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White Hair
White-haired characters are archetypal figures of wisdom in most cases. This includes most major theorists' and cultural imagery. It is one of the few dream symbols that seems universal. A 42-year-old woman reports dreaming: Three old women enter my room to tell me Methuselah (a legendary, 969-year-old man of great wisdom) is coming to see me. I am interested, but fall asleep. They wake me later and scold me, telling me I missed him. I am crushed, because I've always been fascinated with Methuselah. In this dream, the old women have particular knowledge about an ancient, wise figure that they offer to share. However, the dreamer does not fulfill her obligation to the knowledge that was offered to her, and so it went unreceived. She felt responsible for missing the chance to gain wisdom by giving in to laziness.

White Hair
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white." The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"

Whitchcraft
Pagan, Pagan What are you seeking, Through all the days of your long earthly tread? Your sunrise and moonrise what chances are bringing? And where will your travelling footsteps be led? Pagan, pagan, sad is your heart now; Stranger you are in a world not your own. Its clamourous voices are echoing round you. Though in the crowd, you still travel alone. When fires of sunset in heaven are burning, When over the hills blows the wind of the dawn, Then voices ancestral within you are calling. Still knows the wildwood the dance of the faun. Pagan, pagan, what are you finding? Yours is the road that winds lonely and far. Strange are the shadows that round you come creeping. Still through the clouds is the glint of a Star. DV

White Tiger's Cutest Couples
I'm running a contest for cuttest couple. for those who do not have pictures together send them to me and i can dothem together in photoshop. it will go by ratings and comment. I will have the top 3 couple. I will not enter myself in this. the #1 winner will get a vip. #2 ticker # 3 every fubar drink there is yes even rootbeer lol . taking pics from tonight to the 6th contest will start when i have the first 50 people or on the 6th. Will run till the 12th. Info needed: Name military-non military age location How to win- have your friends rate/comment your picture they may also rate/comment others. nothing negative on any one's pictures. nothing sexual either. i will add the number of comments to the number of rates. only 1 comment aloud from each person. This is just for fun no hard feeling to the ones who don't top the first 3. The others will get a gift from the gift box or a free tag It will be up to you. You can send your info to me in a message on here or to my personal ema

White Wind Mist...
I saw you on the field, riding a horse with your hair dancing in the wind, still not exactly sure if you saw me as well or that you just happened to ride into my direction, all I know is that you were smiling wide as your face flustered and your hands reached for the lasso that was wrapped around your saddle. Before I realised what was going on, I felt my arms being strapped to my sides and your leg sweeping mine to the side as you floored me and sat on top of me triumphant. After you pleasured me with a tender kiss you blindfolded me and tied my arms up behind my back, throwing me on the back of your horse and riding off to ... Slowly I'm letting my eyes adjust to the light as I try to figure out where i am, I must have fallen asleep because I can't remember getting from the horse, nor being tied up, but I am.. my arms and legs are spread and my wrists and ankles bound to the what seems to be a kingsize bed. Although i'm tied up and not blindfolded anymore I realise i'm still

White Devil
They call me white devil, black jesus heaven closing, hell freezin ego's tripping, scrib's keep flipping, bloods keep blooding, cribs keep cribbin time keeps slipping and i keep falling i can't see what i hear them calling brawlers brawling, playas playing, haters fighting writers writing, don't bring it and i can keep making, no time for faking, you know what i mean they call me black jesus, white moses heaven freezing, hell closing kids are alright but i need my fix keeping it real and living like thugs kisses and hugs like 45 slugs got a look that will kill, voice that will carry half a dozen women i think i wanna marry trouble on my mind, reviewing the news still i gotta find someone to amuse gonna run spread the news, help spread the word jump the fuck back and sack like you heard they call me white devil, black jesus heaven closing, hell freezing black jesus, white moses heaven freezing, hell closing they call me white sinner, black martyr live wire

The White Man
the white man made slaves out of the poor man for to long. he is evil. the white man is not discribeing some ones color. just there standing in the world the white man is the man who uses us to work and he collects the money. its like 99% for him 1% for us to fight over and he doing his job well he makes us fight with each other steal for each other even kill. we need to stand up agenst the white man. we are all slaves we work and work for what money just to give back to the white man. if we keep on doing this we are gonna be nothing but dogs to the white man waiting for his sraps. do you want your kids to come in to this world all ready giving there life to the white man. thats what he wants. he tell us that everyones equal that we all have freedom. do you think we have freedom

White Women Twice
I probably never mentioned this before, but I think I was a black man in a former life. Not that I'm a big believer in reincarnation. Nor do I have any particular black tendencies, if such things exist. Yet I have a connection to American blacks that I cannot explain. And that connection is this: Whenever I am exposed to anything related to the black holocaust in America, I experience a deep physical response. Don't get me wrong, I despise, as you probably do, all the oppressions throughout the ages—the concentration camps, the Crusades, the systematic slaughter of Native Americans and slavery are all equally repugnant to me on an intellectual level. However, for some inexplicable reason, the simple act of thinking about, reading or watching anything about the black holocaust injects dark venom into my bloodstream that causes all sorts of disturbing, sometimes violent, physical reactions within me that other oppressions do not. It was a Salon article that recounted the history

White Rose
White Rose by Walter Poe In the storm Stands the white rose tumultuous waves of destruction abound her Yet tall is the white rose strong in the face Of the sensed doom around her And she does not bow down Pure is the white rose In the compost earth growing eternal strength in the nights that so hurt I see not the white rose She is so far away But I long to protect her But only the words can I say So I send her my words And my poets heart To help her when there is hope to see her through Be Strong little flower Your heart will guide true And as long as you want I will always talk to you

White Chocolate-raspberry Cake
Prep Time: 30 min Total Time: 58 min Makes: 16 servings 1 pkg. (6 squares) BAKER'S Premium White Baking Chocolate, chopped 1/2 cup (1 stick) butter or margarine 1 pkg. (2-layer size) white cake mix 1 cup milk 3 eggs 1 tsp. vanilla White Chocolate-Cream Cheese Frosting 2 Tbsp. seedless raspberry jam 1 cup raspberries PREHEAT oven to 350°F. Grease and flour 2 (9-inch) round cake pans; set aside. Microwave chocolate and butter in medium microwavable bowl on HIGH 2 minutes or until butter is melted. Stir until chocolate is completely melted; cool slightly. BEAT cake mix, milk, eggs, vanilla and chocolate mixture in large bowl with electric mixer on low speed just until moistened, scraping side of bowl frequently. Beat on medium speed 2 minutes or until well blended. Pour evenly into prepared pans. BAKE 25 to 28 minutes or until toothpick inserted in centers comes out clean. Cool cakes in pans 10 minutes; remove from pans. Cool completely on wire racks. Place 1 ca

White Poison
By Shanti Rangwani The supposedly hip milk mustache is actually a creamy layer of mucus, live bacteria, and pus. Got milk? If not, then thank your lucky stars. Because if you do, medical research shows that you are likely to be plagued by anemia, migraine, bloating, gas, indigestion, asthma, prostate cancer, and a host of potentially fatal allergies--especially if you are a person of color. Ignoring this, the government declares that milk is essential to good health, subsidizes the milk industry to the tune of billions of dollars, and requires milk in its public school lunch programs. And celebrity shills sporting milk mustaches tell us that milk is rich in proteins, calcium, and vitamins--and very cool to boot. They forget to tell you about the dangers lurking in that innocuous-looking glass of white. Once criticized only by naturopaths and vegans, now the health effects of milk are being decried by many mainstream doctors. The supposedly hip milk mustache is actually a

White
Son asked his mother the following question: 'Mom, why are wedding dresses white?' The mother looks at her son and replies, 'Son, this shows your friends and relatives that your bride is pure.' The son thanks his Mom and goes off to double-check this with his father. 'Dad why are wedding dresses white?' The father looks at his son in surprise and says, 'Son, all household appliances come in white.'

White House Race Contests Resume
White House race contests resume The Clinton campaign says their funding issues are resolved Four US states will hold primaries and caucuses on Saturday, the first polls since this week's Super Tuesday votes. Democratic presidential hopefuls Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton remain neck and neck and have been continuing their dogged campaigning for every vote. Analysts say though none of these polls will be decisive, they will indicate if either received a Super Tuesday bounce. For the Republicans John McCain has a strong lead over his remaining rivals Mike Huckabee and Ron Paul. The BBC's James Coomarasamy says Mr McCain has the Republican party's nomination for the White House virtually sewn up, especially after Mitt Romney suspended his presidential campaign on Thursday. NEXT CONTESTS Saturday: Louisiana and Washington state (multi-party); Nebraska (Democratic); Kansas (Republican); US Virgin Islands (Democratic) Sunday: Maine (Democratic) Tuesday: Mary

White Chocolate Valentines
Ingredients for 1 recipe Sugar Cookie Dough, at room temperature 1 teaspoon red gel paste food coloring 4 ounces white chocolate, melted Pink gel paste food coloring Equipment: 2 1/2-by-3-inch heart-shaped cookie cutter Sift together flour, baking powder, and salt. Place butter and sugar in the bowl of a standing mixer and beat until light in color. Add the red food coloring, egg and milk and beat to combine. Proceed with recipe and chill for 2 hours. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Sprinkle a work surface and rolling pin with confectioner's sugar and roll out dough to 1/4-inch thick. Move dough frequently to prevent it from sticking and add more confectioner's sugar to the work surface and rolling pin as needed. With a 2 1/2-by-3-inch heart-shaped cookie cutter, cut 36 hearts, re-rolling dough as needed. Place at least 1 inch apart on parchment-lined baking sheets, and bake until cookies are set but not brown, about 7-8 minutes. Let cool on the pan slightly before tr

A White Rose
A White Rose "The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips." ~ John Boyle O'Reilly

White Zombie "thunder Kiss '65"
well sweet little sista's high in hell cheat'n on a halo - grind in a odyssey holocaust heart kick on tomorrow - breakdown - agony said "ectasy" in overdrive she come a riding on the world - thunder kiss'n 1965 - yeah - wow! five - yeah - wow!! demon-warp is coming alive in 1965 - five - five - yeah - livin' fast and dying young like a endless poetry - my motor-psycho nightmare freak out inside of me - my soul salvation liberation on the drive - the power of the blaster move me faster - 1965 - yeah - wow! - five - yeah - wow! - demon-warp is coming alive in 1965 - five - five - yeah - gimme that gimme that now - now - now - yeah - roll'n like a supersonic another fool that gets down on it - pig sweat a million miles - i got a heart atomic style - i make it look easy - that's what i said - blast of silence explodes in my head - yeah - yeah - yeah - gimme that gimme that now - step to the moonshine frenzy hail: the ressurection - what's new pussycat? can you dig the sat

White People Like Not Getting Jokes
Earlier, I mentioned Stuff White People Like, which is my favorite blog du jour. There are currently 78 things that white people like. I tallied my tastes, and it seems I'm quite fond of 56 of these things. I keep going back to the blog, and I cannot tear myself away from the comments. They are all about the same, but they simultaneously horrify and fascinate me. The blog chronicles, essentially, things upper middle class professionals like - quasi-diverse things that educated people with a fair amount of expendable income enjoy. Coffee, Recycling, Organic food, Knowing what's best for poor people, Study-abroad, and so forth. While subtly poking fun at these things, it points out how people who think they're very forward-thinking and hip are really all just doing the same relatively banal shit. The blog is written from a satirical vantage point of helping "non-white" people understand and better manipulate their "white" friends. It shouldn't be necessary to point out that the

A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips. - J B O'Reilly (1844-1890) -

White Friens Vs. Redkneck Friends
WHITE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs. REDNECK FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad. WHITE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REDNECK FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, Damn...we fucked up...but that shit was fun!" WHITE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry. REDNECK FRIENDS: Cry with you. WHITE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REDNECK FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget it's yours. WHITE FRIENDS: know a few things about you. REDNECK FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. WHITE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. REDNECK FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. WHITE FRIENDS: Would knock on your door. REDNECK FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" WHITE FRIENDS: Are for a while. REDNECK FRIENDS: Are for life. WHITE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough. REDNECK FRIENDS: Will

Whithering
I always had a smile that I was willing to share, And there wasn't a burden that I wasn't willing to bare. Put your tears in a bottle and I'll keep it by my side. Oh run to me my children, my arms are open wide. As I say... Oh won't you hold me now while you still can Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering. Won't you save me now while you still can. Before this becomes my bitter end. Well your too late, your too late. I was always kind to you. I loved you from the start. I fought to keep us together but you tore us all apart. I was the bind, the spine, the family's binding glue. And now with pain in my eyes I turn and look up at you... And I say... Oh won't you hold me now while you still can Cause I'm fading fast I'm withering. Won't you save me now while you still can. Before this becomes my bitter end. Well your too late, your too late. Memories of holidays in a distant past, Are all I have left of my children...tell me will it last? Cause my mind is s

White Trash Ca Wedding!
Groom Tasered, Bride Arrested On Wedding Night VALLEJO, Calif. (AP) ¯ A weekend wedding turned into an unforgettable first night for these two newlyweds. Police say a bride and groom spent their first night as a married couple in jail after their wedding party at a Vallejo home got out of hand. When police had to return a second time to the home Saturday night, officers stunned both the groom and his cousin with a Taser when they both became aggressive towards the officers. The groom and cousin were arrested for allegedly resisting arrest. The bride was taken into custody on suspicion of public intoxication.

