Fubar Blog Posts 2

Too Funny
A married couple was in a terrible accident where the man's face was severely burned. The doctor told the husband that they couldn't graft any skin from his body because he was too skinny. So the wife offered to donate some of her own skin. However, the only skin on her body that the doctor felt was suitable would have to come from her buttocks. The husband and wife agreed that they would tell no one about where the Skin came from, and they requested that the doctor also honor their secret. After all, this was a very delicate matter. After the surgery was completed, everyone was astounded at the man's new face. He looked more handsome than he ever had before! All his friends and relatives just went on and on about his youthful beauty! One day, he was alone with his wife, and he was overcome with emotion at her sacrifice. He said, "Dear, I just want to thank you for everything you did for me. How can I possibly repay you?" "My darling," she replied, "I get all the thanks

Too Fat For Sex
So there is somebody new in my life... well, it's actually a blast from the past. He was the first man to ever propose to me and NOT get laughed at. I was 19 when I met him and still had a lot of growing up to do. I hurt him pretty badly back in the day and he just comes back in to my life and FORGIVES me. Like it never even happened. I am amazed. Well, he has plans and dreams for the future. For it to be our future. He doesn't want to take our relationship to a sexual level until marriage. ~argh~ we've already been together sexually... like over 6 years ago. Tonight while we were kissing things got a little hotter than they should have and he suggested chocolate to soothe the ruffled urges... I love chocolate but it is no substitute for sex. I tried it though. At this rate, by the time I'll get to have sex I'll be too fat to enjoy it.

Too Funny Not To Share.
Robin: i thought u meant... RUN... i was like, my fat ass is NOT runnin w/ ya Chastine: lol I cant even walk briskly wtf are you talking about. Robin: hmmm Robin: lmao Chastine: You would have to hook me up to 50 cc's of Hostess just so I could recover Robin: LMAO Robin: 50 cc's of hostess?!?!? lmao thats fuckin great

Too Funny
A cowboy walks into a bar, and two steps in he realizes it's a gay bar. "What the heck," he says to himself, "I really want a drink." When the gay waiter approaches, he says to the cowboy, "What's the name of your willy?" The cowboy says, "Look, I'm not into any of that. All I want is a drink. "The gay waiter says, "I'm sorry but I can't serve you until you tell me the name of your willy. Mine for instance is called NIKE, for the slogan, 'Just Do It.' that guy down at the end of the bar calls his SNICKERS, because 'It really Satisfies.' " The cowboy looks dumbfounded, so the bartender tells him he will give him a second to think it over. So the cowboy asks the man sitting to his left who is sipping on a beer, "Hey bud, what's the name of yours?" The man looks back and says with a smile, "TIMEX." The thirsty cowboy asks, "Why Timex?" the fella proudly replies,"Cause it takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin!'" A little shaken, the cowboy turns to the two fella's on his right who j

Too Funny!
Ladies, you gotta read this!!! too funny!!!! guys, this might give you some insight....go out, stay away, don't piss em off or you might end up grilled in the George foreman...pass along to your gal pals....they'll understand. :) This is an actual letter from an Austin woman sent to American company Proctor and Gamble, regarding their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph. It's PC Magazine's 2007 editors' choice for best webmail-award-winning letter. Dear Mr. Thatcher, I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that max

Too Funny Lol
It's time again for the annual "Stella Awards"! For those unfamiliar with these awards, they are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled hot coffee on herself and successfully sued the McDonald's in New Mexico where she purchased the coffee. You remember, she took the lid off the coffee and put it between her knees while she was driving. Who would ever think one could get burned doing that, right? That's right; these are awards for the most outlandish lawsuits and verdicts in the U.S . You know, the kinds of cases that make you scratch your head. So keep your head scratcher handy......Debbie Here are the Stellas for the past year: 7TH PLACE : Kathleen Robertson of Austin , Texas was awarded 80,000 by a jury of her peers after breaking her ankle tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store. The store owners were understandably surprised by the verdict, considering the running toddler was her own son. 6TH PLACE : Carl Truman, 19,

Too Freakin Funny!!!!!
A woman takes a lover home during the day while her husband is at work. Her 9 year old son comes home unexpectedly, sees them, and hides in the bedroom cupboard to watch. Just after getting into bed the woman's husband also comes home. She puts her lover in the cupboard, not realising that the little boy is in there already. After a little while the little boy says, 'Dark in here.' The man, who obviously got a real fright not expecting to hear anything - let alone from a little boy, says 'Yes, it is.' Boy - 'I have a football.' Man - 'That's nice.' Boy - 'Want to buy it?' Man - 'No, thanks.' Boy - 'My dad's outside.' Man - 'OK, how much?' Boy - '£250' In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in the cupboard together. Boy - 'Dark in here.' Man - 'Yes, it is.' Boy - 'I have football boots.' The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, 'Ok how much this time ?' Boy - '£350' Man - 'Sold.' A few

Too Funny
so i just accidentally stumbled across this. it was published in Hit Parader back in 2006. its their list of the 100 greatest metal vocalists of all time. im not gonna point out the stupidity of the list except to point out #s 15, 60 and 64. other than those, ill let it speak for itself: 01. Robert Plant 02. Rob Halford 03. Steven Tyler 04. Chris Cornell 05. Bon Scott 06. Freddie Mercury 07. Bruce Dickinson 08. Ozzy Osbourne 09. Paul Rodgers 10. Ronnie James Dio 11. Axl Rose 12. Sammy Hagar 13. Geddy Lee 14. Geoff Tate 15. Mick Jagger 16. Jonathan Davis 17. Roger Daltrey 18. Paul Stanley 19. David Lee Roth 20. Kurt Cobain 21. Maynard James Keenan 22. Klaus Meine 23. Eddie Vedder 24. James Hetfield 25. Trent Reznor 26. Serj Tankian 27. Layne Staley 28. Steve Perry 29. Gene Simmons 30. Joe Elliott 31. Jon Bon Jovi 32. Alice Cooper 33. Vince Neil 34. Steve Marriott 35. Lajon Witherspoon 36. Sebastian Bach 37. Philip Anselmo 38. Zack De La Rocha 39.

Too Funny
A woman was helping her husband set up his computer, and at the appropriate point in the process, she told him that he would now need to enter a password. Something he could remember easily and will use each time he has to log on. The husband was in a rather amorous mood and figured he would try for the shock effect to bring this to his wife's attention. So when the computer asked him to enter his password, he made it plainly obvious to his wife that he was keying in.... P... E... N... I... S... His wife fell off her chair laughing when the computer replied: ***PASSWORD REJECTED. NOT LONG ENOUGH***

Too Funny
So I'm talking to Ruby who btw is 121k from FuKing... Ruby Cairo ETid, LP, FuGF of Persia@ fubar ....about yesterday's show, that i went to with Chris. Anyway she got a giggle when I told her how I was intimidated into getting on my kness by this man: Alex of Atreyu.

Too Far Away
He, the man She silently yearns He, a love She quietly desires Too faraway Her emotions Has no place to settle Alone, she lays, Her mind, Slips into sadness Her heart Wandered into loneliness He, the man She dreams He, the one Her heart pains for Too faraway Alone,forever The curse of a love

Too Far?
Maybe she was just joking around as someone has told me. Thing is, I don't know her. If you're gonna be so rude to a stranger, you may want to make it seem more like you are joking and not being a rude ass points whore. Maybe I took things too far. But I got to thinking about it... If I was homeless and Bill Gates came up and gave me 10 bucks to get something to eat... would I expect him to just brush it off and walk away if I said something like, "You're a billionare... all you're gonna give me is 10 dollars??" Even his scrawny little ass would kick me in balls and take his 10 dollars back too. Let's face it. If we all rated some of these people the way we really wanted to based on how they looked or how they acted, most of us would probably be running around with 7's or 8's for their main score on their profile. Everyone that's been on here long enough knows you give 10's. Not because that person deserves it, but because it's a respect thing. 11's are by choice. I give m

Too Funny
->davidf: roflmfao davidf: what ever big tit bitch ->davidf: read the convo..you'll see davidf: and i am laughing how is that makeing me whiny davidf: I'm over here laughing--that's not being whiny davidf: what like u ->davidf: you know you sound like a whiny bitch, right? davidf: nope i still wouldnt want to see them now even if u wanted to show them ->davidf: you did about 15 mins ago & the only reason you dont want to now is cuz I said no davidf: who said i wanted to see them now ->davidf: I thought saying no to not showing my boobs made perfect sense davidf: ur right just like u bitches dont make any sence ->davidf: ok that makes absolutely no sense davidf: yeap acting my age like u bitches Ok, so he WAS on my friends list till he asked to see my boobs (because of my status about Porch.) And his status reads: Not talking 2 u anymore. lmaoooo

Too Fast
This new error is just annoying and beyond frustrating. I don't get even the why it's come into place. Why worry about slowing down how fast people rate? Why not focus more on the people using script programs to cheat? It's just very annoying when you're trying to rate all of a friend's pics. Yes I understand you can just click through the "rating too fast, sorry ignored" error BUT then you have to click back to the pic that was ignored. Then you have to hope and pray you don't get that error AGAIN. There are times I've had to try and rate a pic FOUR times for it to not give me that error. I've sat there and let the entire page load, I've slowly moved the cursor to click and still get the error. I've tried all sorts of things. Clicking the next picture box instead of clicking the pic itself to go to the next pic. Still get the error a lot. There are brief times it will seem to work almost like it used to. I can rate 20-40 pics without that error. And then suddenly

Too Funny Not To Share.
A first grade girl handed in the drawing below for a homework assignment. After it was graded and the child brought it home, she returned to school the next day with the following note: Dear Ms. Davis, I want to be very clear on my child's illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This photo is of me selling a shovel. Mrs. Harrington

Too Funny
*laughs until she hurts* OKAY. My friend, who is slightly of kilter much like me, just asked me a very interesting question. Please, if you have an answer, leave it in a comment. If a pair of Siamese twins is making out, is it incest or self-gratification?

Too Funny!!!!
Now that Vancouver has won the chance to host the 2010 Winter Olympics, these are some questions people from all over the world are asking. Believe it or not these questions about Canada were posted on an International Tourism Website. Obviously the answers are a joke; but the questions were really asked! Q:I have never seen it warm on Canadian TV, so how do the plants grow?(England ) A. We import all plants fully grown and then just sit around and watch them die. Q:Will I be able to see Polar Bears in the street?( USA ) A: Depends on how much you've been drinking. Q:I want to walk from Vancouver to Toronto -can I follow the Railroad tracks? ( Sweden ) A: Sure, it's only Four thousand miles, take lots of water. Q:Is it safe to run around in the bushes in Canada ? (Sweden ) A:So it is true what they say about Swedes. Q: Are there any ATM's (cash machines) in Canada ? Can you send me a list of them in Toronto , Vancouver , Edmonton and Halifax ? ( England ) A: W

Too Funny..
Grass Snakes also known as Garter Snakes (Thamnophissirtalis) can be dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes. Here's why..A couple in Sweetwater , Texas , had a lot of potted plants. During a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze.It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants. When it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa.She let out a very loud scream.The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa.He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor.His wife thought he had had a heart attack, so she covered him up, told him to lie still and called an ambulance.The attendants rushed in, wou

Too Funny Not To Share
There is a sign in the drugstore window: "Condoms, custom fit."So a man walks up to the counter and asks for a condom, like the sign says. The man at the counter tells him to see Edith in aisle 4. So the man finds Edith. Edith grabs the man by the crotch, then gets on the PA system and says, "Medium condom. Medium condom."Well the man is embarrassed, but goes to the counter to get his condom.Later, a second man sees the sign in the window, and goes up to the counter to get his condom. The druggist tells him to see Edith in aisle 4. Same thing happens, Edith grabs his crotch, gets on the PA and says, "Large condom, this man needs a large condom."The man is pleased, at least, to be a large.Next a teenager goes into the drugstore to get a fitted condom, and is told to see Edith is aisle 4. Edith grabs his crotch, gets on the PA and says, "Clean-up in aisle 4, clean-up in aisle 4."

Too Funny
Why I fired my Secretary. Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning. I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, 'Happy Birthday!', and possibly have a small present for me. As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone ' Happy Birthday.'

Too Fat
okay, so the simple truth is: i weigh way too much. ive gone to being a 190 lb lean muscle fighting machine to a 245lb tub of lard. so in the last month, ive cut out sugary drinks and fast food. here i am a month later at 235. only 45 more lbs to go...wish me luck. im gonna need it.

Too Far Away From Me
It seems I think about you all the time. I was pouring a cup of coffee this morning and as the rich black fluid filled my cup I felt your hand reach up from behind me to stroke my chest and embraced me warmly. When the cup was filled, I turned and you were gone. It’s that same ache in the pit of my stomach, the cold truth that you are too far away from me. I sat at the table and slowly sipped my coffee and as I raise my eyes from my cup, you smile at me brighter than the sun could even dream; only to fade quickly to the reality of an empty chair. The ache grips my heart once more, squeezing every bit of joy from my soul as you are too far away from me. I drink the warm coffee again, slowly raising my eyes, hoping to see you come back to me but only rewarded with the brown leather back of that damned chair. Please come back…even if for just a second, please let me see you. I stare into my cup and think of how wonderful mornings would be if I could only have you here. Real

To Offer Healing To All The Realms, A Call To Action
September, 2001 Dear Friends, In deep sorrow we have searched for the magical answers to this horror. We recognize that we all hold creative and destructive force within us, this is our divine nature. Honoring our divine nature in all its complexity, how can we come into balance? What we know is: we have come together over many years, trained and built relationships with each other and the sacred earth. For the first time in history, we have built a network of witches that spans the continents. We have the training and power to focus our wills and spirit. We have the help of many, many spirit realms and we have the communication network to take effective action as has never been done before. All of the psychics and sensitives have known we would be called upon someday to use this network. Let us now each take a stand for love, peace, beauty, justice and freedom. Let us now each take our wisdom to make a spell like there has never b

Too Funny!!
Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for theiranniversary submitted this:Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie.What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized tazer. The effects of the tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....??WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.AWESOME!!!Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of

Too Funny...much Of What My Relationship Is.
Aquarius and Aquarius love compatibility They are perfectly compatible with each other. They are both inventive in love. However, there are no deep feelings between them . They are both too rational, reasonable and moderate for deep and strong feelings. There are many personal interests. Given, that they are unsuited physically, they will not find this odd or a reason to allow hostilities into their relationship, for sex does not play a big role in either ones life as they are easily distracted by daily happenings and other peoples problems. In general it promises to be a peasant connection and reliable marriage as a result.

Too Funny
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Too Far
You pushed me today… you pushed me too far.I feel the rage running down my arms.My fingers turn into fits as the fire starts.As you yell at me the fire spreads.If you keep this up your going to be dead.You push me again this time to the floor.I feel the anger taking control.I can feel the fire spreading to my eyes.I start to get up you just push me back down.Then you start feeling your self falling to the ground.As I swing with my left then swing with my right.You will never forget the day you picked this fight…..and pushed me too far.

Too Funny
my sis an her thoughts on the penis an vagina lmao Crystal Goddess...: Seriously... think bout it... What does a penis look like? One eyed? Purple Headed? It Spits When it's Angry. It coughs when it's excited.. It thinks it can find intelligence in a slimy cavern of darkness. I mean Really?!?!? fuckers are from Mars delete Crystal Goddess...: Vagina: The Slime trail that's shaped like a taco? A peach? Some are hairy, some aren't, Some are tiny, some are small, some are flappy, some are OMFG wtfh is that?!?!? Never think bout a vagina for too long or you'll find yourself stuck in a nightmare of man eating vagina, yes, boys, those bastards grow teeth.... So... Vaginas.. Man's best friend orrrrrrrrrrr Man's destruction? -falls over- LMAO delete oh theres this too Crystal Goddess...: Ungodly . Microscopic and PERFECTION delete on sizes

Too Funny 4 Words!
Joe complains to Mike his elbow hurts. Mike says "go to Walmart Dr." It's a machine you dump a urine sample and it tells you what's wrong with you. Joe figured he would try it! He goes to Wal mart and dumps his urine into the slot. After 30 secs the Dr. prints out instructions. You have tennis elbow, take some alieve(aisle 2) and avoid heavy lifting. Later that night Joe wondered if he could mess with the machine. So he mixed some puppy pee...urine samples from both his daughter and wife, and a little semen of his own. He took it back to the Walmart and dumped into the machine. After 30 secs it printed out instructions. Your puppy has worms buy meds (aisle 3), your daughter's addicted to crack, put her in rehab, and your wife's pregnant with twins, their not yours get a lawyer....& Quit jacking off, your elbow will never get better!! Thank you for shopping at Walmart!

Too Funny
LOUD SEX A wife went in to see a therapist and said, 'I've got a big problem, doctor. Every time we're in bed and my husband climaxes, He lets out this ear splitting yell.' 'My dear,' the shrink said, 'that's completely natural. I don't see what the problem is..' 'The problem is,' she complained, 'it wakes me up!' QUIET SEX Tired of a listless sex life, the man came right out and asked his wife During a recent lovemaking session, 'How come you never tell me when you have an orgasm?' She glanced at him and replied, 'You're never home!' SEX & ARGUMENTS A husband and his wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary The husband yelled, 'When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads: 'Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever'.' 'Yeah,' she replies, 'when you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads: 'Here Lies My Husband - Stiff At Last.' WOMEN'S HUMOROUS SEX My husband came home with a tube of K Y jelly and said, 'This will make you happy tonight..' He

Too Funny!
A study has revealed that the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending on where she is in her menstrual cycle. For example: if she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating or menopausal, she tends to be more attracted to a man with duct tape over his mouth and a spear lodged in his chest while he is on fire. No further studies are expected on this subject...

Too Far Gone
I mentioned a journey....well my plans have changed...the old saying..if you love something set it free ad if it comes back it's meant to be....isn't always the case...it came back.....but I never really let it go.....it was always there with me...no matter how much I convinced myself it wasn't...it was...always....a part of me died yesterday....I have been through some pretty horrific things in my lifetime....stared them in the face...ad came out o top...all on my own...I can't do this on my own....acceptance is hard...but letting go....that is an agonizing pain...and for the first time in a very long time....I am broken....I am going back to the beginning...opening those skeletons in my closet...walking over the burnt bridges...following the trail of tears....do watever I have to..in-order to piece myself back together...face whoever and watever it takes....I'm not afraid to fail....I have succeed at that already...how can I teach my daughter to face the world...if I am

Too Frustrated
I already know that my desktop is "ancient" but come on already.... It has a shitty attitude problem. I'm either going to shoot it or throw it halfway across the room only because I don't own a gun. Its like not wanting to boot the fuck up. I just don't know but maybe I am just frustrated. If I destroy it before August I will be online alot less. Anyways... I posted another try at my vloggin...yeah any how I do think there may be another avenue I have yet to try. There always is isn't there. One way you don't think of origionally but when you think of it you wonder why you didn't think of it first of all. I have a long way to go and I shall keep on reporting of my vlogging. It helps me so I know that I have written or typed verification of my progress. Incase I have a memory lapse. That is something I do already through out other events in my life. Then again maybe I just have too much free time. Take it easy. Stay safe.... I shall return.

Too Far Gone - The All American Rejects
I should warn youThings you're feeling, aren't normal now.Think you need meIt's not easy, let you go some how.Now we're too far gone,Hope is such a wasteEvery breath you take you giveme the burdens bitter tasteYou promise that you'd stayYou say you want to goYour lips provide a shelter for thethings that i don't knowPlease speak slowlyMy heart is learningTeach me heart-ache,Stop this burning now.Wishful thinkingPatience shrinking, bliss is far awayNorth is callingNow I'm falling, at your feet please stayNow we're too far gone,Hope is such a wasteEvery breath you take you giveme the burdens bitter tasteYou promise that you'd stayYou say you want to goYour lips provide a shelter for thethings that i don't knowPlease speak slowlyMy heart is learningTeach me heart-ache,Stop this burning now.[x4]

Too Good To Be True
ive had a good time here on lc ,and met some really good friends, but the past couple days ive had a bad experience here. I met some, started talking to and i really liked her, she seemed nice and sweet ,boy was i wrong ,she turned out to be a nutcase ,accusing of me using her to get someone else, that everthing i said to her was a lie. i had to delete her as frind,then i blocked her,so she started sending messages to me at yahoo,that im a liar blah blah, you get the picture. so i set messenger to ingore incoming from her, then she comes back to lc and gets new user profile becomes my fan and sends me a fan request. Anyway i really love being here with my friends and fans,so if you tryed to contacted me and i didnt respond i not ignoring , just buzy with this nut. LUV YA

Too Good To Be True
While shuffling through some boxes .. I found this poem ... thought I'd share it with you :) Too Good To Be True You just had to be This has happened to me before Why would you be any different You think I've would've learned You think I should have known Words are just a smoke screen Hiding the truth As if my past hasn't taught me I always do this to myself Think that I'm not worthy Of finding someone So I fall into the spell Of the words that weave their web Around my heart and into my head I thought you would be different

Too Good To Be True! Hehehe...
A woman was sitting at a bar enjoying an after work cocktail with her girlfriends when an exceptionally tall, handsome, extremely sexy, middle-aged man entered. He was so striking that the woman could not take her eyes off him. The young-at-heart man noticed her overly attentive stare and walked directly toward her. (As men will.) Before she could offer her apologies for staring so rudely, he leaned over and whispered to her, "I'll do anything, absolutely anything, that you want me to do, no matter how kinky, for $20.00......on one condition." Flabbergasted, the woman asked what the condition was. The man replied, "You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three words." The woman considered his proposition for a moment, and then slowly removed a $20 bill from her purse, which she pressed into the man's hand along with her address. She looked deeply into his eyes, and slowly and meaningfully said "clean my house".....

