Hope you feel the same, iam captured in your frame, without you, i would not be the same.

Never...ever, Cuss!!!!
> > A 6 year-old and 4 year-old are upstairs in their bedroom. 'You > >know what?' says the 6 year-old. 'I think it's about time we> > started cussing.'> > The 4 year-old nods his head in approval. The 6 year-old > >continues, 'When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something > >with 'hell' and you say something with 'ass'. The 4 year-old agrees with > >enthusiasm.> > When their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year-old > >what he wants for breakfast, he replies,'Awe hell Mom, I guess I'll have > >some Cheerios.'> > WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen > >floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out with his mother in > >hot pursuit, slapping his rear end with every step. She locks him in his > >room and shouts, 'You can stay in there until I let you out.'> > She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year-old and asks > >with a stern voice, 'And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?'> >> > 'I don't know,' he blubbers, '

The Strength Of A Man...
The strength of a man is not seen in the width of his shoulders, It`s seen in the width of his arms that circle you. The strength of a man is not in the deep tone of his voice, It`s in the gentle words he whispers. The strength of a man is not how many buddies he has, It`s how good a buddy he is with his kids. The strength of a man is not in how respected he is at work, It`s in how respected he is at home. The strength of a man is not in how hard he hits, It`s in how tender he touches. The strength of a man is not in the hair on his chest, It`s in his Heart ... that lies within his chest. The strength of a man is not how many women he has loved, It is how he can be true to one woman. The strength of a man is not in the weight he can lift, It`s in the burdens he can carry.

Two Horses...
Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it.From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stopyour car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing.Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. Hisowner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home forhim. This alone is amazing.If you are nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell.Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comesfrom the smaller horse in the field.Attached to her halter is a small bell. It lets her blind friend knowwhere she is, so he can follow her.As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is alwayschecking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowlywalk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray.When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stopsoccasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behindto hear the

A Different Christmas Poem(soldiers)...
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,Transforming the yard to a winter delight.The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,And I crept to the door just to see who was near.Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.Alone in

Do You Want Me Let Me Know?!?!
Would you kiss me? [ ] With Tongue [ ] Yes [ ] No [] Maybe Would you makeout with me? [ ] Hell Yea [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] Maybe [ ] already have Would you sleep with me? [ ] In an instant! [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] Maybe Am I attractive? [ ] Heck no [ ] hot as Hell [ ] Fine [ ] Cute [ ] Okay [ ] Ugly! Would you love me? [ ] To death [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] As a friend [ ] Already do [ ] maybe Do you think I'm a virgin? [ ] Yes [ ] No I look like.. [ ] A player [ ] a wife/husband [ ] One time thing [ ] Next bf/gf [ ] A friend [ ] A friend with benefits [ ] A possibility [ ] A loser [ ] A stud If you saw me for the first time would you talk to me? [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] maybe Would you rather.. ?? [ ] Hook up with me [ ] Cuddle with me [ ] Date me [ ] Friends [ ] Friends with benefits [ ] marry me [ ] have sex [ ] other: On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest), rate me.. [ ] 1 [ ] 2 [ ] 3 [ ] 4 [ ] 5 [ ] 6 [ ] 7 [ ] 8 [ ] 9 [ ] 10 What would you want me to be to you? [ ] Friend [ ] Girlfriend/Boyfriend [

Eveyone And Everybody
Everyone has their answers. Everybody has a wish. Everybody has a childhood dream that they gave up on and often miss. Everyone has a hunger for something beyond what we know. Everybody has a route they take, a direction that is safe to go. Everyone gets frustrated and shaken, at times when they're in distress. Everybody likes to criticize others, when it's their own lives that are a mess. Not everyone can understand me. Not everyone can understand you, but everybody can understand, that an understanding isn't necessarily true. Everyone has to make some changes, in this age of uncertainty. Everybody can come together, to redesign our reality. Everyone has a job to do. Not everybody knows their part, but everybody can work together, if we all just listen to our hearts. Then everyone can live together, instead of dividing ourselves up in groups. Everyone can act like humans, and we can quit sending off OUR troops. Everyone may die of cancer. Everybody may die tonight. At least I know tha

Family Fuck
As a few of you know... I lost my job a few weeks ago.... I worked for my sister and her husband for 2 years. I was told this was just for the summer, that when school started back in Sept. I would be coming back. Today, I go to the office to visit my sister and there she is, just as I knew she would be....but, beside of her was my baby sister (the whore)! I asked her what she was doing, and she said being trained to do your job! WTF!!! Am I overreacting? I walked off.... I wanted to do so much more!

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Glenn's Rant On Idiots, Fu-marriage, And Blunt Lil Tools
now this usually isnt my style, and I'm very passive on the subjects of idiots and fu-marriage, but with some of the stark, raving, lunatic motherfuckers that I've seen acting half their age on here, I just HAVE to speak out first-- GET A FUCKING LIFE YOU PANSY ASSED MOTHERFUCKERS!!!! its fu marriage!!! c'mon people..dont start blocking people just because theyre getting close to your fu-wifey (hey if she's a hottie, its your fault, you knew this would happen) second, Why the fuck are all these idiots running around calling us haters, just because we have the balls to post rather smart assed replies to their status messages....OMG get this... some jackass called Luvbaby, calls ME a hater simply because I was heaping tons of praise, props and flirting massively with his fu-wife (whom, yes I happen to adore big time) GROW THE FUCK UP, man!!! you say you dont want to cause any drama, YOU HAVE!!! LOL so here's a double fisted shot of RED HOT PUSSY LIQUOR...IN YOUR FACE!!!! LOL

Disease(repost
You are the one diseaseFor which there is no pillYou bring me to my kneesAnd bend me to your willI just can't get enoughMy heart is on the floorAddicted to your loveCan't wait to get some moreYou infect my heartWith every single beatJust finish what you start'Girl I'm begging pleaseIf this is all a dreamPlease don't wake me upJust let me stay asleepLet my eyes stay shutI don't want to knowIf you're just fantasyDont think I can let goCause you are the best disease

Dear Peeling Out Guy ...
Dear “Peeling Out” Guy: You are awesome. That’s all I can say. The way you PEELED OUT from the stoplight today made me just want to bask in the glory that is your awesomeness. Nothing says “Behold my badass self” than a good PEELING OUT. The way your tires squealed … the sounds of 50 Cent pumping from your over-bassed, cracked to hell speakers … the look you gave me just as you were about to “dust” me … I was awash in fail. You are just so fuckin’ awesome. From now on, when I need my awesomeness to be recognized, I’m gonna’ PEEL OUT. Leaving the office – PEEL OUT! Now who’s gonna’ get invited to all the cool guy happy hour events? I should be executive material in no time. Picking up random internet chicks – PEEL OUT! Nothing says “I’m gonna’ rock your world tonight” like a good peeling out from your apartment complex, driveway, or 5th wheel trailer.

Books For Kids
that never got published.... 1. you were an accident 2. strangers have the best candy 3. the magic world inside the abandoned refrigerator 4. the boy who died from eating all his vegetables 5. your nightmares are real! 6. grandpa gets a casket 7. daddy's new wife, robert 8. curious george and the high voltage fence 9. the pop up book of human anatomy 10. whining,kicking,and screaming to get your way 11. what is that dog doing to that other dog? 12. why cant mr. fork and ms. electrical socket be friends? 13. daddy drinks because you cry

Auntile Mimi
Defining my ‘role’ in a “Little/Big” relationship: I have really been looking at where I am in terms of female to female relationships. At this point in my life, I truly appreciate the affections of women but have no desire to explore them in terms of sexuality. I have always considered myself bisexual because I have had relationships with women where I allowed sexual exchanges, even if some were in the pretense of a three-some. After my last divorce I did enter in a sexual dynamic with a female that ended horribly [because she is a psycho-bitch] and all that did was reaffirm my disinterest in those activities. *A similar situation also arose after the demise of my first marriage, as well. I just realized that while writing this. Hmmm, a new personal pattern develops. Mental note to self: Stay away from women who want a girl/girl sexual relationship with me too closely after any divorce. [Hopefully, I will never marry again so this advice will be unneed

The Beauty Of A Woman...
The Beauty of a woman, isn't in the clothes she wears. The figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that's the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The true beauty in a woman, is reflected by her soul. It's the caring that she gives, and the passion that she shows. And the beauty of a woman, with passing years, only grows...

Those With The Most, Are Not Rich!!!
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people can be. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?" "It was great, Dad." "Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked. "Oh Yeah" said the son. "So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father. The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our propert

10 Random Facts About Trini...
TAG!!! 10 Random Facts About Trini... Current mood: relaxed Category: Friends 1. I had gastric bypass surgery Oct. 26 th 2001(the day before my birthday). It was the best thing that I've ever done for myself... 2. I was in an abusive relationship with my sons father for 12 yrs on and off and shortly after my surgery I got the fuck out cuz I deserve better!!! 3. I crave a beautiful, loving, passionate relationship with the right man...I deserve that to!!! 4. I was an Art major in school and considered going to makeup artist school for horror movie makeup...when I was younger I always wanted to be a veternarian... 5. I am actually a pretty shy person... 6. I never even kissed a guy till I was 21...They never looked at me like that and besides when I was younger I pretty much just threw myself into the horses and ranch life. 7. I don't dance 8. I've never been to Vegas 9. I won an art design contest when I was in college. 10. When I was in 5th grade one of my moms horses re

How To Kill A Seagull!
A clear plastic bag aluminum foil rolled up in balls (to resemble fast food packaging) bag filled with ether.. Love you Name Anyone got any other ideas. Wicked PS i missed you all this weekend and yes sometime today i will take pictures of my new hair.. PPS I am buying name camouflage netting and sandbags for his cubicle....

What Every Woman Should Know...
43 lessons that MUST be learned in relationships:1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep himaway. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.2. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.3. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a man's character, leave him alone.4. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.5. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.6. Don't force an attraction.7. Slower is better.8. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.9. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no you can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.10. Don't settle.11. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.12. If he keeps changing his mind about the relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is unstable. Do you really want to be with a man like that?13. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad a

Things My Mom Taught Me...
1. My mothe r taught me: TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE ."If you're going to kill each other, do it outside.I just finishedcleaning." 2. My mother taught me: RELIGION."You better pray that will come out of the carpet."3. My mother taught me: TIME TRAVEL ."If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle ofnext week!" 4. My mother taught me: LOGIC." Because I said so, that's why."5. My mother taught me: MORE LOGIC ."If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going tothe store with me." 6. My mother taught me: FORESIGHT."Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an ac cident .." 7.My mother taught me: IRONY"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about." 8.My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."9. My mother taught me:CONTORTIONISM."Will y ou look at that dirt on the back of your neck!" 10. My mother taught me about STAMINA."You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."11.My mother

Two Wolves...
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith." The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed

Being A Mother...
After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me totake another woman out to dinner and a movie.Shesaid, 'I love you, but I know this other woman lovesyou and would love to spend some time with you.'* * *The other woman that my wife wanted me to visitwas my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,but the demands of my work and my two boys hadmade it possible to visit her only occasionally.* * *That night I called to invite her to go out fordinner and a movie.* * *'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?* * *My mother is the type of woman who suspects that alate night call or a surprise invitation is a signof bad news.* * *'I thought it would b e pleasant to spend sometime with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.'She thought about it for a moment, and then said,'I would like that very much.'* * *That Friday after work, as I drove over to pickher up I was a bit nervous.When I arrived at herhouse, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervousabout our date. She waited in the door.She

Poem Written For Me By An Old Friend...
her love is our addictionher smile a seductionher mind a beautiful paradiseher voice hypnoticher taste sweet as heavenher touch magicshe is all naturalshe is a siren's songshe has men wishing all night long.....

My Life
My Life It begins again; it was drawn in the sandYou take this life by the handGuiding me through the light that blindsMy wrongs I cannot amend.Kicked to the curb for my sinThis paper heart's been burnt againSo again, you take my life by the handGuiding me away before it comes to an end Your scent I cannot forgetAs I breathe you in.Blinded by the lightI cannot seeAll my senses are nullifiedIt's obvious you're too far from meWhen I'm lost,You take my life by the handMy senses returnTo something I comprehend.Despite all my sin,I'm back to where I must beginLaying on my shield, without you I'd failYou pick me up and make me strong again

The Innocent Criminal Genius
The simplstic character that is your every being is a tauting unmerciful shadow of a doubt a tainted ego of surpressed emotions the alter today is not that of tomorrow untouched memories of an uncertain alteration a striking disadvantage to all who bother uncertainty between pain and pleasure is kept within pain being the top of the pyramid of heirarchy your analytical mind bottles up the thoughts of distress to which your anatomy configures to adapt adaptation is nothing to the unkempt mind the barrier you hold is twice that of the great wall an iron mask destroys all who speaks the known the thoughts of what could be are shot down guards take no mercy on the wondering soul a mastermind of imperical genius to which no one would ever go the impecable manner to which you suceed is far greater than the greatest serial killer I am indeed imposing on your general idea as well as incinuating that you are the one the one crimal mastermindhowever you're innocent to prove

For The Love Of Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa : Dumb All Over Whoever we are, or wherever we're from. we should've noticed by now, our behaviour is dumb. and if our chances expect to improve, it's going to take a lot more than trying to remove. the other race, or the other whatever. from the face of the planet altogether. they call it the Earth, which is a dumb kind of name. but they named it right, because we behave the same. we are dumb all over. dumb all over, yes we are. dumb all over, near and far. dumb all over, black and white. dumb all over, people we is not wrapped tight. nerds on the left, nerds on the right. religious fanatics on the air every night. saying the bible tells a story, makes the DJ all sound real gory. 'bout what to do, if the geeks over there don't believe in the book we got over here. we can't run a race without no feet. and pretty soon there won't be no street. for dummies to jog on, or doggies to dog on, religious fanatics be making it all gone. and won't blow up and disappear, it'll just l

Recap
in an earlier blog i mentioned that i was trying to decide whether to start over when i hit GF or just take a break...i have decided to take a break after the 31st whether i level or not i just feel like its time

Enter
Lets overcome death together. Death exist only due to the fact that it exist within ourselves therefor eliminate all thoughts that may include death. Death in old time had been defeated many times. Enoch, Elijah. These two went up within the whirlwind in a chariot and were then transfigured before the Lord of Host Almighty God. If these two defeated death then it is not needed to defeat this death any Longer for it is already lost and therefore needing no more victory for the matter has already been finished. Lets mount up as Eagles for the Lord God and allow Salvation to take us to the course of transfiguration. Into the realm of the Super Physical. Death needs to be battled no longer for death has already been overcome. Overcomers shall not taste death and therefor let us leave the thought of death with death.Christ also defeated death and who ever goes to him shall not taste death.

Enter
Get it together within yourself this way it is established. It was in the beginning therefore it should be now. All the knowledge points in the direction of your having it before so remember it again. This is you but the greater you was established in the beginning. From beginning to beginning. Everlasting to everlasting is what we are designed for. Think not with the flesh as you have been programmed by society to think as but rather think with the spirit and your Super Physical self which created the flesh. Flesh is used to seeing only that of which is before it but if you can see beyond the flesh you will inherit the everlasting Super Physical being that awaits you. Much like you waiting for you.

Not Come
May the 26th not come,the 3 weeks of hell willbegin, inside the tortureof the mind, a victim ofthe sin.All for the worthless cause,in the face, the victim of thewar, strapped down with chains and locked up in bars.Inner rage and deceit, lifeless body, no energy, outcome not defeat, allwill be over, in the path tothe retreat.

Tj Foced Me To Do This
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1... Im brutally honest and dont really care how it affects the outcome 2... I care more for real friends and people than i should 3... I give more away than i should...cant take money with ya 4... I am addicted to my harleys 5... My first name is John, and i take care and have more responsibilites than i ever should.. 6... I pee in the shower. hey i do too LOL 7... I hate tree huggers i hunt for a reason...the lil bastards wanna eat me i know it 8... I left a 300K a year job in NYC to move back to WV and bought a lil home by my parents cause family is always first with me 9... I did alot of fucked up shi

Belong
At one point you was there,we was close, it felt rear,no reasons left why, was it something you washolding back, but did not tell me or wanted to confide.In me is left a gap, from time spent apart what aselapsed, why was there nomessage or word, we only had to talk, could of healedwith spoken words.Now there is no chance, your gone, no way to right this wrong,you have found what you arelooking for, you have found your destination, were do I belong.

Football Season Almost Here!
preseason football for the seattle seahawks start augusst 15th with the chargers yay!!!! go hawks !!!! schedule looks good far as perhaps trying to regain our nfc west title lets make some noise this year hawks I can smell playoffs in the air .. we can make it back I know we can go hawks......!!!