White People Are Starting To Piss Me Off....
> ummynamesL...: oh yea im good i had a nigger dick in u na that shits tainted now > ->ummynamesL...: no, hes black white and indian > ummynamesL...: im jokin lol is he white? > ->ummynamesL...: i deffinatly dont care about that man > ummynamesL...: lol > ummynamesL...: my penise is bigger > ->ummynamesL...: so theres no chance > ->ummynamesL...: well i dont care about money or looks > ummynamesL...: u would for me i just sighned a 1.5 million doller contract and plus im sexy lol > ->ummynamesL...: haha, id never stray from my baby > ummynamesL...: wts a matter not cute enogh for ya lol > ->ummynamesL...: haha no chance > ummynamesL...: so does that mean u can come over hear lol > ->ummynamesL...: hes at his friends > ummynamesL...: no man to chill with?? > ->ummynamesL...: kk, alot of nothing, as always > ummynamesL...: lol ok well maby u can watch me on tv sometime lol so wt u doing tonight? > ->ummynamesL...: i dont know a thing about sports, so

White Flag
White Flag I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, I'll tell you that. But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again And I caused but nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was then Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on.... Well I will go down with this ship An

White Fire
Deep in my heart A white fire burns For eternity with you What my soul really yearns Undisputed passion Undivided devotion Tender yet stronger The purest emotion Quenchless by doubt Unaffected by pain A Phoenix from ashes Resurrected again Burning intensely This nova inside Elevating my spirit This zephyr I ride Fuelled by your glow And guiding my way An amplified color Now bright from dull grey Beyond my own life This undying flame Unravelled in meaning When I call out your name

Whiten Your Teeth The Natural Way-heath.com
by Karina Timmel White teeth and strawberries may not sound like they go hand in hand, but it turns out the berries can actually lighten your smile. The secret to this inexpensive home whitening method is malic acid, which acts as an astringent to remove surface discoloration. Combined with baking soda, strawberries become a natural tooth-cleanser, buffing away stains from coffee, red wine, and dark sodas. While it’s no replacement for a bleaching treatment at your dentist’s office, “this is a fast, cheap way to brighten your smile,” says Adina Carrel, DMD, a dentist in private practice at Manhattan Dental Arts in New York. “Be careful not to use this too often, though, as the acid could damage the enamel on your teeth.” You need: 1 ripe strawberry 1/2 teaspoon baking powder Directions: Crush the strawberry to a pulp, then mix with the baking powder until blended. Use a soft toothbrush to spread the mixture onto your teeth. Leave on for 5 minutes, then brush thoroughly wi

White Wedding
Hey little sister what have you done Hey little sister who's the only one Hey little sister who's your superman Hey little sister who's the one you want Hey little sister shot gun! It's a nice day to start again It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again. Hey little sister what have you done Hey little sister who's the only one I've been away for so long (so long) I've been away for so long (so long) I let you go for so long It's a nice day to start again (come on) It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again. (Pick it up) Take me back home There is nothin' fair in this world There is nothin' safe in this world And there's nothin' sure in this world And there's nothin' pure in this world Look for something left in this world Start again Come on It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again. It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again

Whither Away
Kisses left and long but gone, like creeping shadows of a night with no dawn, I see your number and I pick up the phone, but I never call and sit here alone, desperate nights to replace your embrace, only brings mornings of remembering your face, I cry out to the one in my arms witha kiss that I send, if you don't love me then at least lets pretend, If you must leave by the dawn, then let the night last so long, then give me the morning as it turns into day, as deep down inside I wither away. By Robert George Frayer (-AKA - Kain -)

White Castle Info!
I found this on a C.W. McCall fan website and thought it was fun and interesting so i thought I would share it. The site is... http://www.cw-mccall.com/detours/cravings.shtml On the bottom of a White Castle hamburger box, you can find wisdom, advertising, and trivia. Here’s what I’ve read. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fun Fact: There are no White Castle restaurants in Ulan Bator, Mongolia. White Castle is open after dark. But why is it called after dark, when it’s really after light? Cheeseburgers first appeared on the White Castle menu in 1962. Experts claim there are over 631 different types of cheese worldwide, but we counted only 24. What’s up with that? Q: What clothing does a house wear? A: Address. Leftover White Castle Double Cheeseburgers (a hypothetical situation, we know) can be reheated. Log on to whatyoucrave.com for instructions. Couldn’t a “Double Hamburger” just as accurately b

White Rose Poem
White Rose In the storm Stands the white rose tumultuous waves of destruction abound her Yet tall is the white rose strong in the face Of the sensed doom around her And she does not bow down Pure is the white rose In the compost earth growing eternal strength in the nights that so hurt I see not the white rose She is so far away But I long to protect her But only the words can I say So I send her my words And my poets heart To help her when there is hope to see her through Be Strong little flower Your heart will guide true And as long as you want I will always talk to you

White Man Knowledge
Indian Chief 'Two Eagles' was asked by a white government official, 'You have observed the white man for 90 years. You've seen his wars and his technological advances. You've seen his progress, and the damage he's done.' The Chief nodded in agreement. The official continued, 'Considering all these events, in your opinion,where did the white man go wrong?' The Chief stared at the government official for over a minute and then calmly replied. 'When white man find land, Indians running it, no taxes, no debt, plenty buffalo, plenty beaver, clean water. Women did all the work, Medicine man free. Indian man spend all day hunting and fishing; all night having sex.' Then the chief leaned back and smiled. 'Only white man dumb enough to think he could improve system like that.'

Whitewolf420
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The White Box
The White Box by LateNiteFantasy© She hands me the white box, so small it fits in my palm I hold it and wonder how love can be stuffed into something so small. We speak of love and longing and belonging. We speak of needing. Love. Passion. She hands me Her heart, so full of love I can’t hold it. My fingers wrap around it as I cradle it in my palm so gently. We speak of pain and sharing and caring. We speak of life. Real. Forever. She hands me Her soul, so full of truth as I cup both hands My hands hold it safely and wrap it carefully with need and desire. We speak of commitment and living and giving. We speak of passion. Deep. Erotic. And I wonder. How She ever managed to get the box so full of love.

A White Rose
A White Rose by LateNiteFantasy© As a fallen love cleansed from lust, Falls upon the lovely pond, The bright blue moon shining upon her lips, Letting her shine with purity. Every tear drop by love, This rose remembers and takes in the pain, And brings out the pure love, From the soul, Into the open hearts of the green orchid. As an Aryan and a Goddess watching over, The angel who has set herself on life.

White Water Rafting=)yes!!! I Made It
well i really don't wanna say too much...tired sore and got a big bruise on leg.....i made it thought...if u live in sacramento or near it goto CASHE GREEK white water rapids are freaken awesome..ummm i got a confession i flipped didn't loose sunglasses or hat...sorry no pics to busy having to much fun...got a nice tan i will show u hmmmm tues ...need a day .....(all i can say u have to go.......for me 3 yrs ready to go again... and also first day u have some fun on a bus trip woo hoo its along story i can't say it...well maybe one thing....ok july 4th party 2yrs ago i show my tits to everyone well they were friends very close friends not that kind.... and i showed boobies cause of wet t-shirt contest....i don't care now when i hear my real name called a few times i am going to show my tits....u had to be there to understand...i heard them and i did it...made there dicks hard i know that...but when they hit that cold water bet it made is shrival up...i know how cold water works with g

White Witch, Black Heart
Bars in the window Bars in my heart Endless days of waiting in hell I died in March The victim of an empty heart, The victim of your own jealousy you'll forever blame me of mirroring your black heart I try to let go, I try to forget, when you drag me down once again Can I ever be free? I awake from dreams into nightmares everyday and you go free to commit more crimes of the heart White witch with a black soul They say your the victim, but we know the truth White witch, black heart

White Rose
My love for you is like a white rose, so pure and strong. A white rose as beautiful as the sunrise and sunset. A white rose untouched by the harshness of the world. So rare, so beautiful, so passionate yet willing and fierce. Sweet as the dew and soft as a dove. A white rose to represent our love, so pure and strong, As long as I draw breath our love, a beautiful white rose, will never wilt. Loving you makes me feel alive, more than I have ever felt. Nothing can change that nor can anyone steal what is ours. You had my heart first, you had it all along and forever you’ll have it. Written by Danielle K.

White Sox Fan
n00bs believe everything! It's meeeeeeee... Punkin. A friend of mine said this dude was fucking with her, so I was bored and decided to hop in. I got blocked, so I jumped on the other compy, since Goatse was on, and had some fun with him on this account. Enjoy... this is ME being a MAN... lmao... and taking the same attitude my man would take... I kinda make him sound like a pussy, don't I? white sox fan: well im rollong out you have a good night white sox fan: if i got some lady on here that issing me off how do i get her ass deleted? white sox fan: are we cool white sox fan: i hear you i hear you man but you gotta know she did try to push my buttons rating me 1 sayin gi was a fucko all tha tother shit i just walked away and if she was my freind id be pissed to so i see where you and your g/f are comming from but i aint gonna argue no more with you white sox fan: they both pissed me off if you come at me real i can respect that i respect how you te

White Trash
i was just in the mumms and i cant beleave how many people use this term they use it if you say i was rased in a traler park or if you live in the bad part of town or if you are down and out or if you listen to the wrong music...I know what it is but i am crouis what others have to say ...Me myself i was rasied in a tralir park ...I own 4 cars and yes 2 are in peaces right but there in the grage lol i where blue jeans and my number 8 hat dose that make me white trash lol......this is my first blog lol lets hear what you got to say

White Walls
WHITE WALLS White walls are closing in... I need a life, where do I begin? For what seems like forever now I shut the world out... My eyes are now opening but I see no one about... My loving mother the only one who hasn't left me. She's always there for me this I see... Where is everyone else? Where did they go? I'm sitting here alone feeling so low... The preasure of life just got to be to much to bare... I was slowly going insane and not one but my mom showed a single care.... I didn't crack.... I didn't fall in... I made it through so I win.... Except I'm still alone just like I've always been... I don't know where to start or where to begin.... I need a life or did insanity really win? These white walls just keep closing in.... by, MIZZ SHADY

White Knuckles - Five Finger Death Punch
Oh, fuck it all! [V1:] Sick of being sick and tired, sick of understanding Tired of feeling sick to my stomach Demons inside command me They're saying crush it, break it, smash it Fuckin' kill 'em all! Laugh as it falls away I won't dodge another silver bullet Just to save a little face [Chorus:] I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions [V2:] How many people really care? How many will be standing? I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb Rescue the world from slavery I wanna torch it, burn it, scorch it, fuckin' stomp it out Laugh as it blows away I won't eat anothe rotten apple Though I've grown to like the taste [Chorus:] I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions I want you to hurt, want you to bleed I want you to look beyond your own face Past your infections [Pre-Chorus:] I'm taking back control with my knuckles

White Flag.
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you Or tell you that But if I didn't say it Well, I'd still have felt it Where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were but I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be I know I left too much mess And destruction to come back again And I caused nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of "It's over" Then I'm sure that that makes sense But I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be And when we meet Which I'm sure we will all that was there Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on I will go

White Magnetic Dog
White Magnetic Dog Tone 1: Magnetic - Unity White Dog is your Conscious Self - who you are and who you are becoming. One of the gifts of White Dog is the calling in and recognition of other companions of destiny. Other beings with the same longing are waiting to meet and acknowledge you - beings who can see you as you authrentically are. When you have truly been seen, you feel empowered, and remembrance of a shared sacred trust is ignited. This is a natural process, divinely designed for recognition through vibrational affinity, freed from personal expectations. White Dog can be seen as an access point for developing relationships with guides, totems, allies and guardians. There are many ways to work with these spiritual guides, including guided visualizations, shamanic journeys, and meditation. A useful construct is viewing them as aspects of yourself, part of your life stream that is asking to be integrated. Remember, there is no 'other'. In this grand adve

White Supremacist Gets Death Penalty
YIKES! ask me for an explanation... found at : http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-lamb23-2008aug23,0,6297031.story?track=rss +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ White supremacist gets death penalty in murder case After a second penalty hearing, Michael Lamb is sentenced to death for the 2002 murder of a fellow gang member. By Christine Hanley, Los Angeles Times Staff Writer 12:30 PM PDT, August 22, 2008 A white supremacist gang member was sentenced to death today for the 2002 murder of one of the organization's founders. After a second penalty phase hearing, an Orange County jury last month recommended that Michael Lamb, 34, a member of the Southern California gang Public Enemy No. 1, should die for killing Scott Miller in 2002 in retaliation for giving away some of the gang's secrets. A different jury had deadlocked after the first penalty phase hearing last year. Lamb and codefendant Jacob Rump, 32, were convicted a year ago in Mi

White Zombie Box Set Track Listing
09/10/2008 upcoming releases Rob Zombie has revealed the track listing for the much-anticipated White Zombie box set, which is due for release before end of the year. It is as follows: 01. "Gentleman Junkie" 02. "King Of Souls" 03. "Tales From the Scarecrowman" 04. "Cat's Eye Resurrection" 05. "Pig Heaven" 06. "Slaughter The Grey" 07. "Eighty-Eight/Fast Jungle" 08. "Gun Crazy" 09. "Kick" 10. "Memphis" 11. "Magdelene" 12. "True Crime" 13. "Ratmouth" 14. "Shack of Hate" 15. "Drowning the Colossus" 16. "Crow II" 17. "Die Zombie Die" 18. "Skin" 19. "Truck On Fire" 20. "Future Shock" 21. "Scumkill" 22. "Diamond Ass" 23. "Demonspeed" 24. "Disaster Blaster" 25. "Murderworld" 26. "Revenge" 27. "Acid Flesh" 28. "Power Hungry" 29. "Godslayer" 30. "God Of Thunder" 31. "Love Razor" 32. "Disaster Blaster 2" 33. "Welcome to Planet MF" 34. "Knuckle Duster" 35. "Thunder Kiss" 36. "Black Sunshine" 37. "Soul-Crusher" 38. "Cosmic Monster" 39. "Spiderbaby

White Night Dream
High upon a hill above the town, They gaze at early evening’s hazy glow. The rumbling drums begin to pulse and sound, A rhythm born in sultry fires below. It pulses from the earth’s dark secret heart, It undulates and reaches toward the sun. And lovers who once found themselves apart, Are joined with kiss, entwine and become one. Their dance so pagan-drunk on this White Night, Engorged with essence from their lust distilled. Like Earth and Sun these lovers bathe in light, And on that hill their dreaming is fulfilled. The season’s heat ignites a roiling flame, And in its burning, cleanses, lovers pain.