Too Good To Be True
It's the story that we've all heard before... There was this girl.... She met this boy that captured her heart... They were great together... She envisioned a great life with him... He was everything she was looking for in a man.... He had personality...looks...charm...and a great heart... He told her everything she wanted to hear... Then one day her worst fear came true... He in fact left her... He out of the blue stopped all communication with her... No more phone calls... no more text messages... nothing... At first she was extremely worried about him... But as time passed she came to realize he just didn't care and probably never did... The girl repeatedly asked herself what was it she did.... what was it that she said... where did she go wrong... Then as she asked herself these very questions she realized that it wasn't her... she gave him her entire heart... she gave him everything she had to offer... it was him that l

Too Good To Toss Aside
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. 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 live?" the father asked. "Oh yeah," said the son. "So, tell me, 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

Too Gone?
Somewhere inside I die a little each time I tell myself that it makes me ready for new growth. So I try to Make the mends to my tattered soul Trying hard to grow and grow. Am I too Old? Am I too gone? Youth and firmness leave us all. And the scars of life's battles linger. LOL comfort in "like rome we all fall "...gravity is not kind. Some days I feel full of wisdom and life. Some days I feel full of sadness and I tire. But that is life is it not? Without the bad how could I appreciate the good? being comfortable in my own skin...can it be bad? if you get too comfortable and lax?? Or is it only good? My life isn't where I want it. It isnt how I want it to be. Who can change it? Only me...Wait? No more wait. Days go by and my tomarrows turn into todays and I cant wait anymore for my todays will become yesterdays and then no more. What am I waiting for? That one special moment? No...My soul cant take the wait. I'm a free spirit in chains and chained to something inconc

Too Good To Miss
Too Good to Miss I grew up in the 60's/70's with practical parents. A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen, before they had a Name for it... A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones. Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things. A curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress Things we keep. It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more. But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I wa

Too Good To Be True
I dreamt of you the other night. It wasn't lurid or boring, just very ~i~n~t~e~n~s~e~. We were slow dancing to Cafe Del Mar - Mental Generation (I know, not your typical slow dance music, but it fit the moment). We were moving in just the right way, you looked at me in just the right way, we kissed in just the right way. It was my dream becoming reality. After the song, I leaned down and we kissed one last long kiss, and I walked away. I wonder why I walked away and didnt pursue the moment. Maybe something inside of me understands that our whole relationship is just a dream in my head. Maybe I should just let you go, and cherish the sweet memories that are all that you left for me. I don't know if I can, but it seems inevitable. It's believed by many that distance makes the heart fonder, but I believe it makes the heart stronger. The game they call life unravels before me, endlessly going in motion. Happiness unfulfilled, lifeless, heartless...loveless. Throw me the dice so I may win!

Too Good
As she walks into the room, she hears the water of the shower pounded against the wall, she hears every drop as she slides the door open to see him standing and waiting, looking at her with hungry eyes. She steps into the shower as the water shimmers off of her naked body. He touches her breasts with his stong firm hands and then with his soft, warm lips. He grabs her body as if he can not stand to be away from her for one moment longer. She melts into his arms as he kisses her neck and her hands slide down his warm, wet, muscular back. Her eyes closed, enjoying his touch. He lowers his hand to her hips, turning her around, she gives in to his man hood as he slides inside of her as the water rolls of her buttocks. He watches in delight as he pentrates her hot, wet pussy repeatedly. She moans in pleasure, pressing herself against him. She believes this pleasure must be a dream, no woman should feel so taken by one man.

Too Good Not To Share
In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible.. The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?" Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true." Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix.She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her six-year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. F

Too Good To Be True...
Wow... I don't even know where to begin right now. My emotions are hitting the wrong spots and making them hurt and twisting them until salty liquid comes out of my eyes. For some reason this hurts, and it hurts so bad... I mean seriously I need to get a grip on myself because if I don't I'm not going to be able to just live. Not saying I am going to kill myself, idiots. Just that I will be an operating vessel with a heart beat and a routine, I was so happy for the first time in a very long time, and I mean real happy not fake smiles or drug induced happy... And it fell apart. Right in front of me, and the sad part is I knew it was going to happen... I want that happy feeling back damnit. Not so much angry that I was used.... whatever we had fun... More hurt that I thought he was my friend... I HATE PEOPLE. Unless you are Alicia and Amanda...

Too Great
Too Great I'm running and running With nowhere to hide I can't find an escape The pain is just too great I just can't handle it no more I want out I want to be free The looks The laughter the jokes It's all too much anymore The pressure to be Who you want Me to be I just can't take it anymore I'm sick of this life I'm sick of this place The pain and the pressure Is just too great. I just want to escape.

Too Good To Hoar Herself
Ash is on a Coke binge and needs more monies. Crazy bish slapped me around and forced me to go to work for her. So, here's how it goes folks. {don't blame me. The bish packs a mean beating and is known to cut a hoar} 75 for a profile comment50 for status comment150 for a private message250 for shout sex

Too Hard To Let Go..
Two years and counting,two years too long. An affair that should have never lasted, never been started. Colleagues first, friends then more. Summer nights and Cigarette breaks. See each other, in passing, daily in our business suits. Wrong from the start but too hard to say no. Try to close the door but one of us, just re-opens it. Weeks go by and were done, but as soon as we get a glimpse. The need for you is great, too hard to fight. Midnight phone calls and Valentine rooms. We've tried before but that never lasts for long. Hot and heavy Sweet and Sensitive. Months have gone by but everyday still a glimpse of your name. Outside life is busy, complicated and overwhelming. Here, I am a woman and your lover. Your a man and my lover. I knew this day was coming. Now, your saying your "I Do". And I need to say good-bye. But you make it too hard. We say its over, again and again. we have to do the right thing. Yet another midnight phone call,lasts for hours and hours.

Too Horny
Hey Baby, I really shouldn't be asking you this. I feel shy about it , but I want it so bad. Don't get me wrong, it's just that I haven't had it for a long, long time. I could already feel it going in so hard and coming out so soft and wet. No one has to know about this. I need it. I'm desperate, but with your help I will be very grateful you must think I have a lot of nerve asking you for this, but I can feel my tongue around it sucking all the juice out until theres no more left. This has been on my mind all day long. I hope I'm not being forward, I'm usualy not like this, but........... can I have a piece of gum?

Too Hot 4 Cherry Tap Contest...vote For Mee!!
Well..i joined this contest...i guess because i am just curious what other kind of girls would be in it..and also to see how close i could get to first place. It would help if you vote for me..whoever reads this. Click the picture above and it'll take you to my pic...and comment as many times as you can. Every eight comments you have to change what you say though. Thanks! Show some love!!!

Too Honest Or To Stupid
Too honest or too stupid ? Category: Odd News | KEWASKUM, Wis. (AP) - A police chief who ticketed himself for a traffic violation says that he has received congratulatory e-mails from all over the globe and that he has even turned down money to cover the fine. Chief Dick Knoebel drove past a stopped school bus with its lights flashing in September, then wrote himself a ticket for $235 and docked himself four points on his driving record. The story surfaced after it showed up in court records and media reports. “Police officers do good things everyday, and that doesn’t get reported,” said Knoebel, who has been chief for 20 years in this town northwest of Milwaukee. “All you hear about in the news is when a police officer is in trouble.” Knoebel said he got more than 150 e-mails from such places as Thailand, New Zealand and Russia. Two people sent him $15. “I tried to answer every e-mail,” the chief said. “If they took the time to e-mail me, I at least thank th

Too Hungover?!!! Catch The Archive!!!
MISSED IT?!!! GET THE ARCHIVE!! Another show done!! Check out the archive if you missed because you were too fucking hungover to make it!! WOO HOO!!! http://www.blogtalkradio.com/kmorris WE meaning, Dave,2Mara, Alex ,Matt and myself had a fantastic time talking about Sasquatches , reincarnation , blogs and just about every freaking thing under the sun!! Join in the laughs on archive/podcast/Itunes! Make your Comments HEARD using COMMENTYOU.com

Too Hot
Omg today is to hot for my liking...just when i couldn't wait till the hot weather comes, now i can't wait till the rain and cooler weather comes. Doesn't it always seem to work that way? Now that i'm no longer in a basement suite where it's cooler i'm in an upstairs that's cookin up here. Can't lay down and lay still, can hardley sleep at night...boy oh boy, what the hell can ya do. That's my weather talk for today...not that it's interesting to anybody, but yeah

Too Hungry To Eat...
And too empty to sit still. Too tired to sleep. But too awake to focus. Mind racing, on no particulars. Choices, choices. Socially inadequate, just enough, to hide in the back, eyes to the ground. But outspoken enough to know not to go totally un-noticed. Running in one pack. Straying from the group. Picking up the random objects. Realizing again, lost, which direction should have been followed? Eh, make a path. Bring it back to the den. Hidden amoungst other items. Nothing needed, collected for memory. Collected for comfort, for reminders of times long gone. Brought out into the light to help another laugh, to wander back into the shadows when the time calls. Intelligent enough to read the streets, stupid enough to wander down them. Don't think before you speak, if you think it, you mean it. There is no time for euphamisms. Speak clearly, with enough resonation to be heard, yet still mumbling. Today has come and gone. Like yesterday. Minor details lost in the frailty

Too Hot To Think Tonight
1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say? Oh god exactly how damaging is Jager? 2. Do you trust all of your friends? Are you sure I have friends? 3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love? Fuck no they are brining their happy asses to me 4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? If not I can sure as hell make a reason later 5. Name two things you would NOT tolerate in a relationship? ~1. Farm animals (don’t question it just accept it) ~2. The refusal to hide bodies for me 6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor? Shit we can all be doctors we all got some people to deal with 8. Are you afraid of falling in love? Am I hitting concrete ? 9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times? Yes, but we will not discuss that due to the fact that the order has not been lifted yet 10. Would you stop talking to your friends because you hooked

Too Hot Scott
Stop Drop and Roll Morning came early, swaying the heartfelt desires of yesterday.. Odd moments of internal conflicts justifying one while terminating another. Can’t I just taste one for a moment and then another one and then one smothered in chocolate or perhaps just a hint of honey on the top yummy I tried one with jalapeno and finally realized what “Stop Drop and Roll” meant thanks for the warning Scott… even if it was late in coming and enclosed in laughter

Too Hot!!
'It's just too hot to wear clothes today,' Jack says as he stepped out of the shower, 'honey, what do you think the neighbors would think if I mowed the lawn like this?' 'Probably that I married you for your money,' she replied.

Too Hard
I dont know what to do, i think its very hard in this world, people calling m up and telling me they want to kill themselves, my constant urge to find someone who will be in my life and then there is the major problem that I still have feelings for my ex plus i dont want to have anyone in my life... Seriously this is completely insane. I am lonely and need someone, but obviously i cant be with the ex, he really despises me. And I dont know what to do in the future either. I am going to start school in january, so i will be very busy. Cant slack off even for a day. its a 3 year course and i guess it will have to be a long celibate year. I have also come to the conclusion that i dont ever want anymore kids, not because i dont love my kids but because I have 3 of them. They will finally be somewhat selfsufficent when i finish school, and then i have atleast 2 years working before i can even get a decent pay as a nurse. At that stage i will be 30 and i am not gonna be one of thos

Too Hot!
"It's just too hot to wear clothes today," Jack says as he stepped out of the shower, "Honey, what do you think the neighbors would think if I mowed the lawn like this?" "Probably that I married you for your money," she replied.

Too Hot To Handle
dating is thrilling, fun, and heart wrenching. I am a completely genuine.. blunt and honest, funny and laugh with you woman. I am not a lady, never claimed to be.. but I know how to take care of a man. I get my heart broken so fast b/c i tell the truth up front.. i am looking for a good fun loving relationship with trust on both parts. i want someone who likes to be around me and isnt afraid of it. I do have some mood swings that suck... but damn it, i have 2 kids and meeting people is really difficult these days.. I want to thank fubar friends and family who keep me going.. b/c i swear there are days i want to just throw in the towel. Well, thats my morning blog prior to my breakfast .. i am starved.. for attention and friendship... realy true life friendship!!!

Too Hungry To Eat
Too hungry to eat And too empty to sit still. Too tired to sleep. But too awake to focus. Mind racing, on no particulars. Choices, choices. Socially inadequate, just enough, to hide in the back, eyes to the ground. But outspoken enough to know not to go totally un-noticed. Running in one pack. Straying from the group. Picking up the random objects. Realizing again, lost, which direction should have been followed? Eh, make a path. Bring it back to the den. Hidden amoungst other items. Nothing needed, collected for memory. Collected for comfort, for reminders of times long gone. Brought out into the light to help another laugh, to wander back into the shadows when the time calls. Intelligent enough to read the streets, stupid enough to wander down them. Don't think before you speak, if you think it, you mean it. There is no time for euphemisms. Speak clearly, with enough resonation to be heard, yet still mumbling. Today has come and gone. Like yesterday. Minor detail

Too Hot Too Cold
It is either too hot or too cold. Alive or dead. There is going to be but not. What am I crying about? See, if there was medication given to me to clear the blockage and a stint placed in me while I was knocked out, then there is no surgery. I don't see a whole lot prosecution going on and everyone is silent about this, then that's the case. Surgery was to prevent a death due to a Heart attack and the AAA is taken care of by a stint durning a Cath while I'm knocked out. Can't have the quality of life getting better because of it due to the damged Heart muscles, so it stays the same. The surgery would of been done but it never was. Why is that? Read above. See ya

Too $hort In Tha Speakeasy!
Joslyn James, Lil Uno, Stevie Shae, Bonnie Rotten, Too $hort, Dr. Suzy, Tasia Sutor, Maya Hills, Prince Yahshua, Vanessa Blake, YunGee. Photo: JuxLii Length: 01:35:13 Date: 1/28/2012 It gets gangstah raw up in my Womb Room as we welcome Oakland’s own Rap University Dean of Pimpology—Too $hort. In his honor, several of the hoochies get hella hyphy—not to mention, naked. Then the strippahs wrap around the pole as the gangstahs rap about their holes. Featured Guests Too $hort: After his long awaited first time arrival to get his digs into the Womb Room dugout, we womb-warmly welcome Pimp Prince of Rap, the one and only Too $hort, even if he is almost Too Late. Promoting his new album NoTrespASSing (drops 2/28/12) and deliciously nasty, booty-shaking new song “Money on the Floor,” Shawt Dawg fits right into the Speakeasy scene of ethical debauchery. Joslyn James: After pleading the Fifth about her private relations with Continued Click Here »

Took The Quiz......look At My Adult Pics And Tell Me.....how True Is This?
Using your body Your sexual hidden talent is using your body's natural charm and beauty to seduce your partner. You are all about having the perfect body/looking good for your partner - and it does the trick every time. Take this quiz at QuizUniverse.com

Took Over 50 Yrs To Learn
A FRIEND SENT THIS TO ME AND IT MAKES SENSE (WELL MOST OF IT) LOL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FIFTEEN THINGS THAT IT TOOK ME OVER 50 YEARS TO LEARN by Dave Barry 1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night. 2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings." 3. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness." 4. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them. 5. You should not confuse your career with your life. 6 Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. 7. Never lick a steak knife. 8. The most destructive force in the universe is gossip. 9. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time. 10. You shou

Took This Test - Found The Results Rather Interesting
DisorderYour ScoreMajor Depression:Slight-ModerateDysthymia:High-ModerateBipolar Disorder:Very HighCyclothymia:HighSeasonal Affective Disorder:ModeratePostpartum Depression:High-ModerateTake the Depression Test

Took A Moment To Think
this very american society this very american society via the web has americanized the way we perceive and believe and read this american society has created an online myth... or is it a myth? in this fantasy? in this reality of art and debauchery in this reality of purchases of homes and sex trading pictures and heirlooms trading our souls, sometimes is it a myth? this american society has made voyeurs of us all why do you think i visit your profile? why do you think i will say the things i say to you? or say on my profile when i certainly would not do it under the discriminating eye of american society.. in reality. you look at me for what you want and i do the same even if we never meet it's a pen pal game until someone stops writing today texting or camming but i want to be where you are in that fantasy we are sharing this american society has made fantasy a reality reality a fantasy how many people have met their soulmates or victims here

Took My Chance
Well, tonight I took my chance on one of life's toughest journey's. I have known this person for over 5 years. We have dated, in the past. Well, being part made me realize or I hoped made me realize. Just hope much she meant to me. So I decided about a week ago to start writing a letter. It went from the time we met, until today. It covered my feelings, and how I felt. I talked about my emotions and how emotionial I feel today. I talked about alot of things. The good, bad and ugly we went through. So, tonight all 15 to 20 pages of notes and letter. I got in my car and went to take it to her. She was not home so I left the letter with her roommates. And not long ago I got a phone call. Well I have to pick myself up again look people in the eye's. Because as my tears run down my face, I still have to do my best. I can't let this stop me. I know that as much as I screwed up and had the best thing besides my daughter in my life, I must move on. I don't want to but it re

Took Off My Mask
I took off my mask today tore down the walls I built. I wiped away the tears and prayed I told God to take over. I put my problems in his hands. Took off my mask today tore down these walls of pain, and let you in my friend. You never gave up on me, or turned your back on me. So I took off my mask today and tore down the walls i had built and wiped the tears away.

Took A Walk In Rain Today
Took a walk in the rain today I wasn't alone, your memory was with me As the drops fell, they brought tears to my eyes Our many memories rushed into view The times shared by us, the loss felt Seems like an eternity since i last held you The distance between us seems to grow Missing you is harder each day It seems everything has changed But i hold on. Hope still remains in my heart At least i have my memories of you Each time i walk in the rain

Took From A Friend
WHEN IS IT EVER ENOUGH ? THERE IS 1 PERSON I KNOW OF THAT JUST THRIVES ON DRAMA CUZ THEY DONT HAVE NOTHIN BETTER TO DO. I THINK THEY JUST WAKE UP WANTIN TO START DRAMA. THEY JUST CANT SEEM TO LET THINGS GO. I MEAN WTF MOVE ON W/ YER FUCKIN LIFE & GROW THE FUCK UP AND GET OUT OF THE FUCKIN DIAPERS. I MEAN DONT THE SHIT EVER GET OLD. NO CONSIDERATION 4 OTHER PEOPLES FEELINS OR WHAT THEY R GOIN THREW. THEY TRIED TO TELL WHO I CAN AND CANT B FRIENDS W. THEY TRIED TO TELL ME WHO ICAN AND CANT TALK TO. SORRY TO BURST YER BUBBLE NO1 RUN'S MY FUCKIN LIFE. IF YA DON'T LIKE THE CHOICES I MAKE O FUCKIN WELL. DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YA IN THE ASS ON THE WAY OUT. THIS IS HOW I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN IF YA DONT LIKE ME OR MY WAYS THERE'S THE FUCKIN DOOR. I AINT CHANGIN 4 NO1. I ONLY CHANGE 4 MYSELF. I GIVE EVERY1 A CHANCE. WELL U BACK STAB ME WELL IT'S GONNA SUCK TO B U. I CARE 4 ALL MY FRIENDS. U HURT 1 OF THEM BELIEVE ME ILL B ON YER SHIT FASTER THAT U CAN TURN YER HEAD. YES I CAN B A

Took Long Enough
Well it's been awhile since I posted the "Night Exchange" but finally I am getting around to it :) (and I apologize in advance I don't always do spell check or grammar check. lol I write as fast as I think. So please...forgive my spelling etc....) I don't think this entry is NSFW but I'll mark it as such. Just in case Firstly, I will be introducing my friends to everyone. Keep in mind, I will not/cannot add actual pictures or names of my old friends. So I have found celebrities that I believe truly represent them :) Jay,is out main woman here. When we first meet her, she's 18. She's a college student and is somewhat naive. Although she's attractive, she is shy and hesitant about getting to close to men....and oh yeah she's a virgin, well at least at the beginning of the story. She's tall, tan and looks a lot like... Next is Jemma. She is Jay's partner in crime. She is 19 and also a college student (that is how they met). Unlike Jay she's more sure of herself when it comes

Too Kinky
A woman walks into a bar and orders a drink. A few minutes later, a man walks in and sits down beside her. He notices that she's a little depressed and asks her what's wrong. "My boyfriend dumped me because he thought I was too kinky." "Wow! What a coincidence! My girlfriend dumped me because she thought I was too kinky," he replies. So they start talking, and find that they have a lot in common. After a few more drinks, they start feeling a little frisky and he decides to go home with her. Once they walk into her house, she excuses herself to go ''slip into something a little more comfortable." She dresses up in her leather mask, rubber bra with the nipples cut out, thigh high leather boots, everything. She grabs her whip and walks back into the living room and sees him putting his coat back on, getting ready to leave. "Hey, where are you going? I thought we were going to get kinky!" The man looks at her all confused and says, "I all ready fucked your dog and shat in yo

Took Your Advice
i listened to the voters on my mumm last night and did NOT go to denny's. INSTEAD my best friend jackie invited michael (my ex) over to my house at midnight. we ended up watching a movie and then jackie and i crawled into bed together while michael sat in a chair and talked to us. i got him to leave at like 3:30, but he came back with mcdonald's of all things. jackie took the fries and then i made him go home AGAIN. i understand that he loves me but fucking with my sleep schedule without my consent is not the way to win my heart. i'll keep you posted.