Family Rules
I have decided to make a few rules we all need to start following weekly we will post a roll call every Llama will check in on it and rate there fellow Llama and leave a comment below on that page so we know who is active. heres the rules: 1. No Drama will be tolerated 2. you will f/a/r the level up we are doing plus all pics that are sfw and blogs and stash 3. will make a effort to help when a blog is issued 4. Must have the name "Llama Levelers" somewhere in your page 5. Must!! have a Valid Salute (no exceptions) We help family first then others is our vision Leveling requirements are as follow: Level 5 or higher 20k-50k needed to level 100 plus sfw pics and 25 stash items if in doubt if we should level them ask Dave or joanna Thanks, Dave (Founder)

Definite Meh Day
I read a blog by Monica yesterday that was pretty much nothing... 4 lines, with lotsa spaces. I read one today by Witchie that was pretty much as interesting. I'm not complaining, mind you... not really. Just observing a general felling of MEH in Fubored-um, Fubar. So I was thinking, just for today, just this once... I'M DECLARING TODAY, JULY 13th, NAKEY DAY! Throw your clothes in the corner! Let your body BREATH for a day! (leaves clothes in his room) Rock on, my nudey buddies! Shawn Update: It seems that the most extreme way to deal with the blahs is to your screen name. Life short - go all out! :)

Sex, Drugs And Rocknroll
Got some really bad thoughts,Want to give into the urge,Need to turn it in to reality,So my brain can purge.The lifestyle of sex, drugs,And rocknroll, were beingA player, is forfullment ofA woman soul.Play easy, play hard,Give you some loving,Restrain me, it's hard.Play easy, play hard,You are the one for me,Even if I act crazy,But a little obscene.Sex, drugs and rocknroll,Sex, drugs and rocknroll,Just give me,Sex drugs and rocknroll.

Knocked Down By A Bus
Being knocked downBy a bus, the reactionFrom love, there us onePerson out for me, toFind my queen bee.Been trying to find itSo long, there's beenUp and downs, and thingsGo wrong, left me withNothing, conned.But why does it happenTo me, it's her I see, somePeople can be so mean

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Red Rose
A rose is meant to last forever, a symbol of love,no pressure, just happy moments to treasure, foryou, or who ever.A rose is like a heart, itkick in, and makes it start,but sometimes romance couldcause wars, when you do yourpart.A red rose is so blinding,for the love you are finding,its outstanding, use it hasa token or gift, don't causea rift, or a near miss.

Because Matty Said So Lol
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1 I am allergic to bullshit 2 I like to watch scary movies, then scare my sister lol 3 I have a low tollerence for stupid people 4 I like men in uniform..oppsss did i just say that lol 5 I Love the red sox 6 I tend to go after goes that are no good for me 7 I criticize myself more than anything 8 I like to read books, mostly romance 9 I will not go into an adult store by myself lol, idk y i just feel weird 10 my favorite all time movie is Top Gun 1 K O K 2 trb6694 3 RP 4 midnight maraud 5 jaro 6 fletcha

Heaven And Hell
Which is your path, thestairway to heaven orthe road to hell, make sure you choose wisely,the door is ready, someoneis there to let you in,after you ring the bell.Could it be heavensdoor, or eternal hell,forever scorched, whichway in the path, guidedby the torch, graded bythe points, which you have scored.

Naughty Application
Fill out this out app and send it back to me. I wanna see what everyone would write. And I'll fill it out and send it back to ya if you do.1. Your Name:2. Age:3. Favorite position ?4. Do you think i'm hot?5. Would you have sex with me?6. lights on or off?7. Would you have to be drunk?8. Would you take a shower with me?9. Have you ever thought about having sex with me?10. Would you leave after or stay the night?11. Do you like cuddling afterwards?12. Condom or skin?13. Do you give Oral pleasures?14. Do you like to recieve Oral Pleasures?15. Have sex on the first date?16. Would you kiss me during sex?17. Do you think I would be good in bed?18. Three sum?20. How many times would you like to cum?21. Would you use me as a booty call?21. Can I use you as a booty call?22. Do you like fore play?23. What is fore play to you?24. Can we take pictures of the act?25. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE SEND THIS BACK TO YOU!

Heartache Continues
It was a line of people so sad and lost, they might have been refugees from a war, or a natural disaster. More than 1,000 came to Eisenhower High School on Sunday seeking information about loved ones buried at Burr Oak Cemetery -- or so they thought. Stephanie Jackson (left), whose daughter Charrhonda Tisdale Ford, was buried at Burr Oak, said, "I can't go in there and find her. That's my only daughter. My only daughter." A grave-selling scandal at the Alsip cemetery has layered new misery on old grief. Stephanie Jackson was near the graveyard Sunday with a poster that asked: "Where is babyland?" -- the children's section of the cemetery. Her daughter, Charrhonda Tisdale Ford, 4, was buried in the section after a 2001 accident. Sheriff Tom Dart has said Babyland's headstones are gone. "I can't go in there and find her. That's my only daughter," said Jackson, 36, of Posen. "My only daughter." She visited the grave in May and it looked intact. But looking back, "her

Fuck Test
Fuck Test.... You will be surprised on all the results you get...Put the [X] which best suits ur answer....or all that apply...() mean explain1.Where would we be?[]My house[]Ur House[]Pool[]Shower[]parents room LOLOTHER....please explain in ()2.What position?[]Doggy Style[]Missionary[]69[]OTHER...()3.What would you use??[]chains and whips[]choc. syrup and whip cream[]strawberries and whip cream[]cherries and chocolate[]ropes and hand cuffsOTHER...()4.Lights?[]ON[]OFF5.Where would you take me 4 a date before all of this?()PLEASE EXPLAIN6.Givin Head?[]Yes[]No7.Gettin some head[]Yes[]No8.Protection?[]Yes[]No9.Day or Night?[]DAY[]NIGHT10.What song would we fuck to?()PLEASE EXPLAIN......11.top or bottom[]top[]bottom12.Will you repost to see what others say?[]YES you better .. REAdY SEt GO!!![]NO

Fvck Me Runnin'
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1. I hate chain blogs :p 2. I hate people from Wisconsin. 3. I hope all people in Wisconsin die of lung cancer from smoking in their bars. 4. Guys in white tuxedos are gay. 5. Guys who like cats are going to die single. 6. I won't be tagging anyone :P 7. I like pez bling... 8. I' m hungry 9. I have a date on Sunday 10. My mini-van acquired a new dent...

Survey Blog...thanks Crazy Cracker!
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1... I talk before I think! 2... I think mt.dew is a main food group! 3... I yell and cuss @ objects, including my computer... 4... I have terrible roadrage and tend to use my middle finger more often than my brakes.. 5... My first name is Telitha.. which is hebrew for little girl, my fathers joke.. that way I wld always be a lil girl..hahaha 6... I pee in the shower. 7... I am always busy... and never seem to finish anything.. lol 8... I grew up with no brothers so I was raised as a boy.. lol I can roof, side, lay carpet, change oil, tires and most car parts, used to race cars on dirt track, and obviously I fish and hunt. Al

Investigation Underway
The grizzly work of the investigation is getting under way at Burr Oak Cemetery Monday morning, with an FBI forensic team starting with the most northern section of the grounds. Authorities begin to dig graves at the Burr Oak Cemetery, hoping to find evidence that the graves were previously disturbed. "The last memory they have has now been destroyed," said an attorney representing the families. That's where most of the grave disruption was initially observed, but the entire cemetery is closed and has been declared a crime scene. Much of the cemetery has a grid laid out with ropes and flags. There is a second active area that will be investigated next. Sheriff's officials could not say if there would be any digging, even though heavy excavation equipment arrived on site this morning. So far, it's only a "visual search" to identify graves that have been potentially disturbed. Officials believe as many as 300 graves were dug up at Burr Oak and the bodies disposed of in a scheme by

Sleeping Leg
A lady had been exposed to strep and needed to visit the doctor's office just to have her throat swabbed for a culture. She sat in the waiting room for quite a while with her legs crossed, reading a magazine while other patients came and went. Suddenly her turn was called, but when she stood up to go in, she discovered her leg was "asleep". Not wanting to keep the nurse waiting, she limped and staggered toward the inner office door. She noticed one elderly lady nudging another who sat beside her, as the two of them sympathetically watched her painful progress . Two minutes later, her procedure completed and her leg back to normal, she walked easily back into the waiting room. As she strode past the two elderly ladies, she overheard one whisper triumphantly to the other, "See, Myrtle, I TOLD you he was a wonderful doctor!"

What Is Moonlight Levelers About?
What is Moonlight Levelers about? We are a family that helps those that meet the level up requirements level. In the process we are also helping ourselves because when we rate them we are getting points as well. We have the best members on the Fu! Our vision with our family is this. You don't have to beg people to rate you to help you level because you have a family that will do it for you. When you help level someone it brings you even closer to leveling yourself. When you are ready to level you have a family that will step in and take care of you. We have the best leaders and we are well organized. We have 6 simple rules: 1. No drama 2. Your page must not be set to private 3. You must a/f/r all members 4. Must have our name in your name after you do roll call 5. Help level people when we post a level up 6. Have fun What Moonlight Levelers should be about is family because we are one. We are here to help one another and here to help those on the fu get leveled as well. In t

Need Suggestions
Ok...I'm trying to gather a list of people's favorite stripper/stripping music. I've got a few that I found and like and can't really decide. Yea, yea this will probably turn into a mumm once I narrow it down... So, here's a partial list...if you have any others let me know... (These aren't in any order at all!!!!) Lady Marmalade Buttons (Pussycat Dolls) Kiss (Prince) Wild Thing (Tone Loc) Touch Me (SamanthaFox) Thong Song (Sisgo) SHe's A Bad Mamma Jamma (Carl Carlton) Oh Yeah (Yello) giggles Keep Your Hands To Yourself I Wanna Be Bad (Willa Ford) I Know What Boys Like (Waitresses) Big Spender (Sweet Charity Cast) Justify My Love (Madonna) Fever (Madonna) Back That Ass Up (Juvenile) Unbelievable (EMF) Cream (Prince) Naughty Girl (Beyonce) Living Dead Girl (Rob Zombie) Brick House (Rob Zombie) Hotel Room (Pitbull) (fuckin' yummy if I may say!!!) I Touch Myself (Memories) Leave Your Hat On (Joe Cocker) TY The Big Mike for that one.... Midnight Rendezvo

Random Thoughts By Jack Handey
apparentely hes a real guy and that was actually him that read the quotes on SNL back in the day It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man. One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. "Oh, no," I said. "Disneyland burned down." He cried and cried, but I think that deep down, he thought it was a pretty good joke. I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late. Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis. Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: "Mankind". Basically, it's made up of two separate words - "mank" and "ind". What do these words mean ? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind. The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face. If you define cowardice as running aw

Barry White - Just The Way You Are
I never take anything for granted Only a fool maybe takes things for granted Just because it's here today It can be gone tomorrow And that's one thing that you Never in your life ever have to worry about me If I'll ever change towards youbecause Baby I love you Yeah I love you Just the way... You are...

The Death Scandal
The death of MJ was a shock to us all, but was no shock at all for MJ's death to become a scandal. How did this scandal come about? Well I'm glad you asked. MJ was so iconic, so much a super-powerful presence on our planet and in our lives that people can't accept that he died. Yes, even I, Dr. Funkenstein, didn't believe it at first. And when we have these feelings and something like a death occurs, what's the first thing we do? Why, we look for someone to blame it on, of course! I blame the media. Not for killing MJ (though they have tried) but for birthing the scandal. One day, there's some news story about a doctor who did such and such, another day, Joe Jackson says he thinks it's foul play and his statement is a so-called dropped "bomb", another time "new information" is revealed about MJ's medication. Now all of a sudden the word "homocide" is being mentioned in connection to MJ's death. Soon there will be a "suspect", and some poor, innocent soul will be charged with "murder

F U C K And Ya
It is now 6:47 am. I have been up since 5 am sunday morning. I have not slept yet. And I'm still filtering the drinks through my system. This might be the most honest blog you ever read from me. So read it well, even if it makes no sense. it has to, to someone. Somewhere.Today is(was) two years with my bf. was meaning. its no more. why you ask? my fault. others may say, oh it takes two. well guess what? FUCK THAT. I take the blame. 100 percent.I'm selfish, I'm nobody. I'm a fucking drama queen god damn it okay? I CAUSE SHIT. I want attention and fuck it, my tears never dry up. CRY ME A FUCKING RIVER OKAY? JUST DO IT. i AM NOTHING. I DESERVE NOTHING. I APPARENTLY HAVE DADDY ISSUES AND DRINKING ISSUES AND AM NOT HAPPY AT HOME OR ANY MENS BED AND YES. I'M A CHEATING PIECE OF SHIT OKAY? i BREAK MEN'S HEARTS.. AND MY HEART.I'M SOULESS. I DON'T WANT YOUR PITY. TWO YEARS MEANS NOTHING. YOU MEAN NOTHING. I MEAN NOTHING. I WANT NOTHING. I AM NOTHING WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Cuz Rayne Said So Lol......
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1. I love video games. mostly role playing games in the form of final fantasy. 2, I give everyone ONE chance, but rarely will I give anyone TWO chances. 3. I have issues like everyone else so the next person to tell me that I dont understand theirs gets slapped across the face. 4. I am a simple guy, little things make me happy, little things also piss me off. 5. I have no tolerance for flakes. (unless im using said flakes for masterbation purposes lol) even then, sometimes no lol 6. I run my own business, co owned with my dad, during the summertime, keeps me out of trouble lol. 7. I emphassize peoples' valu

Gee Thanks Cracker
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1. I am obsessed with the Daisy of Love show. I will cry when it ends. And I will beat the shit out of her if she doesn’t pick Flex. 2. My shoulder hurts like hell and if my friend ever tries to pull me through a revolving door again to look at some chick with double D tits, I will rip his eyes out. I am VERY serious. 3. I hate Buffalo wings and buffalo wing pizza and ranch dressing. I know I’m a communist. Sue me! 4. Rayne was the native name given to me the day I was born because I wouldn’t stop crying till it started storming. It was smooth sailing for my parents’ every time it rained. I s

Why Me?
LOST IN MY MIND CAN’T FIND EVEN THE TIME NOT SURE WHICH WAY TO TURN ALMOST GOING INSANE JUST NEEDING ONE LITTLE BREAK DON’T KNOW WHICH ROAD TO TAKE LOST IN THIS TRANCE OF A CONFUSED STATE TUGGED FROM BOTH ENDS LOST IN SIN NOT SURE WHAT LOVE IS CAN NEVER KNOW HOW THIS ALL BEGAN BEGGING FOR A WAY OUT NO LIGHT TO SHOW ANY SIGN JUST LOST IN MY OWN CHAOTIC MIND FINDING NO WAY OUT DANGLING BY ONE LIFE LINE NOT SURE WHAT DESTINY WILL FIND THINK I AM LOSING MY MIND FINDING IT HARD TO BREAK OUT OF THIS SPIRAL OF UNKNOWN KNOWLEDGE HAS FOUND WONDERING WHO IS THE FOOL NOT SURE IF IT IS ME SEEING EVERYTHING WITH CLOSED EYES NOT EVEN SEEING MY SELF PLEASED IN TOUCHED WITH LOW SELF-ESTEEM RUNNING YET NEVER GOING FAR WONDERING THIS LONELY HIGHWAY JUST WANTING TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY THINGS CHANGING EVER SO FAST NOT EVEN A PLEASANT MOMENT CAN LAST SEEING MY DREAMS BECOME A REALITY YET SCARING THE HOLY SHIT OUT OF ME LOST IN MY OWN TRAIN OF THOUGHT WONDERING

Song Of Love
I long for you touch each night that I cry Your the one thats always on my mind When you tuck me in at night I just want to be by your side For you love is all I ever need And your voice keeps me alive in side You raise my spirits so high That at night I just want to lay by your side To keep me warm at night With your arms around me so tight OH! Baby! Your the one and Only one Your the joy that fills my lungs When you think of me I Cry Just knowing that your always by my side And now that I have your love My frown is now a great big smile No matter how long or far I have to go Were gonna be together someday I just know Cause Your the one and Only one Your the joy that fills my lungs When you think of me I Cry Just knowing that your always by my side And tonight I just lay my head down and cry . written by AimeeBuchanan