Whitney Jo Maguire (kept In Corsets)
Maguire, Whitney Jo View/Sign Guest Book Whitney Jo Maguire, 21, of Ambridge died unexpectedly Tuesday. Born Jan. 29, 1987, in Charleston, S.C., she was the daughter of David L. O'Brien and his wife, Jeanie H. O'Brien, of Cranberry Township and Carol Tyro O'Brien of Ambridge. She attended Moon Senior High School and received her GED in 2005. Surviving, in addition to her parents, are her husband Daniel Maguire of Butler; a 2-year-old son, Liam Russel Maguire; two sisters, Michelle O'Brien Slinger and her husband, Paul, of Economy and Gabriela H. O'Brien of Cranberry Township; a brother, Christopher O'Brien of Ambridge; her maternal grandmother, Mary S. Tyro of Harmony Township; her paternal grandfather, William S. O'Brien of New Castle; a niece, Allison Slinger; uncle and aunt, Terry and Judy Tyro of Glendale, Ariz.; uncle and aunt, Robert S. and Nancy O'Brien of Des Moines, Iowa; and a cousin, Marissa Tyro. Whitney will be missed by her many, many friends including the

A White Rose
A White Rose The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Bread
White Bread 5 3/4 to 6 1/4 cups all-purpose flour 1 package active dry yeast 2 1/4 cup milk or buttermilk 2 tablespoons sugar 1 tablespoons butter, margarine, or shortening 1 1/2 teaspoons salt In a large mixing bowl combine 2 1/2 cups of the flour and yeast; set aside. In a medium saucepan heat and stir milk, sugar, butter, and salt just until warm (120-130 degrees) and butter almost melts. Add milk mixture to flour mixture. Beat with an electric mixer on low to medium speed for 30 seconds, scraping the sides of the bowl constantly. Beat on high speed for 3 minutes. Using a wooden spoon, stir in as much remaining flour as you can. Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface. Knead in enough of the remaining flour to make a moderately stiff dough that is smooth and elastic (6 to 8 minutes total); Shape dough into a ball. Place in a lightly greased bowl, turning once to grease surface of dough. Cover; let rise in a warm place until double in size (45 to 60 minutes).

White Angel Food Cake
White Angel Food Cake 1 1/2 cup egg whites 1 1/2 cup sugar 1 tablespoon cold water 1 cup cake flour 2 tablespoons cornstarch 1 teaspoon cream of tartar 1/3 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon pineapple extract 1/2 teaspoon almond extract Beat egg whites until they stand in peaks, add sugar gradually while still beating. Add coold water and extracts. Combine the flour, cream of tartar, salt and cornstarch and add this mixture, folding it in gradually. Bake 45 minutes at 300 degrees. Ice with your favorite icing.

White Chocolate Snack Mix
INGREDIENTS * 1 (10 ounce) package mini twist pretzels * 5 cups toasted oat cereal * 5 cups crispy corn cereal squares * 2 cups salted peanuts * 1 (14 ounce) package candy-coated milk chocolate pieces * 2 (11 ounce) packages white chocolate chips * 3 tablespoons vegetable oil DIRECTIONS 1. Line 3 baking sheets with waxed paper or parchment. Set aside. 2. In a large bowl, combine mini pretzels, toasted oat cereal, crispy corn cereal squares, salted peanuts, and candy-coated chocolate pieces. Set aside. 3. In a microwave-safe bowl, heat chips and oil on medium-high for 2 minutes, stirring once. Microwave on high for 10 seconds; stir until smooth. Pour over cereal mixture and mix well. 4. Spread onto prepared baking sheets. Cool; break apart. Store in an airtight container

White Guilt Is Dead
White Guilt is Dead By Tom Adkins Look at my fellow conservatives! There they go, glumly shuffling along, depressed by the election aftermath. Not me. I'm virtually euphoric. Don't get me wrong. I'm not thrilled with America's flirtation with neo socialism. But there's a massive silver lining in those magical clouds that lofted Barak Obama to the Presidency. For today, without a shred of intellectually legitimate opposition, I can loudly proclaim to America: The Era of White Guilt is over. This seemingly impossible event occurred because the vast majority of white Americans didn't give a fluff about skin color, and enthusiastically pulled the voting lever for a black man. Not just any black man. A very liberal black man who spent his early career race-hustling banks, praying in a racist church for 20 years, and actively worked with America-hating domestic terrorists. Wow! Some resume! Yet they made Barak Obama their leader. Therefore, as of Nov 4th, 2008, white guilt is dead.

White Woman With A Black Man
A white woman with a black man most find it unacceptable But for some black men and some white woman its what they find desirable Your cant help who you love or the color of their skin It shouldnt be about whats on the outside but what the heart they have within They have all kinds of racist names and insults to throw out (at you) But whats going on between us with them it has nothing to do Now whats the problem that people see between the love of us Its like Rosa Parks when they tried to make her move from her seat on the bus MLK did a march to perserve and demand his constitutional rights If he did all that why cant people just accept a black man being with a woman whose white They say getting in a white girls pants is what a black man wants the most A white girl screamin accusations false as they are the black man gets sent up the coast Rodney King would never take no crap or racism from the police Tried to beat him so his strong voice they wanted to stop and seice

White Hopes
White Hopes by: Me Existing in a whirlwind everyone frolics away there is no one to stop you they never look back thinking it is easier to run but they are pushing me away separating me from your world leaving me all alone forcing me to to be forever trapped I can not escape Then I see your smile so bright and pure you have stayed just for me I love how you look at me while making me all these promises promises of serendity with you Telling me sweet guarantees of a pure love forever holding my hand to never let go Making my heart to skip beats whispering to me that my heart will heal I trust you to tell the truth no one else ever seems to I can not take anymore lies I am afraid to goto sleep for the fear of losing you Don't want the day to pass Don't want the night to come to be forever trapped with you by my side I ask myself a simple question Is this what they call love? I need no answers for I know it is..

White Guilt
WHITE GUILT IS DEAD By Tom Adkins Look at my fellow conservatives! There they go, glumly shuffling along, depressed by the election aftermath. Not me. I'm virtually euphoric. Don't get me wrong. I'm not thrilled with America 's flirtation with neo socialism. But there's a massive silver lining in those magical clouds that lofted Barak Obama to the Presidency. For today, without a shred of intellectually legitimate opposition, I can loudly proclaim to America : The Era of White Guilt is over. This seemingly impossible event occurred because the vast majority of white Americans didn't give a fluff about skin color, and enthusiastically pulled the voting lever for a black man. Not just any black man. A very liberal black man who spent his early career race-hustling banks, praying in a racist church for 20 years, and actively worked with America-hating domestic terrorists. Wow! Some resume! Yet they made Barak Obama their leader. Theref ore, as of Nov 4th, 2008, w

White Tigers
Focus: Animal Welfare Action Request: Boycott Location: United States The White Tiger; Beautiful, Graceful, Majestic... Fantasy Like Even. But, did you know that the white tiger is not a real species. In fact it is a man made species, a hybrid of a Bengal tiger and a Siberian tiger and they end up a beautiful white color with blue eyes due to inbreeding. And if that wasn't enough to set you off then know that about 80% of white tiger cubs born die either from birth defects or killed by breeders because they are deformed. What zoo would want that in their park, right? Did you ever wonder why you could never see a white tiger out in the wild. Well, besides the fact that they are man made a white tiger would never be able to survive on it's own in the wild. Why you ask? For one, all white tigers are cross eyed due to inbreeding. They can not see very well due to that. I copied and pasted this article about white tiger breeding from a website called bigcatrescue.org. Please read on.

Whitewash By Alex Kava
Plot Summary: Bestseller Kava takes a break from her Maggie O'Dell FBI profiler series (A Necessary Evil, etc.) with a fine topical thriller involving terrorism, government coverups and toxic waste. Sabrina Galloway, a young Chicago professor, becomes a hands-on scientist in Florida with EcoEnergy, a company that specializes in TCP—a process that converts refuse and other waste material into oil. EcoEnergy's CEO is angling for a $140 million military government contract, but after Sabrina's boss mysteriously disappears and Sabrina discovers a reactor processing something it shouldn't, her life becomes as endangered as Florida's waterways. She hits the road in a '47 Studebaker with Miss Sadie, a gutsy 81-year-old African-American neighbor, to find help, while Middle Eastern terrorists plot a nasty surprise for an upcoming energy summit. Engaging supporting characters include Leon, a funky hit man losing his touch but not his heart, and covert operative Natalie Richards, "a black Emma Pe

1.07.08 - Whitesnake - Here I Go Again
SONG VERSION BELOW Here I Go Again - Whitesnake LYRICS BELOW I don't know where I'm going But I sure know where I've been Hanging on the promises and songs of yesterday And I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time Here I go again, Here I go again Though I keep searching for an answer I never seem to find what I'm looking for Oh Lord I pray you give me strength to carry on 'Cause I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams And here I go again on my own Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone But I've made up my mind I ain't wastin' no more time I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days 'Cause I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams And here I go again on my own Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I've made up my mind I ain'

The White & Black Man
A Black man enters a cafe and theirs a white man sitting at a table. The white man looks at the black man and seas: Sorry, but no Coloured people allowed in here. The Black man turns to the white man and seas: ''Well when your sick you turn green, When your hot you turn red and when your cold you turn blue and still you have to the nerve to say that no coloured people are allowed in here...

White+black=asian
I woke up thinking I had a kid. It was one of those so real it must be true dreams for at least a few second. Somehow in my dream I had been knocked up and had the kid so fast that I had not had a chance to tell anyone. My boyfriends mom had come over for an unannounced visit and I tried to hide the baby from her. Best part is that my Jamaican boyfriend and my little white self made a really pretty Asian baby girl.

White Guilt Is Dead
not writen by me but i agree WHITE GUILT IS DEAD Look at my fellow conservatives! There they go, glumly shuffling along, depressed by the election aftermath. Not me. I’m virtually euphoric. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not thrilled with America ’s flirtation with neo socialism. But there’s a massive silver lining in those magical clouds that lofted Barak Obama to the Presidency. For today, without a shred of intellectually legitimate opposition, I can loudly proclaim to America : The Era of White Guilt is over. This seemingly impossible event occurred because the vast majority of white Americans didn’t give a fluff about skin color, and enthusiastically pulled the voting lever for a black man. Not just any black man. A very liberal black man who spent his early career race-hustling banks, praying in a racist church for 20 years, and actively worked with America-hating domestic terrorists. Wow! Some resume! Yet they made Barak Obama their leader. Therefore, as of Nov 4th, 2008, wh

White Pride
read all the way to the end....................................... This e-mail does contain wording that is meant to express an open opinion to a major problem in the USA , and other countries throughout the world, It is estimated that only 11% of those receiving this e-mail will read it all the way to the end. In addition, it is estimated that only 1% of non-white color will read this past this point and 99% will blow it away because of the title. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "WHITE " Pride" This is great. I have been wondering about why Whites are racists, and no other race is..... Proud to be White Michael Richards makes his point.............. Michael Richards better known as Kramer from TVs Seinfeld does make a good point. This was his defense speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act. He makes some very interesting points... Someone finally said it.

White Knight
"I will tell you a tale Of a white knight Of his battles And of all of his might He left for an adventure He headed on a quest He journeyed over mountains He journeyed to the west He came across damsel Guarded by a mighty dragon He defeated it with skill He put its head in a wagon Alas the damsel loved another This I tell true The poor white knight It nearly broke his heart in two Next he journeyed further He journeyed to the east But in a deep dark forest He meet a furious beast Its body was dark and hairy Its fangs were sharp and long It had never been defeated Until the white knight came along He journeyed through rivers Across their wide mouth He journeyed for love He journeyed to the south In the south he met a damsel High up in a tower She was trapped there by a witch Held by her terrible power He defeated the evil witch He rescued the damsel with ease But then she left him there Crying on his knees Almost giving up He last t

White Rose
In the storm Stands the white rose tumultuous waves of destruction abound her Yet tall is the white rose strong in the face Of the sensed doom around her And she does not bow down Pure is the white rose In the compost earth growing eternal strength in the nights that so hurt I see not the white rose She is so far away But I long to protect her But only the words can I say So I send her my words And my poets heart To help her when there is hope to see her through Be Strong little flower Your heart will guide true And as long as you want I will always talk to you

The White Boy Blues.
I got plenty of fuel got no match. I got plenty of money no hooker to screw. I got plenty of ink but no paper to stain I got plenty of blues but aint got the use. I'm the nobody stuck in your toaster. I'm the dusty coat on the side of the road. That dry red stain next to the tracks. That straw hat, and fishbobber tied to a toe. I'm just another casualty of love another hit and run with the jimmy beam cure. I got latex insurance but no appeal. I got smoke rings round my face candles and my own place Got a den of evil in my heart a den of lust and a trashy sense of art aint got no you aint got no feel. Aint got no queen of the slip on my tongue. Aint got a way out. Not one I'll take anyway...

White Trash
There is a reason why I dislike white trash so much, and constantly make fun of it. Turns out that my whitest trashiest coworker told my boss that I am trying to get him in trouble for sexual harassment, or some shit like that. Which is complete BS, and while it annoyed me that he was too huggy with me and stuff, I always told him upfront that it irritated me. So now today I confronted him about being weird aroune me lately, and he told me. I was like WTF??! We sorted things out, and I dont think I will be talking to the bitch again. She is the epitome of white trash-with 3 kids, abusive no job bf that leeches off her, a tongue piercing and nipple piercings at 40, and last week she got all her top teeth pulled ughhh...

White Angel
There's a white angel out there Out there somewhere It'll blow away the darkness Let is bright light shine There's a white angel out there With gold encrested wings A white halo of leaves They only show certain people they're their angel There's a white angel out there One for each of us Be they a friend to save you Or a true being of Heaven There's a white angel out there Just let them find you please They'll show you light They'll save you from dark There's a white angel out there Just let them break through thier darkness Let them gain those wings And you'll see them waiting There's a white angel out there Just you wait and see

White Tigers - The Truth!
THESE MAJESTIC CREATURES NEED OUR HELP Over the years many people have asked us to take white tigers off their hands, but in every case it was only so they could breed more babies to use, so we declined. For years we have railed against supporting facilities that breed and exhibit white tigers because of the abuse involved in producing them. White Tigers can ONLY exist in captivity by continual inbreeding, such as father to daughter, brother to sister, mother to son and so forth. DEFECTS FROM INBREEDING The white lions and golden tabby tigers are merely a product of this practice of inbreeding for white coats as well and are not being bred for any sort of conservation program either. ALL white tigers are cross eyed, whether it shows or not, because the gene that causes the white coat always causes the optic nerve to be wired to the wrong side of the brain. That is why white tigers are such a favorite of the tiger-tamer-wanabees; they are far more

White Rose
the red rose whispers of passion,and the white rose breathes of love,or,the red rose is a faclon,and shay the white rose is a dove.But i send you a cream-white rosebud,with a flush on its petal tips,for the love that is purest and sweetest,has a kiss os desire on the lips.