Took This From Bonnie...aka Dj Wiccan
Difference Between Love and Infatuation Are you really in love? Or do you think that you are in love? There is a big difference between Love and infatuation. Some people can't tell the difference, thinking they are in love but really it is a deep infatuation. Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another. Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time. Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream. Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head tha

Took U 4 Granted
I was gonna call but it slipped my mind, You knew I did that from time to time..... I wasn't mad at you, was in a great mood Hanging with the wife & kids, eating good food.... Figured I'd go to your house soon & talk about life Anything from my job to my lovely wife...... You knew I never had my dad and it was a need You took it upon yourself to lead... You gave be guidance taught me how to be a man I hope you know that I did understand... You felt as my moms brother, it what had to be done You hugged me several times, like I was your son... I should have called and I am feeling it now Man this hurts and I can't even explain how..... I feel so bad, I just should have made a call Even for a few minutes, just to talk baseball... I will never take the ones I love for granted again.... I promise you that until the bitter end.... LOVE YOU UNCLE JOE R.I.P 12/30/07

Took Them Downq
Someone had asked to see me, so since they asked and because it was so damned unexpected I posted them, but I have now taken them down. If anyone has something against this speak, but i highly doubt that anyone will cuz who the fuck wants to see a cock, i don't really see how they can be admired, it's just a stick that pokes out unlike female parts that are like master crafted in most cases.

Too Keep The Little Ones Busy
Bug Fun Dough Make this easy and colorful dough for hours of playtime fun. Kids love it! Prep Time:5 min Start to Finish:25 min Makes: 13 Ratings 5 Reviews Rate/Review Read Reviews 1 1/4 cups Original Bisquick® mix 1/4 cup salt 1 teaspoon cream of tartar 1 cup water 1 teaspoon food color 1. Stir Bisquick, salt and cream of tartar in 4-cup microwavable measuring cup until mixed; set aside. Mix water and food color in liquid measuring cup. 2. Stir a small amount of colored water at a time into dry mixture until all water is added. Microwave uncovered on High 1 minute. Scrape mixture from side of cup and stir. 3. Microwave uncovered 2 to 3 minutes longer, stirring every minute, until mixture almost forms a ball. Let dough stand uncovered about 3 minutes. 4. Remove dough from measuring cup, using spoon. Knead dough in your hands or on the counter about 1 minute or until smooth. (If dough is sticky, add 1 to 2 tablespoons Bisquick.) Cool abou

Took Long Enough
But I finally got all the "bagheads" deleted from my friends list. It took me almost an hour. One of the bouncers gave me the link to delete them and all I had to do was plug in the member number. I knew I didn't have 270 some odd friends. And the stupid bagheads didn't show up in the view all friends where you can delete people. I guess it's my OCD or anal retentiveness, but I'm excited that I got my friends list cleared out and organized. :) All in all, I think I deleted somewhere around 900 friends and a lot of them were deleted accounts.

Took Strong Pain Killers @ Work
so..... yeah as per the above subject.... im really out of it right now, im at work and i HAD a bad headache, i took some strong pain killers which have left me feeling drowsy and very much out of it, kinda funny actually.... just thought i'd share that with the rest of you also trying to pass time at work, i finish at 4pm, which is less than 3 hrs away..... if anyone is bored or just wanting to say hello, feel free = )

Took Me Long Enough..
I finally got blocked today. And it was because I pointed out something obvious, too bad the truth hurts....Here's the MuMM and my comment. I couldn't post them together..too many comments between to get them in the same shot. Oh, and the reason I said, "let me say it again"...he deleted my comment about 3 times before he came to block me.

Took To Prescreen For Anesthesia Today...
took him today and they kept him...his blood pressure was 218/141..stroke stage...they want to get his blood pressure down b4 the surgery tuesday....also did a chest xray that showed more spots....now i am scared....please pray for him ....

Took The Best Part Of Me ....left Alone
I'm still open but I guess you were hoping we'd fail So you could sail away from me And return to your open sea where I guess thats you need to be . But I know you were always free Free to be the best part of me I'd have loved you endlessly with my heart and soul eternally A love the way a love should be ain't that the way a love should be? You are free, free to give back the heart ...of me and replace all the misery Since you took the best part of me And left a hole where my heart should be Where my heart should be So you could sail away from me..

Took Me To Task
Lil, took me to task about my position and said at the end that she hoped she didn't cross the line. I assured her she did not cross the line and that I am open and receptive to all critcisim, oppinion, and also any thought, ideas, philosophy, and this crticisim can be constructive or destructive. I am willing to hear any advice or pehaps sometihng different? I did tell Lil that, she have any children? Mom? Her dogs? There she has three reasons to fight. I did not give up but I am tired of struggling only to end up dead. She agreed that, that is the end. I am tired of the fight that only ends in defeat no matter how good the fight was or was not. The end is the same and if you want to fight you are allowed to but on the other hand if I or another decides we are not going to fight any more the decision is also valid. I am not going around breaking any and all laws. Angry? The anger is the ferosity they came at me to make me look bad when in fact it was me who was bussily trying to tel

Tookie
Beautified loveDeep in the spirit of your eyesFortell the futur of my lifeNaked upon delivery of temptationThe heart beats refuse of thy lustGrabbing a hold what is part of youForcing myselft upon it filling my thirstLaying on the chest of loveSoothing sounds of beats that punp a loudHow beautiful is the light shines out from usHow glorious is the speech smothers in out loveEndures our strength of powerFollowed by our envious foesThe secrets that lies beneath youBut blind to those who can seeMother of truth and father of liesTrusting what has been heard

Took This Shit Too Serious....
What do you do when you've taken your social network shit too fuckin' serious? You've gotten engaged, you spent shit loads on bling and points and all that other bullshit? What do you do? There are no take backs, there is no way to erase what has happened and start all over. And if there was, would you REALLY want to start all over just to make the same bullshit mistakes again? Or what if you did start over and you didn't do the same crap over again? Who cares if it never happens again, you already fucked up. There are times, I start to think, Why the hell did I begin to believe that this could be real? Am I that fucking lonely that I have to look for people to talk to online? I never thought I was, but recently, I have started to believe that I'm a sorry ass lonely fucker. I need to rate shit, and like shit, and drink imaginary drinks, and give out imaginary fucking gifts, JUST so someone can say aww how fucking sweet, and get gratification from that? What the fuck happened to me?

Took A 15 Year Old To Speak Up.....
It is a shame it has come to this: BY A 15 yr. OLD SCHOOL KID Who got an A+ for this entry Since the Pledge of Allegiance And The Lord's Prayer Are not allowed in most Public schools anymore...... A kid in Arizona wrote the attached NEW School prayer: "New Pledge of Allegiance" ~~~~~~ Now I sit me down in school Where praying is against the rule For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd. If scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green, That's no offense; it's a freedom scene. The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all. In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the state. We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks. They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible. To quote the Good Book m

Took A Walk For A Few Days
First and formost. I'm fine and nothing is wrong. Lately I've just had wanderlust in my bones. I get an itch to go walking for a few hours and or a few days. Last week I got the itch and decided to go for a walk that lasted till last night. Call me crazy, but I can't seem to stop wanting to wander around and see stuff. When I get the itch I will just lock down my account and go if it's going to be for a few days or weeks or whatever. Sorry if I spooked you all, but I can't help it. I have no idea why at my age I'm getting this. But I am planning on seeing a doc after thanksgiving and seeing what the hell is wrong with me.

Took Treatment After The Third
PARIS -- Canadian Milos Raonic has already improved on last years performance at the French Open. Patrick Willis Jersey . Raonic powered past Ruben Ramirez Hidalgo of Spain 6-4, 6-2, 6-2, on Monday to reach the second round of the tournament. The 19th-seed from Thornhill, Ont., opened with a win on another sunny day at Roland Garros after losing in the first round a year ago to German Michael Berrer. "It was good to finally win my first match here," said Raonic. "It was good to play a guy like him, who doesnt give you much. I had to go and win the match." Raonic will next face American qualifier Jesse Levine, who beat Benjamin Becker of Germany 7-5, 6-2, 6-4. "I need to keep doing the right things and I need to work on my serving a bit," said Raonic. "Ill have to go out and play aggressive against him." The Canadian dominated from the start, breaking his Spanish opponent five times with 12 aces. Raonic ended with 58 winners against just 10 for Ramirez Hidalgo. "I put pressure on him an

Too Late
Too Late The wind doth blow with a bitter chill And I fear I have come too late my love The rosy stain upon your cheek has gone Replaced by an ashen palor I can no longer feel the pounding heart beneath The warmth in your fingertips cooled. What have you done Where have I faltered How easily did you submit Now this curse is done Reaching the point of no return Stolen from me My heart, my soul The only goodness in me How the bitter tears do burn within For I have come too late Copyright ©2006 Delmina DeSousa

Tool Priision Sex Lyrics
It took so long to remember just what happened. I was so young and vestal then, you know it hurt me, but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive, even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. I've got my haaands bound, my heeead down, my eyyyes closed, and my throat's wide open. (Do unto others what has been done to you. 2x) I'm treading water, I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, you look so precious. Won't you, won't you come a bit closer, close enough so, I can smell you. I need you to feel this, I can't stand to burn too long. Released in this sodomy. For one sweet moment I am whooooole. (Do unto you now what has been done to me. 2x) You're breathing so I guess you're still alive even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. Won't you, won't you come just a bit closer, close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this. I need this to make me whole. Release in this sodomy. For (I am your witness that blood and flesh can be truste

Tool Box
my toolbox at work.. Yeah yeah.. its a mess.. and that was a friend of mine in the box.. Those are my 2 twin nephews.. at the top not really supposed to show that one pic.. I almost got in trouble .. lol one more pic the one pic is of the girl i took to the state fair.. that stuffed dog cost me $120!! darn carny rigged games.. lmao

Too Long...
Look at this broken mess, Lookin like all the rest. Driftin away from all the sanity, floating into another reality. Thoughtless wonder sitting right here, Shaken,broken, so full of fear. It fills my eyes so full fo rage, my heart stays broken in this lonely cage. This scene is just way too wrong, The anger has been in here way too long. Who is that knockin at my door? Why is there blood all over the floor? The eternal madness starts to set in, This is just the beginning it will never end. This rotten feeling I just can't shake. Is it all a dream, I can't be awake. Something is pounding in my head, My mind is blown, my senses are dead. In neverending circles I run. Times like this I want a gun, Pull the trigger the pain is gone. The anger has been here way too long.

Too Late
Too Late She walks alone amongst the crowds, afraid she might be seen. Dodging conversation made, while walking in her dream. * * * * * But someday soon she might awaken, to be taken by a stranger. She'll fall in love, sure to be stricken, for she hasn't learned the danger. * * * * * For her to have given all she has, when nothing is returned, are investments made which are too great, without profit to be earned. * * * * * So when she awakens from this dream, her spirit crushed and her heart broken, provide her with the comfort needed, thus says the stranger..."I have spoken." * * * * * I did not intend to cause this pain, tinkered without thinking, I stole her heart, than set it free, now in her pain I'm sinking. * * * * * Though I freed her from her solitude, I've condemned her to the gallows, for she can't survive without my love, how could I have been so shallow. * * * * * What must I do to set this right? What sacrifi

Tool, "stinkfist"
Something has to change. Undeniable dilemma. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear. Constant over stimulation numbs me But I would not want you any other way. Just not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive. Finger deep within the borderline. Show me that you love me and that we belong together. Relax, turn around and take my. I can help you change tired moments into pleasure. Say the word and we'll be well upon our waaay. Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you till you will not want me any other way. But it's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive. Knuckle deep inside the borderline. This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to. Relax. Slip awaaaaaaaay. Chupa minha pica pichu Chupa minha pica pinto Something kinda sad about, the way that

Tool, "hush"
I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious. Things like.... "Fuck yourself, kill yourself, you piece of shit." People tell me what to say, what to think , and what to play. I say... "GO fuck yourself, you piece of shit. Why don't you go kill yourself?" Just kidding.

Too Late
Too Late (INTRO) And I, I wanted to tell you that I love you But you started to walk away The words wouldn't come out And I was to late I tried to be the man The man that you wanted me to be But I guess I couldn't be, the man of your dreams (Chorus) And is everything supposed to be perfect Or are we supposed to try......to work it out And is there supposed to be problems Or are we just going to give up and walk away You, you try to tell me that you loved me But you started to walk away You thought of turning around But than thought it was too late And you tried to be the woman that I wanted But what you didn't know You already were (Repeat Chorus) (OUTRO) I looked at you and told you Your eyes are tellin me somethin your not sayin Thats when you turned around And walked away I looked at you and told you Your eyes are tellin me somethin your not sayin Thats when you turned around

Too Little Too Late
Come with me, Stay the night, You say the words but boy it don't feel right. What do you expect me to say? (You know it's just too little too late) You take my hand, And you say you've changed, But boy you know your begging don't fool me. Because to you it's just a game. (You know it's just too little too late) So let me on down, 'cause time has made me strong. I'm starting to move on. I'm gonna say this now: Your chance has come and gone, And you know... [Chorus] It's just too little too late, A little too wrong, And I can't wait. Boy you know all the right things to say. (You know it's just too little too late) You say you dream of my face, But you don't like me, You just like the chase. To be real it doesn't matter anyway. (You know it's just too little too late) Yeah yeaaahhh... It's just too little too late... Mhmmm I was young, And in love. I gave you everything, But it wasn't enough, And now you wanna commun

Too Late
Too many things happened, Too many things have been told. And when I look at you all everything I do is bad. I tried. It seems like it's not enough. Now you see all I asked was you’re love... Even if you beg on your knees, It won't do me anything, you’re to late... And all the things we did together... It was all nothing... Let me alone You’re too late to help me... You have wasted you’re change forever... It wasn’t the same no more I can't take it no more...it is getting too much It ain’t good if I play this game any longer. I am going my own way. Our path ain’t one no more... Deep inside where I’m going... Don't come there no more. Why are you chasing me? What are you doing to me? I finally was that far that I could say: 'I can let you go' Now you see that you need me... Without me your life is empty Cause I would give everything up for you.. And I know I still love you I just want it that I could come back But you know it's pointless... It's too

Too Late, Or On Time?
Close my eyes and take a breath. Relax and see what I have left. What's really the best. I need to be in a comfort state. A place where there is noone fake. I need to be alone. I need a crowd. So I pick up the phone. But I don't know the number. So I sit and ponder. Will I wait? Or is it just too late. I shed the lies from my eyes. Hide what I know is in my mind. Pretend that I am happy and content. But really my stomach is bent. There is so much I could say. But I will wait another day. I open my eyes and let out that breath. I get a little lost from my own regret.

Tool!!!!!!!!!
Well, tool will be here march 29th, tickets go on sale in a few days... SOOOO getting them.... just so ya know... other than that... school is going great. Some days i feel like a total idiot, othertimes i feel like an over acheiver. I am just like, wow.... I forgot what it is was like having homework and school work, and all that crap. I had a busy day today, also. Filed my taxes and all that. Fun Fun. And i have another paper to write. Hell i never stop writing papers. It's crazy. Wow, i really don't have much to say... just been really stressed recently... need to shave also... OOOHHH I got the coolest mix cd from tiffany with this really sweet card... i about cried. She is sooo awesome. She is like, she best friend in the world... i luv her to death!!!! I don't kno what i would do w/ out her... And ihave a baby shower to attend also, for Erin.... her and her baby factory self but that'll be fun. Need to find the invite and schedule it in my phone... damn, i nee

Too Long Gone
WE ARE FOREVER BOUND BY THIS FREAKISH LUST THIS UMBILICAL CORD OF PAIN AND GRIEF WE CAN NOT TEAR OURSELVES APART FOR WHEN WE TRY IT IS BUT A FUTILE ATTEMPT THE DARKNESS TRAVELS THE CORD AND ENVELOPES US BOTH FOREVER BOUND TO THE ONE WE HATE WE CLAW AT EACH OTHER FOREVER TO BE LIVING IN PAIN WHAT ONCE WAS SWEET HAS ROTTED OUT THERE IS NO ESCAPE AS I INHALE YOU EXHALE AS YOU SLEEP I WAKE AS YOU CRY I LAUGH AS YOU SCREAM I AM AT PEACE PEACE WITHIN YOUR PAIN AS IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN

Too Late, He's Long Dead
The orthopaedic surgeon I work for was moving to a new office, and his staff was helping transport many of the items. I sat the display skeleton in the front of my car, and had fastened the seatbelt around it to stop it falling over. I hadn't considered the drive across town. At one traffic light, the stares of the people in the car beside me became obvious, and I looked across and explained, "I'm delivering him to my doctor's office." The other driver leaned out of his window. "I hate to tell you, man," he said, "but I think it's too late!"

Tool Coming Back In April!! Playlist Of Tool W Tool Orchestral Tribute Also On Here
TOOL WILL BE BACK IN NEW YORK NEW JERSEY IN APRIL!! FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO KNOW. DONT MISS THE SHOW IF YOU GOT A CHANCE, TIGHTEST BAND EVER LIVE. SEEN THEM 5 TIMES, THEY BLOW YOU AWAY!!!

Too Late
I didn't know I loved you Until you went away. I didn't much think of you Up to that final day. The music that was you I only noticed when it stopped. I didn't take the time to Tell you that I cared a lot. My love of life went with you Too late for me to say I didn't know how much I loved you Until the day you went away.

Too Late
Well my last blog is becoming more like the buildup than the problem. I've done some insanely stupid things, I've sacrificed almost my entire inner circle of friends to satiate my hatred driven need to cause someone pain, and to top it off that was purely because he was something I despised and forced my tide of hatred against him. I probably only did so because I saw something of myself in him. So I went and did some utterly idiotic things to hurt him and now those of my friends who I didn't hurt are simply ashamed to know me, I've become the incarnation of overkill vengeance. To all those who believe they know me well, sorry but you do not, I concealed a lot of my darkside because you'd have been ashamed of me too, but now it matters little because I nolonger have my group of friends to protect me, they admit it themselves they won't do any more for me, it's my grave and I've gotta admit they have a point. So this guy is after me and I'll just have to face the music and hope I live

The Tools Of Wicca
The Tools are listed here: A wide variety of "working tools" are found in Wicca, the tools or objects used in making magick are essential, although they are just tools. They hold no inherant power within themselves, but focus and refine the power within you. They are visual and manual aids or symbols to help in contacting the subconscious mind and persuading it to work the magick you desire. The success of magick is in the belief, emotion and discipline you bring to the ritual, not in the tools you use. Don't worry about having all your magickal tools at once, they will come to you when the time is right. Truthfully you don't really need any of them to work magick. They simply serve as props to keep your conscious mind occupied while the sub-conscious carries out your magickal intentions. All Wiccan traditions use some of these tools. Some use all some use only a few. I've tried to cover all the basics. For more information you can check out the "Classics" List at m

Tool
On Monday April 30th I made my way up to Reno, NV to see one of my favorite bands TOOL. I've seen two shows on their last tour and wasn't sure what to expect. After all they were on a hiatus due to Danny Carey (the drummer) tearing a bicep. The Reno show was their third show after about a two month lay off. The music itself was absolutely amazing. Danny was right on target on the drums! He is absolutely amazing! The laser/light show was incredible. The only downside to the show was that I think Maynard was sick or nursing a soar throat. They had just played two shows in Vegas so that might of had something to do with it. He kept on stepping off his little perch and drinking lots of water. He also didn't sing all of the lyrics on a few of the songs. Needless to say though it still was great to see Tool back up on stage. Half way through the show they took a little breather and all sat down on Maynards "perch". They sat there for about 5 - 10 minutes. I know they have done this a

Tools
DRILL PRESS: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the chest and flings your beer across the room, splattering it against that freshly-stained heirloom piece you were drying. WIRE WHEEL: Cleans paint off bolts and then throws them somewhere under the workbench with the speed of light. Also removes fingerprints and hard-earned guitar calluses from fingers in about the time it takes you to say, "Yeouw s--t...." ELECTRIC HAND DRILL: Normally used for spinning pop rivets in their holes until you die of old age. SKIL SAW: A portable cutting tool used to make studs too short. PLIERS: Used to round off bolt heads. Sometimes used in the creation of blood-blisters. The most used tool by all women. BELT SANDER: An electric sanding tool commonly used to convert minor touch-up jobs into major refinishing jobs. HACKSAW: One of a family of cutting tools built on the Ouija board principle. It transfo

Too Late? No Way
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich ! husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instan

Too Late:frozen
So you've come to say you're very sorry. "It won't happen again - forgive me?" Time will not heal these wounds. And I'm bleeding because of you. Was everything we had just a joke? I've run out of patience, tears and hope. Love does not conquer all. And I'm screaming because of you. Too late for apologies. In the shadow of the light from a black sun. Frigid statue standing icy blue and numb. Where are the frost giants I've begged for protection? I'm freezing. Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow. Not from the north come to this glacial abode. But from your dimension cryogenic limbo. I'm freezing. I'm frozen. It's too late.

Tool
&so the TOOL show was damn amazing. tracee & i made our way to the floor where we promptly got our asses kicked; forced our way up to the front, maybe seven feet from the stage. they opened with Stinkfist. i had already lost my cigarettes by the second song & got prettty crazy. we'd downed a bottle of Jack Daniels on the way downtown & i had a small somethingelse. midway through the show i got hit in the face with what i now believe was some kind of glass bottle. threw me off as i was already pretty messed up. the show was amazing. tracee crowd surfed & i couldn't stop moving. so much fun. we were really close.