Love So True
Can you come and hold me tight Will you come and lay by my side Can we ever go back? To the way we were When we were young Do you ever dream at night? Can you ever see us? Do we always fight? Or can we close our eyes To the way we are. Is it only a dream we share Or is it just this nightmare That we travel separate roads Just to get to be alone. Can we come to common ground? Can we forgive our past? Can we move on? To share this dream we had @ We were children then Now we have come so far Since then. So I ask you please Can we go back to the way we were? Will we ever stop this fight? Can’t we just compromise? And share the love we once had. Or do we travel on our own To worlds unseen To find our own dreams Must we suffer in shame? Can we ever change this pain? Or do we just give in to the loneliness we face. written by AimeeBuchanan

Love Poem
Every time I look into your eyes I see the fear that you try to hide Hearing the confusion of your mind Trying to even find the time to have Wanting to be somewhere your not Knowing so many people depend on But the one true thing I really see in your eyes Is the love you so desperately try to hide? From everyone but me If only I could help you with your chaos To give you solutions to your madness Understanding which way you truly want to go Finding ways to please them all Unfortunately I only have this bit of help Look with in your self There you’ll find the answers you seek Just please don’t for get about my love for you and me. Hoped this help and if it didn’t Just remember I have a tongue that would love to be down on you. And as I always know just how the story goes This as well will put a smile on your face instead of a frown. Love you always and well forever written by AimeeBuchanan

I Am Free
IN THE DARKNESS OF MY MIND THE CHAOS THAT CONTROLS ME I LOOK ABOVE AND SEE THE LIGHT THAT SHINES FOR ME I WATCH AS IT COMES CLOSER FEELING ALL THE CHAINS THAT BIND MY SOUL I TOSE AND TURN WITH IN MY DECRIPED MIND WITH THE CHAOS AND DARKNESS TRING TO HOLD ON TO THE PIECES LEFT BEHIND THE LIGHT GETS BRIGHTER NOW AND EVER CHAIN THAT BINDS ME STARTS TO BREAK FREE I AM FREE FREE FROM THE DARKNESS FREE FROM THE CHAOS AND ALL THAT CONTROLS ME I AM FREE THESE CHAIN AROUND ME FALL LIKE GLASS SHATTERING LETTING MY SOUL BE FREE I WATCH AS IT TAKES FLIGHT SORES ABOVE ALL TYPE OF HIGHTH FEELIN THE SHINE OF THE GLOW OF THE LIGHT IT IS FREE FREE FROM THE CAGE YOU PUT ME IN IT FOUND THE KEY THE ONE YOU HAD LOCK WITH IN ME I FOUND IT DEEP WITH MY HEART AND I SET MY SELF FREE FREE FROM YOUR CONTROL FREE FROM YOU POWER ALLOWING ME TO BE ME I NO LONGER NEED YOUR DARKNESS I NO LONGER NEED YOUR CHAOS MY SOUL AND MIND ARE FREE TO LEARN AND WALK THE P

Hey How You Doing!
took a walk in the garden today I nelt at the flowers to say Hey how you doin Its a bright wonderful day The sun is shineing in all its glorious ways God what a beautiful day You whispered back to me Yes it is I was startled to think you could hear Then suddenly out of the mist you see I saw you rise to me And I said Hey how you doin Its a bright wonderful day The sun is shining in all its glorious ways God what a beautiful day It is to see your grace. You walked towards me One step at a time Flowers seem to bow at your sight Birds are curping bees are buzzing Even the wind seems to know what to say But all I can think of Is Hey how you doin Its a bright wonderful day The sun is shining in all is glorious ways God what a beautiful day And oh by the way what a Beautiful Girl He Made! written by AimeeBuchanan

Hells Gate
Heaven open a gate for me It let me walk through to see That I have the potential to be Something greater then even I dreamed I was floating on clouds Soreing on the winds Of an angle song When all of a sudden Hell opened up and said Your not done You still Have a torture of a journy to travel We cant let you go till your done So now my wings of joyous song is over Till the death of this Hell is gone. I travel this world alone With only my heart in sorrow Trying to make it on my own With two kids to carry and care for What a hell of a road to go After my journy is done After the pain has gone I will still stand tall and strong Knowing I have taken myself To the top of the clouds on my own. written by AimeeBuchanan

Dead Of Night
In the dead of night you see me Watching you from above Looking down on your spirit Awaiting the right time to take it As you sleep sound and peacefull You look above your self You see me staring back at you and say nothin of it You allow this darkness of me to enter into your soul And consume every part of you untill you and I are whole You feel and see this happen too and yet you never fight me It makes me wonder if you asked me or invited me So I step back and no longer take you untill the day that you decide That deep with in your soul you want me and no longer wish to hide. written by AimeeBuchanan

Weird Morning
So I got into work this morning to find an email from my mother titled "NEWS" and when I opened it, it just asked me to ring her. Now, call me pessimistic, but my father hit 70 this year, and although he seems in good health, a bit of rheumatism aside, there's no escaping the fact that he's not as young as he used to be. So needless to say, although I wasn't panicking, there were some dark thoughts floating around in my head as I dialled home. Turns out, the news, although no less horrible, was a lot less close to the family than that. Basically, someone we used to know about ten, fifteen years ago through our Church was murdered at the weekend whilst out walking her dog. I would have been in my late teens or early twenties when I knew her, and haven't had any contact with her since. Nevertheless, the news has left me a little stunned. But still, also feeling slightly inclined to berate my mother for scaring the shit out of me. Sometimes parents can be the most insensitive of c

Deep With In
When I look deep within your eyes. I see something that you hide. Something so deep that you keep from even me Even though I beg and plead For you to show me. I see the pain the hurt inside. I know the actions of my crimes. Has cause this torture to you For you to hide that something deep inside. I keep on looking for reasons. Why I should no longer Be by your side; But yet your eyes tell me That there is still more locked Inside. If I could find the key. I would set you free. But the only key I know. Is to tell you that; I AM SORRY. I am no longer hiding. I know I did you wrong. The pain you feel I feel it too Trapping us both in this torture Of doom. Locked in a never ending battle Tell someone finally says Its through. But every time I look deep within your eyes I see the true love you so desperatly Try to hide. So many times we have sat here and cried So many times we decided not to try. Life kept us together and we dont know

Darkness Fills
Darkness fills up my soul today. Knowing there are others causing my lover pain. It fills up every part with in me , and fights to be let free. I want to let this darkness out but I feel so connected to it now. Just knowing its not just about him they speak, but they enclude me into there games of trickry. When will they all see? That what lies beneath him, is true and darkn' darkness. The same which consumes me . They only hate which they can not understand. So there for isn't the darkness with in there hands. When will they see? That people just need to be free. So now I'm holdin' back the rage. Inside this decrepted cage. Of which I don't hold the key to set it all free. So now I just sit back and let the darkness consume me . written by AimeeBuchanan

Darkest
Deep with in my decrepit mind is something dark that darkness can not find. Light can not come to shine For the corners of my darken mind. Soul once found to travel again. Deep within the cave of sin, Traveling there where no one can. Beats the heart of a well dressed man. Evil thoughts that enter in. Man once cleaned to stubble again. Somewhere in the mist of deceits, There is a trail that leads to hate. Around every corner must we see the darkness that comes after me? Through the eyes of small children see. The man in black; Who could he be? Treading slow and softly flee. Then screaming once to let me be. Back through the deep and darkest cave. Travel once one to ends unseen. Going were no one has been. Seeing things that turn your skins. Smelling, feeding, feeling blood again. Knowing that one more time would be the end. Then you take a look behind and see the dimmest light that shines. Someone some how has entered in. An disturbed you dark and lonely silence

A Search For Peace
A DARKEN SOUL SEARCHING FOR PEACE OF MIND TAKES A LOOK INTO THE MORNING LIGHT REST IN THE WARMTH OF THE POWERFUL GLOW AND WATCHES AS IT CLEANS HER SOUL SHE TAKES A BREATH WITH IN HER SELF AND FEELS IT FREEING HER FROM THE DARKNESS THAT ONCE BINDED HER LONG BEFORE SHE FEELS THE WIND SWEEPING ACROSS HER AND FEELS THE CHAINS OF FEAR, DARKNESS , AND CHAOS BREAKING AND FALLING LETTING HER BE FREE AS SHE SITS BY THE GLOW OF SWEET SUNSHINE SHE NOW SEE'S AND FEELS HER SOUL TAKE FLIGHT AND AS SHE TRAVELS HER PATH OF LIGHT SHE HOPES THE LIGHT GROWS STRONGER EACH AND EVERY DAY AND PRAYS THE GODS AND GODDESSES BLESS HER WITH MORE THEN KNOWNLEDGE AND PEACE ALONG THE WAY. written by AimeeBuchanan

Internal Unrest
[ Caution! This blog entry is right now not only unsafe for work, it is a work in progress.. Sure Ill get back to writing as soon as I finish gluing this new beard on what a shame it just cant be done over ] I trying to think of completely random yet interesting things to say, as after my last typo I have completely lost my strain of thought. I guess If I had my own kingdom which contained a court and some knights, horses, and some peasants, it would be in constant turmoil and have low morale, reaching new orders of hightened strategic chaos at a mere change of the wind's direction. On the other hand. everybody would always have to wear solar radiation spacesuits and 900 sunblock for their feet and hands. the knights would be japanese and looking not british and the kind and queen would be of the highest etiquette form (abiding by fuzzy logic) I would be not unllike a shrubbery and collect leopard spot items all the time. I guess alot of people are really not cynic

Hahaha
These are probably only funny to me. But I used to save conversations all the time. These are from about 5 years ago when I was 19/20. :This all started when I mean to say CROTCH:ME: MY CORTCHSAMANTHA: whats a cortch?NICK: hahahaha ME: iTS A PURSEME: From england.SAMANTHA: hahahaNICK: lolME: With no handleNICK: lolME: and made by the queen.SAMANTHA: thats gayME: Its blueME: with pink diamondsME: and satin liningME: on the insideNICK: ok ur doneSAMANTHA: hahahaNICK: like 20 sec agoNICK: after u said purseNICK: u were doneME: they are sold at WilchairsME: A British form of walmartSAMANTHA: i just abnged my head on my computerME: But they dont have them anymoreSAMANTHA: nick-SAMANTHA: that was funnyNICK: what wasME: I think in eastern englandSAMANTHA: the last stuff you saidME: they have them at a few of the wilchairsNICK: ohNICK: thanksSAMANTHA: then liz says something aboutSAMANTHA: the wilchairSSAMANTHA: and i laughed againNICK: lolME: Speaking of...i dont think they have the lit

Cracker Facts
Instructions......Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you.1. I've been told I'm an angry eater. One friend said I look like I am actually KILLING my food and another said he'd rather be waterboarded than watch me eat.2. I have soft flat soles on my feet cause I never go barefoot; my Indian buddy gave me an Indian name "Walks Carefully On Gravel" cause of the way I purposely and slowly take each specific step, while wincing in pain.3. I can accurately measure 1 tsp in the palm of my hand, which I do constantly when fixing my coffee at work.4. I talk to and curse at inanimate objects all the time. If I drop a tool I will have called it a useless fucking cunt before it even hits the floor.5. I c

You
you are my sun, my moon, you are my world. when we are together, everything seems to fall into place. i love you always, i love you forever. friends once, lovers now, what the future holds i do not know. my love is true, my love is pure. i loved you once, and i forever shall. you are my world. without you, i would have nothing.

Sunday July 12 2009
i am going to start putting my thoughts down...i always wanted to do this but for sum reason never have..so tonight will be the start of this.. okay where to start...love spenden time here on fubar doing all that there is to do...but my favorit thing to do is meet new people...i have meet alot of fu friends on here and spend countless hours talken to them...but for sum reason they come and go like the wind...which i really do hate but that is life... i have spend a very lonely life in this world..i keep my thoughts to myself keepen it bottled up inside me to eat away at my soul and heart...why i do this...so i dont get hurt anymore...i have let many people in and i always get hurt...it is like a block wall i have put up...12 feet high and on 4 sides of me..someday it will come down..till then i will be safe and not have worry about it...

Lack Of Sleep
AS I SIT HERE WRITING THIS BLOG..I AM LACKING SOME SLEEP...CAN NOT SLEEP TILL MY SONS FALL ASLEEP...WHY DO LIL ONES STAY AWAKE LATE IN THE WEEEE HRS OF THE NIGHT... I LOVE THEM SO MUCH.. DAMN IT ALL I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW I NEED SOME..I KNOW I WELL NOT GET MUCH....UGH I LOVE THEM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH... YES THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL LACK OF SLEEP... ONE MY HEAD IS HURTING AGAIN..OK WTF IS UP WITH THAT AGAIN...... HEAD HAS BEEN HURT FROM FRIDAY FROM GETTING MY SONS IN THE LIL TOWN THEY LIVE IN....

Lets Party
If you listen to Shaggy; that's kinda me. "Girl you're my angel; you're my darling angel........... Closer than my peeps you are to me..............." That's me in a nutshell. I have peeps that are important people to me. I do just about anything I can to make their day. But, I'm looking for an angel. Someone I can hang with and stuff. I love treating my peeps right by buying lunches and stuff sometimes. My angel will obviously be treated better than my peeps. So, do you wanna be my angel or peep? I am also looking for just normal friends. I guess I'm just kinda desperate to find someone OUTSIDE of the walmart crew, to hang out with. (I also live by Oreo Speedwagon's song, "I make you laugh, and you make me cry.......... I believe it's time for me to fly." If I wanna make time for you and make your day, and you don't wanna make time for me; well...........bye). If you are interested; stop by Walmart on highway 36 in Oak Park Heights and look for Bob in the home entertainment area. I wo

Tamerica's Five Most Overpriced Cars
America's Five Most Overpriced Cars 1. Dodge Ram 2500 2. Mercury Grand Marquis 3. Jeep Liberty 4. Dodge Nitro 5. Dodge Durango Notice 4 of the 5 are Chrysler vehicles. And we are bailing our this company? WHY???

~saddenblueeyes~of~shadowbluetears~
Blue tears do fall upon the sweetest of cheeks, But no one sees them only the shadows and me. Try to find me among the shadows if you must, But beware for there is no way you could catch up. Seek and you will not find me; Instead you will harppen upon unfaithful ground. If you shall find me among the mist of the ShadowBlue Lake There by my side will be a blue glass That you must drink. It holds more magic then you will ever know, But be for warned the journy is cold, And it tortures the soul. Walk where you must, Tread lightly as you go, So that the lake of Shadow Blue Tears wont drag you Into there sarrows. writen by AimeeBuchanan 7/9/09

Things That Boggle My Mind
I have posted several blogs on the horrific tragedy at Burr Oak Cemetery which is near where I live. My mind can't seem to wrap about this. However, there is one fact that keeps bugging me. Where are the caskets?! I mean, as of now, 300 graves have been violated and destroyed. (That number is expected to rise.) They have found piles of human remains as well as broken up headstones and cement vaults. NO mention at all of the caskets. Not even in the photos. So, where the hell are they? Surely, if they were lying around SOMEONE would have seen them. We've all seen how big a casket is. Kinda hard to miss one not to mention 300! Maybe it's an odd point to bring up, but it just really makes me wonder.

Cyber Love
CYBER LOVE Cyber love is a figment of our imagination. A wonderful fantasy of our individual creation. I bought all the lines that came to own me. Never understanding the feelings that I couldn't see. Never realizing my heart he was stealing. Too caught up in the overwhelming feeling. Some people need a lesson to learn. I got mine and can still feel the burn. I never allow myself to make the same mistake twice. So don't read more into my words because I'm just being nice. I can be your friend but my secrets you"ll never know. Inside of my heart is someplace you will never go. Even when you believe you are very close to me. A superficial women is all you will ever see. So don't ask me for love or something else I don't feel. I'm not trying to be a bitch ,I'm just keeping it real. Everything that matters is what I won't share. So don't be foolish and begin to really care. Please ask nothing from me except some casual chat. Because that is all I have to give..nothing but that. I'

Until We Meet
Until We Meet gl Until we meetMy nights will be a little colderMy days a little shorterMy heart will beat a little less rapidUntil we meetI know that my arms will be emptyMy mind hurting from the constant thought of youMinutes will seem to be hoursHours will seem to be monthsWhile months will seem like eternityUntil we meetThe stars in the sky will not affect me with its gleaming sparkles of lifeUntil I am gazing at them in your armsAnd the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishingUntil it is you that I share the my food withAnd Until we meetI will not feel wholeMy world will seem incompleteUntil that wonderful dayWhen our eyes make first contactAnd our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwindThe words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song"Hello, my love, I couldn't wait to meet you."

My Day
What a day! took my chair out to go visit an old friend at another nursing home....it's just a mile or so farther then the mall (2.4 miles to mall) when i get there i realize I am almost out of juice! I'll never even get 1/2 way back! So, I call my place and ask if someone can bring me my charger...i charge for an hour and head out....30 minutes later (means probably 2-2.5 miles) i see my power guage is nearly empty! good thing i am now 1/2 way home..about another 25 minutes...and right in front of an emergency entrance. i go in, explain i need to plug in...they put me in a small room behind the desk, i plug in and nap for an hour....BTW, i had my charger with me this time....made it home safe...sunburned, tired, but safe and happy!