White Pride (this Doesn't Reflect My Opinion Just An Email I Got)
""WHITE" Pride" This is great. I have been wondering about why Whites are racists, and no other race is..... Proud to be White Michael Richards makes his point............... Michael Richards better known as Kramer from TVs Seinfeld does make a good point. This was his defense speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act. He makes some very interesting points... Someone finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc. And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman'... and that's OK. But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink .. You call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you... so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live? You have t

The White Lies In Between The White Lines In Between The Red Ones
So in my younger years I wanted to grow up and be a singer, make music, be an artist. I sit here typing this at damned near 5 a.m. coming to the realization that that is not what I was put here to do, because to be an artist in todays society (to be a widely accepted one anyways) you have to have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to say. Nothing of any real substance. Nothing of any crucial relevance. Nothing of any intellectual property because intelligence is power. It gives you the power to evaluate and challenge things. And who wants to evaluate and challenge the problems that us as Americans are faced with when there's "Shorty's gettin' low in the club." The problems that we as Americans are faced with. The problems that are engineered and created by the very same institutions that we rely on to provide us with jobs, to give us home loans, to give us health insurance as a way to work for us, with us and against us, as a way to rid ourselves of ourselves. 125 people in this country did the mat

Whitney
hi im jake and im a total dick because im always making my girlfriend (also the mother of my two kids) feel like she is worthless and ugly.i do this by pulling shit like viewing nudy girl web cams, porn, and i dont pay attentiom to her enough also i push everything she has to say to the side even if it pertaining to the safety and well being of our childern. oh ya and i come on site like this tryin to hook up w/ slutty bitches that post half naked pics of themselves ya know like that freyja girl cuz u know "when i see something i like i go for it" but its all good my gf whitney doesnt matter anyway so im just gonna keep on doin what im doing cuz im a dick!!!!! written by jakes real life girlfriend whitney WHAT!!!!!!!!!!

White Tie Affair Lyrics
I took a ride on a February morning, Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning, I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired, My baby's flying off the edge of the road, She's saying, "I'm so sorry about that note", That left me all alone, But I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired Somebody turn the lights on, Somebody tell me what's wrong, I'd be lying if I told you, Losing you was something I could handle, Somebody turn the lights on, Somebody tell me how long, All this darkness will surround you, Cuz I'm burning for you, Burning like a candle Seven days since I've seen your face, Seven nights I have laid to waste, I'm burning out now, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired, I know we're hanging at the end of the road, We've flown too high, make a swarm too low, I heard a screaming out loud, I heard a screaming out loud Somebody turn the lights on, Somebody tell me what's wrong, I'd be lying if I told you, Losing you was something I co

The White Devil
The White Devil I am the White Devil of peace, hope and love Take my gifts or take my glove; I offer thee choice of sword or dove Chance be there take thy pick But if it's sword thine ass I'll kick!

White- Failed Attempt
Staring downward through the water my eyes strain to focus on the bottom of the bathtub.All i can see is white,The textured surface of the tub leaves it's impression upon my chest.It makes me think,Have i made an impression on anyone? Strangers or people I know? And was it good or bad?A lot of questions and several people come to mind.I lay there whimpering, knowing that I'm only one deep breath away from what i want.What do I really want? I'm not sure.But I'm tired of trying,Sick of being me,Sick of being...SICK,Fed-up with trying to find the perfect match.My mind determined on self destructionI take a shallow breath in to experience what's to come.Now all i can think of is my nephew Jacoband him becoming as fucked up as I am.Now I'm hurting bad...a broken heart,emotionally damaged mind andwater filled lungs.I'm here to experience life as it shits on meBe it good or bad...until the day I see White.

White Wall
I've sat on my couch now for many nights and just starred at my plain white wall. With 50 different thoughts passing through my mind, my emotions racing at different speeds, tears moistening my cheeks. With all the lights off and just the flicker of candles creating this calming glow against my plain white wall. I’m not thinking “why me”, I’m not pondering the “reasons for this test” and I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m just sitting here starring at my plain white wall. We all at some point in our lives become “numb”. For some that numbness is a defense, for others it’s a coping mechanism. For me, it’s peace. For me, it’s comfort.We all have our “sad stories” and at times we have all compared those stories. Does it really help hearing how someone else may actually have it worse than you? It may. But we all know, no matter how bad it may be for someone else; that’s them, not you.

White Lies
Why lie, what is the purpose? It hurts people, even the little white lies. Man up, tell the truth, take the flack.....wtf.....if you are fibbing, you must not care anyway so just shoot straight from the lip and if you lose someone, so be it. You obviously dont care. At least it gives the recipient of your lies a fighting chance to either hang on or be gone. I often wonder about this. From the lips of an angel, in my eyes, come lies, I hang on just hoping that one day it will end and he will see the truth standing in front of him. Tell the truth, No Drama, Less Trauma. Amen. I love you.

A White Rose
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,And the white rose breathes of love;O, the red rose is a falcon,And the white rose is a dove.But I send you a cream-white rosebudWith a flush on its petal tips;For the love that is purest and sweetestHas a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Babe Black Penis
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White Pantyhose And Bra
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White Night Fantasy
Enchantress came to meAnd said, meet me at the lake tonight I hunt this song to the whiteThrough the shroud of snow I saw paradisePeace, no more lies Crestfallen soulRest for this nightLove is hereRight here under my wings I dream of wolvesWith them I runFor me she lengthened the nightI am homeI am in peace Crestfallen soulRest for this nightLove is hereRight here under my wings

White Girl Sucks Black Dick
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White Magic
White MagicThis is the room to which she came,And spring itself came with her,She stirred the fire of life to flame,She called all music hither.Her glance upon the lean white walls,Hung them with cloth of splendor,And still the rose she dropped recalls,The graces that attend her.The same poor room, so dull and bare,Before in consecration,She breathed upon its common air,The true transfiguration ...?This room, the same to which she came,For one immortal minute?How can it ever be the sameSince she has once been in it!

White Christmas
a thousand daimonds upon the ground lie scattered in the snowey ground ..the moonlight showing them all around as the colder it gets your breathe you see some even still floating down from the trees wind does whipp them an blow to an fro the daimonds in the snow ..sparkaling shimering bright as stars from the heavens... the magic of a white christmas some times can happen.....///G.G

Whiteout
http://fubar.com/1243830 I have not been able to log into that account for a LONG time.....................hehehe Read the profile.................After I did that, every time I log in, I get a white screen.............. fuckers HEY, should I mumm about this?????????????? hehehehehehehhe

White On White Midnight Cruise
White on White Midnight Cruise Saturday, June 12th, 2010 Aboard the Star of Palm Beach Pier 40 - West Side Highway and West Houston Street Boarding at 11:45 PM. Departing at 1 AM.Tickets $40 (Dinner Included)Dress to Impress. All White Preferred.21 & Over. ID A Must. Tight Security.Music By:Magnus SupremeVibez CampBenyamin AKA Badman Benny Send me a message here for more information and tickets.

White Mamba & Iowa
Since I can't get my song I want to play on here, here are the lyrics..."You Complete Me" by Keisha Cole " Can you hear me out there? Have you ever had someone who loved you, never leave your side? I know you'll be here because you love me, yes you do. I'm givin' all my life and all my love if you promise me that you'll be here forever. I'll give you all of me, I'll give you everything if you promise me you'll never leave me. What my friends say don't matter. You've been right here from the start. And I'll get on my knees, I'll give you all of me if you never leave my side because you love me, you complete me, you hold my heart in your hands. And it's okay 'cause I trust that you'll be the best man that you can.

White Vs Coloured Wedding Ceremony Gowns
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Scott Henson (pictured), a self-described White Texas redneck, was cuffed last Friday by a swarm of policemen, because he was walking his Black 5-year-old grandchild down the street. The Austin resident spoke to NewsOne about how he was accosted by police for being in the company of his grandchild, Ty (pictured). SEE ALSO: Black Woman Leads Crusade For LGBT Rights Unbelievable! Meet The 88-Year-Old Marathoner Ty’s mother is not Henson and his wife’s biological child; the couple decided to raise her after her own father died. Still, the woman calls Henson and his wife “Mom” and “Dad,” and naturally, her daughter refers to the couple as her grandparents. Henson’s grandchild typically spends Friday nights with her grandfather and his wife, so that the little girl’s parents can get a break. Last Friday, Henson, who is a journalist and creator of two popular blogs GritsforBreakfast and Huevos Rancheros, took his grandchild t

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While you were sleeping I felt your heart beating. While you were sleeping in my head love was repeating. While you were sleeping all I could do was smile. While you were sleeping I watched you for a while. While you were sleeping I always held your hand. While you were sleeping I knew where my heart would land. While you were sleeping you would hold me near. While you were sleeping I would cry all my tears. While you were sleeping from you I knew I wouldn't part. While you were sleeping I gave to you my heart.

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I love, love LOVE the "just me" screen names. I mean... damn. You're you? Just you? You're not you AND the Dali Lama? I suppose that ranks right up there in the heights of stupid screen names right next to StinkyCheese or GrumpyOldMan.

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Who? Who is there to talk to? Is there Someone who won't laugh at you? Who is there to comfort you? Is there someone who won't let you fall? Who can you lay your troubles on? Someone who won't push them away. Who will listen? Who will Care? Who will let you share? 1996

Who?
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Who?
Who the Hell are you? And Who are you trying to be? You walk in a room full of people You’re as conceited as you can be But when you’re with me That’s not the person I see You try much too hard to be The person you want them to see The perfect ideal you’ve determined to be But that’s not the person I see Insecurity is easy to hide When you’re playing the fool You can’t hide it from me though I see through the act of perfection I hear what you don’t say When you tell them how great you are I see the fear of rejection, the attempts To prove perfection and gain approval You don’t need to scam in front of me I love who you are, not who you try to be. Be brave, show others what only I’ve seen Your flaws, your imperfections, your capacity for love Tauri Athena copyright April 2007

Who?
I try to step back Every once in awhile Try to take in everything That I see going on I try to find the good in people While also taking in the bad I try to listen to peoples hearts And listen to what their soul is singing Of everyone I have ever met I don't think that I have ever found a person I didn't learn from That's when I met you Your heart was broken Your life was falling apart Tears stained your face And your soul screamed for help Your body was broken Your mind was confused Your eyes were empty And I could see you were lost And of all the people I've ever seen You were the most abused On the inside and out I'd never seen a soul take so much hurting That's why it surprised me When you smiled at me... Then I realized I was standing in front of a mirror

Who
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Who?
I can remember when I was still at school, living with my brother and hanging out with the local bikers. They used to doss down at our place at the weekends.....bikers, sexy biker women, drink/drugs and music used to make up my weekends. One band that has always made a lasting impression on me was The Who. I also got to know Roger Daltry as a solo artist. He has an amazing talent and I have often managed the thoughts in my head whilst listening to his music. I've included two pieces here, one by The Who and another of his early solo examples. Enjoy..... Behind blue eyes - The Who Giving it all away - Roger Daltry

Who
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Who?
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Who?
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Who
Who is this person I see? So large and unhappy. All signs of happiness gone. Who is this person I see? She must have been happy once> She has wonderfully happy kids. So why does she cry alone? Truly she has people who Love her as she is. What could have happened to her? Did she loose herself along Some path to nowhere? Or is she locked up inside Herself screaming at deaf Ears that do not here? She is a single mom struggling To hold things together. Herself, her family, her life. Who is she? SHE IS ME!!!!

Who
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"Who Am I?" - I'm NOT your typical female by any means. - I'm very open minded. Give it a shot. - I NEVER judge people without reason. - I Can get along with just about anyone. - I can be the BIGGEST GEEK sometimes, but I'm fun. - I have a serious side and I'm very deep. - I tend to speak the truth because I don't like LIES. - I'm a really good girl - promise! - I LOVE to smile & laugh. - I have a flirty personality, it doesnt mean Im a slut. - I love to write - just look at my blogs! - I enjoy getting into intelligent conversations so please stimulate my mind. - My friends and family are my world. - I got a real big *HeARt* but people tend to step all over it or break it. - I'm very generous, caring, and sympathetic. - I have an obscure way of thinking ... but get to know me ok. - I'm very trustworthy and loyal. - I am loveable, yet easily hurt. - I forgive TOO easily but I NEVER forget. - I get along bette

Whoa
Not too much going on. Didn't realize there was a blog on here..is it new? Oh well. I'm off work today which is cool. I need to go pick up my car from the garage and bring it back home. Hopefully in the next two weeks, I will be taking it to carmax to sell it. I'm loving my new Jeep. I always wanted a Jeep and now I got one. The only sucky part about having a new car is now I low on funds and have to watch watch what I spend. Well thats all for now...Ya I know this wasn't fun to read but who knows in the future I might actually write something interesting in here..haha

"who Are You Really?"
I was recently asked, “Who are you really?” Now the question itself was a loaded question, and the context it was used in was looking for an answer that was simple, yet descriptively complex (if that makes sense). Of course I had to put a lot of thought into the question and I came up with a perfect answer, which conveys everything in a very simple way, which I will reveal at the end of this blog. But until then, here are some of the thoughts and memories I came up with to help formulate who I am, what I am, the very fiber of my being per se…which means I have to cover some history so prepare for some reading: I will start with the basics the description, the age, etc... My name is Fred Harley, I am a junior, and there is a family tradition with names and sons. It goes back a ways, I’m not sure how many generations but my dad is Fred Harley, my grandfather is Harley Fred, his dad was Fred Fred, etc, etc, etc... And I have named my son Harley Fred after my grandfather, a man that

Who Are You?
I'm a woman who wishes to be a girl again. I love films, they mean everything to me. I would die without music. I adore Japan and love to eating sushi. I'm a liar. I'm more truth than people can take. I'm the last flapper I'm on diet. Punk Cabaret is Freedom. I hate the sun but I love the desert. I wish it would rain again. I'm a complete witch. I never leave the house without a hat. I love to wear gloves. I prefer being slapped with real anger than being hugged with false sympathy. Sometimes I hate me. I'm a blowjob queen. I don't like being touched. I'm intolerant. I don't care. I love cats. My boss called me spooky. I don't mind being depressive. I tried to kill myself once or twice. I try to regret nothing. I love stockings. Louise Brooks is for me a goddess. Dorothy Parker is my favourite writer. I don't drink but I smoke too much. I never lose control but I wish I could. I want to be loved. Coldness excites me. I wish my skin was pale and white. M

Who Am I
I'm attracted to emo/goth girls.love to have great sex.I pray for world peace but hate so much in it.i usually play girls but i think i found love(maybe i won't cheat:just a thought:).I study a lot of religions but can't seem to consider myself in one.i love to laugh it erases my problems i try to forget.i'm Mr.cool a.k.a. "the nice guy" but there's a lot of skeletons in the closet & getting its fair share of bodies daily.I surrender to no one & i will fuck you up if u cross me.I don't give a hell what u say , call me whatever but i'm the one & only PUMZY.