Tools From School
I wouldn't think that I would need to use the stuff I needed when I was studying to be in practice now for work. Breezing through classes weren't a problem. I didn't see to retain the information was crucial. I mean, what would I need to do statistics when I'm at work? I wanted to do Public Relations and Consulting work Anyways! DUH!! Anyhow when I was given the task to do a survey a couple of days back by my boss I was so overwhelmed by the amount of details that I had to include, the measures that needed to be taken to create a survey really needed my FULL ON attention and this was quite taxing for my underused brain. Here I was, facing with the biggest opportunity of my life and yet I had no idea heads or tails on where to begin. I was just giving out random questions. Hoping that it would make me appear less stupid. Well it didn't work for the long haul. Really I think now that appreciating what we learn is crucial to success..and also that..when you get

Tool
----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Jeanine Date: Jun 23, 2007 5:19 PM ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: You're fucking early demise, that's who... Date: Jun 23, 2007 1:58 PM To repost this for me, just hit reply, copy everything and post into a new bulletin ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Devin Date: Jun 23, 2007 3:36 PM My friend Jen is going through some very difficult times right now, and I wanted to pass this along to those of you who can help.. Please at least read it. :) Thank you! Devin -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Who is Jen? http://www.myspace.com/jensworld I am a 21 year old single mother of a disabled 2 1/2 year old son. I am divorced and I live in Southern Illinois. I live my life for my son mainly… I am in desperate need of help. I will lose my apartment this month and have nowhere to go. Recently Illinois Medicaid has stopped covering cert

Tool - Schism
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication. The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication. Cold, cold, cold, Cold sil

Tool - Right In Two
angels on the sideline, Puzzled and amused. Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused. Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys, Where there's one you're bound to divide it. Right in two. Angels on the sideline, Baffled and confused. Father blessed them all with reason. And this is what they choose. And this is what they choose... Monkey killing monkey killing monkey Over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs, They forge a blade, And where there's one they're bound to divide it, Right in two. Right in two. Monkey killing monkey killing monkey. Over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs. They make a club. And beat their brother, down. How they survive so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability to lift an eye to heaven conscious of his fleeting time here. Cut it all right in two [x4]

Tool - Schism (live @ Hammerstein)
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communicatioooon. I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communicatioooon. The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communicatioooon. cold, cold, co

Tool- Undertow
Two times in! I've been struck dumb by a voice that speaks from deep beneath the endless waters. It's twice as clear as heaven, and twice as loud as reason. It's deep and rich like silt on a riverbed, and just as neverending. The current's mouth below me, opens up around me. Suggests and beckons all while swallowing. It surrounds, and drowns, and sweeps me awaaaaaaaaay. But I'm so comfortable... so comfortable. (shut up 4x) you're saturating me. How could I let, this bring me back to my knees? Third time in! I've been baptized by your voice. it screams from deep beneath the cold black water. and it's half as high as heaven, and half as clear as reason. it's cold and and black like silt on the riverbed, and just as neverending. The current's mouth below me, opens up around me. Suggests and beckons all while swallowing. It surrounds and drowns and sweeps me awaaaaaaaaay. But I'm so comfortable. Too comfortable. (shut up 4x) you're saturating me. How could, I

Tool - Jambi
Here from the king's mountain view Here from the wild dream come true Feast like a sultan I do On treasures and flesh, never few. But I, I would wish it all away. If I thought I'd Lose you just one day. The devil and his had me down, in love with the dark side I'd found. Dabble in all the way down up to my neck soon to drown. But you changed that all for me. Lifted me up, turned me round. So I... I... I... I... I would I would I would Wish this all away Prayed like a father dusk to dawn. Beg like a hooker all night long. Tempted the devil with my song. And got what I wanted all along. But I, And I would, If I could, And I would, Wish it away, Wish it away, Wish it all away, Wanna wish it all away, No prize that could hold sway, Or justify my giving away, my center. So if I could I'd wish it all away. If I thought tomorrow would take you away. You're my peace of mind, my home, my center. I'm just trying to hold on, One more day. Dim

Tools Of The Trade
Did You Know? Scientist have know for a long time that chimpanzees know how to use rudimentary tools and that they can teach their young, and each other, how to use these tools; hmm, and all this time I thought that they were just monkeying around. Well, now they have discovered that there is another lesser intelligent creature that has figured out how to use tools. (Alright ladies, no snide remarks; just because your husband has a garage full of tools and only knows how to use half of them doesn’t count!) In a study of bottle nose dolphins in Shark Bay, Western Australia, it was discovered that the marine critters will break off conical sponges from the seafloor and wear them on their snouts. Pretty cool huh? Oh! Why, you ask, would this be a tool? They wear the sponge as a, sort of, protective glove to wear while they are foraging for food on the seabed. The “Glove” helps protect their snout from scrapes and the stings of spiny stonefish while they

Toolbar
fubar toolbar, explained: HOME: Directs you to your home page. MY SECTION: The "My" section includes your Photos, Profile, Stash, MUMMs, Blogs, Contacts, Blasts, Lounges, fuBank Account and Mail! Photos: Directs you to your photo albums/storage, you can also tag your salute by going to this link. [Will explain how to mark a salute in a later blog] Profile: Directs you to your personal profile settings, you can change may personal settings by clicking "My - Profile" [I will explain more about your profile settings in a later blog] Stash: Directs you to your personal stash. You can add your favorite Videos, Pics, Trackz, News, Jokes, Surveys, Shows, or if you Dunno what you're adding.. add it to "Dunno" [Will explain how to add a stash in a future blog] MUMMs: Directs you to your MUMM section. MUMM stands for Make up my mind! for example, should I drink coke or pepsi? [I will explain on how to make a MUMM in a future blog] Blogs: Directs you to your Blog area, wher

Too Late
I didn’t think that I could fall so hard, I didn’t think that I could love someone like you, I didn’t think I would ever get hurt, I don’t think I ever planned to feel this way, I didn’t believe you when you told me that You treasure me I didn’t think that I could sink any lower I didn’t think how much I needed you but now it’s too late so don’t even bother.

Tools
Tools by Lady Bridget, © 1998 Before listing the actual tools used in Wicca, and their properties, please take note: YOU REALLY DON"T NEED ANYTHING AT ALL TO PRACTICE WICCA -EXCEPT YOURSELF. So then, why bother with tools at all? Some people don't. Some people have excellent powers of concentration, focus, and will power and have trained themselves to perform complete rituals in their mind. You can train yourself to do this with some effort. In the meantime, the tools help you to concentrate, focus, and learn about yourself and your own strengths and weaknesses. Tools let you know that you are now in ritual space; that it's time to ground and let go of the mundane world, and prepare ourselves to commune with the Lord and Lady. There are certain protocols applied to tools. You never touch another witches' tools without permission. The same can apply to their jewelry since oftimes that is charged for a magickal purpose as well. All tools that are on the altar need to be C

Tool-sober
Ive blogged this because its such an amazing song. Theres a shadow just behind me. shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty. pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path of must we, just because the son has come. Jesus, wont you fucking whistle. something but the past and done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we drink forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down. Mother mary, wont you whisper. something but the past is done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we sleep forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. trust in me

Too Little, Too Late!
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Too Late :(
With the faintest touch Two souls ignite Kisses burn The reality of it so impossible Melting under the perfection of the moment But the reality of it so untrue Can't turn away, Away from everything you ever wanted But can you really turn towards Something that can't exist? A hand on the clock Stopping in midair Make this last Please make this last another second Another second and I'm blinded by this bliss What was the point of all this, More damage done When you continue to let it develop, expose And set fire to this love A confession It hurts too much to see this last In the moments we have left Knowing there's no path to go by Just standing at the end of a dead end street savouring each minute Each scent, touch, taste Too much Release, and let your final visions of life as it is Mark your mind forever.

Too Long A Soldier- Pat Benatar
We were the children of 45 loaded like pistols and taught how to die We looked the enemy straight in the eye (and never surrender) Through trenches dug in the back of mt mind I go over the top time after time Me and the ones we left behind (Faces I'll never remember) Now there's no fight left within me of this wrong As nations we're divided but as people we are one Like brothers in blood it seems that we've been too long a soldier in the city of monuments Among the flags of all governments The order of battle is written in the shadows of a hard black line Where people cry for a nation's scars and heros sleep beneath a blanket of stars Too young to die but never too old too play the general's game Now there's no life left within them But the memory lingers on As nation's we're divided But as people we are one For brother's in blood We sing that we've been too long a soldier Eternal flames blow in the wind I've been too long a soldi

Tool-bottom
My compassion is broken now. My will is eroded, and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly. I'm on my knees and burning. My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire. So smell my soul burning. I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy. I have swallowed the poison you feed me... but I survive on it, and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed.. and I feel ugly, and dead inside. Shit adds up at the bottom. You've left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild what's broken. Too much, too far, too late to lie down now. I must arm myself to fight you by making weapons out of my imperfections. It's all I have left. There's no other choice. I'm shameless, nameless, nothing, and no one now. But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless. But I'm dead inside. You see.. shit adds up, now I'm dead inside. Hatred, weakness, and guilt keep me alive at the bottom.

Too Late
I'm holding on your rope, Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say but I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around, and say... that it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I'd take another chance, take a fall Take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat But it's nothing new - yeah I loved you with the fire red- Now it's turning blue, and you say... "Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you But I'm afraid... It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late whoaa ohhh... It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah- I said it's too late to apologize, yeah- I'm holding on your rope, got me ten feet... off

Too Late Lyrics*
Come with me, stay the night You say the words but boy it don't feel right What do you expect me to say (You know it's just too little too late) You take my hand, and you say you've changed But boy you know your beggin don't fool me Because to you it's just a game So let me on down Cause time has made me strong I'm starting to move on I'm gonna say this now Your chance has come and gone And you know It's just too little too late A little too wrong And I can't wait Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late) You say you dream of my face But you don't like me You just like the chase To be real, it doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late) I was young and in love I gave you everything but it wasn't enough And now you wanna communicate Go find someone else [ Too Little Too Late lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ] In lettin you go, I'm lovin myself You gotta problem But don't come as

Too Late To Find It Once It Is Gone
Well I did so much soul searching this weekend that I’m not sure how I can think straight now, lol. I looked at every single possible aspect of my life, the people in it, the people who aren’t in it and the people I want to be in it . . . Do you want to know what I figured out? That I am miserable, alone, and scared to death of remaining that way. I spent so much time crying over things, laughing over things, thinking of all the people I have met and why I want to know these people. My god I dissected every aspect of my life that I possibly could without breaking down completely. I reached so deep inside myself to find the emotions that I had that I am was sure I had torn all emotion out of me in general. But here I am at 6 am on a Monday morning writing this damn blog so I can finally move on and get to what I am looking for. I sat in a car yesterday for a long time with the girlfriend and we talked about so much stuff that we both are kind of dealing with. We are both dea

Too Little Too Late-jojo
Too Little, Too Late [Verse 1:] Come with me Stay the night You say the words but boy it don't feel right What do ya expect me to say (You know it's just too little too late) You take my hand And you say you've changed But boy you know your begging don't fool me Because to you it's just a game (You know it's just too little too late) So let me on down 'Cause time has made me strong I'm starting to move on I'm gonna say this now Your chance has come and gone And you know... [Chorus:] It's just too little too late a little too wrong And I can't wait But you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late) You say you dream of my face But you don't like me You just like the chase To be real It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late) Yeah yeaaahhh... It's just too little too late... Mhmmm [Verse 2:] I was young And in love I gave you everything But it wasn't enough And now you wanna communicate (You k

Too Late
Bring no flowers to my grave and at my coffin do do not cry On earth and in life you did neither Now in death don't try to make it right. While you had me by your side You did not show the love inside You only kept me hanging on to boost yourself esteem. So now in death a tear do not shead cause i know that it means Shit Just go on your way and know the price you must pay is to bitterly remember me each day. Belle08/26/07

Tool - Aenima
Some say the end is near Some say we'll see armageddon soon I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from this Bullshit, three ring Circus sideshow of Freaks here in this Hopeless fucking Hole we call L.A. The only way to fix it is To flush it all away Any fucking time Any fucking day Learn to swim See you down in Arizona Bay Fret for your figure And fret for your latte And fret for your lawsuit And fret for your hairpiece And fret for your Prozac And fret for your pilot And fret for your contract And fret for your car It's a bullshit, three ring Circus sideshow of Freaks here in this Hopeless fucking Hole we call L.A. The only way to fix it is To flush it all away Any fucking time Any fucking day Learn to swim See you down in Arizona Bay Some say a comet will fall from the sky Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still Followed by millions of dumb-founded dipshits Some say the

Tool!
Tool..came to Portland on Wednesday. And man oh man oh man.. amazing. Not as amazing as the first time I saw them.. but wow.. TOOL. very short first blog here. nothing else to say. bored...but that's what guitar is for. peace.love.empathy. tm.

Tool Concert Was Good
I know, I should be saying that it was awesome, rocked my world, whatever, but it didn't. I enjoyed Seether much more than Tool. I guess it is because Tool didn't interact with each other, or the crowd, and although they had a great light show, they had 10 minute musical interludes between songs, and it was sooooo boring! I guess it could have also had to do with the fact that I was completely exhausted and could barely stand up towards the end.. I dunno. They sounded great though!

Tools Of The Trade
Everyone loves toys and Witches are no exception. We have a wide variety of tools we use to aid us in our workings. None of these are mandatory. You do not need tools to be Wiccan or to perform Witchcraft. Tools have no energy, save the power we give them. You will need to decide for yourself what you want to work with. Before using any tool, especial if it is old, it needs to be cleansed and consecrated. See our Rituals section for tips on blessing tools. And remember, never touch another Witch's tools without express consent. Altar - Usually wooden, it is a shelf, table, etc. that faces North or East and holds your tools. It should be big enough to allow you room to work. What you keep on it and how it is arranged is up to you, though specific traditions or covens may have a specific display. Athame - The Athame is a double-edged blade with a dark handle that is used to direct and raise energy. It does not cut anything on the physical plane. It is the tool associated with South

Too Late
It's too late to say I'm sorry It's too late to apologize It's too late to say your sorry It's too late, I will not cry It's too late, I will not worry. It's too late, Maybe someother time. . When you Tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down. Tell me that you really want me, then you never come around. It's too late to say that you love me, too late that you need me. Too late to say that your sorry. Heart is torn. I will not worry. . (It's too late). I will no cry. (It's too late). I will not lie. When I'm gone you will not miss me. When I'm gone you'll wonder why. . When the other comes around, make you feel on solid ground. When he's gone you realize that I'm the one and only guy It's too late to say that you love me, too late to say that you need me Too late to say that your sorry. Soul is black, I will not worry. . (It's too late), I will not cry (It's too late), I will not lie. (

Tools
I am sorry to burst your little bubbles but all this lounge shit and club shit is ridiculous. You tools dont own clubs or anything. Stop with all the names like Asshole-A.K.A-mememberofthetoolmobfamilybouncertotheredicoulousanduglysisterofthecomsmicmoronic. You think just because you have a few loser friends on a website that makes you less of a tool? You sit all day and wait for a rating or comment on your page instead of doing something meaningful like feeding your kids or working. You bitch and moan about how life sux but you dont do shit to change it. You will always be a Walmart worker if you waste you life on here! You will never be Britney Spears dummies. Just because you have guys that cant fuck a jelly doughnut at 3am tells you that you are a hottie doesn't change the face GOD gave you! Look at the people rating you! If you think they are nasty then why would you get a swelled head about your self? Obviously you would be less then them. Here is a secret, if you were a s

Too Late
Okay so I was sitting at home the other night thinking of stuff to write and listening to music and this is what plopped outta my head. Unfortunately, I couldn't write it fast enough to make any sense of it, and stress that it is the final thought's of a heroin addict before he OD's ....So know I'll try and make a little more since out of it. big>Disclaimer: This is in no way a reflection of anything I'm going through or have gone through. I have never done Heroin and don't plan on it! It's just a character in my head that might even find himself in a story one day... that is if I can stay motivated long enough to finish one ~Enjoy I know it's too late....To apologize.... But mom I want you to know I never meant to hurt you, Dad I always tried to be the man you knew I could be, Bro... I know I was your hero but even Hero's fall down And need a little help to be set back on track.... Problem is no one wants to come around the tracks I'm frequent to walking... A

Too Long To Wait
Too long to wait forever passes so fast i cant hold onto a memory of a day thats already passed. promises have been broken yet more are still made to break months of sitting here alone how much longer do we have to wait? Nervous feelings lie beneath my stomach always in knots when do I get what was promised? just to end the doubtful thoughts. Hope starts to evaporate into the cold night air my heart questions your motives what intentions are lying in there? Endless excuses and reasons in an attempt to explain it will happen someday, not today but till then just endure the pain. find myself crying too often over meaningless fights isnt our happiness more important than whos wrong or whos right? In the end what is left? What is there to hold onto? The fleeting hope and painful love? Yet I cant seem to let go of you. Heart encased by agony fleeing comes to mind run away from the hurt somewhere far away to hide. The games are ending here the checkers are a

Tool - Eulogy
You are right, Timothy. He had alot to say. He had alot of nothing to say. We'll miss him. So long. We wish you well. You told us how you weren't afraid to die. Well then, so long. Don't cry. Or feel too down. Not all martyrs see divinity. But at least you tried. Standing above the crowd, He had a voice that was strong and loud. We'll miss him. Ranting and pointing his finger At everything but his heart. We'll miss him. No way to recall What it was that you had said to me, Like I care at all. So loud. You sure could yell. You took a stand on every little thing And so loud. Standing above the crowd, He had a voice so strong and loud and I Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so Eager to identify with Someone above the ground, Someone who seemed to feel the same, Someone prepared to lead the way, with Someone who would die for me. Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you fuckin lie. Don't you step out of line. Don't you fuckin

Too Long For Mumm: Does He Have A Right To Make Me Cry?
He cares for me. I know this. He says he loves me. I know this. I love him too. He is my best friend. You know the story, if you read my MUM entitled "rightVSwrong" dated February 13th: I'm single again. I told him I want us to be friends. He's my best friend. I told him I can't be with him right now because I have to figure out who I am. I told him I need to get to know me to know what it is I want. I told him I want to be friends and he was finding every which way he could to hurt my feelings, including saying "All you bitches are the same." and "Now I can ask my coworker out!" and I realize..... he is trying to hurt me back, but I couldn't lie to him and be like "I'm positive I'm in love with you" cos I've never been in love before! I didn't say there isn't a possibility of us becoming more than friends in the future. I said we have too strong of a bond NOT to be in eachother's lives. Am I wrong for being honest? Am I wrong for wanting my space? Am I wrong for telling him we can

Tools To Satisfy
Dear _____, I have the tools to satisfy and tonight you're not only going to get hot, you're going to burn. I'll show you what a master craftsman can do. I'll demonstrate my skills to you when I nail you to the wall and tweak your _________ until ______ rock hard and in need of some _______ ___________. At the same time, my ________ will inspect your ________ to make sure the plumbing is fully ________, a fit that's just right. Then I'll _______ you and drill __________ until you _________. Love, ________

Too Late?
One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't "anymore". No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, say "I love you." So while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage ... And old cars .. And children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what. Life is important, like people we know who are special. And so, we keep them close!

Too Late.
...Too late. Fight that starts without a punch and ends without a word leaves silence in a room. The drunk obsession where I burned the marks are spreading. Still the carpet stained and the mantel empty like the memory shattered. On the wall the family picture like the clock and unburned candles broken left alone, like me, but I don't mind at least not yet. So tell me how I'm not supposed to talk myself to sleep again...It's not healthy but it's mine. Dancing staring without moving, taunting time on steps I refuse to climb because the landing above wasn't built for me. I think, but if the house is empty maybe stairs are what I need. But not today and not tonight I'll ask again tomorrow. Lying here can calm me if I wait, and if I wait I'll find myself...It's not healthy but it's mine. Absent focus as I've said some people hear and I keep saying. Yet it doesn't ever hide the broken lines that shake beneath me. Does it hurt them when I jum

Too Late, My Time Has Come
1. Is your myspace profile private? No. 2. Have you kissed someone in the past week? Nope. 3. What do you carry with you at all times? Phone, debit card, chapstick and keys. 4. Goal you would like to achieve this year: Moving into a new house, new job, being successful. 5. Have you thought about having children? Yes. But not anytime soon. 6. What’s the biggest argument you've ever gotten into recently? With Mike over stupid stuff on Sunday. 7. How many piercings do you have? I've had over 30 at once. 8. What is the shortest relationship you have ever been in? Probably a few weeks. 9. What person do you trust the most? Me, myself and I. 10. Do you prefer talking on the phone or online? Depends on who. 11. Have you ever written a love letter? Yes, in grade school, hehe. 12. Are you a morning person or a night person? Either. I don't mind getting up early. 13. Do you remember your dreams? Usually. 14. What do you have to do before you sleep? I usual

Tool - Ænema
SUM SAY TEH END IZ NEAR SUM SAY WELL C ARMAGEDDON SOON I CERTAINLY HOPE WE WILL I SURE CUD USE VACASHUN FRUM DIS BULLSHIT, 3 RING CIRCUS SIDESHOW OV FREAKZ HER IN DIS HOPELES F&^%ING HOLE WE CALL L.A. TEH ONLY WAI 2 FIX IT IZ 2 FLUSH IT ALL AWAY ANY F&^%ING TIEM ANY F&^%ING DAI LERN 2 SWIM C U DOWN IN ARIZONA BAY FRET 4 UR FIGURE AN FRET 4 UR LATTE AN FRET 4 UR LAWSUIT AN FRET 4 UR HAIRPIECE AN FRET 4 UR PROZAC AN FRET 4 UR PILOT AN FRET 4 UR CONTRACT AN FRET 4 UR CAR IT BE BULLSHIT, 3 RING CIRCUS SIDESHOW OV FREAKZ HER IN DIS HOPELES F&^%ING HOLE WE CALL L.A. TEH ONLY WAI 2 FIX IT IZ 2 FLUSH IT ALL AWAY ANY F&^%ING TIEM ANY F&^%ING DAI LERN 2 SWIM C U DOWN IN ARIZONA BAY SUM SAY COMET WILL FALL FRUM TEH SKY FOLLOWD BY METEOR SHOWERS AN TIDAL WAVEZ FOLLOWD BY FAULT LINEZ DAT CANT SIT STILL FOLLOWD BY MILLIONS OV DUMB-FOUNDD DIPSHITS SUM SAY TEH END IZ NEAR SUM SAY WELL C ARMAGEDDON SOON I CERTAINLY HOPE WE WILL I SURE CUD USE VACAS

Too Little Too Late Asshole
SO when all this shit w/ Obama's old pastor came up he said he wouldn't denounce him. Now he is... WONDER WHY?!?!? This shit SICKENS ME... and at this point... I am beyond disgusted. Obama strongly denounces former pastor Candidate calls Wright's recent comments 'wrong and destructive' HICKORY, N.C. - Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama said Tuesday he was outraged by the latest divisive comments from his former pastor and rejected the notion that he secretly agrees with him. Obama is seeking to tamp down the growing fury over Rev. Jeremiah Wright and his incendiary remarks that threaten to undermine his campaign at a tough time. The Illinois senator is coming off a loss in Pennsylvania to rival Hillary Rodham Clinton and trying to win over white working-class voters in Indiana and North Carolina in next Tuesday's primaries. "I am outraged by the comments that were made and saddened by the spectacle that we saw yesterday," Obama told reporters at a

Tools Of The Craft
COURTESY OF MY FRIEND FIREWALKER The Witch's Tools,,,,,The tools of the craft There are many different tools used for Wiccan Rituals and Spellcasting. While I have only included ritual tools I use in my practice, there are many more to be found. As with most witch's I beleive you do not need tools of any kind to practice Magick. Tools make it easier to focus on the actual ritual or spell. THE ATHAME The athame is the traditional ritual dagger of the witch. Commonly it has a black handle and steel double-edged blade. The athame is used to cast circles by tracing the circumference, to charge and consecrate objects and banish negative energies. it is never used as a mundane knife for cutting purposes, and is used strictly for magickal purposes only. In most traditions it is associated with the elements of Fire and the phallic symbolism of the knife links it with the God. THE PENTACLE The pentacle is a traditional tool of the craft that is thought to have been adopted fro

Too Late
I know we had The happiest moment Memories we had Will always be in my heart I know love left The heart tears When you are gone Sorry Is too late for apologies Regrets It is too late now I once love you crazily Now,the feelings are dead You are once a hope Now, you are just an illusion Goodbye is the best gift You can give me Everything else is too late now

Tool-sober
There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every breath I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Trust me. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Trust me. I want what I want.