And The Anguish Continues...
Burr Oak Cemetery was closed Saturday, declared a crime scene by police. But, like each day since the news that bodies had been dug up and their plots resold at the historic cemetery, hundreds of devastated families still came to find out if their loved ones resting place had been disturbed. Investigators have turned their attention to a second section at Burr Oak, known as "Babyland," where most infants and children were buried. At least ten families said they could not find headstones for their children. That's where Gail Cooper's 6-year-old daughter was buried 25 years ago. "That was my baby," Cooper told the Sun-Times as she broke down in tears. "To think that maybe they took her and threw here over in the corner like she was a piece of trash. That disturbs me a lot." Dart said they have not found bones in the area but that records for the area are a mess. "The record-keeping here is outrageous, absolutely outrageous," Dart said. Carolyn Towns, 49, who was the former manager

Favorite Quote From Stephen King
remember one thing my friend whenthings look there worst drive away into the future and forget the past try to keep smiling get a little rock and roll on the radio and go toward all the life there is,with all the courage you can find and all the belief you can muster. be true, be brave,and stand. for all the rest is darkness from the book it by stephen king

Epilogue (r)
February 14th The Great Hall was filled to capacity, and had been enchanted with a second level of seats on the sides, and those were full as well. Most of the Hogwarts staff were in the second row, along with the Ministry, but Hagrid and Grawp occupied places along the back wall, and along the sides was standing-room-only. The ceiling reflected a bright blue sky, and white sashes with the Hogwarts seal and the Gryffindor lion draped from the ceiling and the upper level. At the end of the Hall, the head table was gone, and on the dais stood a lone figure in dress robes signifying her signet of office. Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress of Hogwarts, stood waiting for what was already described in some circles as the Wedding of the Century to begin. Minerva spoke. "Since the days of the Hogwarts Four, one of the happiest duties that the Head of the school has been able to perform within these walls is the one we are gathered here for today. I have been fortunate and honored to do t

Chapter 31: Aftermath (pg-13)
The Hogwarts Halloween Ball went on that night, and Harry and Ginny attended as Harry had promised, but with Ginny still being weak from the battle, they didn't stay long, but the party lasted all night. Harry simply left with Ginny to the Burrow, along with the rest of the Weasleys. Mainly it was for two reasons, as he explained to them upon leaving the Great Hall. "Look, we're exhausted, and we need the rest. I also need some interference run for us so we can get that rest." Harry pleaded with Molly. Molly simply smiled and gave them both a hug. "Go rest. Right now, I think if you asked to become Minister of Magic you'd get it. If we tell people you're out of circulation to get some rest, they'll let you get some rest. Especially if *I* tell them, in the way only a mother can." "Thanks, Mum." they both said gratefully, then disapparated to the Burrow. They headed to Ginny's room, closed, locked, and silenced the door, and promptly fell asleep in each other's arms. The re

Chapter 30: Head To Head (r)
September 16th Potter Calls out Dark Lord! Challenge of Duel to the Death. In a stunning development, Harry Potter publicly challenged He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to a duel to the death. "It's finally time to end this war," Potter said. "If doesn't respond, we'll simply label him the coward that he is, and simply start exterminating Death Eaters. Not capturing, exterminating." When asked about the time and place of the duel, Potter replied, "It's a fitting time and place for his end. On Halloween sixteen years ago, at Godric's Hollow, he tried to kill me, and he failed. It is appropriate, and even a little ironic, that it will end where it started." Per arrangement with The Boy Who Lived, needs to simply accept his fate or decline and be hunted down by simply sending a response to the Prophet by the end of the month. A copy of the challenge made by Potter is on Page 2. Apology and Retraction In a related story, the Daily Prophet announces the suspension of Rita Skeeter. Ms

Chapter 29: Snake Eyes (r)
September 13th >Severus? Snape awoke with a start. What is Potter doing here? >Not here, Severus, just in your head. I apologize for the intrusion, but I needed to speak with you in person. Can you arrange to spy on the Order for a while? I can try. If I can manage it, I shall see you at Grimmauld Place tomorrow. Now get out of my head! >My apologies again, and thank you, Severus. * * * Harry withdrew from Snape's mind. He hated the intrusion, but could think of no better way to talk to him. But he had no such qualms about the next intrusion. "Legillimens Silencio." He plunged into Voldemort's sleeping mind, and planted a single thought: Severus shall return to spy on the Order of the Phoenix. He withdrew from Voldemort's mind, resisting the temptation to plant a song from a Muggle musical group in his head. "While that would be perfect to drive him completely nuts, it would give it all away. Better save that one for later. I warned him that he should learn more th

Chapter 28: The Hunt (r)
September 12th That evening found the four teen Death Eaters in detention, the first day of a month's worth imposed by McGonagall and backed up by Slughorn. Harry and the Weasleys took advantage of the time away from prying eyes to scour Dumbledore's library. Surprisingly, McGonagall joined them. "The revelation that I am the last in the line of Rowena Ravenclaw has made me want to figure out how that could be," she told them, as she pulled out some genealogy books. "I think that I might find something that could help you along the way." Harry welcomed the help. He was still swamped in grading papers, even with Lupin and Spout helping, and that took time away from research on the Horcruxes, not to mention quality time with his wife. Ginny was in charge of the Hospital Wing that night, giving Madam Pomfrey a night off, which was a luxury for her during the school year. It was a light night for her, with only a third-year in the Wing with her ears being restored after a run-in w

Chapter 27: Breakout (pg-13)
September 11th The next morning, Severus looked up from his potions book to see Ginny's head in the fire at Grimmauld Place. "Severus? I need to speak with you." "What is it, Miss Weasley, which interrupts this work?" sneered Snape. "Stuff the attitude, Severus," Ginny said crossly. "It's about that work." She related to him what she saw the previous night during the transformation. He listened carefully, his sneer giving way to interest and then astonishment. As she finished, he was stroking his goatee and frowning in thought. "Miss Weasley, that is indeed impressive, and most useful. I must apologize for my earlier attitude. You realize what I am working on, of course. It is most challenging." "Understandable, Severus. We'd all like to see a cure." "Could I ask a favor?" asked Severus. "Could you bottle up that memory so I could examine it better?" Ginny smiled. "Already thought of that." She held out a silvery vial. Severus took it. "Thank you." He placed it

Chapter 26: Full Moon (pg-13)
September 9th A week later, Harry and Ginny were enjoying a Friday dinner in Harry's rooms, discussing the day's activities. DADA classes had been going well, all years on the schedule Harry had laid out, and coming up to speed nicely. Ginny, for her part, had gotten plenty of hands-on experience in healing first- and second-years who had run-ins with Peeves, Slytherins, and Quidditch tryouts. After dinner they moved to the couch to cuddle, and she finally had time to remember to ask Harry something. :I've been meaning to ask you this, love. Poppy wants us to document what happens with our Bond. :Why is that? :Well, since it hasn't happened in almost a millennium, she thinks that documenting what happens with us could be a priceless and unique opportunity for medical and magical research. I agree with her, but I told her I'd talk to you about it first before agreeing. :Do you know what she has in mind? :Part of it the physical aspects, although when it comes to certain areas

Chapter 25: Classes Start (pg-13)
September 2nd Harry looked at his first class of the day, a group of fourth-years, and began the speech he had prepared for this day. "All right, you all know who I am, so let's get some things sorted out. In this classroom I'm not 'The Boy Who Lived,' 'The Chosen One,' or any of that rubbish. I am 'Professor Potter,' 'Professor,' or simply 'sir.' This is Defense Against the Dark Arts, and everyone here needs to take it seriously." He paused to continue as he walked around the room. "I will not show preference to anyone, even to my own House. Arrangements have been made to remove even the slightest hint of that. So if think you can slide by in here because you're a Gryffindor or a 'friend of Harry's,' think again. Voldemort is still out there, gathering new support and plotting his revenge, and if you think he'll let you slide by, you will be fatally mistaken." There were some gasps at his use of the name. "I only have a few rules here, and I'll make them brief and simple."

Purging
In light of yesterday, i'm going to purge myself of some family and many friends, i'm just not very trusting anymore. Sorry folks that knife blade went in deep and twirled like spaghetti. It's this or delete/ So, for some of you... goodbye.

Chapter 24: A New Year Begins (pg-13)
August 31st Two days later, Harry and Ginny stood at the gates of Hogwarts, waiting, hand in hand as usual. Ahead of them, a dot appeared in the sky, and it grew bigger and bigger. Soon they could make out that it was two figures on a broom, moving towards them at what for that broom would be considered a moderate pace for the Potters, but nowhere near its top speed. The pair on the broom settled in for a perfect landing as Harry opened the gates. Ron and Hermione ran through the gates and Harry closed them behind the pair. Ginny got the first hug from her brother, and Harry was attacked by the mess of bushy brown hair that was Hermione. Then hugs were exchanged between best mates and best girlfriends. "Welcome back, you newlyweds!" Ginny grinned. "Come on, you can fill us in on the gory details later. Right now, McGonagall wanted to see you as soon as you arrived. She has your letters." "Well, not all of the details, Ginny," Hermione blushed. "Some things are best left un

Chapter 23: Cramming, Then Unwinding (r)
August 6th - 28th The next three weeks were as intense in study as Harry had ever seen, and just as bad for Ginny. They only had meals as time to relax, and they both found it very difficult to stay focused on their own individual studies. Harry found himself answering questions for Ginny through their link constantly, and Ginny found herself learning not only her own level but at Harry's as well. Every day they would spend blocks of time in study, with breaks for meals, or a run around the Quidditch pitch, in the air on brooms, or as phoenixes, or on the ground as dogs and lions. The studies they had together they worked together, even to the point that the professors were teaching them together, and Ginny quickly got up to Harry's level. For the lessons that Ginny had that Harry did not, he spent the time with Lupin and McGonagall figuring out how to do lesson plans and organizing his classroom, office, and private rooms, with Dobby helping on the latter. Each night Harry and

Untitled
I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember why I'm lying here tonight And I can't stand the pain And I can't make it go away No I can't stand the pain How could this happen to me I made my mistakes Got no where to run The night goes on As I'm fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me Everybody's screaming I try to make a sound but no one hears me I'm slipping off the edge I'm hanging by a thread I wanna start this over again So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered And I can't explain what happened And I can't erase the things that I've done No I can't How could this happen to me I made my mistakes Got no where to run The night goes on As I'm fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me I made my mistakes Got no where to run The night goes on As I'm fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me

Chapter 22: Planning (pg-13)
August 6th Everyone decided to have a lie-in the next morning, simply because after three non-stop days of battles, pranks and weddings, everyone was either exhausted, hung over, or in some cases, both. One couple was neither and was up early. Instead, they were outside in the morning air. A passerby, if there had been any around, would have seen two dogs running around the Quidditch pitch at top speed. One was sleek and fast, a black and red blur, and the other one just as fast, but even redder and some fur flying behind. Eventually they slowed to a trot, and the greyhound and the Saluki ran together side by side, shoulder to shoulder, a perfectly matched couple. Occasionally the greyhound would playfully nip at the muzzle of the Saluki and vice versa. They left the pitch and headed to the front steps of Hogwarts, where they came to a stop. The two changed forms, and Harry and Ginny, sweating from a good morning workout, headed into the Great Hall (which had turned back to no

Chapter 21: I Do Gotcha! (pg-13)
August 5th :Harry! Wake up! You need to get ready! :I'm already up Ginny. I'm in the Prefects' Bathroom taking a bath. :Oops, Sorry, Harry! Although I'd be lying if I didn't wish I was in that tub with you. :Yeah, me too. See you in the Atrium. Harry finished his bath and dried himself, then headed back to the DADA Office under his Invisibility Cloak. * * * "I'm telling you, you will do nothing to ruin this wedding, Fred and George, and if you do, Charlie and I will hex you into next week and demolish your shop!" shouted Bill. "You will leave Harry and Hermione alone!" Bill glared at them, and with his scars from his battle with Greyback he looked overtly dangerous. Fred and George shrunk from his gaze. "All right, we'll let them be today," grumbled Fred. "But tomorrow, all bets are off!" finished George. "Go take your seats." Bill and Charlie headed to the common room to get dressed. * * * Harry met the others at the common room. "All right?" he asked Ron. "So far

Chapter 20: Conversations (pg-13)
August 4th The combined rage of Fred and George kept Bill and Charlie busy the next day running interference for Harry and Hermione, who smartly decided to disappear to the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts. Ron and Ginny stayed behind at the Burrow. Fred and George still couldn't believe that they were standing by their significant others. "Blast it, Ginny, we both saw what happened!" Fred shouted for the umpteenth time. "I have complete trust in Harry, whether you like it or not. He told me nothing happened and I believe him, and remember we can read each other's minds. Now, excuse me, but I have a dress fitting to get done!" Ginny stalked out of the room in a mock huff and headed to Molly's room, where there actually were dresses being fitted. "Ron, what about you? Are you going to find out what Hermione is up to with Harry?" George complained. "Fleur believes us; that's why Hermione is no longer a bridesmaid!" Ron just shrugged. "I trust both of them, and that's it." Yep

Chapter 19: Double Wedding? (r)
August 3rd With Bill and Fleur's wedding only two days away, things at the Burrow kicked into high gear. With all of the details to be worked out, Bill, Arthur, Harry, Ron, and Remus hardly saw their other halves, and instead were put to work getting both Grimmauld Place and the Burrow ready. It was decided that since the wedding was going to be in the Burrow garden, the girls would be at the Burrow and the guys at Grimmauld Place. Unfortunately, things weren't going well at all. All the preparations came to a screeching halt when it was discovered that every wizard minister in Britain who could do the ceremony was either booked or otherwise unavailable. Apparently the victories of the day before inspired a lot of elopements and otherwise postponed weddings to go forward. Fred and George barely could keep up with their fireworks orders, even with Lee and Charlie helping out. This left Molly in tears and in a panic. Fleur wasn't much better, but rather than worry, about it, s

Chapter 18: Aftermath (pg-13)
The Daily Prophet Evening Extra carried the news to the Wizarding World. Dark Lord Defeated, on the Run In a series of stunning developments, You-Know-Who attempted to make a statement to the Wizarding World that the second war was underway. In a three-pronged attack, the Dark Lord's forces struck at Hogsmeade, Azkaban, and the Ministry itself. In each case his forces were routed, led by forces from the Ministry, Aurors, and the Order of the Phoenix, and coordinated by Harry Potter himself. Details are still emerging, but it appears that the Dark Lord's plans were known in advance, and at each location the Death Eaters walked into an ambush. It is now rumored that the Dark Lord, shaken after this decisive and devastating defeat, has fled the country to regroup his forces. More coverage on Pages 2-5... Page 2 Azkaban: Dementors Revolt, Get Destroyed; No Escapes At Azkaban, a Dementor revolt was expected and prepared for, but what no one expected was the complete and utter dest

Chapter 17: Coup D’not (r)
Thirty Death Eaters appeared in the fireplaces of the Great Atrium and looked around. The Atrium clock rang noon. The Atrium had been under repair since the battle a month ago, and scaffolds were still around the edges as the upper areas had not been finished yet. They moved into the hall further and headed for the lifts. Behind them, Tonks and nine other Aurors watched them make their way forward. Their job today was simply to follow and catch those fleeing the ambushes ahead. The Death Eaters got into the lifts and exited at their assigned stops. At the top level, the last ones got out and headed for the offices. Each target already had an infiltrator in place, so the takeover Voldemort planned would be relatively easy. Bellatrix Lestrange made her way to the Minister's Office. She opened the door to the outer office to see the secretary sitting there, waiting for her, per the Dark Lord's instructions. "He's in there," she whispered. "The infiltration went perfectly, all

Chapter 16: The Battle Of Hogsmeade (pg-13)
Fred and George observed the village from their brooms as the Death Eaters apparated to the end of the village. The streets were empty. In the distance the Hogwarts bell tower struck noon. The cry went out and the Dark Mark appeared in the sky, pale in the sunlight. "MORSMORDE!" The Death Eaters made their way up the main street, randomly blasting at shops, trying to cause damage. Some shops caught on fire, others took damage to their facades. At the other end a group of Aurors apparated and stood there, waiting. They had their own coins, and they were all on conference call. "Cast shield spells, everyone," Fred murmured into his coin. The Aurors glowed briefly. "Bring up the shop shields," George called quietly into his own. Below them, the shops glowed slightly. "Raising the back wall," Fred murmured again into his coin. He waved his wand. A solid metal wall appeared silently behind the Death Eaters. "Fire!" George commanded into his coin. The Aurors began launching