Who Are You
You scored as Mick Foley. Everyone loves you for who you are and what you do. Life is hard at times but you'll always keep a smile on your face. You win some and you lose some, but hey, that's life. Nothing brings you more pleasure than a smile on someone else's face. Even after all those chair shots to the head, you're still the smartest bastard of the group. You will write a book about your life or have someone write one about you. Oh and for some reason, you keep a sock in your pants. His name is Mr.Socko.Mick Foley100%Chris Jericho94%JBL94%Eugene88%The Undertaker81%Spike Dudley75%Matt Hardy75%John Cena75%Christian63%Triple H

Who Am I?
They want to know what I am I simply say I am the creation of God Flesh and blood In the shape of a woman They ask what are you made of? I declare I am a form of love reborn With a laugh concealed in a child's song Hands stringed in strength Beating with a heart of faith They holler why is your skin that color? I reply I'm the mix of the sun and the sand A mere offspring of Adam A perfect shade of "human" They want to know what's that accent? In a slow drawl I simply say.. Eh?

Who Are You - I Need To Know
Who Are You - I Need To Know by Carole Ann Beautiful poems, Long, loving talks, Blue skies & tender, Bright sunshine - a walk. Romantic & Sweet, My Sexy desire, This heart fell in love, All passion - all fire. Are you what you say? I've seen it to be true... Or are you what you do? For I've seen that clearly, too. Degrader of women, Sex without love, Selfishly using, No light from above. "We just used each other..." This is not true, you were the user it's her world that blew. "Can't understand doing a friend..." How horrible - grotesque. Words no "man" could defend. I've heard you speak... I've seen you do all... There I was... again... All alone in the hall. It's all true - it's all real. You can't understand.. I know who I am - And me, I can't scam. God, help me decipher, I want to be sure. Was it all the disease, Or is there truly no cure?

Who Am I ? You Ask Of Me
I be from the same as you…….heavens above amongst the chosen stars of Earthly delights beyond compare. For I am Earth, aliken to an Earth Tree. Many roots below to places of which some know. Of branches a plenty to reach out and hold. Giver of life from the magical well deep, deep below. Crystiline rocks, mystical waters flow. Touching, rushing from my fingers and toes. I am the Winds of the 4 Corners didn’t you know? Elemental shifts guided by moonlight Even of the darkest days into the night. There follows a trace scent upon the breeze of me Paths of each direction I take, hosted flight unto Pegasus A destiny chance of a landing occurs. Kissing my face as the winds envelope me always directing . I am Fire of warmth and The Light… Cast upon you spellbound within rapture and delight. I burn within your veins reaching deep into your soul Firelight of passions lust I am a giver of the light to show Unto tho

Who Are You
I Scored as a rocker?? What the fuck were the odds of that?! LOL You scored as Rocker, Mosher. Your A Rocker!Rocker, Mosher35%Goth35%Prepy25%Emo15%Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev5%Trendy5%Skater0%What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy Ectcreated with QuizFarm.com

Whoa Too Much Info
Answered by me but not created by me... [ ] I am shorter than 5'4. [x] I think I'm ugly sometimes. [ ] I have many scars. [ ] I tan easily. [x] I wish my hair was a different color. [ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. [ ] I have a tattoo. [x] I am self-conscious about my appearance. [ ] have/I've had braces. [ ] wear glasses. [ ] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100 safe, free of cost, and scar-free. [x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger. [ ] I have more than 2 piercings. [ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears. [x] I have freckles. Family/Home Life [x] I've sworn at my parents. [x] I've run away from home. [x] I've been kicked out of the house. [x] My biological parents are together. [ ] I have a sibling less than one year old. [x] I want to have kids someday. [ ] I've had children. School/Work [ ] I'm in school/university [ ] I have a job. [x] I've fallen asleep at work/school/college. [ ]

Who Am I Today?
Who Am I Today? "Who am I today"? I ask. And I wonder if I'll ever know; I know the past has shaped me now, Though the past was long ago. The little moments form a blur, The times both happy and sad, All the people I once knew, And the things I used to have. They all helped me to become Where, what, and who I am now, And everything has influenced me Though I'm not sure exactly how. But I'm thankful for the memories, From everyone I've ever met — People I miss and people I love, Even people I'd like to forget. For these memories have helped me grow, They've made me calm, yet strong, And now there's a story to my life, That they've been writing all along. So, thank you for the memories, Without them, who would I be? — Because somewhere in my memories Are the things that define me. --Unknown

Who Am I?
You scored as Marius. You are the quiet cool. You are so mellow people are lulled into a false sense of security. When you are pissed god help anyone who crosses you?Marius100%Dracula100%Lestat75%Angel75%Armand67%Spike58%Deacon Frost33%Louis33%Blade25%Akasha17%Whose your Vampire personality? (images)created with QuizFarm.com

Who Am I?
I'm the sound of a ripped piece of paper. I'm the guy who let's you onto the highway. I'm the first sip of cold water on a sweltering day. I'm the aroma of a Dunkin Donuts as we pass in our car. I'm the relief of taking a piss after you've been in the car for three hours. I'm the scratch that finds the itch. I'm the bottom of an unstrirred fruit yogurt. I'm hitting a nail cleanly into a piece of wood. I'm getting an unsolicited smile. I'm your car starting after ten minutes of trouble with the engine. I'm buying the last tickle-me-elmo on Christmas Eve. I'm a child saying thank you. I'm a bonfire on a beach. I'm done for now...

Who Am I?
I ask myself this... almost constantly. Who am I? What is my purpose? Why am I here? Do you know who you are? I've got an idea of who I am... and it goes like: I am pain I am sorrow I am what makes you smile and yet, I can break you heart I am cold and yet, I can keep you warm I am chaos and I am serene.. I am precious and I am useless I can be your everything I can mean nothing at all I can protect you I can harm you I am your voice of reason I am your vice I am one I am the all being And... I am nothing...

Who Are U To Wave Your Fingers..
1. Do you like chinese food? yup 2. How big is your bed? queen =) 3. Is your room clean? ya 4. Laptop or Desktop computer? Desktop computer 5. Favorite comedian? george lopez 6. Do you smoke? no 7. Does anyone like you? i hope he does 8. Whats the sexiest thing about Condoleeza Rice? her outfit haha 10. Sleep with or without clothes on? depends 11. Who sleeps with you every night? noone 12. Do long distance relationships work? no 13. How many times have you been pulled over by the police? never 14. Pancakes or French Toast? pancakes 15. Do you like coffee? ya 16. How do you like your eggs? sunnyside up 17. Do you believe in astrology? ya sometimes 18. Last person you talked to on the phone? byron 19. Last person on your missed call list? dont know 20. What was the last text message you received? cant remember 21. McDonalds or Burger King? none 22. Number of pillows? 2 23. Last thing you ate? grilled cheese 24.

Who Are You? (take The Quiz...dont Make Me Say It Again! Just Kidding....kinda. Lol!!
provider. you like that they provide the security and luxury while all you have to do is enjoy it. because spoiling you is what make them happy. they love to show you off and to make you happy. they work hard play hard and fall in love hard. they would walk to the end of the earth for you. tresure this love! Take this quiz at QuizHeaven.com

Who Are You -- I Have To Ask
I ask myself of whom your true Identity IS... Wondering if I will ever know such TRUTH..??... Awaiting the days until I am comfortable with all the coincidences that come my way, knowing that someday it all will be out into the clear, so that this GAME will be over with and I can move on and continue to LIVE life like it should be. I've wondered for quite some time of who you truelly are, getting impatient with not knowing and if I will ever know if I will know the PERSON I beleive you are. Maybe Fate will answer me , or perhaps I will just go on and forget that I know you to some extent and say to hell with this guessing GAME! Enough is Enough and to much time is and has been wasted so it is your time to Come Out and tell the TRUTH, but If you cant I no longer want to have anything to do with you again! No more Messages, no more clues or riddles..Just cut to the chase and show your TRUE IDENTITY! READ AND PAY ATTENTION---I mean every word I say here and expect something

Who Am I?
Who am I? 1-Nov-2006 Written by: Deepak Chopra Vedanta, one of the world's most ancient philosophies, says there are only five reasons why humans suffer: not knowing who we are, identifying with our ego or self-image, clinging to the transient and unreal, recoiling in fear of the transient and unreal, and fear of death. Vedanta also says that the five causes of suffering are all contained in the first cause - not knowing who we are. If someone were to ask, "Who are you?" your response would probably be "My name is so-and-so. I'm American, or I'm the president of this company. You may also identify with your body, "This bag of flesh and bones is who I am." But sensory experience is totally illusory. You may think you are the body that your senses can locate in space and time, but the body is a field of invisible vibrations that has no boundaries in space and time. How long can we cling to a world of illusion? Is there such a thing as the color red? Every color we see is a pa

Who Are You, Teenager?
WHO ARE YOU, TEENAGER? Who are you, Teenager? What have you done to me? To that girl filled with laughter, So careless and so free. Who are you, Teenager? To make me feel this way? Moody, sad, and frustrated, And more confused each day. Who are you, Teenager? Tell me, why did you hide The confidence and self-assurance That I used to feel inside? Who are you, Teenager? New hormones always raging I feel so insecure now With my girlish body quickly aging. Who are you, Teenager? Please, I need to know. Will you help me find my dreams As I learn and change and grow? Is that you, Teenager? Showing me how to care For hidden pieces of me I never knew were there. Is that you, Teenager? Playing a young woman's part. Maturing body, changing feelings, Yet always a child at heart. Is that you, Teenager? Helping me to see That I am uniquely special and so glad that I am me. -Dallas Woodburn

Who Are They??
Who are our military?? Talking and getting to know several American Soldiers I got to thinking... Who are they really?? When you pass someone on the street, dressed in sweats or jeans.. tshirts.. do you know if they are military?? NO... why? because these men and women are our next door neighbors.. they are the kids we went to school with.. the "geeks", the football stars.. the bookworms.. They are "Mrs. Smiths" son.. such a nice boy he is.. Something else to think about Peeps.. when you go camping, and your sitting around your fire in your campchairs you paid 50 bucks for.. and you walk 100 feet to the bathroom to shower.. and your roasting a Brisket on the grill.. REMEMBER one thing.. these men and women serving our country.. they eat out of packages.. they sleep in the dirt.. in roughly made housing.. they pray for pics of your camping trip to make their life a little more homey.. and on Thanksgiving and Christmas when your sitting around with your family and friends wh

Who Am I
Who I am...to myself I'm but a seed Planted in a world of greed Who I am...I'm my parents child Molded by them but for a little while Who am I...I'm that teen that schooled in life That is until I became a wife Who am I...I'm the mother of three Trying to keep their spirits free Who am I...now the sole provider On my own since the nuptial divider Who am I...Just another hard worker Not wanting my life to become a tear jerker Who am I...becoming an elder in this world No longer the niave little girl Who am I...though a woman I be I am but a branch in this family tree Who am I...now up in age Seeing my life upon this stage Who am I...in a word or a letter I am a soul always seeking to better Who am I...to others I've touched They will say I am a giver of much Who am I ...to others means more For who I am needs to adore copyrights@2006brendalee

Who Am I?
A poem I wrote a while back,a very low point in my life but now I'm clawing my way back from the edge (yay me!) a woman but she feels like a child wants to run away give up so bleak a mother but she feels she's faild beautiful children but can she give them wat they deserve? a lover but is she loved? and does she love? she wants protection she feels exposed alone and scared lost she loathes herself how can she change? would it please them? she wants to please she wants to be loved she wants to be happy but she cant beacause She is herself (c) Rain 2006

Whoah, Hold On Everybody
Ok, so I am told to join this thing. As soon as I do everyone & their mother starts emailing me. Still trying to find my way around. I'm not ignoring anyone...I just have no clue what I am doing. You are all sexy & I would love to take you all home with me but relax... I'll get to you soon. spanks

Who Are You
You are The Devil Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition. Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because

Who Am I
Which of the Nine Muses are you? EratoThe muse of love poetry and lyrics, you are often seen strumming your lyre off by yourself. You fell in love with Arcas and had one son: Azan. You are thoughtful and intimate;lovely and intellectual.Take this quiz! Quizilla | Join | Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab Code

Who Are You?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who? Who are you? Who, who, who, who? Who are you? Who, who, who, who? Who are you? Who, who, who, who? I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name He said "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground And the breeze blew back my hair I remember throwin' punches around And preachin' from my chair [chorus:] Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) 'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I took the tube back out of town Back to the Rollin' Pin I felt a little like a dying clown With a streak of Rin Tin Tin I stretched back and I hiccupped And looked back on my busy day Eleven hours in the Tin Pan God, there's got to be another way Who are you? Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ... Who are you? Who, who, who, who

Who Are You My Friend? Let's Be Real....
Who Are You My Friend? Let's BE REAL... Who are you my friend? Let's BE REAL with each other I see you on my list's but I know nothing about you Can life really be so impersonal? I want to know why you cry? What makes you laugh and sing in joy? Who are you my friend? Let's BE REAL with each other Are you married? Do you have children? Is your love strong and true? How many lullaby's do you sing to your children? Who are you my friend? Let's BE REAL with each other What is your favorite color or the color of your eyes? Do you have a favorite song? Does it make you cry, fill your soul with peace, bring a gently loving memory? Or even dance with glee? Who are you my friend? Let's BE REAL with each other, Do you believe in GOD? Jehova? Christ, Allah or Budda, my friend? If Not, then tell me what you do believe in, What gets you going in times of disaster or duress? What do you seek, in life, love and friendships? Yes,

Who Am I
I am just a normal person, set with goals... I have 5 Beautifull Children...2 of which are mine, 3 are step kids....I love to camp, fish, read books, play on the computer, make friends, and write poetry....Some of which are out in books, I may not be famous, but thats cool with me....For I did not sell my copy rights to my poems, I wanted to see if I could do it...My life is simple, I am a Country Girl...And I love it, seeing the Mountians, watch the River flow, watching the WildLife, listening to the Birds sing....There's alot one can see, by opening their eyes and heart to nature...I love watching the snow fall, it's like blankting the Earth in the arms of love, waiting for Spring to come, and bring all things back to life...I try not to judge people, that's not right to do...I open my arms to welcome all, Friends is worth more than all the gold in Fort Knoxx...