Tool - Sober
There's a shadow just behind me shrouding every step I take making every promise empty pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just because the son has come. Jesus won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Jesus won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start thing

Too Late
IT'S TOO LATE It's too late once love comes into play Once you think you know someone and everything they have told you seems so right Until you learn that everything was just a lie Blinded by love you find out the truth too late Silently you begin to question everything they told you Were their feelings for you true? You begin to question your heart worst of all you question yourself The trust you gave is thrown away The first person you trusted, allowing them to be in your life and they just throw it all away Time passes and the days fly by now you feel they have simply walked away Now it's too late You ask questions and find no answers If only you weren't blinded by love, You could have seen the lies So you lock up what's left of your now wounded, cold & bleeding heart Never again wanting to let anyone close not even the one you truly loved Not knowing if you can ever trust or love again all yo

Tools For Sex
Tools for Sex by LateNiteFantasy© Tools of Sex chosen by Lady Katherine as my subject...thank you my muse. The painters palete may be blue, which brush will do? Carpenters hammer is drew, the wood full of glue. Mechanics boxes are full, for the engine they'll pull. And a writers paper and pen, or the computer trend. In any thing you do, theres a need of some tool. From Kama sutra school, to nude beach or pool. Horny and lustful fools, to whistles and drool. Sex is no exception to this rule. Sex can be an art, bodies together or apart. The way the pussy is ate, or rather you masterbate. Bob on someones knob, it's still called a blow "job." From dribbles of odd, to a great big gob. The first ten are grand, there attached to your hand. They fondel, caress and they wiggle then expand. Not rough like oak, they work well when soaked. They can linger or stroke, or deeply poked. And of course theres the tongue, favored by some. To taste of the cum, and the juic

Too Late To Go Back
You accuse me of being cold Same old line, its old You wonder why i'm done trying I finally gave up crying You never listened til it was to late Maybe it was all apart of fate Everything I could once feel Now seems so unreal I'm not a toy you can ignore when you have me Then decided you want when i've been set free I've moved on now to a new life One not filled with fighting & strife But I have no hard feelings Just a heart that needs healing I wish you all the best in this world Hope you find real love with the right girl Someday I hope you can forgive the pain Stop listening to others who only care about their own gain Follow your heart, it'll lead you to the best And to god leave all the rest

Tool - Aenima
Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see Armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this bull-shit, three brained, circus, side-show of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA. The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time, any fucking day. Learn to swim, see you down in Arizona Bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your hair-piece and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car. It's a bull-shit, three-ring, circus, side-show of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA. The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time, any fucking day. Learn to swim, see you down in Arizona Bay. Some say a comet will fall from the sky, Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves, Followed by fault lines that can not sit still, Followed by millions of dumb-founded dipshits. A

Tool Sober
Thanks TOOL for this popping into my head...my all time favorite TOOL song :) Theres a shadow just behind me. shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty. pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path of must we, just because the son has come. Jesus, wont you fucking whistle. something but the past and done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we drink forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down. Mother mary, wont you whisper. something but the past is done. Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why cant we sleep forever? I just want to start this over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I

Tool Bottom
Holy shit, seeing the words to this thanks much TOOL it feels as if it describes my life... runs to look at the song now.. Compassion is broken now. wounds, theyre openin now. Desire is broken now. makes me feel ugly. On my knees and burning. my piss and moans are fuel that set my head on fire. I set my head on fire. smell my soul, its burning. Broken, lookin up I see the enemy. And I have swallowed the poison you feed me. But I survived on the poison you feed me. Guilt fed. hatred fed. weakness fed. It makes me feel ugly. Im on my knees, Im burning. my piss and moans are human. I set my head on fire. Im dead inside. Shit adds up. shit adds up. shit adds up. Shit adds up at the bottom. If I let you, you would make me destroy myself. in order to survive you, I must first survive myself. i Can sink no further, and I cannot forgive you. theres no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to Erase you. Ive gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pai

Too Long To Post As A "stash" Item.....
Understanding Obama: The Making of a Fuehrer By Ali Sina I must confess, I was not impressed by Sen. Barack Obama from the first time I saw him. At first I was excited to see a black candidate. He looked youthful, spoke well, appeared to be confident, a wholesome presidential package. I was put off soon, not just because of his shallowness but also because there was an air of haughtiness in his demeanor that was unsettling. His posture and his body language were louder than his empty words. Obama’s speeches are unlike any political speech we have heard in American history. Never a politician in this land had such a quasi “religious” impact on so many people. The fact that Obama is a total incognito with zero accomplishment makes this inexplicable infatuation alarming. Obama is not an ordinary man. He is not a genius. In fact, he is quite ignorant on most important subjects. Barack Obama is a narcissist. Dr. Sam Vaknin, the author of “Malignant Self Love,” also believes, “Bara

Tool - Stinkfist
Something has to change. Un-deniable dilemma. Boredom's not a burden Anyone should bear. Constant over stimu-lation numbs me but I would not want You any other way. Cause, It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive. Finger deep within the borderline. Show me that you love me and that we belong together. Relax, turn around and take my hand. I can help you change Tired moments into pleasure. Say the word and we'll be Well upon our way. Blend and balance Pain and comfort Deep within you Till you will not want me any other way. But, It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive. Knuckle deep inside the borderline. This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to. Relax. Slip away. Something kinda sad about the way that things have come to be. D

Tool - H
What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake Looking to turn my piss to wine. They're both totally void of hate, But killing me just the same. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. Considerately. Venomous voice, tempts me, Drains me, bleeds me, Leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again now. And I feel this coming over like a storm again now. I am too connected to you To slip away, fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Without the skin here, Beneath the storm. U

Tool - Forty-six & Two
My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking Scabs again. I'm down Digging through My old muscles Looking for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own confused And insecure delusions For a piece to cross me over Or a word to guide me in. I wanna feel the changes coming down. I wanna know what I've been hiding in My shadow. My shadow. Change is coming through my shadow. My shadow's Shedding skin I've been picking My scabs again. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own chaotic And insecure delusions. I wanna feel the change consume me, Feel the outside turning in. I wanna feel the metamorphosis and Cleansing I've endured within My shadow. My shadow. Change is coming. Now is my time. Listen to my muscle memory. Contemplate what I've been clinging to. Forty-six and two ahead of me. I choose to live and to Grow, take and give

Tool - Schism
I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble down no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication. The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication cold silence has a ten

Tool - Parabola
We barely remember, who or what came before this precious moment. We are choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside... This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in... This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion. Alive.... In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in... This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion. Twirling 'round with this familiar parabol. Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience. Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing, a chance to be alive and breathing. This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment. Remember; we are eternal, all this pain is an illusion.

Tool - Vicarious
Eye on the the TV 'Cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavor it happens to be, like... "Killed by the husband" "Drowned by the ocean" "Shot by his own son" "She used a poison in his tea...kissed him goodbye" That's my kind of story It's no fun 'til someone dies Don't look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face But with the other Stare like a junkie Into the TV Stare like a zombie While the mother holds her child Watches them die Hands to the sky crying, "Why, oh why?" Cause I need to watch things die... from a distance Vicariously I live while the whole world dies YOU ALL NEED IT TOO, DON'T LIE Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowing Neither the brave nor bold Will write as the story's told We won't give pause until the blood is flowing I need to watch things die... from a good safe distance Vicariously I live while the whole world dies You all feel the same, so... Why ca

Tool - Jambi
Here from the king's mountain view Here from the wild dream come true Feast like a sultan I do on treasures and flesh - never few But I, I would wish it all away if I thought I'd lose you, just one day The devil and his had me down in love with the dark side I'd found, dabbling all the way down; up to my neck, soon to drown But you changed that all for me; lifted me up, turned me 'round So I... I... I... I... I would I would I would wish this all away Prayed like a martyr dusk 'til dawn Begged like a hooker all night long Tempted the devil with my song And got what I wanted all along But I... And I would If I could, then I would wish it away, wish it away, wish it all away Wanna wish it all away No pressure could hold, sway, or justify my kneeling away my center So if I could I'd wish it all away, if I thought tomorrow would take you away You're my peace of mind, my home, my center I'm just trying to hold on one more day Dim my eyes... Dim my eye

Toolshed
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Too Late Undone
i cant let you leave this way i cant watch you walk away let you walk out of my life forever with out a trace leaving me here with just tears and a memorie of your face knowing i will never see you agian so many things i wish i would have said and things i wish i never would have done but its too late now the lights have gone down and i cant change our last goodbye

Too Late
You're in as much pain as I am. I see the hurt in your eyes and wonder if I have the same look. I don't want to like you, I didn't want to care about you, but we can't control our hearts and who it desires. We can only try to control how we act and react to what we feel. How do you feel about me? Do you feel the same connection I do? Do you get excited at the thought of seeing me like I do for you? Do I make you nervous? I don't know how to interpret the look in your eyes when you stare so deep into mine. I believe the eyes are the windows to the soul and I see a sad soul in you. Just as sad as I think my own soul is, crying and begging for quiet and solace. Can we find that in each other? How can I feel so much for you so soon? I don't want to be hurt again and I think that's the only place this friendship between us will end, in more hurt. I feel far too much for you and I know I shouldn't. I can't control who I care for. I don't want to love you but I think its too late.

Tool Academy And Mondays
that show is bad news. all of a sudden the girl im dating thinks she can "change" me. The show is entertaining to me, but i'd like to know, how many of you try to change the other person? whatever happened to liking someone for who they are? i know, there are adjustments that need to be made but the fact of the matter is, we are who we are because of YEARS of becoming like this. this is a slight issue i have with dating slightly older girls...hmmmm anywho, funny video: fisting? sorry had to add another funny video..this one pertaining to the subject...kinda

Too Little Too Late
Written Sunday, February 15, 2009 Too little too late was just a phrase until the man of my dreams faded away Now that he’s gone I feel somewhat betrayed though I am at fault, I hoped he would stay Too little too late is the only thing to describe how I feel as I lie in my bedroom tonight To feel what it’s like to lose the love of your life is to question your will, the will to survive Too little too late is all I can say because these 4 walls around me are almost decayed Much like my heart which has already lost pace as I walk around blindly, my footsteps retraced ©LittleO™

Too Long....
Tommorrow is gonna be the long day from hell... gotta be up at 7am EST, my plane leaves at 10:20, from here I fly to Toronto, then Calgary, then Seattle and then finally into Spokane, arriving at 230AM est.... yikes...... the trip was fun for the most part... April and Ernie rock! Wish me luck on not missing any flights, I won't be on at all tomorrow so see you all on Wednesday ♥ ya'll

Too Late For You And Your White Horse
It really was a very uneventful day as far as leaving the hotel room. We did however go on a two hour long journey to find the Swimfan movie at walmart. It's so fun in DC when a ten mile drive takes literally an hour. Stupid GPS and traffic. I had a nervous break down today thinking Dan was going to leave me. At one point he started saying "I can't help you anymore, Crystal." He hates me being "emo". We made a promise, I quit being emo, we no longer change our plans. I will stay in the pittsburgh apartment we get and see him every weekend until he is released.He's been bumming really hard today after his appointment. They didn't tell him how much longer he had, but more about brain injuries they have found. Calling him impulsive and unable to rationalize. I think he rationalizes just as much as a person without a brain injury... he thinks the same way I do :) I tried to comfort him. I told him no-matter what they told him today, he is still the same guy he was yesterday. And this is th

Too Late
I was ready to make my move but I lost my groove Someone else stole her heart now mine is torn apart It's my fault, my trouble My job to clean up the rubble. Maybe I'll get another chance This can't be my last dance

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Tool For Beginners....love This Shit
Tool is the shit.....For those of you dont know..... Heres a good place to start.... If you know anything about them you know that they are completely spiritual, from their artwork to their music.....its more than just rock....heres a taste... Ænema : Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this bullshit three ring circus sideshow of Freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car. It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to s

- Too Late -
i wait until i am too close, it's too late.i had to take myself out of the equation to keep you safe. ...and now it's late at night, i waited too, too long to stop, to ask,where does the story end? ...there's nowhere left, for me to go, i know it's too late....we waited til it got too hard, and now it's too late.

Too Late For Vengeance
I hope you suffer like me Go so far under like me I hope that you cannot breathe That you start suffocating Or just hyperventilating I hope that some day you see All you could have had in me I hope that you grieve and Cannot repent for your deeds I hope you can't stop the pain That you rip open your veins God I hope you go insane And want to bash out your brains All over me Or have you already?

Too Lost In You - Sugababe Lyrics
"Too Lost In You" You look into my eyes I go out of my mind I can't see anything Cos this love's got me blind I can't help myself I can't break the spell I can't even try I'm in over my head You got under my skin I got no strength at all In the state that I'm in And my knees are weak And my mouth can't speak Fell too far this time [Chorus:] Baby, I'm too lost in you Caught in you Lost in everything about you So deep, I can't sleep I can't think I just think about the things that you do (you do) I'm too lost in you (Too lost in you) ooh Well you whispered to me And I shiver inside You undo me and move me In ways undefined And you're all I see And you're all I need Help me baby (help me baby) Help me baby (help me now) Cos I'm slipping away Like the sand to the tide Flowing into your arms Falling into your eyes If you get too near I might disappear I might lose my mind [Chorus:] Baby, I'm too lost in you Caught in you Lost in everything about you So deep, I can't sleep I can't thi

Tools For Safely Removing Rogue Anti-malware By Ryan Russell
The last several rounds of malware I've had to fight were all of a type — bogus security applications. In this article, I'll share my favorite techniques for removing those fake "You're infected!" warnings that pop up on your PC. Scareware installs fake antivirus tools Some hackers' current money-making strategy is installing pop-up applications claiming your PC is infected with all kinds of scary things. Then they try to con you into paying for a full version of their faux antivirus software, which will supposedly clean your PC. Don't pay! At that point, giving the malware vendor money may only compound your troubles because your machine will still be infected, and the malware vendor will then have your money and your credit card information! When scareware code is installed on your PC, it often uses difficult-to-remove rootkits to protect itself. (For details on identifying fake security apps, see today's article by WS senior editor Woody Leonhard. Also see a F

Too Late Huh?...
So the mum about being a mama's girl kinda inspired me to write this blog. You know how most people pretty much love their parents unconditionally no matter what. Well I guess that's what I have but I am in no way close to my parents at all. I honestly can't remember the last time I hugged either of them or told them I loved them if I had ever even done that. I mean it's given that I DO love them of course, but expressing it is something that I've pretty much never done. I mean when I was younger I used to sleep in the same bed as my parents and I would always run up to my dad for a hug and if not I was pretty much stuck next to my mother all the time. But then when I moved to England (I was 6) my parents were fully seperated then and I lived with my mum and saw my dad once a week. I guess then I was still kinda stuck to my mother, I didn't sleep in my own bed till I was about 9 or 10 I think. But anyways I saw my dad once a week still but as I got older and became more fluent in E

Too Legitimate To Quitimate
I've been doing things like writing and reading sans arithmetic. I've also been in the processes of designing a type of social site for writers with a friend of mine who is an author of a few books which don't particularly suck. The basic idea is to give people a chance to promote their work or get it reviewed and pick up tips from writers who are already published. Neither this author friend of mine--we shall call him The Olive--nor I want this to be a place where people post their diary whinings, their jesus poems, or their erotica. This also means erotic musings about jesus in prose or poem will likely get you laughed off the site unless you know the meanings of words like satire. It'll be free in the hopes he and i can sell out to google for something really special. like a new typewriter or maybe a lost reel of 'my so-called life' episodes. It will also be selective unlike sites like fubar, facebook, and myspace. We're looking for people who are actually serious about writing and

Too Long In The Wasteland
To my friends and family I want to apologize. I made a decision to leave fubar. That decision was based on the actions of one person, who I thought was a close friend. I thought that person's actions were petty, and frankling baffling. It just left a very bad taste in my mouth, as I really trusted that person. But I now consider that in the past. I have received many requests from friends, telling me I should reconsider and stay on fubar. After much thought, I have decided to stay. The reasons are that I have such beautiful friends and family, who I have grown to love. Let me assure everyone that this was not a ploy to gain attention. In fact it was quite the opposite. So I am back on fubar, but without a VIP. So without a VIP, I sometimes will not have 11s to rate people. I will soon be posing a question directed at friends. Would you rather be rated a 10, or not rated, when I have no 11s to use? Thank you and much love to my family and friends. Martin

Tool - Stinkfist
Something has to change. Un-deniable dilemma. Boredom's not a burden Anyone should bear. Constant over stimu-lation numbs me but I would not want you any other way. It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, To feel, to know I'm alive. Finger deep within the borderline. Show me that you love me and that we belong together. Relax, turn around and take my hand. I can help you change Tired moments into pleasure. Say the word and we'll be Well upon our way. Blend and balance Pain and comfort Deep within you Till you will not want me any other way. It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said I don't want it. I just need it. To breathe, To feel, to know I'm alive. Knuckle deep inside the borderline. This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to. Relax. Slip away. Something kinda sad about the way that things have come to be. Desensitized to everything. What became of subtlety? How can

Too Late For Love
A true story about passion gone wild in the jungle. This story is free to read at Yahoo where it is listed. If you care to read this story called "Too Late For Love" just click here, and you will be taken directly to the story.