Chapter 15: Operation Squeeze Play (r)
August 2nd By morning, they had all mastered the spell wandless and silently. Harry apparated to Grimmauld Place and retrieved his Firebolt, and returned in time for breakfast. They returned to the War Room for final reports. "Last checks, people," Ron told the assembled lieutenants. "Hogsmeade?" "Ready and waiting," Fred replied. He had dropped off the second Amoeba Suit, this one in a female cut, for Ginny. She had quickly changed, and she and Harry now looked like the perfect match everybody knew they were. "Ministry?" "Standing by, locked and loaded," said Tonks. "Madam Pomfrey and St. Mungo's are standing by as well." This was from McGonagall at the Floo. "All right, excellent. There has been a slight change in plans. Remus will stay here to coordinate things, and he has his instructions. Hermione, Ginny, Dobby and I will be joining Harry at Azkaban. We found a flaw in the operation, and we're the fix." "Are you sure, Ron?" asked Lupin. Ron nodded as Harry hande

Chapter 14: Cleaning House (pg-13)
Hermione continued her research in Dumbledore's library. It was nearly impossible to get her out of there, stopping only to use the bathroom, and Dobby made sure she had lunch. Sighing, she put aside the book. Another dead end. Anything made magically can be destroyed magically. There's got to be a way. But what? Think, Granger! Dementors are repelled by Patronuses, which are created using the happiest of thoughts. Ron's plan is to get them stuck on both sides by Patronuses so they cannot flee and are forced to deal with them. But once they are contained, then what happens? I need help on this. She pressed her coin. "Ron?" His face appeared. "What is it, 'Mione?" She blushed. "Send Fred and George to the Room of Requirements with some Portable Patronuses. I need to do some experimenting." "Right away." Ron's face disappeared. Hermione got up and left the library and headed to the seventh floor. She walked past a blank wall three times, frowning in thought. A door

Chapter 13: Operation Polyjuice (pg-13)
August 1st Harry got up early the next morning, to find Ron already up and in the War Room, checking final plans. "Remember, it goes down at 10 AM sharp." Harry noted. "We'll be ready, Harry. You just keep Voldemort busy until I coin you that it's OK." "I think I can handle that." Harry patted his pocket. "I'm going to mess with his mind some more today as well. Moony is getting Ginny up to speed on Occulmency. I'm hitting Gringotts early to get the paperwork adjusted before the meeting. McGonagall will be there, and so will Flitwick." "Harry, are you sure that messing with his mind like this won't put you and Ginny at extra risk?" Ron asked. "Trust me. Or better yet, trust Snape." Harry grinned. Ron blanched, then turned to his notes. "Operation Squeeze Play is set. After tomorrow we'll know what a squished Dementor looks like. Or a thousand." "Hogsmeade?" "Fred and George have all the traps in place, and we're ready." "I'm wearing the Amoeba Suit, and my glasse

Brother
My brother went into the hospital , June 25th to get chemo shots. He developed infections and it got bad. He had luekemia and eventually the infections wore off . However, he is just resting in the hospital in Philly and they are just going to make him as comfortable as possible. Liver shut down, kidney shut down and hes getting no chemo . Now its just a waiting time til its his time for him to go with my mom. All this happened too soon and caught us off guard. I feel so sorry for him and sad as we cried the other day. He knows whats going on, just too soon for him to go at 52.

Lost For Words
Just found out one of my friends I grew up with has commited suicide. I find myself lost for words and saying to myself"he couldnt have, I cant see him doing that.. I must be missing something" Even came close to looking for someone too blame. The thing is you dont know anyone well enough then yourself, as much as you think you might..noone knows what is goin on in someones life or mind 100% I have known him since primary and find memories flooding my mind,yet sadness is over powering and the want too vomit is overwhelming. I sat here for 30 minutes thinking I knew what too type,what too say to his family...to myself. but I dont.

Chapter 12: A New Family Comes Together (pg-13)
Drinks were passed around. Ginny changed Harry's hair from red back to black, explaining while the gesture was nice, it just wasn't Harry. Ron stood up, looking a little embarrassed. "Harry, you're my best mate and all, but I think I speak for all my brothers when I say, you better take good care of my sister! Here's to you both, you were always made for each other." Bottles and glasses were raised in tribute. "Albus, I think it's time to explain this," Molly began. Dumbledore sighed. "Yes, Molly I think it is. Let me start out by asking Harry and Ginny some things." He turned to them. "Harry, would you show everyone your Animagi?" Harry nodded, then changed into his forms: first the lion, then the greyhound, then the phoenix, then back to himself. Ginny's eyes went wide with recognition. "So that's it! I saw that in what I thought was a dream, but it wasn't a dream." She turned to Harry. "I saw myself as a lioness, then a Saluki, and then a phoenix, but each time I was

Chapter 11: Birthday Surprises (pg-13)
Harry and Fawkes stepped out of the Floo into the Burrow kitchen to find it empty except for a familiar face hooting at him. "Hedwig!" he called softly, going to her perch and stroking her feathers. She nipped him affectionately. "I've missed you girl, and I'm glad you're safe." Hermione came into the kitchen in a rush, saw Harry, and stopped. "Oh, good, you got my note. Remus was looking for you; he's in the living room." Harry shrugged and stepped into the hall, and made his way to the living room. The door was closed. He turned the knob and opened the door to the darkened room. A blinding flash hit him and several arms pulled him into the room. "SURPRISE! HARPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY!" Harry grinned from ear to ear. He sort of knew this was coming, but they had gone all out. Sirius and Dumbledore's portraits beamed at him from the mantle, there was a mountain of gifts in one corner, a huge cake and a skirted table groaning under a matching mountain of food and drink next to it

Chapter 10: Preparations (r)
July 31st "Harry! Wake up! Breakfast!" Harry awoke with a start, fumbling for his glasses, to see Dobby with a tray of breakfast sitting on the bed. "Eat up, Harry Potter, sir, you is having a big day today, and Mizzez Wheezy says you is to have a good breakfast before you sets out. Dobby is to accompany you today as well." squeaked the house-elf. "Okay, okay, Dobby, I'm up." Harry dove into his breakfast and managed to put down the 3-egg omelet that was loaded with onions, mushrooms, peppers, bacon, cheese, and mustard. While eating, he waved his wand and transformed Dobby's multiple hats and socks into a neat Muggle pinstriped business suit, complete with Muggle wingtips and a derby hat compete with ear holes. He looked like an elfin version of Fudge. Dobby looked in the mirror and squeaked with joy. From above the bed, Sirius grinned. "I think they call that a 'zoot suit' if I'm not mistaken," he said. "Dobby, that outfit could even get you a date with a pretty witch!

Chapter 9: The Day Before (pg-13)
July 30th Harry stepped out of a fireplace at the Ministry of Magic. Today he was on business and covert movement was neither necessary nor desired. He checked in at the main desk, drawing some raised eyebrows, and then made his way to the Apparation Testing Office. He set up the appointment for his test for August first at 9AM. Then he headed for the Minister's Office. He walked in and went straight to Fudge's inner office without so much of a look at the secretary or Percy Weasley. Cornelius Fudge looked up from his paperwork with surprise and irritation as Harry closed the door and locked it and silenced it behind him. "Fudge, it is time to talk." Harry sat down. "What do you want? I'm a busy man, and I'm Minister of Magic. You just can't just walk in like this!" blustered Fudge. "Well, I just did. Now, are you going to be an insolent prat, or are you going to shut up and listen for once? Here's what is going on, Fudge, so pay attention!" Power radiated from Harry,

Chapter 8: Reaching An Understanding (pg-13)
July 24th The next day, Harry and Fawkes apparated to outside the Potions classroom. He knocked on the door to Slughorn's rooms. A moment later, the door opened. "Harry, m'boy, what are you doing here?" Horace Slughorn asked as he ushered them in. "Professor, I need to ask you something, "Harry began. "Go on," Slughorn prompted. "Well, as you know, I'm gearing up to finally take on Voldemort. I need some help from you. Specifically, I need a potion made up, and since it needs to be perfect, I need your help to make it," Harry continued. "Well, that I can help you with a little. What potion are you referring to?" "Felix Felicis." "That's easily done, simply because I have it here, already finished." He went into the Potions classroom. Harry and Fawkes followed. He went over to a cabinet and opened it up, and pulled out a bottle. He handed it to Harry-a bottle full of golden liquid. Harry pulled out his wand and waved it over the bottle, uttering the unbreakable charm on

Chapter 7: Weasley Family Meeting (pg-13)
Fawkes apparated to over Ginny's bed, dropped the parchment on the bed, and disapparated again. Ginny came back from the bathroom just in time to hear the second flaming crack. She saw the parchment on the bed and stared at the Potter crest, a lion and phoenix, facing each other, and a pack of greyhounds below them, all on a shield of red and gold. She had never seen it before but she understood immediately, and it dawned on her that the dream she had just days ago made sense. If I was seeing these symbols living in my dream, in pairs, then that must mean there is another one out there, but who? Wait a minute! That pairing was with me each, time! Was that other one ME? Then who was the first one? Thinking fast, she activated her coin. "Remus? Can you come in here a moment?" Lupin's face appeared. "Sure, be right there." Moony apparated in with a soft "pop." "What's up?" "Have you ever seen this before?" she asked, pointing to the crest. Lupin gaped at it. "I haven't s

Chapter 6: Heart’s Desire (pg-13)
Harry and Fawkes apparated into an unused second-floor classroom. Sitting there, as it had in his first year, was the Mirror of Erised. No Sorcerer's Stone, no Quirrell, and no Voldemort this time, he thought. But I have to know for sure. What will I see this time? He approached the mirror. Fawkes landed on the floor behind him and opened a magical link. Harry, absorbed in the mirror, didn't notice. At age eleven he saw his parents in the mirror, but when he showed the mirror to Ron, Ron saw himself winning the Quidditch Cup and as Head Boy. Ron did the former last year while Harry was under his "lifetime" ban from the sport by Umbridge, but the latter appeared to be out of reach now with the school closed. I probably will have that lifetime ban lifted this year, since that bitch isn't here anymore. Besides, she never specified what lifetime the ban was for-mine, or hers when she actually gets one! Harry smirked. He looked in the mirror, Dumbledore's words from minutes bef

Chapter 5: Talking To Dumbledore (pg-13)
July 23rd Harry and Fawkes arrived outside the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts with a flaming crack. The statue moved aside immediately and Harry stepped onto the moving staircase as Fawkes settled on his shoulder. They reached the top and Harry knocked on the door. "Come in," he heard McGonagall's voice reply. He opened the door. McGonagall was behind her desk, which was covered in parchments. "Harry, welcome, I wasn't expecting you," said McGonagall with a smile. "Please forgive the mess; Peeves has been up to his usual tricks. This time he's been using sticking charms on doors, and I can't seem to figure out the right counterspell." She waved at the parchments. "I was looking through some old records for some ideas." Harry frowned for a moment. "Have you tried, 'Abiungo Door?'" McGonagall looked at him for a moment sharply, then her eyebrows raised. She turned, waved her wand at a door in the room and said the incantation. The door flew open with a bang. "Yes, that's

Chapter 4: Wills, Wards, And Winnebagos (pg-13)
July 20th Harry’s plans for the Dursleys continued unimpeded. Fred and George apparated over to America and found plenty of motor home information and were due back soon. Tonks spent her time with Harry teaching him Auror techniques and combat skills, after first enlarging his room and transforming it into a workout gym. They were hard at it when a tabby cat with thin spectacle markings appeared on Privet Drive, hopped over the fence, up the front tree, then with a leap landed on the window sill, where it watched as the two dueled. Tonks was an even match for Harry, but the cat distracted her enough for Harry to slip in a body-binding jinx. Tonks fell forward onto the mat. Harry noticed the cat on the window sill and promptly released the jinx on Tonks as the cat changed form into Professor McGonagall. “Ouch,” groaned Tonks. “I wish I hadn’t landed face-first on that!” “Good afternoon, Nymphadora, Potter,” said McGonagall. &ldqu

Warning Labels, Disclaimers, And Side Effects. Part I
I've joked about having an abundance of flaws that should be clumped into some sort of warning label before anyone decides to invest any amount of time in me. Some have already run into one or many of them as everyone does after enough time. So for the rest here's the breakdown: I have a really hard time reaching out to people. In any way. Sometimes I don't even know how to hug my own friends when they're falling apart in front of me. My response is always to make a joke of it or just sit there feeling anxious about not knowing how to react. I'm not a toucher, or hugger, and I rarely give out compliments. This is often misread as me not caring which obviously hurts my relationships with friends and partners. I remember my last major boyfriend.. crying, crumbling in front of me.. begging me to hug him. And I just looked at him, conflicted. Something kept me from getting up and doing anything. I was frozen. It's awful. My psychoanalysis of this is an obvious one - my childhood. Surpr

2nd Auction - Heart Shaped Shaved In Chest Salute Avail!
If you buy me in the auction, I will:A) Send you a home made cupcake via US mailB) Sing your praises in my shower - yes -you can listen on the phone as I sing about you if you wish. C) Tattoo your screen name on my left butt cheek.D) SB what ever you want me to say to whomever you want me to say it to.(5 times total)OK OK - All these are for reals, except C. Lastly - I will shave a heart into my chest hair and make a salute with your name if by some strange occurance of drunken auction bidding you buy me a HH. That is all I have. Nigh Nigh & Godspeed.

Chapter 3: Malfoy Manor (r)
July 18th “Bring in the boy and Severus,” said a high, cold voice. Behind the chair facing the fire, two figures approached. One was tall with greasy black hair and a pointed nose, the other, shorter, with silvery-blonde hair. Both were in black robes, but while the taller one had an air of calmness about him, the shorter one was definitely scared. The chair turned around, away from the fire, and its occupant, a pale man with red slit eyes and slits where a nose would be, glared at the two arrivals as if staring at bugs to be squashed. “Tell me, Severus, why should I not kill you both right now?” asked Voldemort coldly. “That old fool Dumbledore was Draco’s to kill, not yours! And he couldn’t even muster the courage to do even that!” “My Lord, there is a simple explanation. I knew that Draco would be unable to complete his task. He is at best a poor student, full of bravado and bluster, but when push comes to shove he is

Chapter 2: Back At Privet Drive (pg-13)
Harry was silent all the way back to Privet Drive. He found it better to stay silent since his thoughts were roiling at the moment, between Dumbledore, his friends, Ginny, and the Dursleys. Sitting next to Dudley was no help as Dudley took up most of the back seat. He shifted once and felt the locket against his leg, which just added another thought to the mental train wreck in his brain. Why did that git Snape kill Dumbledore? Dumbledore trusted Snape and was betrayed! Hermione’s right, we need to stick together, but I’m scared! I don’t want any more family to die! You prat, that’s why you’re in this car, even though you’d rather be going to the Burrow! “This will have to do you until the end of the month.” What will these people do to me next? Who is R.A.B.??? Now THAT was some kiss! “We’re here,” Vernon grunted, the first thing he said all the way home, and only then did Harry realize the car had been si

Sunday, June 12, 2009 - Wheres The Rewind Button, Eh?
Hey everyone, I decided to start writing a blog about my real life. I do have another blogging site which I also like, but I talk to a lot of people on here so I thought I might get more honest/helpful feedback. Well today has been alright. I feel better then yesterday. Uplifted a little bit I suppose you could say, though certainly not up to my usual happy bubbly self. A lot has been going on lately....all at once...since about four days ago maybe. Where's the rewind button, eh? I may be moving to Florida by the 1st of next month. I found this out two days ago, which is part of the reason I'm so down lately. I'm just frustrated with life in general. And, my best friend Josh is in the navy, well he had his seperation bored this past wed. and found out that he has to stay in the navy for four more years. We were going to room together while we went to school and we haven't seen eachother in over a year, so there goes that too. The worst thing I'm going through right n

Chapter 1: King’s Cross (pg-13)
Harry got off the train feeling the worst he had ever felt, even worse than when Sirius died. Ron and Hermione had let him be on the train, but now they approached him quietly. “Harry?” Hermione asked tentatively with a hand on his shoulder. “Are you going to be all right?” Harry savagely shook off her hand. “Not right now, Hermione, please. I need to sort this out myself, alone,” he said sadly. Ron angrily whirled him around. “Look at me, Harry!” Harry still looked down at his feet, refusing to meet his eyes. Ron looked at his best mate, seeing the dark circles under his eyes, the tear lines running down his face, and lifted Harry’s chin up to look him square in the eyes—eyes that were normally bright green but right now were more dull greenish-black and bloodshot. Ron made a mental note to ask Hermione and Ginny later about that, but continued. “We’re all feeling it, Harry, maybe not as much as you, bu

Prologue: Train Of Thoughts (pg-13)
July 16th Harry Potter sat alone in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express, lost in misery. Despite the idea of something as normal and happy as a wedding at the Burrow coming up, depression and anxiety clawed at Harry. The events of That Night all refused to leave him, of Dumbledore screaming from the Nightmare Potion in the cave, of the Dark Mark over the castle, and worst of all, the fake locket, Dumbledore’s slow-motion fall off the tower from Snape’s Killing Curse. But the worst of all was what he felt he had to do just hours ago, which was breaking up with Ginny. It broke his heart, he loved her that much. He felt like a huge part of him was missing. Hermione and Ron were elsewhere, doing their prefect duties, and Neville and Luna had decided it was best to let Harry have some space, but the absence of his friends did nothing to improve his mood; in fact, it made it worse. He felt…abandoned. Again. The locket was a heavy lump in his pocket, reminding h

Introduction
I wrote this a while back because I was dissatisifed with Deathly Hallows. I wasn't happy with the plodding pace and the lack of anything resembling ability by Harry. It seemed, frankly, that Rowling simply mailed it in on large parts of teh story, and the whole Deathly Hallows thing struck me as just lame. So I decided to change things up some and give the characters some spirit and panache. This story picks up on the Hogwarts Express, just after Dumbledore's funeral. As always, the characters are Jo Rowling's. But the story is mine. I hope you enjoy it.