Who Are You [i Really Wanna Know]
i saw The Who last night in concert. def one of the best concerts ive ever been to ive always known that pete townsend was an amazing guitarist but seeing him live totally changed my views on him.. def one of my alltime fav guitarists. holy shit there are no words to describe last night only feelings

Who Are You?
You drive me to desire So I can begin to imagine What lies behind the closed door I find myself helpless Straddling the line you draw Somewhere between reason and insanity I listen to your every word But have no idea why Who are you That I follow every word you say? Why am I So helpless and so quick to obey? Something's taking over me That I cannot resist You haunt even my deepest dreams No matter where I go You're never far away My mind says surrender While my soul cries out defend Yet you alone are in command Relentlessly pushing me On to climb the bigger hills Taking my every breath away And you just stay right there The captain of my ship Inside my thoughts Inside my head You're always in the front You command me You control me And I'll do anything you want Who are you That I follow every word you say? Why am I So helpless and so quick to obey? Something's taking over me That I cannot resist You haunt even my deepest dreams No matter

Who Am I
the night surrounds like a gentle cloak the feeling of waitlessness moving across billowing clouds what is this who am i falling faster years passing i close my eyes nothing there darkness swallowing me whole wind,air filling my lungs nothing, no sound i scream out no one can hear what is this who am i suprisingly, no fear falling faster years passing thrashing about nothing to fear you pull me close whisper i am here all the answers felt right here in magnificiant arms falling faster no fear woken by morning sweet lights embrace to realize I love you even more with every moment.

Who Am I
hi, well i just ended a 3 year relationship my si-n- law thought i might enjoy this sight so here i am i'm not real good with writting this stuff, but here goes nothing. it will take me a little bit but i hope i can get back to who i was before this relationship. a little wild and full of life

Who Am I
One Monday morning a mailman is walking the > neighborhood on his usual route. As he approaches > one of the homes he noticed that both cars were in > the driveway. His wonder was cut short by Bob, the > homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer and > liquor bottles. > > "Wow , Bob, looks like you guys had one hell of a > party last night." the mailman comments. > Bob in obvious pain replies, "Actually we had it > Saturday night. This is the first time I have felt > like moving since 4:00 am Sunday morning. > > We had about fifteen couples from around the > neighborhood over for Christmas Cheer and it got a > bit wild. Hell, we got so drunk around midnight that > we started playing WHO AM I? > > "The mailman thinks a moment and says, "How do you > play that?"! > > "Well ,all the guys go in the bedroom ,and we come > out one at a time with a sheet covering us and only > our 'privates' showing through a hole in the sheet. > The women try to guess who it is.

Who Am I
People often wonder what is behind the picture and the words. What rolls through this mind and what does my heart feel. First of all i'm a gentleman so don't look for NSFW pictures or comments from me. I treat people with respect and honor. I see the good in eveyone and am never rude. Don't take that as an invitation to do me wrong for I do have a temper. Anyone who knows me from yahoo 360 knows I have very strong opinions concerning Iraq and the man who stole the white house in 2000. Dragon is a name i've held for a long time and likely always will. I have an 18 year old son currewntly in college. He is the one great thing to come out of a 10 year marriage that was mainly a mess. I am by no means perfect and part of the mess was my doing. I am very open and honest and will answer questions if you ask but don't expect me to just open up

Who Am I If Not Me
I am a stranger. one who looks around to see all and judge not. I am a friend. To see them and feel safe. I am lost. I see my true love and speak not of her. I am fallen. I see death and do not fear it.

Who Are My Friends ?????
Was just wandering if I could get a vote or two from my friends. Since most of my friends don't read this it won't be a big deal when I deleat them. I am going to start moving friends to my family. If you don't make it there by the end of the week you are getting deleated. You ask....What do you mean ? I mean it would be nice to say " HI " once in a while. Thanks

Who Am I
im a leader not a follower.i show respect when its due.i try not to judge ppl,but i put them in classes.thats natural.i not perfect.ive lied,cheated and stole.ive given the shirt off my back to a homeless man.but i also have a hard outlook on life in general.i do appreciate the little things in life.the sun rising birds singing the rain.i thank god for every breathe i take.and for my momma lord knows she held me down when the world thought i was a hopeless cause.i have abandonment issues thank u dad u idiot.but for real im a easy going guy who likes to sing dance and fish.if u need me im there if i can be thats to a friend or someone i just met.

Whoa Is Me And My Ankle
Well, thanks to a coworker I've earned myself a 5 day weekend with pay. I sprained my akle at work on Wednesday, and my man left me home alone for the weekend so he could go hunting. So, I'm forcing my sister into taking care of me till Saturday night :-D. She doesn't mind because she loves me and my company. Anyway, I'm in pain, does anyone know how to get my ankle to heal quicker?

Who Am I Kidding
Well i thought that this year would be different. I guess not I'm lonely like I was last year, I'm sad cause the guy that I'm talkin to is too busy to see me this year again...for the 3rd year in a row. It sucks majorly. My pals haven't talked to me in weeks and I've been stuck here at home sick. I need to find some other people to hang out with or something. Or even get involved with someone else cause this guy is treating me kinda wrong...but when the summer comes around he's all lovey with me and everything...and he wants me to be wating for him. I do wait cause I'm a good girl and I feel like I'm just waiting for something that might not happen....I might need to just move on

Who Are U Really Goth Prep Find Out Now
You scored as Goth. Your A Goth!Goth45%Trendy30%Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev20%Emo20%Rocker, Mosher10%Skater0%Prepy0%What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy Ectcreated with QuizFarm.com

Who Are You?
YOU KNOW A MAN ASKED ME ON DAY WHO ARE YOU ? i said i am the son of lloyd and debby. he said i didn't ask you who your parents where i asked you who are you. it took me awhile before i accually figured it out. You are every person you have been in contact with your whole life. be it good or bad the influences are equil no matter how you look at it be it predudice or love. you have been inpacted by all aspects in your life that i think is the reason my dad use to say "birds of a feather flocks together " you hang out with people you have common intrests, or is it that they have the same influinces in ther life i think you need to find some one you never think you could hang out with and try to talk to them and see what kind of person they are . that is why i'm on ct that is why i like to hang out in here. if i hangout in my home town i will have the same outlook on life, becouse i am 25 year old most of my friends are either married of have moved away.I would get the same one sided tunn

Who Are We?
Events lately have driven me to ask myself a question. Are we as we see ourselves or actually as others see us.? Actually its a deep question because we know what we believe are our inner thouhts and actuations, whereas others do not. They have what we say and what they observe. I have not come up with a satisfactory answer yet. Anybody out there any ideas or illuminations? Please let m eknow Bright Blessings

Who Am I
Who am I? Where am I? Who am I to be? Where am I to be? Those Questions I ask, No answers are passed. Closed, seem all the doors, Or are my eyes to the floor? I refuse to see the light, Yet it shines so fuckin bright. why must I be ungrateful, Shady, caniving and hateful? Hypocracy rolls off my tongue, My body so young, My soul quite old. My mind stuck between, with thoughts so bold. Dare I ask who you are, why I keep myself so far? The answers you give They help me live Yet I close my ears So not to hear How am I so selfish? You give so selfless. How arrogant can I be? To only want for me. Such a selfish prick This is not the trick.

Who Are You????
I'm taking a break from CT. I don't know who's who anymore on CT. LOL Guys: If you want to meet nice women, take the parts about "eating pussy" off your page. If you want to meet hookers, they can be found on any streetcorner in your town. Ladies: Act like it. Quit sending me politically intense missives about your sexuality. I could care less. I'm straight and not going to change. Neither am I interested in any kind of "bi" experience. Not everyone is as confused as you. Everyone: Try to be kind. Try to be good. Try to be honest, and loyal and true. Love, Suzanne

Who Am I?
I am the quintessential guy. The one you over look. I am the one you never expect to be where you think I shouldn't be. My grieviances are my own, and I hold yours close to my heart. My tounge is caustic though my heart sympathizes as I ply my words with self imposed Censorship. I am a Goth, its a Lost Art and most of you probably wouldn't understand. I am a Witch,a Pagan feverent in the faith, Its what I belive and not a form of Rebellion.. I am an optimist with a dreamers sense of wonder. I am a Techno geek though I know more of ther bablke than of its working. I am an Artist with a poets angst. My soul is deep my thoughts linear even the midst of a multifaceted conversation. I talk with a semi sophisticated articulation, but yet I say it all in a southren drawl. I hate those traits other possess because what I see appears in my self. These include Posuers, Callous liars ( even unto themselves) and those who think they understand me and yet fail to realize That they are c

Who Am I :)
a freind asked me to fill this out she is a good person who likes to remind me and all her freinds that we need people to get us thrue life and i must say she knows about all of the peeps on her list thats realy kool when you think about it so heres a little about me :) YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I WANNA KNOW YOU > > > I want to know 26 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. You're on my list, so let me know who I am friends with. > > JUST HIT REPLY TO SEND DIRECTLY TO ME IN A MESSAGE THEN, REPOST THE EMPTY QUESTIONS AS A BULLETIN. > (male/female answer accordingly) > > 1. Can you cook? > yes was going to be a chef > > 2. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator? > lmao > > 3. What talent do you wish you had? > painting > > 4. Favorite place? > tazwell tn. > > 5. Favorite vegetable? > potatos > > 6. What was the last book you read? hary potter all of th

Who Am I Today?
"Who am I today?" I ask.. And I wonder if I even know. I know the past has shaped me now, Even though the past was long ago. The little moments form a blur, The times both happy and sad, All the people I once knew, And the things I used to have. They all helped me to become Where, what and who I am now, Because everything has influenced me, I'm not sure exactly how. But I'm thankful for the memories, Even of the people I've never really met, For the people I miss, the people I love, And even the people I'd like to forget. For these memories have helped me grow, They've made me calm, yet strong, And now there's a story to my life, That they've been writing all along. So, thank you for the memories. Without them, I don't know who I'd be - Because somewhere among these memories Are the things that define me.

Who Are Your True Friends?
Do you know who your true friends are? I'll tell you... They're the guys who knew you 20+ years ago, when you were an idiot and thought you knew everything... then you lose touch, work or move, and you don't see each other for years... Then, out of the blue, someone tells you to call this number, just do it... and on the other end of the line is that friend you haven't seen in years!!! Took the extra effort, after many long years, to find me... and even came to visit!!! Drives a truck for a living, so he parked in the street next to my house! Even dropped his trailer, right there in the middle of the street, to take my kid for a ride!!! When things like this happen, you know who your true friends are... and you know you're loved!!!

Who Am I ?
Who am i? To my parents, I am their child. Their darling daughter, baby, 'Pooh', Poogie', 'Monkey', and their heir. One to carry on their name, genes, and legacy. To my friends, I am their friend. Their buddy, pal, and confidant. Someone thay can talk to and a shoulder to cry on. Someone to lean on when needed. Someone to hangout with and share ideas with. To share their dreams and fears with. At times, to be 'Mother' figure. Someone to carry on their legacy. To my boyfriend, I am his lover. A companion, a friend, his future wife, his equal. Someone to take care of and to take care of him. A room mate. Someone to be with and lean on. A person to share his life with, whether it be good or bad. To be with no matter how rough or easy it gets. Someone to carry on his leagacy. To my enemies, I am someone to hate. Someone that they don't care to know, want to share their hatred toward, and someone that they don't want to understand. Someone they may fear cause I am different, or no

Who Am I
i'm a carpenter apprentice, finishing my 4th year. husband of the most beautiful woman in the world, father of 3 great kids with one on the way. i work hard and try hard to pay all the bills. but like most people i'm never cought up. just trying to see what all the hoopla is about on being on line. so i'm taking a chance and trying to figure this out.

Who Are The Criminals
Who are the criminals, the citizens or the government? At the end of 2005, one in every thirty-two Americans were behind bars, on probation, or on parole. Have the citizens gone crazy or has the government become out of control? 2.2 million citizens were either in jail or prison! Think about it! 2.2 million people locked up! 2.2 million people losing their rights! Families losing a love one, families losing an income, and families thrown in crisis by the government. This is just in 2005! 49% of the population growth in federal prisons is due to drug charges. Peace loving citizens who may grow pot are locked up with murders, rapist and robbers. A grandpa who may have a little plot of plants growing is locked away longer than a bank robber. It doesn't matter that grandpa may be growing for medical reasons. He is growing, therefore by the government's standards he is a criminal. Let me give you an example: A friend of mine was a sleep in the back seat of someone else

Who Am I?
am i real? yes, of course. in another world, another dimension. i feel, get bored and exited, i hate and i love. i guess i live, therfore. a second life... www.secondlife.com Hey there, my name is Ayshe. I live in the fantastic realms of "second life". Arrived only three days ago. I'm quite slim, well, could be slimmer of course, but I'm feeling fine the way it is. I got long black hair that has a faint reddish glimmer in the sunlight. And I got dreams that extend it's length by far. And it's glamour... I was what you'd call a well protected child. And a well protected young woman, that is, as I'm in my early twenties already. For a turkish girl, I'm rather tall, 174 to be exact. Oh, I haven't mentioned my background yet? Yes, my parents came from Turkey, but I was born in a western european city. No siblings. No traditionalist family, no headscarf, no veils - can't even really speak Turkish! Still, one could argue, this background is the reason for me being so well protected.