7 Tools In An Advanced Android Development Workflow
Understanding your development tools allow you to spend less time writing boilerplate code and solving the same problems over and over again. Here are seven tools every Android developer should familiarize themselves with to make their workflow more efficient and solve new problems.read more- http://tech.xtremelabs.com/7-tools-in-an-advanced-android-development-workflow/

Tool Of Option - Spybot Or Malwarebytes Anti-malware?
Ask yourself how do you feel about discussing your surfing around styles with unidentified events. Do you have any private information on your computer? Are you willing to waste some of your pc resources on showing invasive advertising on top of your open applications? How about allowing your Online access slow to a spider, while some harmful application bounty your e-mail address book? If pc germs started with tests and evidence of idea development in colleges, there is no doubt the affect known as germs currently was developed from the beginning for harmful requirements. Viruses obtained their objectives by distributing and going out of management in the crazy. The number of attacks was considered a evaluate of their achievements. Malware is not the result of applying chemistry concepts in application, but rather a terrible set of resources developed to pry on huge numbers of people, grab their data and not last, operate their understanding. Faced with the failures produced by germs,

Too Much
Too jaded Too tired Too broken hearted Too lonely Too bored Too nice Too busy Too many half truths Too many white lies Too many tears Too many wondering whys Too many questions Too many unanswered prayers Too many unfullfilled desires Too much, too many emotions until I can't see through the unshed tears, I can't feel through all the regrets, can't smell past the lilacs, & can't hear anything but my own voice screaming for release inside myself

Too Many Doors
in the shadows is where it hides never choosing left or right things are good right where they stand for once the king the ruler of the land east and west and black and white one is good the other a fright one is ok the other needs fixed apart its fun but they cant be mixed bad bad things will come to pass if the two should ever cross paths leaving the world simply destroyed Things that were once enjoyed will soon become no more in a land that has too many doors

Too Many Questions Unanswered.
Not very long ago, about 3 months or so, I met this wonderful lady on the internet. We met each other as members of a couple of different social networking sites. The initial conversations were general in nature, but we soon found that we had many things in common. It wasn't long before we noticed that our feelings for each other had progressed into a more serious nature, that of love. During one of our all-night I.M. chat sessions certain things were said and shared. Unfortunately I haven't been able to contact her for over 3 weeks. Thoughts of health concerns, computer issues, and family problems abound. I fear anger with me for not completely committing to the relationship may be more likely the cause. I had expressed a deep reservation on the grounds of problems with long distance relationships in the past and the subsequent failure that ensued. I want to take the "leap of faith" and enable myself to finally be with her. Since I have several health complications, and a case of soci

Too Much Sex?!?
“Eeeewwwww, gross!” “Mommy and Daddy sittin’ in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G” “There they go again…” These are phrases that are commonly heard in my house being uttered by one or more of my three children. It’s obvious that my husband and I are affectionate with each other. I figure this is okay as long as we’re in our own home and are not inappropriate around our children or guests. I enjoy sex. I absolutely love sexual play with my husband. We’re not bunnies, but we are usually intimate at least once a day. I make no bones about it. In fact, if prompted, I’ll talk about it freely. During such conversations, I’ve learned that some of my friends have intercourse quite frequently and some of them hardly even touch their spouses in an intimate way. I know that my friends love their spouses in their own ways, but I began to wonder: Who’s having sex, who’s not, and why either way? I’m not referring to single people. Today, I’m only contemplating the plight of the sex life of

Too Many Questions
Upon wakin my mind starts spinning me into circles of timeless wonders. Who??? What??? When??? Why???Where??? How??? Would it work?? All perfectly sane questions, if ur not questioning ur sanity as well... I tend to over analyze everything anymore.. I didnt used to be like this. I used to wake up an go where i pleased without thought of...... who i would hurt. where i was going. what i would do when i got there. why i wanted to go there in the first place. how i would make it once there. or if things would be ok in the long run.. I didnt have a care in the world.. since i got married i have changed im soo insecure with myself i can barely leave the house. much less persue a dream.. i have been tryin really hard lately to over come my insecruities.. but it seems like every step i make forward something or someone pulls me back 10... Is it too much to ask to want happiness?? yet again another question... question after question after question.... im 30 years old soon

Too Many Do Not Realise Or Care To See
TOO MANY DO NOT REALISE OR CARE TO SEE Today I sat and worked with my son on his American Government and History assignments. I read things I have not in a very long time. The very things that make America great and sadly the things we seem unable to stand for now. Too Many Do Not Realise or even care to see what it is America is all about. They want to change this land and make it something it has never been. The securing and spreading of democracy was the whole of the plan from the beginning. We started as a nation escaping dictatorship and royal controls. We knew then it was a fight and a daily war, that life took hard work and that, In the words of Thomas Jefferson without sacrifice of "lives, fortunes, and honor" there could be no freedom. Why do we now think it is any different and why do we not see spreading democracy as the only means of preserving it? If and this is a big "if" life now is harder and more complicated than it was in the time of our forefathers, do we th

Too Much Coffee?
You Know You've Still Had Too Much Coffee When... *You've worn out the handle on your favorite coffee mug *You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee *You've worn the finish off you coffee table *The Taster's Choice couple wants to adopt you *Starbuck's owns the mortgage on your house *You're so wired you pick up FM radio *Your life's goal is to "amount to a hill of beans" *Instant coffee takes too long *You want to be cremated just so you can spend eternity in a coffee can *You name your cats "Cream" and "Sugar" *Your lips are permanently stuck in the sipping position *Your first-aid kit contains two pints of coffee with an I.V. hookup

Too Much Thinking Isn't Good..
Gettin in one of those moods once again. The kind of blah-fuck-your-life-fuck-the-world kind of moods. I feel like I wanna just scream at everyone, hit a few select people and have good cry so that I'll feel better....or at least convince myself that I'll feel better. I'm a great listener to everyone, I see myself as a great friend to people but can't seem to go to any of them when I need to. I wanna be able to go to someone instead of keeping it all in all the time, and I know there are a couple here I could do that with but Im not used to that so I know it won't happen. So this is kind of a waste of your time and my time...but I got nothing but time to waste.

Too Much Of You
More beautiful than my eyes can handle Too much to understand Too much to taste More than I can hear More than my heart can take So kind and generous So beautiful and addictive So warm and caring And so good for me But all this, too much You don't share my vission You don't understand my emotion But I can't help but want Too much of anything you

Too Much Informat Ion!!
Name: Kym Eye color: Let me look and see Height: 5'7" Damn right I do, and I always have a reason Month: How can I pick out a favorite month? Any other options here? Juice: Any kind that goes with Vodka! Favorite cartoon : Ok...I'll tell u....Daffy Duck ---------------------------------------------------------- HAVE YOU EVER... Given anyone a bath: Ummm....I have a daughter.....I would say so Bungee Jumped? Are you out of your fucking mind? Made yourself throw-up? Isn't that entertaining! Woohoo..... skinny dipping? Do u have to be skinny? Hehe! Loved someone so much it made you cry? how sad is this? Broken a bone: how about a broken heart? Played truth or dare: Yeah, go ahead and dare me! Been in a physical fight: How old are we? Came close to dying: Missed it by that much! Been in a hot tub: How about a VERY hot tub! Fallen asleep in school: It's been so long I forgot Ran away: I let my brother and sister do

Too My Friends So Not Left Wondering (comming From A Daddies Lil Girl)
well all....so far the begining of my christmas is some what rough....as it is i may not b around much over the next lil while may pop off and on every now and then but not on for an hour or more at a time....waitin on one more bad thing to happen !st thing was the truck ($3000.00) to fix it, and now recieved an e-mail from my momma and then a call from her today stating my daddy is apparently in rough shape and going for several tests because was told he probobly has throat cancer.......sorry for disapearing, but i feel i don't wanna b around here right now but will b sire to peek every now and then. hope u all have an awsome christmas if i don't talk to ya much b4 then. and well since i have posted this and bulletin only three peeps have read what i have said so ya may as well fuckin delete me from friends...nobody other then those three have even viewed this shit. have a marrrrry fucking ho ho _________________.s$$_________ ____s$ ________________s$$$?______s__ ___s$³

Too Much
Really beginning to experience a pet peeve and was wondering if mayb was just my comp or I hallucinating or what.I find myself avoiding some of my friends profiles and going in to say hi because it takes to damn long to load their page.I realize that people wanna make thier page look kewl,i've tried to make mine appealing to other's,but when is enough actually to much.I myself find that i spend more time on this site than is actually healthy lol,but to spend 5 minutes of that time waiting for someones page to load just so i can spend 30 seconds to send a comment to them is just to much effort.The variety of songs and videos available to us for downloading is superb,but if you tack a sh@tload directly onto your page and not stash it,well hell i can't be bothered to wait for your page to leave a comment that will most likely not even get acknowledged.Anyway's,sounds more like i ranting now,but it bugging me and was wondering if it bother's other's?

Too Many Lies And Drama For Me...
This is mainly for the Pagan and Wiccan friends I have. As you all know recently the Wiccan/Pagan family was broken apart by unfortunate circumstances. While I was not involved in any of that I hava friends on either side of it. During it all I maintained my friends and did my best to not get involved. This morning I recieved a message that troubled me greatly. This is what I recieved... date: 2006-12-17 04:09:23 subject: new family read receipt: Yes replied: 2006-12-17 11:56:40 block user Hello my dear, When I return, I will be starting a new family.Things will be different this rtime..Mistress Featherwoow, Db cowgirl and Lady Isis will run it..I shall still he head of the family..No pagans will be allowed..All concerning famult will stay in family... I know you are friends with the ones who were responisble for the dis banning of the family...All I ask is that you say nothing to anyone of our new family especialy them..I will contact you pon my return.. This famil

Too Much Time On His Hands.
This Guy Has Way Too Much Time On His Hands... This gentleman lives in St. Louis, Mo. and each year at Christmas he decorates his home and synchronizes the lights with music. This must literally take him months! The video is a little blurry and slow at first, but watch the entire thing...it's a hoot at the end! This just blows me away!!! Wouldn't you hate to be the neighbor that lives across the street??? LMAO