My Friends
I dont do this often .....but today I have gotten 3 messages from friends worried I was angry at them and upset at how distant I have been ....so I am just going to take a moment to let you on my list know I am sorry I am not the same and not really talking I do not mean to upset any of you or give the impression I do not care or have written friendships off. I am just going through some personal stuff and when I am this emotional and twisted around I with draw into myself ....it is how I cope if I dont I am walking around crying 23 hours out of the day. no I dont want to talk about it yes I do love you all still yes I do need you all still yes I will be okay give me time please be patient with me

Fubar User Friendly...and Some F Word Links..
Sometimes you meet people on here, they come and go as so many do, and for some people, the song remains the same. This is one of my oldest friends here on Lost Cherry / Cherry Tap / Fubar. She’s recently come back , and yes, she is real. One of the nicest people you’ll ever meet, quick to help out real friends and of course , as always around here, to make new ones. She’s at level 19 right now and for those of you that need to “level up” people for whatever level you need to get to , I couldn’t think of a more deserving real Fubar friend. So with that all in mind, I give you…. Witheld Beauty@ fubar She’s very “User Friendly”….lol…please repost so that all of the dude friends on your list can make a new friend as well …and have a great week ahead al

The Parents Of 16 Childre Slain
I HAVE THE LINK TO THE ARTICLE I PUT MY STASH IF YOU WANT TO CHECK IT OUT. MY HEART WAS SO BROKEN WHEN I SAW THIS ON THE NEWS AND ONLINE. SO UNFAIR TO THEM. THEIR STORY TOUCHED MY LIFE, ABOUT THEM BEING PARENTS OF 16 CHILDREN ALSO THE CHILDREN WITH SPECIAL NEEDS. THEY WERE BLESSED WITH A GIFT TO BE PARENTS AND WE WILL ALWAYS ASK WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THIS? THE ANSWER WILL ONLY BE FOUND IN THE BLACK HEARTS OF THEIR MURDERS. I JUST PRAY THAT THE MURDERERS ARE CAUGHT, BUT ALL I CAN DO FOR THESE PEOPLE AND THEIR FAMILY IS TO WRITE A POEM, ALOHA TO THEM AND THEIR FAMILY... YOUR LIFE TOGETHER HAS BLESSED SO MANY LIVES AS YOU HELPED CHILDREN GROW WITH RUNNING STRIDES ALTHOUGH THE WORLD CALLED THEM CHALLENGED AND WEIRD YOU GAVE THE CHILDREN YOUR LOVE AND TOLD THEM THERE'S NOTHING TO BE FEARED WHEN I HEARD THAT YOU WERE TAKEN I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I MAY DO AS NOW I WRITE THESE WORDS AND SAY A LITTLE PRAYER JUST FOR YOU THE CLOUDS WERE DARKENED AS YOUR LIFE WAS TAKEN UPON THAT DREA

London Was Burning
Had such a fun time back in London for two nights doing comedy at Watford, which also gave me time to catch up with my daughter Ashley who is living in London for three weeks. She is working and writing and keeping busy. Ashley is living with a lovely woman called Sue; she owns an amazing house in Islington. So, I organised to meet her at Groucho club in Soho. Just as I arrived in Watford, Ashley called to say that the whole of Dean Street (where the Groucho is situated) was closed due to a big fire in Soho. Crap! So then we moved the meet up at Soho House which wasn’t closed even though it is also close to the fire! I was really looking forward to being with her even though we had only been apart one whole day! Poor Ashley is missing her daddy! The man who annoys the fuck out her, the man who constantly irritates her yes that man, she is distraught without him. Anyways I too am having strange reactions to my baby being away from home as everyone who knows me or

A Little News Just So U Kno Lol
i just want everyone to know for starters RL Is Numero Uno,and i have had alot going on in the past 5 days.... i AM NOT ignoring you guys, i appreciate all the fu luvins and i am glad to have friends like u all.. i havent returned luv since thursday or said thank you to anyone that has bombed me or sent me gifts and i feel bad about it.... Things have really sucked for me since Thursday night , We had a death in the family and that was horrible, always hard to deal with death!! i think we all know that ... And then the iceing on the cake friday my moms found out some reallly really bad news about her health.. so im sure u all kno i havent felt like or had time to be on fubar :-( Although it looks like i am logged in 24/7 because for some ungodly reason i cant log fubar off of my blackberry .. so it is just staying logged in all the time and i have ppl in shout thinkin i am ignoring them, and that isnt the case at all !!! i just kinda wanted u all to know the deal cus i am sure

Finding Myself
I don't care anymore if I let you down I believe that I need to be free I'm so used to my life with you around I don't know anymore....the real me And i thought i found my self today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you All these tears that I've cried You must be tired of taking care of me but Its what you do best and I'm a liar cause really its what I need And I thought that I found myself today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you Someone like you Someone like me Maybe its change that set you free Free.... And I thought that I found myself today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you And I thought that I found myself today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you

Don't Be Nervous, Little Boy....
He stands there, naked, hands behind his back, head bowed...She says nothing, but he can hear Her walking around him, looking at him, probably with contempt, other women do, and She isn't any different...She's probably thinking, just another loser to pay the rent, another pathetic little hentai who— "Don't be nervous, little boy," whispers Misaki-sama in his ear. "I-i—" he starts to stammer, tripping over what he wants to say, he always does. "You worship women," Misaki-sama says, not a question,"you are prepared to give yourself over to Me here, now, asking only for the privilege of serving, worshipping, fearing and obeying My every whim, asking only that I use, abuse and take what I want from you." "Very well," Misaki-sama, patting the slut's bare bottom. "Don't bother telling Me your name," She adds,"you no longer have one, you no longer are anything to me but a mindless piece of ass existing solely for My amusement." Firm hands press on the slut's shoulders, for

1-30
1. I constantly take pictures of myself no matter where i am or who i am with. 2. I cross my sevens and my z's 3. I used to consider myself bisexual. 4. I think the world of myself and think everyone else should do the same. 5. I am a huge goofball and nothing brings me more joy than making someone laugh, even if it's at me. 6. I watch porn. Nothing wrong with porn. 7. I have a slight infatuation with vampires. 8. I can be very shallow. 9. It takes alot to earn my trust. 10. I have never been in love. 11. I think marriage is a sham. Don't know why anyone gets married. 12. I have been married once. Never plan on making that mistake again. 13. I look at myself in any refective surface I can find and love to watch myself walk. 14. I do not fear dying. 15. I am divorced 16. I prefer Dr. Pepper over Coke. 17. I like soy. Really llike soy. 18. I was a vegan for a year and lost a lot of weight and got really sick... but I looked fierce and would do it again. 19. I am easily

To Whom It May Comcern.......
well for almost all of my 1st year here on fu I was online atleast 15 hours a day. I lived in the middle of no where & the closest city has so small there really wasnt anything to do once you got there. For the last something like 3 months fubar was the last thing I was doing when I had the time. Over that time I sorted through my entire house. Between cleaning,packing,giving things away & throwing thing away. I've moved to a much bigger city with more things to do that keeps me so busy. My moving is the best thing I could of done. Well.....over this time when I put me & my life 1st I've realized that some people who were stating to be my friends got upset because this time I was so busy making my life better that I didnt have time to come on here & help level people & give all my time to certain people. I'm real sorry but I guess it was good that it worked out this way because I hate being played. I know there are afew that knew I was gone from the computer for a logic reason & when

China Overtakes Us To Become World's Largest Auto Market
BEIJING: China has for the first time overtaken the United States as the world's largest auto market with sales of locally-made vehicles surging 17.7 per cent to 6.1 million units in the first six months this year. Sales of China's domestically made automobiles topped 1.14 million units in June, up 36.5 per cent over the figure a year earlier, the fourth month in a row surpassing the 1.1 million units mark, the China Association of Automobile Manufacturers (CAAM) said. China's vehicle sales in June rose to 1.14 million, the second-highest month to date after April's 1.15 million units, out of which passenger car sales hit a monthly record of 872,900 units, it said. Total auto sales for the first half of the year (Jan- June) rose to 6.1 million, up 17.7 per cent from a year earlier, out-pacing the US market, where passenger car sales in the same period plunged to 4.8 million amid the economic slowdown. CAAM said sales of such automobiles topped 1.14

Cant Speak
Can't speak Can't talk Can't do anything they want Can't hide Or change your mind Gonna live with all my soul Inside Can't speak Can't talk Can't stop for the reeling cause Or love I told 'em all about it Can't talk 'cause I'm already lost Can't think Can't cry Keep thinking of a suicide It's hard I just can't forget it Gonna fade 'cause I'm already dead Can't think Can't dream Don't care if I live or die Don't talk I just can't believe it Gonna fade 'cause I'm already dead Can't think I cant dream I don't believe anything I see I really don't wanna get it Gotta leave or I'll live to regret it Can't speak Can't lie Don't go anywhere to hide Can't think Can't cry Keep thinking of a suicide Can't speak Can't talk Can't do anything I want Can't hide Or change your mind Gonna live with all my soul inside Can't speak Can't talk Can't do anything I want Can't hide Or change your mind Gonna live with all my soul inside

Got My Sons For Two In Half Weeks
WOOP WOOP I GOT MY BOYS FOR THREE WEEKS Current mood: excitedCategory: Life BEFORE ANY BODY ASK ME A THING YES I HAVE MY SONS FOR THREE WEEKS ...MY HEART IS WHOLE AGAIN I HAVE MISS THEM SO MUCH...I KNOW OZZY & ZAKK ARE GOING TO MISS THERE DADDY VERY MUCH..YOU WELL BE WITH DADDY IN THREE WEEKS MY LIL ONES...IF GORDON WANTS TO CALL HE CAN..I LOVE OUR BOYS VERY MUCH THEY WHERE SO HAPPY TO SEE YESTERDAY...JUST TO SEE THERE LIL FACES WAS ALL I NEEDED THE STARS IN THERE EYES I MISS THAT SO MUCH...THANK YOU BOB FOR TAKING ME TO GET MY SONS..THANK YOU GORDON FOR LETTING THEM COME TO STAY WITH ME FOR THREE WEEKS..DAMN I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW...I KNOW I NEED SOME SLEEP BUT I CAN NOT JUS RIGHT NOW... I AM WATCHING OVER MY SONS THEY ARE SLEEPING RIGHT NOW...IS THIS A DREAM NOPE IT IS REAL AS I AM.......

Take This Quiz!
This is a quiz for people who know everything! I found out in a hurry that I didn't. These are not trick questions. They are straight questions with straight answers. 1. Name the one sport in which neither the spectators nor the participants know the score or the leader until the contest ends. 2. What famous North American landmark is constantly moving backward? 3. Of all vegetables, only two can live to produce on their own for several growing seasons. All other vegetables must be replanted every year. What are the only two perennial vegetables? 4. What fruit has its seeds on the outside? 5. In many liquor stores, you can buy pear brandy, with a real pear inside the bottle. The pear is whole and ripe, and the bottle is genuine, it hasn't been cut in any way. How did the pear get inside the bottle? 6. Only three words in standard English begin with the letters "dw" and they are all common words. Name two of them. 7. There are 14 punctuation marks in English grammar. Can you name at lea

New State Slogans
Alabama: Yes, We Have Electricity Alaska: 11,623 Eskimos Can't Be Wrong! Arizona: But It's A Dry Heat Arkansas: Literacy Ain't Everything California: By 30, Our Women Have More Plastic Than Your Honda Colorado: If You Don't Ski, Don't Bother Connecticut: Like Massachusetts, Only The Kennedy's Don't Own It Yet Delaware: We Really Do Like The Chemicals In Our Water Florida: Ask Us About Our Grandkids Georgia: We Put The "Fun" In Fundamentalist Extremism Hawaii: Haka Tiki Mou Sha'ami Leeki Toru (Death To Mainland Scum, But Leave Your Money) Idaho: More Than Just Potatoes ... Well Okay, We're Not, But The Potatoes Sure Are Real Good Illinois: Please Don't Pronounce the "S" Indiana: 2 Billion Years Tidal Wave Free Iowa: We Do Amazing Things With Corn Kansas: First Of The Rectangle States Kentucky: Five Million People; F

Rain And Fire
Rain fallsa steady percussionof hollow drops on the metal roof.Invoking a dreamy feeling,firelight dances with shadowsupon the walls in an intimate display.Pitch crackles as the fire burns hottermy hand in yours as you pull me to you,lips hovering just a whisper away.Electricity flows between usalmost visible in it's intensity.I sip the wine you pouredfeeling a heady rush, sweet and warm.Our bodies so heated from the fires that rage inside and out.Your fingers curl around mineas you lean close,settling your lips gently on mine.Hands tangling in my hair,kiss deepening,as the rain and fire sing a lulling duet.Nothing else matters.Just this moment,this kiss,you and I. Poem By Tammy C.

Embarrassing Medical Exams
1. A man comes into the ER and yells, 'My wife's going to have her baby in the cab!' I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, lifted the lady's dress, and began to take off her underwear. Suddenly, I noticed that there were several cabs -- and I was in the wrong one.Submitted by Dr. Mark MacDonald, San Antonio , TX 2. At the beginning of my shift, I placed a stethoscope on an elderly and slightly deaf female patient's anterior chest wall. 'Big breaths,' I instructed. 'Yes, they used to be,' replied the patient.Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes, Seattle , WA 3. One day I had to be the bearer of bad news when I told a wife that her husband had died of a massive myocardial infarct. Not more than five minutes later, I heard her reporting to the rest of the family that he had died of a 'massive internal fart.Submitted by Dr. Susan Steinberg 4 During a patient's two week follow-up appointment with his cardiologist, he informed me, his doctor, that he was having trouble with one of his me

Rays Of Light
ShadowsTrickle acrossVerdant fieldsPainting changing shades of darknessLike an artistWith careless hand Sun waking from afternoon's reposePeeking through the cloudsSilvering the edgesMaking its presence known in the beautiful valleywhich lay covered in dull ebonySunlight here and thereIn dappled patchesEver changingFlickeringAlmost living Rays of light caressing the meadowWith silken fingersTender like a loverPlayful like a childGently creepingAcross darkened land Shadows resistingWanting to stay and playA mad game of tagSunlight in pursuitAs shadows flitGigglingAcross fertile earth Poem By Tammy C.