Who Am I? Who Are You? Why Are We On This Picnic?
Just finished watching the film , "Don Juan d'Marco" starring Johnny Depp and Marlon Brando. As an actress, I imagine that the hardest part for Johnny was keeping a straight face around Brando, who plays the brilliantly boring, angst-ridden doctor who must cure his patient, a kid from Queens who thinks he's Don Juan, the world's greatest lover. After I peed my pants from laughing so hard at the commercial break, I got to thinking..(Yes, this is the RUTHLESSLY honest blog section where you're going to get brutal and sometimes unpleasant insights into my character, whether you like it or not.) Anyway, I got to thinking, that the writer of the screenplay might be right: reality is a bit over-rated. My day job as a banker leaves a lot to be desired. I spend my days tracking interest rates, and chasing down mortgage programs for people that don't even want them. Hell, I don't even want a mortgage! Of all the ironies in my life these days, that has to be the most ridiculous of a

Who Are You
You came to me in a dream I mearly brushed you off as an obscure scene Rejection would not sit well within your soul This I Quickly found out as I began to fold I am being tormented by your presence Every minute, every hour every day every dream Please let me rest in silence You are a blood spatterd goddes of war I have never wanted you more You have raped me of my sanity And you would not leave me be You are a heavnly ghost Sent to incarcerate the demon in my soul You are a being of magnificent beuty And it is only you that my heart sees But now when I see the magnificent beuty you possess I am without words or even breath What have you done to me oh vibrant beuty Why must I suffer like this Please grant me this one wish I beg of you to release me of your spell Or tell me you'll keep me forever with your forbidden kiss

Whoa (erotica)
She walked through the room in all her glory Seeking him to share her story Upon the couch his naked form splay And his manliness made her sway The story forgotten only lust filled the air She shook before his appreciative stare The she knelt down across his lap Hand to her bottom he did slap His hardness pressed into her loin She instinctively sought his groin As he smacked her bottom red Her passion rose as she bobbed her head The moisture increased between her thigh When he forced himself in she gave a great sigh Meeting his motion thrust for stroke They moved in rhythm contact never broke The harder he thrust the louder she cried And each time she came she thought she died He rolled her over and laid her down Lifted her legs above her crown Thrusting in deeper as her road her harder Then the thrusting stopped with one big shudder The spell broken by what they shared Now only musk fill the air ©Dark

Who Are You And Why Do My Nipples Hurt?
court tv at peabodys... random other shit... and more... so pardon the drunkeness as i'm kinda hammered thanks to peabodys... and the (i dont remember howm any shots were fed to me by hot girls tonight) drinks at the club... but tonight was insane... I show up at 530 to shoot a few of the staff for a local magazine highlighting local bars... well COURT TV is there videotaping the whole thing so im already off mygame but damn near entertained... I shoot anette, sam and courtney behind rockstar and after about an hour I pack up... well hours later im half hammered and julia shows up half hookered out and looking to party... little did I know I was going to be cockblock for the night... a few bands play and I lose count of what drink im on and all of a sudden i notice im not walking straight... penny, who i haven't seen in a while, was there with nikki... and of course the harassment beigns instantly (and without drama)... so that turns into foul play pretty quickly and

Who Am I
I WAS THAT WHICH OTHERS DID NOT WANT TO BE I WENT WHERE OTHERS FEARED TO GO, AND DID WHAT OTHERS FAILED TO DO. I ASKED NOTHING OF THOSE WHO GAVE NOTHING, AND RELUCTANTLY ACCEPTED THE THOUGHT OF ETERNAL LONLINESS......SHOULD I FAIL. I HAVE SEEN THE FACE OF TERROR; FELT THE STINGING OF COLD FEAR; AND ENJOYED THE SWEET TASTE OF A MOMENTS LOVE. I HAVE CRIED, PATNED, AND HOPED, BUT MOSTLY I HAVE LIVED A LIFE THAT MOST WOULD SAY IS BEST FORGOTTEN. AND TODAY I AM GLAD TO SAY WHO I AM AN AMERICAN AND A COMBAT VETERAN!

Who Are My Real Friends?
I thought I had real friends on here but for some reason they have lied or mislead me. I am not sure what is going on and it breaks my heart. What did I do but love someone they all loved. I don't love his looks. That made me stop what I was doing and start listening to him. I saw the hurt in him from all his writing. I wanted to show him that he can be loved for who he is and not for his looks. I had a chance to talk with him last night and becasue a friend had told me he loved another I thought his talk was play but to him it was not. Again this person has mislead me ot think otherwise and now i may have lost him all together. Why? I have had an awful day. It started this morning and it hasn't ended yet. I made mistakes today and felt a fool and VERY stupid. I went to the dewntist just to have a tooth fixed and when they gave me a shot I cried. My whoel body shock. I was so scared and it was like everything that has happened to me this day came out in that chair. I ha

Who Are You?
Ladies Only ... Which Movie Star Are You? This is kind of fun! Ever wonder which movie star you are most like? Don't read ahead please! Well ~ A team of researchers got together and analyzed the personalities of movie stars. The gathered info has been incorporated into this quiz. There are only 10 questions so it doesn't take long. Number your paper from 1 to 10, then answer each question with the choice that most describes you at this point in your life , and then add up the points that correspond with your answers. Send this to all of your friends ( including person who sent it to you) with your star's name in the subject line. Now . Don't look ahead or you will ruin the fun! 1. Which describes your perfect date? a) Candlelight dinner for two b) Amusement Park c) Roller blading in the park d) Rock Concert e) Have dinner & see a movie f) Dinner at home with a loved one 2. What is your favorite type of music? a) Rock and Roll b) Alte

Who Am I?
I am the girl that is always there at the drop of a hat...no matter what. I am the girl who prefers blue jeans to skirts. I am the girl who prefers Chuck Taylor's to high heels. I am the girl who prefers t-shirts than tight tank tops. I'm the girl who likes to go out and drink, but can still handle my responsibilities. I'm the girl that if you ever need someone to have your back I've got it. I'm the girl who likes to say what she thinks no matter who's listening. I'm the girl who would rather talk on the phone with her one true love, than a few random guys. I'm the girl who is faithful to the person she loves...and will always stick to that. I'm the girl who is scared to disappoint her parents but seems to do it a lot in their eyes. I'm the girl who seems to be sad alot but smiles just so you'll never know. I'm the girl who would rather work than do nothing all day. I'm the girl who does everything on her own and is too proud to ask for help. I'm

Who Am I?
Who am I? I am a coat of many colors. Each color a mood or emotion. Sunny and bright when feeling beautiful. Dismal and dark when feeling ugly. Who am I? I am a child. Upredictably uncontrollable. Playful and fun when feeling happy. Lazy and lonely when feeling sad. Who am I? I am a cat. A domesticated faithful friend. Cuddly and purring when feeling needed. Aloof and quiet when feeling unwanted. Who am I? I may be a lot of things. But most of all, I'm MYSELF.

Whoa!
I gotta say that happy hour is the shit! A too expensive, but, all in all was very beneficial. I got like 100 friend requests, slews of comments and I think I picked up some cool friends along the way. A lot of them got my dick hard and most of them respected my opinion. So yeah I moght be doin that again for yall but not this month that's a nhundred dollars! So hats off and dicks up to all the sexy ladies, and cheers to all the guys who showed love. Get at me soon Realest

Whoa Wierd...
I just applied to become a suicide girl. Kepp ur fingers crossed for me! I did it cuz it seems like it would be fun, is not the pathetic main stream modelling and thats why im interested. I wanna do something like that before its too late, I want some awesome pixx of me, nude ones, underwear ones, u name it I just want the opportunity to get myself out there. So yeah, ill letcha know if I hear anything, from what I hear it can take a while to hear anything. Just wish me luck lol

Who Are The Hottest Girls On Ct?
This is a question that I feel is not easily answered with so many beautiful ladies on Cherry Tap, but to narrow down the field I have included a new folder on my page to highlight the ladies who I feel are exceptional and a cut above the rest. This is not a contest, no votes or rates needed but to all the hot and sexy ladies who are either friends or fans of me and if you feel that you should be included in this small elite group then contact me, direct me to the picture that best says "this is me" and I will add you to the album. Rick

Who Am I?
As many of my CT friends and family know I work as a fulltime youth counselor. I don't look at my work as a job but a lifestyle. I am extremely busy and am on call 24-7. Many of the youth I work with are from broken homes and have had very troubled pasts. I have a lot of compassion for the youth of today. I am a mother. I have an 18 year old step-son who I've raised since he was a young boy. I also have a 7 year old son and a 3 year old daughter. I am a fulltime student. I am working towards completing my degree in Oriental Medicine. When I am finished I will have my Master's in acupuncture and herbology. I am Wiccan. I was raised Catholic and when I was confirmed from the Catholic church and permitted to choose my own spiritual path I found that Wicca was the spiritual path most condusive to my personal beliefs. I have a deep respect for all religions as long as the individual does not use them as a personal targeting weapon to harm and critique others. While

Who Are Ure Friends
I thought when u was a friend u stick by that person through things and thin but here reasontly my friends hurt me more than any thing i knew that they lied to me and how can u trust and let them have ure trust don't say u are my friends not unless u mean it i am not a hater i am careing and giveing i will give what i can give and help my friends through times. But who are ure friends and why aren't they around.

Who Are Youre Friends
im a outgoing person when i have lots of friends i like to make friends but for some reason friends dont always stick around or allways care about themselfs or is it just me i done no but calling al you friends out there let me no you are around im not a bad person or anything just need lack the confidence my view is that friends are forever and good friendships are worht maintaining. Tell me what you think is it me or am i just meeting the wrong sort of friends. thanks

Who Are We To Judge?????
WHO- are we to decide which has the right to live on this planet? Are we really so superior to life and it's existence, do we deserve to be on top of the world as we are now? WHAT- does it take for us to realize that life is sacred, that we don't have the right to choose for others and their way of life? Is it so hard to grasp that we all are made of the same material? WHEN- do we all meet at the table and listen to each other, and regardless of our religion, culture and political standpoints. Cause the danger lay there folks, when we mix these three issues, they have to be kept apart while we discus these matters about bringing this earth back to something we can recognize and relate to. Do you know what dear folks?. Since Jesus was born and up to this date, we have only had 200 years of peace on this planet. When lovely people do we learn acceptance, respect and love for all no matter what color or believe we have, when it all comes down to one thing LOVE? WHERE- do we st

Who Am I?
I AM ME I can be gentle, and I can be kind those aren't thoughts that now come to mind. I am selfish and I can be rude, some may not like my blunt attitude. I am unique, owning many a flaw. and I am more than I hold in my shirt; though in defense they are quite a treat, I cannot fault those finding them neat. I have many things some old and some new, not everything tho will i share with you. I am myself I need approval not. I sit here alone with nary a thought. I am a man that is not my defense it is simply my reason this makes sense. a.boudreaux 2007 edited by Ernest Bethea

Who Are You?
Who are you? Words are told to me you love me I wonder do you really do Personally I don't love you We met in a time when I was doing my thing I was just trying to find my way You came along with your loving For a while you had me mesmerized Just from a simple observation I figured you not material to be mine Your priorities not in the right direction With evaluation of myself I realize you not what I need I did not tell you before It was hard when taken over by lust You being infatuated with my lovemaking For me it was just good sex But you wanted more We was friends before this came about I wish it could go back We were better off without sex involved Now things complicated You don't want to speak to me now Ask me to be your lady The truth is you not the kind of man I need or want We not meant for each other Wonders on the regrets of what we done Mixing friends and lovers together The result of you falling for me You being to

Who Am I To You
who am i you say you love me than you call me someone else do you remember my name? do you still love her? you say you dont than you call me her name who am i to you you say you love me than you say you dont know real love why didnt i see it from the start that you where all wrong for me you wanted me for all the wrong reason how can i say i love you i know i say it but i dont feel it for you you are like a friend i like maybe you say you love me than you call me her name how can you love some one when you cant even remember my name i have a name who am i to you i have a name i have my own life you are all wrong for me now its time for you to go time for me to get on with my life you say you love me but i want real love you cant give it to me time for me to move on goodbye to you

Who Are Your True Friends?
If I happened to show up on your door step crying, would you care? If I called you and asked you to pick me up because something happened, Would you come? If I had one day left,to live my life, Would you be part of that last day? If I needed a shoulder to cry on, would you give me yours? This is a test to see who your real friends are or if you are just someone to talk to when they're bored. Send this to everybody on your list including the person who sent it to you. I just did....because you are my friend. First I liked you, Then I loved you. Now I'm afraid to lose you. If I don't get this back I guess you're not my friend

Who Am I
His eyes meet mine I struggle How do I procede? He repeats the question... "Who am I?" My thoughts betray me You are my love My desire I think of your name alone NO There is more I feel the strength in your words I see the fire of desire in your eyes. I want No I must...I need to please you. WHO ARE YOU?!?! I shout out in my mind You encompass me You know me You play me like a skilled musician You are ever present in my mind I belong to you alone YES I finally understand I feel the word as it escapes my lips... "Master" "You are my Master" His pleasure abounding My breath increasing "I am yours Master... I am yours".

Who Am I?
A little more about myself...seems people are wondering ...so for the ones who were asking here ya go... I am 40 years old born in sept...yeah i am a virgo..lol. I was born in west virginia(clarksburg) but moved to Parkersburg when I was 7...lived here till after I graduated in 86 when I moved to Rockville,Maryland...lived there one year and came back to west virginia. You can take the girl out of west virginia, but you cant take west virginia out of the girl. I have never been married, I am the mother of one son and I have two granddaughters..lexi-3 and molly marie-2months. My son serves in the United States AirForce and he and his family is stationed in florida at Eglin AFB. I miss him (have not seen him in a year and four months, but at the same time I am so very proud of him. Family is very important to me and my mom and dad are amazing. they just celebrated 57 years of marriage and have actually been together for 62 years. they started dating at 13 and stuck by eachother all t

Who Are You
Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP) Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant. Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving. How Rare Is Your Personality?