~~too Much Bullshit On Cherrytap Anymore~~
~~~~~KUDOS TO THIS POSTING~~~I APPROVE OF IT TOO~~~~ if i wanted to be on a site that i have to put up with bullshit i would be on yahoo or myspace i agree with this bulliten 100% but its pretty bad that someone got a bug up there ass and wants to ruin things for everyone When I get a message that says... Error: i fucking hate spammers, you just made the list. ...while trying to leave a comment for my friends...not only does it PISS ME OFF!... ...It also tells me just how much time of my life I have wasted on here! I really do love the Sweet friends I have made on here...but with the NSFW and now this crap... ...Wanting to click onto this site... ...just...dropped WAY down on my things to do list! And Just so you know CT...I am NOT a spammer...but if that is something that interests you... ...Slide down your pants and squeel like a pig! As members...we have been treated like crap...We leave countless comments to friends, and new

Too My Soldier Brothers And Sisters And All Sevrvice Members
Those who make the ultimate sacrifice have a character many civilians can't understand to place your life in danger to take care of those to your right and left is proof of the character you have and the person you are. Too many take this for granted. Many of our citizens don't realize we are at war because the threats are thwarted before harm comes to the general public. They only feel the anger for the losses we incur. May god give them the clarity to understand what we fight for is there safety and the safety of our lovedones and children. We fight so many can have an opinion. We fight for a country while not perfect; is worth fighting for. Let us hope they one day get it and that the public and congress let us fight for a clear objective instead of policing the world and patching leaks. Let us fix the problem. Let the public know what we fight for and let us band together as a country to support the stop of sensless violence mascaraded as religeous ferver. God Bless all service

Too Much To Bare
How could this happen? How could so much pain be? It seems like I went to bed on top of the world And today the world's on top of me People tell me no matter how hard it gets I can't give up just yet What ever happened to us living in a world of peace and equailty? Wanting the same and yet we killing one another for grief and jealousy. I try to live my dull life without a simple care But at times I can't take it anymore it's just to much to bare When the clouds in the sky are all grey dark and lonely It feels like I'm the 1 in the world; the 1 and only Tell me why I should live this life I'm living With all the tears it's bringing and all the pain it's giving I'm writing this poem to tell you just how I feel And like in Usher's Confessions it's the truth I just revealed

Too Much To Ask????
So i was just wondering if maybe i was asking for too much in a guy..... *someone to cuddle with, even if it doesn't lead to anything else. *someone to tell me i look beautiful even though i have been crying, my makeup is all smeared, and my nose is all stuffy..... *someone to kiss me like they mean it, to have a little passion behind it and no alterior motive. Kiss me like you mean it. *someone to want to kiss me around their friends, to show me off, and be proud to be w/ me..... *someone that has to fight to keep their hands off of me....even if all they want to do is hold my hand or wrap their arms around me..... *someone that doesn't mind that i watch little kids movies.....and will be willing to watch them w/ me w/o a single complaint because they got to spend time w/ me. *someone that can hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok when i have a bad day. *someone that will be there for me even if all i need is someone to help me fix the tiniest, simp

Too Many Flags On The Mantel!!
I wanted to say THANK YOU to all for the support, even though i am inactive now, I still bleed RED, WHITE & BLUE!! I also still have six of my brothers who are there. This is for them "MAY YOU ALWAYS FEEL THE RECOIL AND SEE THE RED MIST, SEMPER-FI MY BROTHERS, COME HOME SAFE we would much rather have you than the flag on the mantel! That is the flag we fight for; however, Let us not lay any more flags on the mantel,and if we must then we shall do it with HONOR, and RESPECT!!You will ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED!! To all of the troops, "WE WILL KEEP THE CANDELS BURNING UNTIL YOUR SAFE RETURN!!" GOD BLESS THE CORE, AND ALL OF THE TROOPS. SEMPER-FI MY BROTHERS!!

Too Much Agreement Kills A Chat.
"Too much agreement kills a chat." Eldridge Cleaver Many of us haven't learned there is room for disagreement in a relationship. Some who grew up in disfuntional families saw a lot of pain, anger, and quarreling. Many learned to be always pleasing and agreeable, no matter how they felt. Others took it as a personal insult when someone disagreed with them. We choke the vitality and excitement in our love relationships if we are too intent on avoiding conflict. Nothing can be resolved if we smooth everything over. Differences between people don't just go away. If we don't bring them out, they fester and create silent tension or boredom. If we willingly express our thoughts and feelings, we can learn how to resolve our disagreements and to appreciate each other for our differences as well as our similarities. If two people in a relationship were exactly alike, one of them would be unnecessary. I will try to be more open about my differences with people, no

Too Much Thinking...lol
Do you ever have a period of time when you feel as though no matter what you do you're stuck? Like no matter how fast you run or how hard you push-you never get anywhere. I hate that.. ..It's as though until I fix this time won't let go. I'm trapped in this moment (well not so much this exact moment, but a moment..lol..anyway) I'm trapped here and I can't go forward. I feel lost and it's almost as though everyone around me is moving on and I'm being left in the past. It's rather sureal; but no matter what I do I'm still stuck.

Too Much Thought
We are thankful to be alive Through all these years we survive There is no place for us to hide Though the tears we harbor inside Loss and longing does abound Hurting grips us, without sound This, the season to atone Still to find ourselves alone To be "Thankful", that's the word That I find to be absurd People starving everywhere People dying, few who care Another year, a little older Maybe time has made us colder Time to stand, and yell stop Before the world bleeds it's last drop Population just keeps growing Our technology is downloading Sedated minds are lost in time A legacy they leave behind The coming of a brand new age So many filled with hate and rage Filled with sadness and with sorrow Blackened souls down to the marrow Time for us to take control Or is complacency the toll I am thankful to be alive Very glad that I survive There is one thing I can not hide I really need To take a ride ©Dark

Too Many Walls Just Keep Going Up In My Life
Current mood: scare and worried. since I could not find the stamp for song I currently playing, I am kind of watching the Move A Walk To Remember, and listening to Many Moore's song Only Hope. I have marked my life to a Walk To Remember, even though no one is sick like the girl was in this movie, but then again I cannot say anyone is not sick as of yet, this movie will always be my movie I relate to it no matter what. Life does so many things to people these days, it just aint funny anymore. I know when me and my ex broke up in one the weirdest ways it could have ever happen, all I ever wanted to do was see her one last time. Then my parents spoke to me stating she may come back one day, my fathrr never got so close to me as he did and never though I hear the words he stated that day, that if it was meant to be she will come back. My mom said the same, but was just unhappy with how it all happened. My mother spoke to me and we talked and talked, she told me how she

Too Much In Love
Some things I think about, most of them you know, The things I think about, never letting go, I wonder where I'll be in a few years,I wonder about the past, But I look to the future, knowing you are my last, I dream of being in your arms, leaning deep into your kiss, My mind goes into a daydream, every bit of you I miss, I search for answers to questions that people ask, Like are you going back, are you sure your taking that path, And again I am thinking, my one and only true, And again I am yearning, cause I cant wait to see you, I wait for the phone to ring, I anticipate the call, Cause every time I hear your voice, the deeper in love I fall, I want to be in your arms, Never letting go, I want the world to acknowledge, the love I have to show, but I don't care what people think or understand, Cause I get chills everywhere, just by the touch of your hand, What do I think about, I guess you already see, I'm nothing without you next to me, You bring me joy, you bring m

Too Much
Well it seems I have been thrown back into my practice head first. I knew initially talking to Slug that there was some psychic connection, understanding whatever. But in the past few days people I have just met as well as those already in my life have been calling me out. Time to do something about it? I think so. But I'm gonna need some help.

Too Much
I'm seriously so fucking sick and tired of all the shit that is going on here at home lately. That's part of the reason why I'm not on here much lately. School is just about the only place I can get away from all this shit. But lucky me... I have no Saturday class this weekend. Argh.

Too Much Caffeine
I am back to not sleeping well. I've tried quite a bit of different things to help with it. Unfortunately, not one of them seems to last. My tolerance builds up and leaves me feeling like a there isn't any hope of getting sleep. I use to not mind that feeling. I had gotten quite use to it. Now it's just as annoying as shit because I'm all sorts of tired at work and can't concentrate on anything. Lucky for me, today anyway, I've had a crap load of coffee and now I'm hyper as hell. Oh yea... They FINALLY released the first season of The Henry Rollins Show from IFC on DVD!!!! :) I'm so broke but I bought it anyway. I just couldn't resist. I've been looking for airline tickets to SEA lately. It's making me so antsy to actually be there. I am hoping to talk Aim into going back to Canada for a day or so. It was so wonderful out there the first time. Hot Asian chicks everywhere! On that note... I've gotta go. There are drinks to be had and strippers to be laughed at. :)

Too My Friends
IF I'M DELETED FOR SOME ODD REASON I AIN'T COMEING BACK I'LL MISS YOU ALL I HAVE THIS STALKER THATS BEEN MAKING ME AN MY WIFE LIFE HELL FOR THE PAST 2 MONTHS SHES STEALS OUR PICS GO'S TOO OTHER SITE SAYING SHES US AN ITS JUST GETTING OLD

Too Much On My Mind
This is the world as I've come to know it These days when you awaken to the static-electric hum Of dead silence outside your window When the clouds hang a little lower in the sky And it seems inevitable that the day will end before it has even begun. These are the days when our minds linger in the doldrums Of too many whiskey jars and too few friends and familiar faces When nothing that you know... Becomes the only comfort you suddenly have And when the dreams that spiral, twist, and copulate before your open eyes Are the fears you never could have faced. This is the time when we can smile bright-eyed and optimistic Saying nothing much bad happens in the world But when even truer slips into the shadows at the corners of our eyes And whispers that nothing much bad really fucks up the week.

Too Many Errors.
So in trying to respect the new unwritten rules sent down from above that the powers that be, I have noticed that no matter how hard you try, errors will still rear their ugly head. During Happy Hour, if you are rating photos and stash at a rate unacceptable to the CT server you will still get a you are rating too fast, please try again. And before anyone jumps down my throat to tell me wait for the entire photo or page to load, I do that, count to five then rate. Then they still want to tell me I'm rating too fast? Attempting to comment photos is even worst. You wait for the entire page to load, count five seconds, then submit your comment, but sometimes out of the blue you get the infamous, error session timed out or the even more serious error comment dropped, stop flooding our server. Now I have slowed my ratings and comments to a crawl on here and it still not enough to avoid getting a random error. Maybe the site is just growing too fast for it's own good.

Too Much, Too Many
Too many tears wasted Too much time lost Too much pain tasted Too many feelings tossed Too many dreams thrown away To an undeserving man Too many thoughts of yesterday Thrown aside in the sand Too much heartache you've begun Now all I feel is hurt Too much of my life gone Wasted on someone who treated me like dirt So I'm writing this to say I'm done with you and your lies I can no longer stay So it's time to say our goodbyes...

Too Much Drama
I just have to say that I have noticed there is alot of drama going on here. I mean come on aren't we all adults here? There are alot of great people out there and I have some of them on my friends list. I have met some great people on here but you know some of those people are seriously thinking that they just have no need to be on here anymore because the way that some others on here act. I mean if you are an adult act like one. Don't do all the childish bs..If ya want that then take it somewhere else. I know for one that I can't stand to be around someone that just downrates everyone or acts childish and it being so unneccessary. Well I guess thats enough on my thoughts...So until next time....

Too Much Trash In My Emails
Please do not send me emails. Yesterday I received 38, all wanting me to look at this or check out some blog or something. I am not interested in the same things that they are. I don't send them emails everyday requesting them to look at all the shit i find slightly interesting. So 4 the love of God stop it. Try to find some help or at least a friend. Get a hobby. Do what ever just stop sending me all this shit. Most of the people on here are cool and we get along just fine. Some of them are wonderful. When i come in here I do look and read and listen to music. I enjoy music. I do not find rating people and am willing to chat with almost anyone if I have the time. That can be great. What is this site all about? What are the points for? Are they just to buy pictures to give away? What ever I like the pics and the tunes. I have chatted with some very nice ladies from far away places and i thought that was cool. So here I am rambling. If you taken the time to read this you should probabl

Too Much Time
At the root of insanity Is having too much time on your hands-- Too much time to think-- Too much time to remember past hurts And to wish things could be different. Too much time spent alone, Staring at these four walls With too much time to think, To remember past hurts And to wish things were different. Got to rid myself of this insanity. I'll busy myself with a flurry of activities And seek the companionship of others. They´ll tell me time heals all wounds, But for now I'll still cry-- When I have too much time to think And remember past hurts, Wishing things are different. --Jo A. Witt Copyright 1994

Too Much Info, Insides Overblown
Well anyone who has been a friend of mine in the past 10yrs or so knows about Doug. They know my whole world was wrapped up around him and his words were gospel to me. That my love for him was deeper than any love I thought I would ever have again. That he even has been an issue between Phil and I, that I have struggled with staying with Phil to go back to Doug. That Doug has said he would change if I went back to him and dumped Phil. But that I did choose Phil over Doug. Last night I found out all those years Doug was also with Kath. That he was not sleeping on the couch. That they were only ever really broken up for very short spurts. I learned a ton more but it's really not worth writing it all out. I mean just what I have written right now is enough. How does a guy get away with that for 10yrs? Now he is going to put someone else through it? How can he live with himself? I think Phil is happy just another thing to throw in my face to prove he is better than Doug. I hate how he u

Too Many Maintenance Spanking?
I have been told by some that Kay receives to many maintenance spankings and that I should not give so many, well lets see, she has had two since New years eve, wow too many right. We have decided to start them more frequently, because when Kay is spanked for maintenance it eliminates the need for punishment spankings. Kay has a better attitude and submits more with these then if I were to only punish her for actions. Although she receives maintenance spankings they are not the same as a punishment, these types are less painful and less in duration, a simple reminder to behave. In the past we have tried to spank only for punishments, but quickly found out that Kay was being punished way to frequently, her attitude and behavior suffered as she was not getting the attention like a maintenance provides. So instead of just getting punished for guidelines and having a very sore bottom we started maintenance spankings, even though they bring her to tears, the amount of the spanking i

Too Many Walls - Cathy Dennis
Wish on a rainbow is all I can do Dream of the good times that we never knew No late nights alone in your arms I'll dream on Living in wonder, thinking of you Still looking for ways to uncover the truth You're so young is all they can say They don't know. If I could change the way of the world I'd be your girl Too many walls have been built in between us Too many dreams have been shattered around us If I seem to give up they'll still never win Deep in my heart I know the strength is within Watching the others chances drift by They'll never discover these feelings I hide Deep inside I'm falling apart All alone with a broken heart Thinking in silence is all they allow These words still unspoken may never be found All these dreams one day will be mine They cross my mind My time has yet to come Until then Too many walls have been built in between us Too many dreams have been shattered around us If I seem to give up they'll still never win Deep in my heart I kno

Too Much Of A Good Thing
So, as you've probably read from most of my blogs, recently, it seems that the majority of my problems are stemming from too much available free time. I was visited this afternoon by a telephone call from my supervisor. Apparently, due to a reorganization of call volume, my schedule was changed to days. As a result, while I have the same days off, I'm no longer there overnight. (Sleep cycle - we hardly knew ye...) The "good" news: Because of the switch, I've been given time off so I can readjust. I was scheduled to go in tonight, but now I'm not required to be back until Friday morning, 6 a.m. The "bad" news: I've already been off three days this week, and I'm already fighting a losing battle against boredom. I decided to continue taking the constructive approach and find something to do for myself. Since I was here, and since this is near the peak time of the day for finding people to talk to, I went traversing lounges. Unfortunately, everyone seemed to busy to notice ther

Too Much Cya And Not Enough Git-r-done!
Right now I am dealing with a pressing matter that happened in front of my apartment last night: We were hit with a wave of severe thunderstorms and even a few tornadoes. Southwestern Missouri, including Joplin, was heavily hit. Trees were knocked down across town; a neighbour had the top half of his tree knocked down and another tree right in front of my complex was knocked down too. Right away a van from the local ABC affiliate arrived and I spoke with the station's lead news anchor about the tree that had fallen into the street and even onto my car. It was all over the local news yesterday. (LEFT: Photo of the fallen tree, about 6.00a on Friday (2007-06-08)) (RIGHT: Tree was only partially cut away later that morning in a half-assed job by the City of Joplin Streets Department, who refuse to finish the job, though it fell on a city parkway, city street, and city sidewalk) Fortunately it looks like my insurance provider are willing to work with me and I

Too Much Information (tmi)
A guy goes to the supermarket and notices a beautiful blond woman wave at him and say hello. He's rather taken aback, because he can't place where he knows her from. So he says, "Do you know me?" To which she replies, "I think you are the father of one of my kids." Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been unfaithful to his wife and says, "My God, are you the stripper from my bachelor party that I laid on the pool table with all my buddies watching, while your partner whipped my butt with wet celery and then stuck a carrot up my ass???" She looks into his eyes and calmly says, "No, I'm your son's math teacher."

Too Much I Give But Pain I Gain
TOO MUCH I GIVE BUT PAIN I GAIN © Fides Assessing myself as I looked nowhere Asking myself why I felt tormented As well as of remorse thinking my fate Endless acts of giving indeed been laid A message to convey of your importance… At times don’t want to think taken for granted At times I felt it was all just an act from you Trying to reciprocate my deeds as to repay Just to pleased the promises only at first But it was put aside once more until piled… Courage I’m waiting for me to open-up Reasons why I start to change of direction Our friendship we built I want for keeps But the feeling I have need to extinguish I can’t imposed my rights for I really don’t have… The fault is within me for I care too much I give too much but I found myself hurt High expectations I regard from your side Deep within me I knew it is awkward My thoughts for you now, its time to set it free…

Too Many Cigarettes...
Saturday, December 16, 2006 Too many cigarettes... Well what can I say, Iraq is hell.Fourth ID has left and we are in full stride.We are finally settled in our rooms.Its nice to spread out and breath a little.However we are still 4 to a room and that is the way its going to stay.So privacy is still kind of an issue.I have my little 10 ft x 10ft living area and Im happy with it.I wasted no time wallpapering my walls with pinup girls and stuff.When 4th ID left, they sold us thier DVD players,TVs and playstations to us for a small price.Local merchants sell movies and games for about $2.00 a pop on the FOB.Movies and games are like trading cards.I have recently discovered something new that I can honestly say is the greatest thing in the universe.Thats right,the entire universe! Its called the,Spiced Chi Frappe.Its like they put heaven and ice in a blender,put that baby on frappe and poured it into a little plastic cup with a straw.....Its like heaven in a plastic cup..but cold.

Too Many Lies,scandal And Wounds That Cut Too Deep...
I've known for awhile that my husband was gonna go out with my friend Andrea's boyfriend Drew. I was ok with that. Hell I'm ok with him going out with just about anyone as long as he is upfront,and honest with me. If you have nothing to hide then why be shady and lie about bs right?? Well,first Chad tried telling me he was going out with his brother,then it changed to he was going to this bar alone,and that he'd meet people there to talk to,then finally when I point blanked asked him if he was going out with his secretary from work (Carolina) he said to me "why would you think that?" I told him dont pull some bullshit on me and he finally fessed up that yeah he was. I was not angry in the least about him going out with her, just the fact he felt the need to lie about it. It didnt make sense that if everything was on the up and up he would need to be shady. So I went there and confronted him about the lies. I was so upset I punched him and told him I dont appreciate the fu

Too Much On My Plate? ( Bad !)
I skate cross country but all i do is wana come home to you, yeah i make enough money but, its not enough. when i come home i get fucking wasted. Every minute of every fuckin' day i want to say "FUCK OFF IM DONE, I QUIT!" MQT is a a great place to skate... I know this. MQT rocks periods. I don't know maybe im drunk but when im sober i need a new job damnit.

Too Many Decisions!!!!!
I have to many decision to make!!!!! Its either I stay in Mich...with my parents or go back to Mass with my children....The only thing is I dont have anywhere in Mass to live right now....I dont know what to do....I just broke up with my boyfriend and I hate being alone....

Too My Baby Love
When Do Thugs Shed Tears My Dear Thuggett ..... The answer to this question is not known by many, and is told few . . . . But tonite my dear thuggett i'll try and answer it just for you........ I know for sure that a thug sheds tears......... When the thugging is interrupted and we are locked up facing years........... I'll skip a space or two I suppose before I continue to write stright with these tears... But dont cry in the open so in stead a thug waits for lights out, and then sheads tears with the blanket pulled over his head ......... A thug crys when he misses his thuggett...... Nights filled with passion, and sweat these are the times he can't forget..... A thug sheads tears when theres no more ballin , No more clubbiing...... Only collect calling........ And jail house thugging ..... When the mask is lifted , And a thug is faced with reality and fears....... This My Dear Th

Too Much
last week i decided i would live like i did when i was in college and go out every night and have fun. well i had fun, but what the hell i spent over $900 in alcohol and food in seven nights. no wonder i was in debt to my eye balls all the time back then. that means i was spending $128.57 a night in booze and food. and it wasn't like i was ordering drinks and eating steaks i was having beer, pizza and burgers and maybe a salad. jeez i'm glad i'm not addicted to anything. except maybe warcraft, but that's only costing me 15 bucks a month. damn 900 bucks pissed away...man makes you wonder.

Too Much Time In My Pc Chair
Well today is my day off. And what goals have I set for today? I have decided to spend as much time as possible with my very bestest buddy, my "PC Chair" Give me a moment to describe it to you. it is a 5 wheeled high backed, double armed, faded purple (under the stains n dust) PC Chair, and is about the most comfy place in the house. Not to mention its located right in front of my PC I dont even have to get up for a snack cuz my thoughtful chair has taken my hunger into consideration amd has cleverly stashed away random goodies down in the crevices. When I am low on change, who but my PC Chair has tended to my financial needs and freely donates up to $1.86 in change. You may say " $1.86 ? what can ya do with that?" But hey thats a cold soda pop to enjoy ( in my PC Chair of course). It has wheels so that I dont have to get up and walk anywhere in the house. All I need do is push myself around and Im there. A few pushes and Im in the restroom and with some "experianc

Too Many Nights
Diane had spent too many nights out with Roxie, out with Kelly - out, out, out, all the fucking time - and leaving me to channel surf and drink too much beer. So I decided to entice her. I took a nice long shower, double scrubbed my parts, and I put on this stupid thong she bought me at some sex party Jan and her friend, Venessa, threw - it made me look like I had a bag of grapes hanging from my belt. Then I rubbed baby oil all over to make me shine like those guys in the goddamn magazines that she brings into the bathroom. So, she comes home - I can hear her keys in the door and I lay down on the dining room table spread eagle - dinner for one - and she walks in... ...with all her friends... ...and mine... ...and the couple from down the hall... ...and the cable guy... © All rights reserved

Too Much Money (and Me Not Paying Attention To Delete..)
On iTunes today. But it was probably worth it. It was like buying back memories. Big Audio Dynamite, Less Than Jake and The Cure. The days of my first car, good ol Scuzzlebutt we called it. My friend Amber and I raising hell from here to DC and Baltimore, no punk, ska, rock, or alternative concert missed. To Frederick to play the part of Mallrats before the movie even debuted, and give the homeless magician dollars to pull flowers out of a hat. Smoking, cussing, rocking out to the FM radio that the car came with. Got one hand on the wheel The other out the window A smile on my face My middle finger out 2, 3, 4 Going by every tattoo shop we could find, even though we were too young to partake, to Ocean City to pick random people off the Boardwalk to pose as a parental figure to sign for piercings. Dire Straits, Moody Blues, Yes. My dads old tunes. Listening in the garage and acting as badass as my brothers, helping strip copper and smoosh cans for cash. Truck rides to my p

Too Much Damn Fun
Hey guys this is a repost of an idea i had a couple days ago, but then Ghost was REALLY generous and bought me one... but here goes: I LOVED my happy hours, and I'd really like to do it again, but as most of you know, i've been out of work aside from a paysite i work at off and on, for about 3 years now, if not longer... so i really can't afford it on my own. Here's where you all come in: I'm taking donations to my paypal account - if you want to make one, send me a mail and i'll give you the email address to use... even if it's just a dollar or two - Every single dollar would help. So if you think i'm worth at least a dollar, based on what you know of me, please help me out ;) Love you guys :) Sin

Too Much
When I hold you, hear you breathing, whispering to me - I see the color of tomorrow, dazzling, dancing, drowning me in too much happiness for this heart to hold. When I hold you, I must hold my breath. © All rights reserved

Too Much Time
I spend way too much time imagining her hands her hair her lips her words whispered to me; imagining her weight moistness between our bare skin - not obsession, longing needing wanting to find her in the darkness pull her near to me and deliver to her the love she deserves. When we one day touch lightly then hard impassioned frantic wanton stripping away all barriers expressing wordlessly in silent shouts desires pent like caged beasts within us, we will know truly we are possible. © All rights reserved

Too Much On My Mind.
I'm sitting here thinking about life... and how i, well that is to say most of us, live in a land of confusion... because if you think about it, we do live in a land of confusion. If we dont know what to do or who to call then I we get bored... and sit and think about life and get slightly confused as to why certain things in our life happens... it prolly seems strange but i think about this every night before bed. No matter how tired I am i sit up for at least 2 hours contemplating life... because thats all i have to do... that is basically my "me" time. I spend it thinking about why certain things happened through out the day or at work... and how they helped to better me in this strange place, time, and world. I honestly don't understand life all that well but I have learned that things happen for a reason even if they can't be explained right away. The way I see it is: Life will throw things at you to see if you can deal with it. If you cant deal with it then life will make you

Too Much Time Thinking On Things
ahh seems i always think on things in my life way too much. expetially around my birthday which was monday. just thinking bout life relationships money and many other things. which for me since i usually wind up spending most of my life alone while most my friends are gettin married havin kids good family pretty much a complete life. while myself ya i can aford to do what i like most the time, but ya know something what does it matter when ya spend most your time doing things and what not alone by myself. even around what few friends i have i usually feel alone. then again doesn't help they usually either are married or atleast got good g/f's. while me all i ever seem to freakin get involved with are women that turn out to be total utter wastes of time and energy. been trying to keep myself busy with vehicles and what not but just not managing good enough. is it really too much to be able to find a woman that i can spend time with maybe even the rest of life, but nooo i gotta keep gett

Too Much Drama
i started this profile to meet new people,have fun have people checkout my music page on myspace. Now, its starting to become people bickering over bullshit. so with that said, at the end of the week i'll be deleting my fubar profile. for those of you who have been added to my profile on myspace u can keep in touch with me on there. i have WAY TO MUCH on my plate to deal with childish shit......I'M A GROWN ASS MAN, I HAVE MY KIDS TO PLAY WITH!!!!! Anyways, its been wonderful meeting all of u guys and hope to hear from yall soon. ~D~ "DADDY"

Too My Good Friends
to all my good friends,you may have noticed that I haven't been on the last few day's,well my old computer died and now I've got a new one,so it has beengetting my things in order so please bear with me. LOVE YOU ALL AND MAY YOU ALL BE BLESSED LOVE YA COWBOY MIKE

Too Many People Put Off Something That Brings Them Joy!!
Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven't thought about it, don't have it on their schedule, didn't know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine. I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible. How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn't suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word "refrigeration" mean nothing to you? How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched 'Jeopardy' on television? I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, "How about going to lunch in a half hour?" She would gas up and stammer, "I can't. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain." And my personal fa

Too Much
Too Much Too much to handle Too much to take Too much to think about Too much to fake Too much to wonder Too much to dream Too much to cry about Too much to scream Too much to smile Too much to frown Too much to sleep on it Too much to drown Too much to laugh Too much to talk Too much to write about Too much to walk Too much to lie Too much to swear Too much to yell about Too much to care

Too Many Tears
I dont why but for the past few days all I have been doing is crying a lot. I feel like there are many reasons as to why I am crying but I really do not know what they are. All I know is that I feel drained, my eyes are puffy and red, my head hurts, my heart aches, my nerves are going nuts on me. Yet, I do not know what is causing me to be depressed. As of late it feels like a lot of things that is going on in my life is so nuts and confusing. Yet I keep going. I never quit. I am always fighting. But Im depressed... a Fighter depressed? How is that possible? I do not know probably it is because I am tired of fighting... tired of having things like housing issues come about... tired of being without Nate by my side (too more months and he will be with me thats the only plus I have for me right now)... tired of school. I know I am going to be a college grad in a year and a half. But damn I should have been done by now. I am so mad at myself. There thats my answer. I am depresse

Too Much
just a touch makes me shiver your words make me weak, i cant breathe why did you never tell me these words that now flow so freely from your mouth that sweet mouth i wish to taste again begging me to let you touch me feel you deep inside me craving you more than i ever thought i could those times we shared making me scream in ecstasy your fingers explore my body your tongue reaching places i never thought possible telling me your deepest fantasy making me wet with anticipation your eyes showing me your enjoyment as i please you take me there again one more time to heaven again as you make me cum over and over again I'm not sure if I can surrender so soon! Bring me down, toss me around, seductively, productively, you know you want, and so you taunt, I don't know if I can even go on! You're just too much...

Too Much