False Representatives
AIGHT, SO THE MORE I THINK ABOUT THIS.....THE MORE IT PISSES ME OFF. THE DRAMA HEADZ/PPL SCARED TO GET "FIRED" FROM THEIR LOUNGES DUE TO THEIR OWNERS BEING PROMO HOGS..,,FUCK KINDA CHILDISH SHIT IS THAT? I MEAN SERIOUSLY, DOES NO ONE HERE BELIEVE IN SHARED PROMOTION? ITS A DAMN SHAME. WHEN PPL SAY THEY GOT MAD LOVE FOR A GROUP, BUT CANT EVEN SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT THEM OR THE MUSIC THEY CREATE. AND EVEN THE PPL THAT LET 1-2 PPL GET IN THE WAY OF COLLECTIVE EFFORTS. YALL PISS ME OFF MORE THAN THE SCARY PEEPS, BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND IN A WAY WHERE THEY'RE COMING FROM, BECAUSE THEY DONT WANNA LOSE WHAT THEY HAD BEFORE THEY MET UP WITH US. BUT FUCK YO!, STAND THE FUCK UP......EVERYONE FROM WORLD LEADERS, TO DJ'S REPPED WHO THEY HAD LOVE FOR, REGARDLESS OF WHOM OR WHAT WENT DOWN....THESE ARE THE TYPES OF PPL THAT SUICIDE LAB PRODUCTIONS IS LOOKING FOR....SO THOSE WHO SAY THEY GOT LOVE FOR US.....MUTHAFUCKIN SHOW DAT SHIT INSTEAD OF JUST SAYIN DAT SHIT OR GET THE STEPPIN!! -LORD ZERO, THE SHAD

Your Essence
Slipping your shirt downonto my skinI inhale your scentand close my eyesI feel you,the softness of the fabriccaressing my bare skin,so sensual.Your scent meshing with minelingering around meenveloping me in a hug that lasts all day.Wrapped in your essencewhen I can't be in your arms. Poem By Tammy C.

Lady Gaga - Love Games
Let's have some fun, this beat is sickI wanna take a ride on your disco stickLet's have some fun, this beat is sickI wanna take a ride on your disco stickI wanna kiss youBut if I do then I might miss you, babeIt's complicated and stupidGot my ass squeezed by sexy cupidGuess he wants to play, wants to playI love game, I love gameHold me and love meJust want touch you for a minuteBaby three seconds is in it for my heart to quit itLet's have some fun, this beat is sickI wanna take a ride on your disco stickDon't think too much, just bust that thickI wanna take a ride on your disco stickLet's play a love game, play a love gameDo you want love, or you want fameare you in the game?Through the love gameLet's play a love game, play a love gameDo you want love, or you want fameAre you in the game?through the love gameI'm on a mission and it involves some heavy touching, yeahYou've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yesand now I want it bad, want it badI love game, I love gameHold me

Day 2 Taste Of Buffalo
So I did try a few things today that I wanted to try. But before I get to that the crowd was insane today. I can't even begin to explain how long the line for tickets was. (don't have time to download the pictures today, plus I have to figure out the best way to post them). Before my movie I went to Danny's again and tried the Medium size Beef on Weck Soup. It was pretty good. Then it was onto something I didn't notice until I read the news on the taste of Buffalo this morning. Red Osier Has a Hot Roast Beef Sunday. It is hard to describe but wow was it tasty. It really was very good. So I left for a bit and went to see Bruno at The Market Arcade or what ever they call it now. With out giving anything away it was wild, and Funny. It wasn't as funny as I thought it might but It was still pretty good. But I the other hand it was also funnier then I thought it might be. Some times with a movie like that they show you all the funny stuff on the previews. Yes it was very

Jogged 4 Miles In The Heat
Just got back from jogging 4 miles in the heat(96 degrees). It was tough, but feels rewardig now. I smashed my bluetooth keybaord up before i left and needed to relieve some stress anyway.Time to pig out on Oreos and chocolate milk! lol.

Erepublik
For those whom are bored and looking for something new to try, join some of us over in eRepublik. Whiles its a slow start... a core group of us are a up and coming political party in the USA. Our goal: Presidency. Come help us out by making this a reality. Takes five minutes a day. and we'll be opening up a section on the forums to make this a more 'main' game of ours. http://www.erepublik.com/en/referrer/Jodoh Sign up with that plox as it will help the entire party out (as I donate the gold to the party).

Common Sence...........
DOES ANYONE FUCKING HAVE ANY ANYMORE??? I am seriously begining to wonder.Now high horses arnt my thing...... well not on purpose anyways. I know that my moral high ground differs from everyone elses to the extent of being hypocritical at times.Lessons learned from a hard lived past. I wasnt and still am not any sort of angel but for the love of god what is it with some people. Ok ok forget about how people choose to live their lives...... thats none of my concern. But cmon...... people do have the ability to know right and wrong as far as their own mouths are concerned and what to say and when to say it....... it doesnt take a genious to figure out that some things are a BAD idea to talk about. You dont tell an old jewish person that the holochost never happened, you dont tell tramatized Vet that they fought in a worthless war..... Morals are not the issue here...... everyboys are different. But dont tell me I have to tak you as you are or not at all then get mad when I dont return yo

Read Me First!!!!!!
I pretty much write and read to a predetirmened beat in my own head. Its a mood thing I'm sure. Anywho most of my shit probably wont make as much sence to you as it did me at the time since well I cant exactly share the beat without reading it aloud myself and well thats just never gonna happen so I guess all I'm saying is that I hope I dont piss alot of people off with my shit...... its really not worth it ;)

God Damn Fortune Cookies
Now I know I'm not the first person to say something like this and I wont be the last. Now usually I find it funny how un-fortunesq they really are....... BUT, tonight takes the cake. Now after eating my orange chicken and boneless spare ribs from my favorite place ( Mings) I decided to crack open the two cookies that I normally throw away because of how silly they are. And to my surprise this is what I read....."You have an ability to sence and know higher truth." WOW..... not bad right? Almost a fortune.......I mean not really but very intuitive.... Now heres where it gets fucked up. My second fortune........"Hard words break no bones, fine words butter no parsnips" .......... OK WTF IS THAT??? I thought fortune cookie ment it gave you a fortune......... not that you had to be a fortune teller to read into what these fucking things mean. Why dont they just start putting jokes in there so when people get stoned and want some chinese food they have something to entertain themselves aft

Asking Again.spotlight.
I have been craving that spotlight since I started on fu.I would loooove so much if I could get it.I can only get it on wednesday's since I am above level 25. Please! Please! If you can spare any fubucks I will be more then appreciative.Anyone who donates over 1 million will recieve one safe for work salute from me.Can I do this? I believe that with the awesome friends I have I'll be able to get spotlight.Help a girl out? If not I will have to cut off all your heads.=) J/k J/k. P.s.Brokeass thank you for being the only one to donate so far.1 million that was kind of you.Salute coming soon for you.

Heartbeat
My heart my soul my life feels blessedA feeling that I hope will last.To know you is to know a dreamThat I've always wondered what it meansOr a sunset that is so perfect and trueThese are the thoughts I think of youI walk alone on a lonley beachWith the idea that one day that will not beForever is a long and winding gateThat in the end is worth the waitDay dreaming of days of happiness and blissThese will be dreams that I will not missAfter the sunset of my closing mindI think of you behind my closing eyesForever will be worth the walk to the gateAnd in forever, true love...Will be worth the wait.

Decisions
Another Angel on their kneesReluctantly clipping off their wingsGiving up on God and faithForever lost through time and space.Malcontent towards God was not in mindThe Devil I do not seek to findThis path was decided long agoThis path that I must walk aloneTo suffer for those who could not atone For those who could not suffer aloneFor those distraught and ravaged by painFor those who selfishly suffered in vainConfused by this senseless actGod had no choice but to reactTo find out why an Angel was lostTo understand why and at what costMy child why have you forsaken me?Why did you decided to leave?The kingdom of Heaven is not easily gainedSo, on this earth you shall forever remainNow the Angel begins to sayAs peaceful as a summers dayWithout concern upon his heartThese words from his mouth begin to dartIn Heaven I could not idly standWatching those I care for across this landSuffer and fret through life aloneFor those things in life they can not atoneMisery will now be the life I leadHap

Seeing Through Closed Eyes
The sun is setting behind my closing eyes. I stared into a mirror and overlooked the life which wasnt meant to be. Broken, the mirror falls to the floor. On my knees I recall the events of my life, one by one in the individual shards of glass. While staring into those reflections with great joy, happiness, pain and sorrow flowing through my eyes I realize that a life separated is no longer a life. With my warmth flowing down my hands onto the floor covering the life left behind, I understand that that bad can not be seperated from the good in your life. Cluttering the shards into a disorganized pile to be discarded like so much else viewed invaluableunwanted. Staring at the life left in disarray on the floor, the reflections fadeas the sun setsbehind my closed eyes.

Fear
Sitting here wondering, what life is all about. When is this ride over? When did it ever start? What starts off as daydreams, quickly tunr to nightmares. Tormented by my past and terrified of my future..... But then again, who really cares?

Up And At Um
Hot ashes smoldering in the fire. Cold sand sifting between my toes.The smell of stale beer and left over hotdogs still float in the air. And the sun creeping from behind me over the treeline shining across the glassy lake as I watch the ducks sneakily creep around looking for handouts......... I love mornings on the beach.

Day Dream
Falling trees with hanging leaves fluttering in my mind. A simple life with simple times hiding behind the times.Soul searching and blood thirsting socioty seems to thrive. Full of agravation and frustration with the world as it needs to be.I do not need or want any of lifes hypocricysI will stand alone, if I must, upon my mountain top.Blissfully watching "life" pass me by looking off my giant rock. And all this useless and needless drama will finally come to a stop.Happy to be, to see, to love, to laugh, bring back the beauty that lifes ment to be. Will it be done? Can it be done? I guess we'll just have to wait and see!Don't let the world get ya down. Lead by example or dont complain. My small and insignificant words of wisdom to anyone who cares to hear them. Find something you love and hold on to it. A person, a hobby, and idea or even a dream. Be true to yourself.Peace to allNick

Promises
Hate your life, hate the world, I promise I'll never tell. Speak your heart, speak your mind, or I promise you'll hate yourself. Love your husband, love your wife, I promise you only have to try. Play with your children, show them you love them, I promise its worth the time. Follow your path, be true to yourself, or I promise you'll want to cry.Forgive your enemys, forget your hate, I promise you'll enjoy the sigh Be your best, love your family and friends, and I promise you'll never die.

Today Is A Day,
So over the past week I have gone from thinking my daughter is leaving and may never return(still possible) and my mother having a heart-attack.Moms has since checked out of the hospital with a clean bill of hearthealth.Turns out a pinched nerve can make scholars of over 8 years think someone is having a heart-attack.Dont get me wrong,they know more than I and I am THANKFUL for their help,but come on.This isnt "House".I dont want a fucking dramatic series of events.I want my mother to come home ALIVE and WELL.I have only been in the mechanics field for a year and can diagnose(sp?) a problem better than that.8 FUCKING YEARS it takes to be a doctor.Come on wake up people.Healthcare isnt free for her and they are not gonna foot the bill for that shit.But she is good and I am happy.I would have really lost it if she hadnt been ok.I am a MOMMAS BOY! I love her.She is my rock.She has ALWAYS made sure I was doing good,even if it affected her situation.That is what mothers do.Which is one reas

Minds Song
No rest for the wicked, no tears for the weak. No time for myself, and no time for sleep. Can't describe my feelings, everything feels so bleak. I get lost in my own thoughts, and my heart feels so weak. But my mind is sharp and my friends keep me strong.This feeling of dread, never stays long.I will continue to laugh, to love and to live.Always try my best, and give all I can give.Try to live for the moment, reguardless of the day.And forget about tomorrow, its still a day away.I dream every night, to find the peace in my soul.To live for the now, its my ultimate goal.

Questioning
A memory... A glitch in the brain to keep you grounded to the real life around you. Afterall, what purpose could holding on to something like a harsh word, a hard day, a heart broken or the loss of a loved one? Are the good times you keep worth the bad ones that you revere.......A heart can only handle only so muchEvery memory you keep takes a piece with itIs it worth to save the fleeting moments in timeIs it worth the pain, the hurt and the sorrow To remember things you wish to forgetTo feel the love that you use to haveThe voices that echo That familier scentTo feel a touch when noone is aroundLove is fleeting, but loss is worth rememberingYou carry your dreams on a string in your pocketBut a broken heart is worn on your sleeveWho makes the rules of the blackened mindpoisioning the heart and soulOr Does remembering the badJust make the good that much sweeter?Perhaps its the one learning tool man has yet to masterAn inigmaPerhapsThe sweet sarchasim of your cluttered mindForever regr

Richeous
Richeous in the rainA needle for the painFeeling like the markA scared child in the dark Bring light into the world Make yourself shine Remember who you are And who you want to beForever isnt foreverJust a happy thoughtA jesture for the futureBut today can not be lost

Words On The Brain
*Sitting my mind shiftingDreaming my body drifting* Like the proud Oak in the woodsDead but standing strongMy body growing tiredMy will is staying strongComfort me and care for meBut coddle me notA friend for me, and my heart to theeDon't let this moment be forgotCary on and strive for allYour world is all you've gotYour your own brothers keeperBecause you'll never be weakerThen you are when you need it the mostFall back on yourselfBe open and trueTake advantage of your friendsThey want to be there for youMy thoughts are at randomMy mind is a blurBut one thing I knowAnd one thing stays trueI have love in my heart..... and I have it for you!

Hello Sub
So my good friend pimped me out and I got this little gem in a PM. Where do these guys come from? I mean seriously? Of course if anyone is interested let me know I'll SB you the contact info. Cause I think I'll pass. hi...is your submissive behaviour as good as your outer appearance? i message you, because i have seen you while i was roaming arround the profiles...i am looking for an online-sub. when you are interested in bdsm related chats, cam-to-cam chats, tasks, exercises and when you would like to know more, just send me a message. it would be really nice to talk with you about this...have you ever thought about serving someone? to serve someone mentally or sexually... to take care about somebodys needsto talk with me about mental or sexual desires... to act as submissive for me. a dominant who tells you what to do, how to react and that takes care of your submissive needs if you have some?to please me mentally or sexually... to act as submissive on command... to know how it is

Desolate Resentment
For far too long I believed in something that was doomed to perish. I have overstepped my boundaries into the gates of pure untamed happiness. A place where most insist I do not deserve nor do I belong. For a good while many were happy to see me in such a place where others sought out to destroy my membership within this realm of constant smiles and giggles. Shortly there after constant parties formed a mutiny to rid me of any happiness creating a pure demon of desolate resentment and destruction. No more am I to be complimented on the beauty of my happiness and will but doomed to a life of constant berating by those who fall in the path of jealousy for what I had. They have taken everything and here I am left with nothing and completely alone.

My Fault!!!
To You It Shall Always Be My Fault. You Stay Out Until 2... Thats My Fault. You Get Into Trouble... My Fault. You Get Sick..... Thats My Fault. You Have No Money, No Friends And No Life ALL MY FAULT!!!!! You Have A Bad Day.... All On Me... I'm The Reason You Are Unhappy. Im The Reason You Yell. Im The Reason You Break Things. Im The Reason???? Then Leave... Just Go! I Wont Stop You! I Never Have! I Say Go You Stupid Ass! It's My Fault You Lost It? It's My Fault I Hurt? It's My Fault????? GO.... GO .....GO Im Begging Just Leave! Stay Away.... Don't Show Up One Day, With The I'm Sorry Baby, I Dont Care Anymore! Im Not The Problem You Fuck, Just Leave Me Alone, Straighten Your Shit Out, 23 New Charges... Guess Those Are My Fault Too? Fuck Off You Stupid Shit. I Have Better Things To Do. Rott There Im Not Bailing Your Ass Out. Guess What It Aint My Fault!!!!!

Love Letter
i have always thought that love letters are the best way to express how we feel about each other. when speaking we tend to hold back. when writing its all laid out. i love to read love letters from ages ago and see how they would express themselves. this is one of my faves. i hope that youre inspired. Sullivan Ballou wrote to his wife Sarah just one week before he and 27 of his close comrades and 4000 Americans in all would die in the battle at "First Manassas". July the 14th, 1861 Washington D.C. My very dear Sarah: The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days -- perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more. Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure -- and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine 0 God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no

Motorcycle Riding And Sexuality
alright...how many of you all out there are motorcycle riders, or even passengers? Then you know of some of the most hilarious shit that we riders do out there-- for instance-- as with anything, you can find a sexual connection, IF your mind is dirty enough. For example, motorcycles have always had a subliminal connection with eroticism for example: 1. when motorcyclists take corners, we, "roll our hips and get low" 2. when we are traveling at a high rate of speed, we are "comin' in hot, fast, and heavy" 3. Front wheel "stoppies" are just like rough sex, "face to the ground, ass in the air" 4. and the last thing that binds motorcycle riding with sex.."the vibration you feel will cause your rods to tighten and lubrication to flow free, and get your engines hummin"

What Do You Think Of This Dream?
I am making myself get up out of bed to type this one out... I have had quite a lot of strange and epic dreams lately about people I know that have been providing me strange insight into what is going on behind the scenes in their lives. So last night (or this morning, as I fell asleep around maybe 6am?) I decided to start recording my dreams again in some type of way whether recording them in a book or on a tape and keeping a way to record these dreams beside me or near me in some way that would/will be easy to convince myself to get up and write these ideas down. Somewhat recently I received an email from some stranger who says he goes by the handle of “seerinc” on many of the sites he has run across me on. This name seems vaguely familiar but I can't think of what specific instances I may have actually spoke to him in. He goes onto say he has some what of a psychic ability and had a strange dream about me and my grandmother and was warning me to cherish my time w

Poem #1
I loved you like no onethere was nothing that i wouldnt do for the sake of "us"over hundreds of miles there were lies and secretsWe came together in an explosion of confusion and betrayalThere was a battle within you I took you in and sheltered you, i gave you all of meThere are times i look back now and think how could i still be so naive?drugs and sex consumed you and you shut me out. I knew your heart i couldnt win.This was written for my friend brandy.

Poem #2
The stars shown like fairy dust in the cloudless moonlit sky.moonbeams gazed down on ivory sand.a warm sticky mid august breeze brought a hint of freesia and honeysucklea girl reminicent of aphrodite exits a tent like cabana with long beaded curtainsfollowed by violet butterflies.her round face and cherry red lips were just visible in the light of the full moon shining on crashing waves.The sand warm under her feetin the distance a soft lullaby played on a violinthe girl a little more plump than she would have likewith dark brown hair, large eyes, and pale skinwas not beautiful or even pretty in the usual sensebut there was something that made you take notice.a mystical air if you will.her bare skin shines like sliver as she braces herself.she walks slowly toward the warm dark water her destinythis is what she has left, all she has leftshe embraces itit is her fate to become one with the ocean.

You Are Leaving Because I Want You To.
You are leaving because I want you to, the moment I want I can stop you. I know that you need me, so it doesn’t matter what you will is, I still own you. I want you to go to other worlds and I want you to meet other people, I want other lips to kiss you so that you may compare me forever. If on your trip you shall find a love that understands you and you feel that he loves you more than anyone, then I will turn around and I will disappear witn the sun when the dusk dyes.

A Beautiful Mess
You've got the best of both worlds You're the kind of girl who can take down a man, And lift him back up again You are strong but you're needy, Humble but you're greedy And based on your body language, And shoddy cursive I've been reading Your style is quite selective, though your mind is rather reckless Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is Hey, what a beautiful mess this is It's like picking up trash in dresses Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write Kind of turn themselves into knives And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear 'Cause here we are, here we are Although you were biased I love your advice Your comebacks they're quick And probably have to do with your insecurities There's no shame in being crazy, Depen

Lucky
Do you hear me, I'm talking to you Across the water across the deep blue ocean Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying Boy I hear you in my dreams I feel your whisper across the sea I keep you with me in my heart You make it easier when life gets hard I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh They don't know how long it takes Waiting for a love like this Every time

Slow Dance
Pardon me for saying, I was afraid she never gave me the time of day If love is a slow dance, i just hope for one chance I hope time could stop, its hard for me to breath She's really walking over here to me What should i say? What should i do? Don't let this end now Slow this dance down I could stay here all night... Forever [2x] This is not my strongest point that she knows She pardons me for stepping on her toes I heard she's a pageant queen So what's she doing dancing with me? I hope time could stop, its hard for me to breath She's really falling in love with me What should i say? What should i do? Don't let this end now Slow this dance down I could stay here all night... Forever [2x] Dance with me forever... Teach me every step, every tip and every turn Your arms around my neck you make want to learn.. I'm only getting better Don't let this end now Slow this dance down I could stay here all night... Forever Don't let this end now [2x] Slow Dance A Slow Dance

Built For Sin
There's a train leaving town if u hurry up i think u just might make it Damn it i hope u make it Conscience is a faint, unpleasent sound, You've worried enough, here's your chance now take it Damn it A heart attack is sleeping in your chest, waiting until the timing's best So make a move, while you're still breathing Say so long to innocence From underneath the evidence You taste like Heave, but God knows you're built for sin There's a lie, for every truth, If you take these pills, I think you just might make it Dammit I hope you make it When you were mine, was I for you, Just one cheap thrill just to help you make it Dammit I hope you didn't fake it Hypocrisy has really aged you well The white on your nose is your secret to tell So you should speak, while they're still listening Say so long to innocence From underneath the evidence You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin You can scream out loud But your panic falls on deaf ears This is where you've brought yoursel

Just Sayin
so im just writing this to tell you about what this blog is about. i love lots of music and the thing that means the most to me with music are the lyrics. i love to share them with people it makes me feel like i might be helping someone. you never know if something so small can change a persons whole perspective or whatever. anyway i hope you enjoy reading the lyrics rate comment do what you do. thanks for the takin the time to read this xoxoxox kellie

Poem #3
She can smell the leaves turning golden and redShe walks and walks down lonely dirt pathsThis is her time.She sees squirrels hurrying to gather food.There are baskets of apples and harvest food on neighbors porches.Family and friends from long ago come to mind.The crispness of the new england air clears her head and covers her in cinnamon warmth.Everything in nature is preparing for winterAutumn is when things change and die but are reborn into something better and moremajestic.In this she sees herself.She wants to be new and full of potential like soon to come spring days.

Idk I Feel Like This Sometimes
have you ever had a feeling that you couldnt really explain. not scared or mad or happy but something else. like in your stomach is like a big ball of emotion and it just makes you want to cry? thats how i feel right now. i cant explain why. the smallest things hurt my feelings now. it doesnt matter who it is or anything i feel like crying all the time. im sad. and the worst part is. i honestly think that no one really cares. my friends see me as having fun and laughing but i think they cant handle this side of me or maybe they really just dont care if im unhappy. i hate my life the spot that im in right now. people think that its so easy being so carefree but actually i worry about so much. im always thinkin about things that happened so long ago and if i did something differently would it be different would i be different. life is strange. the things that come back to you. i cant remember alot of the good things but all the bad are right there lingering in my memory. and i know that

Child Rape
So i have been thinkin about something lately and i want as much input as possible please. one of my friends went through something and it made me think. why are sex offenders able to go to jail and get off so easy. they do some of the worst things. i personally think that killing someone is better than hurting a child and having them go through their whole like knowing about it and having to live with it. can you imagine? i cant. so i was looking at some stuff and thinking some of these people have had mutiple offenses and are not in jail. why? why arent laws on child molestation and child rape or indecent assualt on children more strict? god forbid someone download music illegally or something harmless like that they get a huge fine and like 10 years in prison. but a sex offender might now this is a big might get 10 years in prison. and the ones that dont when they get out they dont even register its crazy the laws for that arent even inforced and its insane. someone if you can pleas

Nickelback - This Is How You Remind Me (dedicated To All My Ex's)
Never made it as a wise manI couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing’Tired of living’ like a blind manI'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling’And this is how you remind meThis is how you remind me of what I really amThis is how you remind me of what I really amIt's not like you to say sorryI was waiting on a different storyThis time I'm mistakenFor handing you a heart worth breaking’And I've been wrong, I've been downBeen to the bottom of every bottleThese five words in my headScream, "Are we having fun yet?"ya, ya, ya, no noYa,ya, ya, no noIt's not like you didn't know thatI said I love you and I swear I still doAnd it must have been so badCause living with me must have damn near killed youAnd this is how you remind me of what I really amThis is how you remind me of what I really amIt's not like you to say sorryI was waiting on a different storyThis time I'm mistakenFor handing you a heart worth breakingAnd I've been wrong, I've been downbeen to the bottom

Nickelback - Feelin' Way Too Damn Good
This is how I feel. I missed you so muchThat I begged you to fly and see meYou must've broke downCoz you finally said that wouldBut now that you're hereI just feel like I'm constantly dreamingCoz something's gotta go wrongCoz I'm feelin' way to damn goodFor 48 hours I don't think that we left my hotel roomShould show you the sightsCoz I'm sure that I said that I wouldWe gotta make love just one last time in the showerWell something's gotta go wrongCoz I'm feelin' way to damn goodAnd it's like, every time I turn aroundI fall in love and find my heart face down andWhere it lands is where it shouldThis time it's likeThe two of us should probably start to fightCoz something's gotta go wrongCoz I'm feeling way to dam good, ohFeelin' way too damn goodSometimes I think best if left in the memoryIt's better kept inside than left for goodLookin' back each time they tried to tell meWell something's gotta go wrongCoz I'm feelin' way too damn goodAnd it's like, every time I turn aroundI fall in l

I Miss You
I WOKE THIS MORING FEELING LIKE SHIT I MISS THE FREANDSHIP WE MADE I MISS PLAYING GAMES WITH YOU I MISS THE WAY YOU SMILE FOR ME IF I CAN TURN BACK TIME I LOVE TO BE YOUR FREAND AGAIN BUT FOR NOW I WILL DO WITH OUT YOU BUT ALLWAY IN MY DREAMS I MISS YOU THIS GO OUT TO A GOOD FREAND MY MINE

May
Time slips by with no malice; it only must. And yet here I sit wishing for better days. And without love she stares on with no disgust. I lay her and think of our love last May. Why ask do I wish for such small things. You ask a riddle of the ages. I have searched the world for rings and wings. And not even Mages, could bring my happiness from the grave.

Current Events
Stocks and bombs fall together, both turn into sand. In a horrid spin forever, we give unto demand. Only in our strength we weather, fixed to where we stand. Only worse yet never better, viewing all at hand. To the world just a debtor, they our merry band. Pursuing on a lost endeavor, over foreign land.

Playlist Quiz Time
Today's playlist quiz! I know I promised this MONTHS ago, but I get distracted easily!! Anyhow, this time I gave you the first letters of every word in the title and the band name -- SO DON'T FORGET TO GUESS ON BOTH!! Have a great time. The name of this playlist - "Music To Thump Yer Ass To" Y_ L_ [I n_ a D_ W_] by P_ F_ Will some cold woman in this desert landMake me feel like a real man?Take this rock and roll refugee B_ B_ by L_ S_ Well, she's shakin' that thing (Bam-ba-Lam) Boy, she makes me sing (Bam-ba-Lam) W_ P_ by The A_ B_ I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool R_ C_ by M_ PULL UP YOUR PANTSSTEP OUT, TAKE A CHANCE H_ M_ by S_ H_ Tight pants and lipstick She's riding on razor's edge She holds her own against the boys Cuts through the crowd just like a wedge E_ W_ Yo_ by B_ S_ You crave attention--you can never say "no"Throw your affections anyway t

I Need To Party
Ok so I'm gonna have a party, Rain or Shine, SO If your in Maine, Coming to Maine, or close enough to Maine to travel, send me a message and let me know if your interested in coming, I don't know the date just yet but I will let you know

Untitled.
It's not every day a person helps someone out. There was a time when people actually did give a fuck, where they would do anything to help a person out from the bottom of their heart. Not too many could consider themselves that fortunate to have such pleasantries in life. Then again, with time, everything does have to change before it balances itself out. Donald had been one of the more fortunate ones on this day, when he had stumbled across what he considered to be a guardian angel. The epiphany of it all- He never believed in them until the near- fateful day. Perhaps it was fate that had smiled down on him, perhaps it had been , by chance, some sort of miracle that this person helped him save his own life- or perhaps it was just some coincedence this person happened to be walking by when it happened. At age 24, Donald had a very broken heart. The downpours of life hit him hard like a hailstorm, ever raging it's plunderous evil upon one's head and shoulders. The day lay expired, b

This Was Written By A Soldier In Iraq
THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A SOLDIER IN IRAQ - I AGREE!!!. Okay, I need to rant. I was just watching the news, and I caught part of a report on MichaelJackson. As we all know, Jackson died the other day. He was anentertainer who performed for decades. He made millions, he spentmillions, and he did a lot of things that make him a villian to manypeople. I understand that his death would affect a lot of people, andI respect those people who mourn his death, but that isn't the pointof my rant. Why is it that when ONE man dies, the whole of America loses theirminds with grief. When a man dies whose only contribution to thecountry was to ENTERTAIN people, the Amercian people find the need toflock to a memorial in Hollywood, and even Congress sees the need tohold a "moment of silence" for his passing? Am I missing something here? ONE man dies, and all of a sudden he's afreaking martyr because he entertained us for a few decades? Whatabout all those SOLDIERS who have died to give us freedom? All

Letting Go
It is our holding on that leaves us stuck in a rut of victimization - feeling all alone, isolated and constantly on the defensive. Letting go is a choice we make on our own behalf. We choose to let go into life, into a natural world that welcomes us, into our own true nature. It can be frightening to let go of the familiar. So we don't have to let go all at once. We can let go little by little, one day at a time. Today we may choose to let go enough to smell the beauty of a rose. Or perhaps we may ask for a hug from someone who genuinely cares for us and respects our boundaries. The more open-handed we become, the more open our hearts are to receive life's gifts. I open my heart to receive. T. Thomas Surviving with Serenity

With This Knife
I let myself fall into a lie I let my walls come down I let myself smile and feel alive I let my walls come down no matter how I try I don't know why you push so far away you wrapped your hands tight around my heart you squeezed it full of pain with this knife I'll cut out the part of me the part that cares for you with this knife I'll cut out the heart of me the heart that cares for you I can't believe the way you took me down I never saw the pain coming in a million broken miles like poison FOR my veins with this knife I'll cut out the part of me the part that cares for you with this knife I'll cut out the heart of me the heart that cares for you with this knife I'll cut out the part of me the part that cares for you with this knife I'll cut out the heart of me the heart that cares for you the hate and the fear the nightmares that wake me up in tears the nightmares and the hate and the fear the nightmares that wake me up in tears the nightmares and the hate and the fear t

90 Day Plan...
30 Days: End of July 2009 -July 20th, 2009: Have completed my five training calls and become completely confident in my ability to recognize when someone (a prospect) is a good match to be added to the system and join my team. -July 31st, 2009: Have connected enough people to the system that I have sent you (Becky Ringler) 1,495.00 dollars to purchase my personal copy of beyond freedom. 60 Days: End of August 2009 -August 31st, 2009 Have my rent of 525.00 dollars per month paid ahead of time for the months of September, October, November, and December totaling 2,100.00 dollars. -Have the money to purchase my tickets to any team events, Super Saturdays, or Conferences from this point forward. After this day nothing will prevent me from attending any Liberty League International gathering. -Have in a savings account 8,400.00 dollars on the way to my ultimate goal of 25,000.00 dollars by the end of December 2009 for a month long trip to India with my favorite person at the time.

Just Wondering...
Have you ever met someone that from the very first moment you saw them, they completely took your breath away? That when they talked to you, it felt as if your tounge became stiff, mouth became dry, heart began to race, thoughts jumbled, and your stomach felt as if there was an enormous amount of butterflies fluttering around inside? Has anyone ever gotten through to you so clearly that they seem to be the only one you can think of? And it gets so bad that you can't stand to be away from them too long without any form of touch or communication? Do you know how it feels to have that one person that could always make you smile and laugh or even cry if only out of pure joy? Can you recall ever having cared for someone so much that the mere mention of their name purges you of every single negative feeling and brings an upbeat clarity to your day? So much so that you can't help but just start randomly speaking fondly of them just so your day can be filled with their memory? Have you ever ha

Disgusting Factoids About Me
I have had a week before showers I pick my toenails, then they lay around the house Sometimes I pick at my nails, then my finger bleeds like crazy, and I drip the blood all over as a joke Once I smeared blood on my face like war paint in the shower I pee in the shower

Is This Love?
Is this Love? There is a burning in my soulOnly he can quenchFear makes my body trembleOnly his voice can sootheWill he love me or use me?|Caress me or abuse me? My heart burns inside meHis voice reverberates in my mindI dream of his kissI crave his caressMy knees trembleWhen he is nearCan this be love?

My Horoscope Of The Day
You may be feeling just fine, Pisces, but there seems to be trouble brewing on the domestic front. Even with that, you have very nice relationship energy, with lots of trust and respect involved. If you are not in a relationship, you will not be in the single condition for long. It looks like you will be discussing money issues with someone else, such as a business consultant, accountant, financial adviser and so on. Try to follow their advice strictly for at least the next 40 days. Post Horoscope To Profile Hide Your Love Horoscope It is best, Pisces, that you stop obsessing about matters of the heart and focus on the things in life that bring you your true joy. You may find that your closest friends will be your biggest resources right now while you get through this little gray period. If you are attached, the issue that has been on the table for this long will need to be dealt with, but today is a day where you can let it sit a little longer. Single? To say you are going abo

My Lady
My lady's presence makes the roses red,Because to see her lips they blush for shame.The lily's leaves, for envy, pale became,And her white hands in them this envy bred.The marigold the leaves abroad doth spread,Because the sun's and her power is the same.The violet of purple colour came.Dyed in the blood she made my heart to shed.In brief: all flowers from her their virtue take;From her sweet breath their sweet smells do proceed;The living heat which her eyebeams doth make

A Red Rose
O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my luve, Though it were ten thousand mile