too much to think about, pain to cope with, that hasn't been resolved. too many feeling colliding, apologies to make, friends to discard. how can you be happy when there are too many unsolved problems to fix? why do we always make it harder than it has to be? who can we trust if we don't even trust ourselves enough to be who we really are? when are all my problems going to disappear and give me some peace of mind?

Too Much, Or Not Enough?!?!?!?!
Too Much or Not Enough!?!?!? SO which one am I????? Too tall, or not tall enough!?!? Too dark, or not dark enough!?!? Too stocky, or not skinny enough!?!? Too much hair, or not enough?!?! Too nice, or not mean enough!?!?! Too ugly, or not hott/cute/handsome/sexy enough!?!?! Too picky, or not selective enough!?!? Or is everything just too much for me......................

Too Much Judgement
I just don't understand people...in general...Especially people who reply to mumms. Sometime I put stupid stuff on there just for fun, but most of the timeit is serious stuff that I'd like an honest, but polite answer about. But people can't seem to be nice on this site...at least 90% of the people. I'm attractive and post revealing pictures so I get either I want to fuck you or your a whore. I'm a 19 almost 20 year old mother and I get some way to goes...but a majority of babies having babies or way to start your life tramp. When no one who comments really know who I am. I'm an intelligent woman...There is more to me than my looks or my age. I'm just happy that I take these judgements with a grain assult, but think about the individuals out there who saying things like this would really hurt their feelings or may change the way they think about themselves forever. Most of the people saying these things are adults...why can you all be mature? It is ridiculus. Also, women alway

Too Many Questions
Tom is applying for a job as a signalman for the local railroad, and is told to meet the inspector at the signal box. The inspector decides to give Tom a pop quiz, asking, "What would you do if you realized that two trains were heading towards each other on the same track?" Tom says, "I would switch one train to another track." "What if the lever broke?" asks the inspector. "I'd run down to the tracks and use the manual lever," answers Tom. "What if that had been struck by lightning?" challenges the inspector. "Then," Tom continues, "I'd run back up here and use the phone to call the next signal box." "What if the phone was busy?" "In that case," Tom argues, "I'd run to the street level and use the public phone near the station." "What if that had been vandalized?" "Oh, well," says Tom, "in that case I'd run into town and get my Uncle Leo." This puzzles the inspector, so he asks, "Why would you do that?" "Because he's never seen a train crash!"

Too Much Drama.
You know there comes a time when some people wake up and get the clue bat that hit them months ago. It is called the moment of clarity. I have had that. in this state of recluse I have been in. The moment came to me not when is important but I realized that that we as human thrive on drama. No matter how hard we try to rid it of our lives we all have to have it. There are various degrees. No life is drama free. Sorry I cannot be convinced otherwise. Most try and some succeed in having a low or minimal drama life. I am not one of the lucky ones. I am a straight forward open person. I don't have hidden agendas or go after things that aren't mine. Why? simply put I don't want the drama that goes with it. The headaches are not worth it. I have no desire to play in anyone's backyard other than my own. I have had too much strife in my life otherwise. Playing in others backyard only leads to pain. There are some kinds I don't enjoy. If a person wants to know my objectives on things ju

Too Many Tears
Lord give me the strength To face the day I'm so distrught And I've lost my way. LOrd give me some help To thee I pray I'm struggling so hard I'm starting to stray. Too many blows I have sustained How can I go on With all this pain. Please help me Lord Please take control Save me now Please save my soul. So many tears I have shed I dread tomorrow And what lies ahead. I look to you Your guiding light Please take my hand Stay with me this night. I am your servant Before you I kneel Please hear my plea I need to be healed. ~~Chee Chee Martin~~

Too Much Timeon Our Hands?
Is it just me or is there way too may people online, on say a Friday or Saturday night? Fubar should have something on here to match people up. They shouldn't loose anyone since there are still alot of couples here too. I myself have met alot of people here and some really nice ones too. But most seem to live a long ways from my little town. I know that fubar is mostly about friendship, but wouldnt it be nice to meet someone here that lives near and you can have some type of relationship other than online?

Too Much Thinking
In the dawn, of the early morning dew. Again my thoughts, drift back to you. Somehow I can't help, these feelings I feel. Or even if the visions, I've had are real. Candles held high, the circle 'round. Two lover's entwined, upon the ground. Seeking, Searching, wanting so much more. You've stirred feelings, felt only once before. What does it mean? What can we do? It feels so strange, I think I'm starting to love you. My knees get weak, and my hands start to shake. This fire's inferno, I can not slake. I want to feel, your kiss on my lips. The rush of our pulses, as we find our bliss. Again, again, my thoughts drift to you. The marvelous, maleness, the wonder of you. Written By: Ruth Anna Brown-Weems Copy Right, All Rights Reserved October 06

Too Much Mad Max
They have been playing Beyond Thunderdome relentlessly the last couple months on TV and it is getting ingrained into my psyche. We have this woman from Australia who works at my company as an Administrative Assistance. Every time I hear her say the word "tomorrow" I can't help but think of the kids that Mad Max rescues talking about "tomorrow morrow land".

Too Much Christmas Party?
People are having a hard time getting into work this morning it seems. The company Christmas party was last night. And although the party ended at 7PM, people are coming in an hour or more late for work. People that are supposed to be here at 7am just sauntered in at 8:30. At least half of my group is still M.I.A. This should be an interesting day!

Too Many Haters
i can't believe all the damn haters on this site.... they have no respect for anyones feelings unless you look like an f***ing barbie doll.... i do thank those who voted on my mumm... and gave me some good things to think about.... One asshat even gave me crap that he didnt really think i have a boyfrined... we he is on this site... as for all the crap people gave me about my outfit.... i guess i should have mentioned that i am going to a BDSM party.. and what i am wearing... is perfetly acceptable.. and there will be other people dressed the same way.... makes me regret even posting a mumm....and i doubt i will ever post another..

Too Much Partying?
im on vacation right now from work and ive been hanging with a cousin of mine. now i dont know but i think im getting to the point where im just burnt out from drinking, not getting drunk every night, but just staying out late every night. who knows .. maybe im getting older.

Too Much Sugar-free Gum Linked To Severe Weight Loss
Too Much Sugar-Free Gum Linked to Severe Weight Loss Print This Page Send to a Friend Published: 01/11/08 THURSDAY, Jan. 10 (HealthDay News) -- Chewing too much sugar-free gum containing the artificial sweetener sorbitol can cause diarrhea leading to potentially dangerous weight loss, German physicians report. The cases of a 21-year-old woman who suffered diarrhea that caused her to lose about 24 pounds and a 46-year-man who lost approximately 46 pounds because of diarrhea were mysteries until the doctors asked about their chewing habits. Both were found to be consuming a lot of sorbitol, primarily from chewing gum, said Dr. Herbert Lochs, professor of internal medicine at Humboldt University in Berlin, and one author of the report. The answer solved the mystery, since heavy consumption of sorbitol has long been associated with a risk of diarrhea, Lochs said. "There have been case reports earlier, as far back as the 1980s," he said. "These were people who did n

Too Many
I'm the type of person who likes to make friends. I like to communicate with alot of people and I tend to spread myself way to thin, and then chide myself for not keeping up with everyone. I have a Myspace, and yahoo, and I'm married with 2 kids. I hate not being able to sit and leave everyone comments and I hope that people don't get offended that I don't. This is a fun site, and I'm looking forward to just hanging out and such. I'm having a hard time in my real life though, keeping up with people. I can't even have any free time to myself when I get home from work. It's frustrating. I wish I knew how to balance everything without leaving anyone out, but I'm not there yet in my life. No suggestions needed...comments welcome...just frustrated today. My 33rd bday is coming up, and I don't want a party..is that weird? Who knows

Too Much!!!
It look like it would of been better if I was on the boat!! But I would rather prefer to be in the Air Force. Langley Air Force Base. There is too much mixing in the races. Everybody can't do the mixing in the races. For every man is his seed in itself. There is the apple tree, pear tree, peach tree, plum tree and orange tree. All of them are different seeds for its own self. There are too many men date rape druggig men everywhere around.

Too Many People Are Dying And Are Getting Killed.-sad
There are too many people get killed and dying more than ever. Everywhere. Everyday. But I just have to live by the scripture, In the last and evil days, 2 people will be working in the field one will be taken and the other one will be left. In the last and evil days, it will be more tolerable than Sodom and Gomorah, Proverbs 9 & Pslam 139. And I am very proud of my cleverness and intelligence.

Too Many Obstacles But You Can Overcome It All
in life we all struggle. simple as that. every day your faced with a new challenge wether you over come that specific challenge is up too you no one else. as i sit back an watch the world arround me suddenly my problems dont seem so bad. people living on the streets no money, no food, no home. And the thing about that is no one really seems to care, if we would all just take the time to realize what were doing to each other maybe just maybe things would get a little better. a little boy who had been in the foster system since age 2 was killed because of malnutrition an neglect. i feel for that boy because i had been in foster care most of my life having to deal with the abuse and the humility of being a foster child. being in states custody was what topped off the hell i live in. 45 foster homes,19group home,12 hospitals,never knowing where you belong and knowing you dont fit in wishing for a normal life but knowing you cant go home because your parents a drug addicts and abusive

Too Much Time
SB convo, as well as his incredibly mature response to same. You know how it works boys and girls. ENJOY. 857402: sexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or msn??please answersexy baby?? we can chat on yahoo?? or

Too Much....
If you won't talk to me I have to write out these things that bother me I know you probably wish you never met me never heard anything about me I know you've heard people talk of me but they don't know they don't know anything and you, how I wished you would be different and accept me as I am but it seems I just don't fit in anyone's world I'm just too much and that's why I'm cutting off my dead branches now they darkened my world I want to let the sun shine over me and I want to heal I want to become me not just a shattered shadow on the wall I want to be someone who can be loved I'm going through this katharsis because I can't live with that girl, me who scared you away I can't be like them the other girls you know cuz I'm different I'm me and I'm difficult and I'm broken but I want to heal and I'm so sorry if I've been too much now I'm going through a serious fight I really need to heal come out of the dark wi

Too Much That Time Cannot Erase
I saw this in a bulletin and thought it was absolutely beautiful. Those of you who know me, know why. Not much else I can say. The Death of the Young People ask: "Why do children or young people die, when they have lived so little?" How do you know that they have lived so little? This crude measure of yours is time, but life is not measured in time. This is just the same as to say, "Why is this saying, this poem, this picture, this piece of music so short, who was it broken off and not drawn out to the size of the longest speech or piece of music, the largest picture?" As the measure of length is inapplicable to the meaning (or greatness) of productions of wisdom or poetry, so - even more evidently - it is inapplicable to life. How do you know what inner growth this soul accomplished in its short span, and what influence it had on others? ~from Spirtual Life Cannot be Measured by Tolstoy

Too Much To Ask
Too much to ask? I dont ask for too much in life but there are a few things that I want. 1. I would like for someone to tell me they love me, not because they think thats what i want to hear, but because they actually mean it. 2. If you tell me that I am hot, say it because you think I am not because you think that I will sleep with you. 3. Bring me flowers just because, not because you have done something wrong. 4. I want someone to sit on the couch and cuddle with once in a while. 5. I want to have a family one day. 6. Call me because you want to, not because you think you have to and without me calling you first.

Too Much ..........
Love is a emotion that is strong and powerful. Is there such a thing as too much love? I think so. I know so. Once in a while I look at the sky. Something is so wrong, deep inside. It is eating at the corners of my mind. Daddy? How can you have been so blind? Too much of anything is never good. Even love, usually wanted so much. Too much love. Hurts. Daddy? Please give me back what you took. To start my adult life as a unwritten book. You loved me so much or so you stated. For years that, no YOU, I hated. I know you did what you did for love. But you also knew it was wrong. You stole from me. Thief! ©dutch2lips May 2nd, 2006

Too Many Words
I've tried to balance these lives that we are living You always feel justified but you never feel forgiving I woke up one morning to find myself wrapped in the things I swore I'd never touch. And here I am again trying to save what's left of you and I So why aren't you satisfied? I reached out, fell short Now you're hurt, too many words Breaking the silence I felt it, bled it, screamed it, It only gets worse And it kills me what's in me's too angry for us to survive I used too many words tonight I tried to get it right But I was just wastin' my time 'cause you never compromised when it came to our lives We struggle and fall apart we build it back to static start The endless accusations I can't believe we made it this far. I reached out, fell short Now you're hurt, too many words Breaking the silence I felt it, bled it, screamed it, It only gets worse And it kills me what's in me's too angry for us to survive I used too many words tonight Waking alone tom

Too Much....
pain and suffering in this world. and too much here at home.I just want to be free of it. I want my marriage to grow closer, I want to feel better so I can be the type of person I used to be--- not this woman of 36 years who feels like she'd rather die that endure the pain. That's selfish, but we are all a little selfish sometimes. There are too many positive reasons to keep breathing and enduring the pain. The people I love are my anchor. ANs the USS Ashleigh ain't going gently into the night. I'll just plug along and continue to pray and find my way toward health and peace..and possibly happiness will follow. ~Ashleigh

Too Much
Too Much Slowly but surely, the thoughts creep in Images flashing through my mind Your face, your eyes Your hand, so big curled around mine The heat of your body over me The wetness that comes with every touch, every kiss Is haunting me Now I’m lost to the memory Of my fantasies come true I squirm in my seat feeling the marks you’ve left on me They’re fading, for the most part But the bites that made them Remain fresh in my mind I cannot help but wish you were here Touching me roughly Kissing me gently Commanding my body The way only you know how Tho I want to scream I shall wait patiently Til we come together again And waiting, I’ll think of you Too much

Too Many Puppies(rhetorical, Negative Evaluation)
Ever notice that when trying to compliment a friend on one of their pictures, there are already a ton of the same things you were about to say already there? I find it annoying when I want to comment on a photo, and I look down a long list of chunkheads saying all kinds of course, and common things. I usually refrain, as I don't merely want to jump onto the heap of pathetic-wanna-be-suitors. I really find it distasteful when people offer to have sex with the person in the picture. And equally pretensious when they start spewing poetry. Am I a pessimist? Perhaps. Though I am not a nihilist. Remember that because this is logically negative does not mean that there is nothing, to say about it. Read Hegel for more information about thesis/antithesis dialectical relationships.

Too Much Drama Already
this be a new month this be a new profile look forward to new a start without a hacker without a stalker without an argument no more being named a bitch for nothing i did am not stealing the boo i have my own boo no need to steal no more trying to get along with the impossible my wish to just spread friendship widely not hate

Too Much Drama For Me
this be a new month this be a new profile look forward to new a start without a hacker without a stalker without an argument no more being named a bitch for nothing i did am not stealing the boo i have my own boo no need to steal no more trying to get along with the impossible my wish to just spread friendship widely not hate

Too Much Drama
I don't understand.I'm going to be 49 soon and I can't understand why so many people keep drama in their daily lives.I grew out of that phase early in my life and don't understand those that feel they must have something continually going on to deal with. Hell. I also believe that 30 is the cutoff age for blaming Mom and Dad as to why your life hasn't worked out the way you had planned. True Life is hard...... get over it! grow up already! I don't know, I just don't understand

Too Much Pain, Not Enough Blood
So I took the time to tell the ass exactly how I was feeling last night. I told him how I felt he was neglecting me and the boys, and everything else I felt i needed to say to him. Did it work? No. I feel even worse now. And now I'm doing somethimg I haven't done in years.

Too Much Sexy In Here!
Have You Loved a Soldier Today? Come love on my newest owner, Argonutz! Show this Solider how much we appreciate all he does! Rate Him! Fan Him! Add Him! Crush Him! Bling Him! Tell him his newest pet sent you! Muah! Argonutz

Too Much...
There's so much stuff going through my head, it's unreal and keeps me up at night. Things such as "Will my love be returned one day?", "how much time do I really got to spend with the ones I love" Or how about... "Destiny, is it real... or just another mind trick?" Trust me, this isn't even the tip of the iceberg. There's a ton of shit that gets left unsaid. But this BS that's going on with Fubar... I've deleted my account so many freaking times, it's pathetic... Seriously... Do some people just not have a life of their own, they gotta be messing up someone else's? Does it make you feel better to trash someone else? Do you feel superior to others? And have to make sure everyone around you knows it??!?! God people are freaking pathetic... Keep your damn stalker accounts coming, I'll just keep blocking your sorry ass. I'm done playing your freaking games. Sick of being used for attention. I'm not here for YOU! I'm just sick of it all.... Come REAL or keep STEPPING! It would seem that

Too Many Chances
too many chances have been given! i am tired to even want to try and even wonder.......! i am still in love with the man that i met four/five years ago. i married him and i am still married to him. the thing is that we are not together and we are not even talking. i would love to just start over with him but i feel i have given him more than enough chances to be there for me. one big problem is that we have a three year old son together and he is suffering. i have a three month old who deserves to have a father as well. the man i married is the man that i want to be with so i am going to just be. i am not looking for a relationship now.....i am going to "grief" the past four/five years of my life. well i will have to get over it quick and be strong for my two kids.......i just need to be like i said.

Too Much Player Piano
Too Much Player Piano by LateNiteFantasy© blurred nights, casually wasted peeking out from behind my eyes like looking out rainy day car windows too-fast drunken motion; striving for grace in arms and legs that want to separate at the joints and tumble tired to the tile you could play tunes for me in your heart play silent witness, play unspoken truth play with me; lock up your player piano heart, that does the thinking for you, the piano you'll love always to play, the keys you love to tickle because they are too laced with tacks and you are too afraid bar's hot enough to wring sweat from black hearted eightballs too fast too loud too much too tired to think straight draped on a stool i am damp laundry and half drunk pitcher beer falling all out of myself too many nights, casually wasted too many clock forgotten seconds and pitchers of beer and too many noises too much music too much dancing too much player piano

Too Many Questions Never Any Answers..
is there anyway of really knowing whats in our heart or is it just risk and chance we take with it??? do we ever love blindly without regaurd to what is returned to us? why do we trust our heart even when there are warning signs everywhere? how does one heart love completly knowing that the other heart feels not the same? is it true that love can over come and survive anythiing and everything or is this a mythe? why is it so easy for one to walk away and the other so hard to let go even when they know theres nothing there?why does love seem to hurt so much? what is love does it truely exist? why is it easier to fall out of love than to fight for the love you swore was what you needed? does everyone truly have a soulmate? if so then why is it so hard to find them? does our hearts need to be tested to understand and appreciate when we we do? how can it alwasy seem so perfect in the beginning and turn out so wrong in the end? how can it feel so good but yet be so wrong? they say you caan

Too Many Words
I've tried to balance these lives that we are living You always feel justified but you never feel forgiving I woke up one morning to find myself wrapped in the things I swore I'd never touch. And here I am again trying to save what's left of you and I So why aren't you satisfied? I reached out, fell short Now you're hurt, too many words Breaking the silence I felt it, bled it, screamed it, It only gets worse And it kills me watching me too angry for us to survive I used too many words tonight I tried to get it right But I was just wastin' my time 'cause you never compromised when it came to us We struggle and fall apart we build it back to static start The endless accusations I can't believe we made it this far. I reached out, fell short Now you're hurt, too many words Breaking the silence I felt it, bled it, screamed it, It only gets worse And it kills me watching me too angry for us to survive I used too many words tonight Waking on tomorrow It's go

Too Much Lol
I was thinking about this earlier. It's interesting speaking to my father or just listening to him speak to other people. He really is his number one fan but not in a conceited way i guess you could say. it's like he's giving the team a pep talk and he IS the team lol!

Too Much Emo Drama
am watching a movie knowing the outcome i still get caught up in the emotional plot am i too sensitive to feel the emotion in just story not even this is not true story my tears roll when hero is dying when i know the hero survives why my boyfriends want to take me to the tearjerkers am i all over them

Too Much Fun.............
Anybody who knows me knows that I love to laugh and kid around. I have been friends with alot of people over the years, but really close to only a few. If you check my friends list on here my second "family" member is Tranquil...I have only known her since the beginning of the year, but we have gotten really close. It's one of those friendships where you meet someone and by the end of the week, its as if you've known them forever and you can't remember a time in your life that they weren't there. In the span of a few short months her and I have become really REALLY close. We do almost everything together. We even work together. She has a massage therapy practice, and I essentially work for her. She also started process serving and we've begun to do that together too. Partly for safety reasons, and partly for the fact that I'm not sure she could find her way around the county if I wasn't there to read the maps and be her GPS. LOL......Her boyfriend goes with her when I can't, but she sa

Too Much?
Do i ask too much to want someone around? Or is it too much to want to be loved for being me? Is it too much to want someone to make me laugh and put a smile on my face? And be there for me when things go wrong? Is it too much I am asking to want someone to except what is and not complain or question what cant be? Is it too much to want the one i want to want me in return? And show how they feel without walking away? I guess I want a dream For everyhthing seems to be too much to ask for.

Too Much Pressure In
ok heres the deal and i need to rant a bit...Im married and im 42 I got a son. Ive been living on my own since I got married and yes my parents help out with food and special stuff every now and then heres my gripe hubby does have a job and my mom and dad who bugged him to get a job with better benefits are now complaining about his job and lack of our money I can see their point if were spending foolishly or just being dumb with it but were sitting here doing the best job we know how to do and somehow all the bull falls back to me the nagging from my mom and the rest of it I help hubby out in the reading and stuff but man Im human ya know wtf am I supposed to do??? About my hubby I love him and all that but the man needs to realize which he already has that Im the best thing that has happened to him and not blow me off or ignore me for days and days on out Ok Enough Ranting i got a lil bit out of my system till the next A-Bomg goes off

Too Many Men
I've come to realize that I will probably need a harem of men to fulfill all the roles in my life. Because can one man really be the end-all everything? Is there one perfect person to be my all? I'm not so sure anymore. So maybe I should stop searching... The Boyfriend. He is the new hope. Every time a new relationship pops up- it would allow me the hope that "this is it! I'm done searching". Falling in love is exciting and brings out the best in everyone. There's so much to learn from each other, so much to explore. He'd provide the perfect setting for a normal relationship- good sex, good chemistry, good adventures... and he'd bring with him the drama that breaks a hopeful heart. The Husband. He's a constant. But he'd be little more than a room mate on the rare occasions that he was actually under the same roof. There would be no sex. Instead it would be a partnership based on parenthood and business. But he would offer security and stability. The Ex Lover. Sex with him w

Too Much Drama And Slandering Idiots
you know i found out some people know so much more about me than i know about myself, its really damn disturbing cause you know the next time i guess i'm gonna be a saint or someting or own the world that i didn't know that i did... people that are in the 40's can't seem to stay away from drama, just figured by that age they would of grown the hell up? right you would think that but i guess not... I don't take it lightly when someone internet threatins my family.... on other notes LOL just got off work and i'm fixing to go to bed.... chat at everyone later sense now i have gotten some stress off my chest

Too Many Puppies
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark. Too many puppies are trained not to bark. At the sight of blood that must be spilled so that We may maintain our oil fields. Too many puppies Too many puppies are taught to heal. Too many puppies are trained to kill. On the command of men wearing money belts that buy Mistresses sleek animal pelts. Too many puppies. Too many puppies with guns in their hands. Too many puppies in foreign lands. Are dressed up sharp in suits of green and Placed upon the war machine. Too many puppies are just like me. Too many puppies are afraid to see. The visions of the past brought to life again, Too many puppies, too many dead men.

Too Much Sexual Infor For You Pervs
(If you are reading this, you should repost it. I'm curious what others will say! ....At the very least, leave me a comment letting me know you saw it!) ================================================================================================== What is it that you absolutely need sexually? kissing and moaning What is something you have always wanted to try? making love in the rain What is something you have never done in bed before? several things What time of day do you like to have sex? whenever I'm in the mood What do you absolutely need to see to turn you on? the come hither look in their eyes How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? I love kissing, biggest turn on for me. I love running my hands in his hair and if he holds my face in his hands when he kisses me, I melt. If someone was in the next room while you had sex would it make you nervous or excited? Depends on who that person is Would it bother you if you

Too Many Pieces
like a puzzle so many pieces, so much thinking, too much confusion. just to figure what goes where who am i and where do i go? is this right? no. is this wrong no? takes time, listening to minutes click off on the clock watching hour by hour, day by day pass me by will i be finished? when will i be complete? when not all my pieces are here. one lost, ceased to be found searching, looking, dreaming all i need is one piece. all i need... is you.

Too Many
iam getting tire of some of the people on my list unlike most i never beg for someone to rate me or bling me i see no point that sad when you have to do thigns for them and iam too good and respect my self too much to do some of the things others would do just to get them however when it come to the point that they dont even talk to you when they check you out that is like the finally straw so if you want to stay on my list pm me and or leave a comment and ill keep you if not ill just delete you like so many others i did

Too My Baby!
There's this guy,and he makes me smile no mater how bad i feel.He knows just what to say just to make my day.He's the only one person that i hate to go one day with out talking too,and more imporanitly he is the guy that has my heart!

Too Much Time....
I hate when you have too much time on your hands so you start thinking...start reading way too much into things...start thinking about things that probably aren't true....trying to sabotage your own happiness.....I loathe this part of myself...I have this amazing boyfriend but I'm going to end up ruining it because of my own insecurities....I have to stop, find ways to occupy my brain so I stop doing this shit.

Too Much Food, Too Little Thought
hypothetical situation.someone is overweight. they are convinced they're beautiful and there is nothing wrong with their body. do you agree with them ?the correct answer is no.let us define sadism. sadism is the act of causing pain to others and enjoying it. let us define masochism.masochism is the act of receiving pain and enjoying it.let us define pain and harm as it applies to this scenario.being overweight causes damage to the body. particularly the vital organs.the circulatory system is singled out for a high amount of damage.arterial walls cake with cholesterol and the heart strains to pump blood.psycho-emotional damage is common but not always associated.so we can conclude that being overweight is being in a state of damage and pain. being overweight is visible to the human eye, so ignorance cannot be documented.except in special cases of overweight blindness. but even the blind can feel their own bodies. again, such special cases are highly uncommon to this evaluation.we now mo

Too Much Said
Nothing is spoken and yet too much is said. Jo-Ann didn't speak much but too much was said. Is it that easy? I though about what was given to me on Mothers Day in 2005 and I thought last night she would be about 31 or 32 years in age. Who says her hair is blond? Her hair would be dyed almost Raven or black. In 2004 I met a young lady with rather odd ability, I did not expect at this time and age. I was lulled into sleep because I did not expect it and thought these ways were no longer practiced. Wake up little boy because she won. Reason I escaped was that her concentration was disturbed by her companion. She won! Can't forget that black cat with red collar and puffed pink Heart on it. At 10 PM Mr. Kittykat was at the Bay window but with hes tail going wild. Something is out there. It was this Black cat. I chased it away. Next night at 10 PM the same cat but I went after it and told her I'll send the .22 after you to where you are. No more cat. Ashes of Skeeter, Tiger, and Sheeba

Too Much Bs Going On!!
Why is it when you want to post something like pictures of urself or blogs,that there has to be haters??Well I came up an answer,they r just haters who don't ethier like themselfs and have to be mean to others or just to be donkeys!!I really don't really care what people think or say about me.I do what I want when I want.I don't start anything with anyone unless they start with me.I am the nicest person there is until you piss me off then I turn into a real bitch!Sorry that is just the way I am.I have a saying,Fuck with my family,you Fuck with me!!!!!and also,Love me,Love my kids!!I am going to be 32 yrs old,I don't need any high school crap!!I mean damn,grow up people!!Are we adults or teenagers back in high school??!!

Too Much
Can you count all the times That you've mended my heart Just so you could again Crush it, Break it apart? Yet, you've got no idea That I'm hurt all the while Cause I hide all my pain With a laugh and a smile All my rage and frustration They are secrets to you I'm a pretty good actor Cause you don't have a clue I have made it an art It's greatest learned skill Hiding all of this damn Fuckin pain that I feel Yet sometimes it leaks through Sometimes I botch my act Sometimes you see my pain Sometimes I can't hold back I regret if you noticed I didn't wanna seem shallow But sometimes it's too much It's more than I can swallow

Too Many Embarassing Moments
Yeah, well, funny thing, or not so funny thing happened at WalMart today, when we bumped into my sons 3rd grade teacher. As we turn to go our separate ways, my oh so sweet 5 y/o belts out, "She has got a Huge Booty!" Yes, those exact words. OMG!! Must they embarass me all of the time?? Poor thing, lol. I hope she doesn't think of that during our meeting tomorrow.

Too Much Gangland
So I've decided that I really have to stop watching Gangland....In the last week I have had a dream about each of my kids involving gang activity.... The one about my son involved him being shot in a drive by on his way home from school.....and for my daughter, we were playing in my font yard when gunshots rang out and i had to grab her, wrap my body around her and duck behind a car...she was shot, but it was all just flesh wounds....these dreams are fucking with my head! On top of that I also had a dream that my son drowned in a tubing accident. Seriously, what is wrong with me??