Who Am I
I’m a girl who enjoys hanging out with her friends, having a good time and being myself. I like to do and act anyway I feel. Sometimes I admit I can be quirky and sometimes I can be shy. I can be weird and original or I can be just like anyone else. I tend to be shy when I first meet people but when I get to know you I open up and you can see that I actually love to talk. But if what your looking for is an ear I can be that too. I’m independent and have a hard time asking people to help me sometimes. I’m trying to work on that though. I love to laugh whether it be from a joke, or just something silly someone did or said. Sometimes I laugh with such mirth that shakes the body and sometimes I just smile and smirk. Sometimes I just like to sit, listen, and watch when others are talking and just enjoy the banter. Other times I will join in on the conversation and then there is no stopping me. I laugh when I’m happy and I’m quite when I’m mad. On occasion when you find me reading and I’m q

Who Are You?
You're on my friends list. I'd like to know 25 things about you. Just hit reply to poster. Thanks! You'll be surprised how much you didn't know about your friends after this! 1. Ever punch someone in the face? 2. How old are you? 3. Are you single or taken? 4. Eat with your hands or utensils? 5. Do you dream at night? 6. Ever seen a corpse? 7. Have you ever wished someone dead? 8. Do You Like Bush, the president? HERE COMES THE EQUALLY INTERESTING PART... 9. Whats your philosophy on life and death? 10. Is there anyone you like at the moment? 11. Do you trust the police? 12. Do you like country music? 13. What is your fondest memory of me? 14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be? 15. Would you date me? 16. What do you wear to sleep? 17. Have you ever peed in a pool? 18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to? 19. If I only had one day to live, wha

Who Am I ?
God made Adam out of dust But thought it be best to make me first So I was made before the man According to gods plan Without arms, hands or feet My ways and acts did God control But in my body he placed no soul A living being I became And Adam gave to me a name Then from his presence I withdrew For this man Adam I never knew All my makers’ law I do obey And from these laws I never stray Thousands of me go in fear But seldom on the earth appear Later for a purpose God did see He placed a living soul in me But that soul of mine God had to claim And from me he took it back again And when this soul from me had fled I was the same as when first made Without arms, legs, feet or soul I travel on from pole to pole My labors are from day to night And to men I once furnished light Thousands of people both young and old Did by my death bright lights behold No right or wrong can I conceive The Bible and it's teachings I can’t Believe The fear of death doesn’t trouble

Who Am I And What I'm About
Who am I: ? (The age old question) I'm soft spoken, straight, sensual, kinky, very erotically Dominant (not a control freak) 6'1", 240 lb semi-muscular male. I'm refined, articulate, witty, educated, with a bittersweet DARK SOUL. This is NOT to say I'm negative, far from it. If anything I'm a pragmatist who sees the glass as half full NOT half empty like so many. As a person I have faced my own mortality, inner truths and flaws. Life for me is a constant journey to "do better and be better". Like most humans some days I live up to it, other days a fail miserably. I'm a (Anthony)Tony Robbins, Dr Wayne Dyer, John Maxwell and Dr Phil Disciple. I have a simple saying: "BDSM Leather Mastery is not built in a day, it is built daily." ~Sir Magic~ I love the four "S"s : Sushi, Sashimi, Scifi and Sluts. Those who know me say I'm a very dynamic person I am not only comfortable in an Art Museum or Black Tie Affair but the backwoods and trails as well. I have a passion for li

Who Am I
I'm the girl you grew up with, I lived right next door The girl you spent your day with. Just one of the boys that's how you would see me, you never expected to want to be with me. I'm the girl that helped you out, with your girlfriends, your troubles and all your self doubt. I held your hand and gave you strength, I saw your tears and fears, and made you feel safe. I'm the girl you didn't have to meet, I wrote your papers for school so you could sleep. I anticipated your wants and needs. You didn't know how much you needed me. I'm the girl that was always fun, never troubled anyone at the club or at the bar, at your house or in the car. We were friends through thick and thin, You never expected it might end. I'm the girl you didn't see, but every night you talked to me, These days, now that I'm not there You don't understand why life's unfair. I'm the girl you dream about, who knows your world inside and out, anything you w

Who Are They And Are They Brave Enought To Go Public?
There are 3 souls with extremely good taste exercising their sole crushes on me. I would love to know who they are. PM me if you like, and i will keep it to myself if you are shy. Thanks.

+who Am I........what Do I Want?
yeah I dunno anymore I am a CNA... Nursing student... Graphic arts student... just me.. but it isnt good enough for anyone... what the fuck? I dont care what anyone fucking thinks about me anymore... eat my ass... kiss my ass... fuck you... oh well.. maybe missfortune is my forte

Who Are You???
Everyone has a personality of a cartoon character. Have you ever asked yourself what cartoon character do you most resemble? A group of investigators got together and analyzed the personalities of well known and modern cartoon characters. The information that was gathered was made into this test. Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. Do not cheat by looking at the end of the e-mail before you are done. Then forward this to all your friends (including the person who sent it to you) and change the subject of this message to what character is you. 1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date? a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.) b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.) c) Painting in the park (5 pts) d) Rock concert (1 pt.) e) Going to the movies (3 pts.) 2. What is your favorite type of music? a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.) b)

Who Are The People In Your Life Who Make You Feel Whole
WHO ARE THE PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE WHO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE date: 2007-05-11 06:51:57 There are some people in the "balconies" of our lives who cheer us on, energizing us by their warm affirmations. There are others who live down in the "basement," coldly tearing away at our souls with their unfair and critical judgments. This book is about discovering the balcony people in your life - and about being a balcony person to others.

Who Am I.....
Have you ever sat down and asked that question; Who am I and what is my purpose? I have from time to time. I am not sure that I can explain who I see myself as, but it is more as how others see me to be. Many have come to me over the years, some without reason, some are drawn and do not know why, others just like the name....but each has a purpose in crossing my path. I may not know from the beginning and it may not be known for a while, but I never turn away. I believe there is a reason and I do not have to understand it and nor do you. It is just going with the flow and easing. Many times I have questioned things that perhaps should not have been questioned. But it is a need for understanding so that I can continue the path that I am on or lead to. Yes my path, as others paths,have many branches along the way, but all is a learning. Yes, sometimes I stray and hope I do not so far that I can not find my way back. I do not have all the answers nor should I. But I do listen and hear

Who Am I Looking For?
I would like a caring man. A man that can treat a woman right. One that can accept my faults as I accept his faults also. I know I am not perfect and I also know that no one is.I would like to have a man that has some of my interests. I like most kinds of music. I love to sing. I don't drink beer but the occasional glass of wine or margerita is nice. I have never used drugs and prefer not to be around ones that do. I also would prefer a non smoker. So, if a man can accept that, it would be great. I do not play head games and wouldnt want a man to play head games with me either.I do not tolerate liars or cheats. I believe a man and a women should be honest with each other; always tell the truth and be faithful. Getting to know--this will come after many chats online and the phone. I feel that after being divorced, i would like to find a good man; one i can trust and one that can trust me. I am ready to move on with my life. I do look at the inside and outside of a person

Whoa Was I Really Bored Enough To Do This?
All About You!Basics...Full Name:Sondra...not giving out my last name wtfAge:29Birthdate:10/17/77Birthplace:a hospital :) Current Location:SaskatoonRelationship Status:happily takenHeritage:French/ Russian and all CanadianReligion:AthiestGrade:not in school...GPA:Canadians don't use GPA Employment:BuyerTatoos:3...ready for anotherPiercings:13Shoe Size:8.5Height:5'4"Favorites...Food:lasagneColor:pink/redHoliday:any one that gives me time off work Season:Summer/SpringPop:Pepsi

Who Are Friends!!
You know I sit back sometimes and wonder who my friends are! People I think have my back until its turned! Then I take that Dull Rusty Blade right in the shoulder! You know how they Say 'A True Friend stabs you in the front! But thats not what I have been getting lately! Lately I have had a few friends that I consider family, that tell people. That I am no good, or just speak their opinions while I am not around. BUT when I am around they stroke me off like I am the best thing in the world and come to me with their problems! and being the real friend I am I do everything in my power to help! So now I have to deal with some consequences! But for the people that I thought were my friends...I think Freddy says it best...listen to your song!!

Who All Has Myspace
well, if you all have my space please add me. i had to delete the one i had, so i made a new one... so if your on my friends list... please add. me... here is the link to my page.... http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=193435630 thank, marsha

Who Are You?
Who are you? Youre the extension of my birth that will keep me forever living. Youre my heartbeat that will keep beating forever even after my death. Youre the tear of sadness that blossomed, like a butterfly, into a smile of unspeakable joy. Youre the thought that seduced my soul and made me fall in-love with you even before the concept was fully understood. Youre the first thought of a refresh mind when I awake. And you will be the last thought of a weary one when I decide to wake-up no longer. You were the opinion that turned into a fact. Youre my courage, my love, and my unfulfilled hope. You are my beginning and my middle. Yet you have given me the ability to have no known end. You are greatness! You are my son. I love you Christopher!

Who Are You, When No One Is Looking??
The closer people get to us the better we ought to look. Naturally, I am not speaking of physical appearance, but of character, integrity ETC. Therefore we are to ask ourselves, “Is what others see at a distance who we are up close, or is it just a façade?” If those whom we impress at a distance were to spend a week with us in our homes, would their impression of us be enhanced or rebuffed? It is one thing to have stage presence and quite another to have personal presence. Seriously, what are the things your "friends" don't see about you? Those things you do when no one is looking? Do you put aside your own agenda to help some eles out? Are you the mover, or the asker? Are you the guy who helps a teenage delinquent learn to read when no one is looking. or perhaps the one that starts a sports team/club in you area, to keep kids out of trouble? Are you the one who helps your neighbor carry in the groceries when you can see they are struggling? Have you ev

Who Am I?
do you know who i am? number 1. The Final Examination It was the final examination for an introductory Biology course at the local university. Like many such freshman courses, it was designed to weed out new students, having over 500 students in the class! The examination was two hours long, and exam booklets were provided. The professor was very strict and told the class that any exam that was not on his desk in exactly two hours would not be accepted and the student would fail. Half of an hour into the exam, a student came rushing in and asked the professor for an exam booklet. "You're not going to have time to finish this," the professor stated sarcastically as he handed the student a booklet. "Yes I will," replied the student. He then took a seat and began writing. After two hours, the professor called for the exams, and the students filed up and handed them in. All except the late student, who continued writing. An hour later, the last studen

Who Am I?
Who am i? I am no one I sit looking at you..gazing from afar You do not know me..But i know who you are why is it you want to be what you are not Reading lifes script while losing the plot Where did I go wrong where did I fall? Would You notice me if i was someone else? what would i have to do to make you see me? nothing of course it just wasn't to be The blade licks my skin, kissing slowly sinking in, My blood flows out like water on dirt Trying to cope without feeling the hurt Surrounded by all feeling all alone My Mind is my shelter my only home I hate my thoughts I hate myself Stuck with me and no one else Why do I think you would care? I talk to myself and even I am not there tears run down as they break free Who Am i? I Am Nobody

Who Are You? Do You Really Know?
What I am about to say must be understood by those who mind & body are one with each other. If you would like to learn more about my study's please fan me or buy me a drink. REMEMBER!!! a reflection of your self always and forever be two sided . The question is which side do you see ?

Who Am I?
I'm glad you asked. I'm the one you were warned about! Your nightmare come true. Don't you know, noone really cares about you! I'm the blackout in the storm, the dark spot of your day,the color grey. I'm the evil, the villian in the show, the one that finally wins, and sheds an evil grin, the one you love to hate. My name is hatred, my specialty is predjudice. I thrive on ignorance. Give me half a chance. Soon you will find,I will rot your mind! Who am I? I'm glad you asked! Done By Christine

Who Am I?
I am tall, I am short. I am thin, I am fat. Who am I? I have short hair, long hair, inbetween hair. My hair is blonde, blsck, brunette. I wear glasses, I wear contacts, I have no need for either. Who am I? You see me every day. You look me in the eye and don't even know it. I see everything everyone sees all at the same time. I am round, I am square. I am framed, I am plain. Who am I? I am the mirror on the wall.

Who Am I?
I AM WHO I AM NOTHING MORE OR LESS..I AM A CHILD OF THE DARKNESS WITH NO WORRIES NO CARES...I WALK IN THE NIGHT AND EMBRACE EVERY SOUND..EVERY BREATH. I AM THE ONE WHO VISITS IN THE NIGHT. WHO TALKS TO YOU IN YOUR SLEEP..I AM THE FIRE YOU FEEL IN YOUR SOUL...I AM VAMP..AND I AM PROUD...LET THE DARKNESS EMBRACE YOU AND BE SET FREE..

Who Am I?
Who I am is not where I've been Who I am is not what I've been through Who I am is not the people I know Who I am is not the mistakes I've made Who I am is not the way I look Who I am is not who I've loved Who I am is not any of these things alone Who I am is all of these things twisted into me

Who Am I?
It is tough some times when you remember who you are. I have forgotten that in my time here, which is inexorably coming to an end. I forgot that I was a soldier. Son of a cop and housewife. Blue collar all the way. A soldier. I am proud of that fact, don't get me wrong. It is a great thing. But I forgot for awhile the feel of discomfort and longing. Of utter responsibility. However, I am who I am. I am an American Soldier.

Who Am I?
Who am I but one who writes the words which melt hearts and souls, who wishes she knew more of what her hands wrote - whose depth is love's most shallow purpose. Who are you that you should care so much and show such interest in me when I think I'm not what you wanted - not what anyone sees themselves with... I am an ideal - a poet - one in touch with myself, my soul, and my heart - one who wrings the sorrow of my life daily, who curses myself hourly and can't find a way to fully cry. The age of my soul is disputable, but my ache I feel - the ache I have always felt grows less sharp with you, so I begin to love - blindly - hoping to be loved back, scared not to be... But I love.

Who Am I ?
I AM your CONSTANT Companion. I AM your GREATEST Helper or your HEAVIEST Burden. I WILL PUSH you onward or I WILL DRAG you down to FAILURE. I AM at your COMMAND. Half the tasks you do, you might just as well turn over to me & I will do them QUICKLY & CORRECTLY. I AM EASILY managed you must merely be FIRM with me. SHOW me EXACTLY how you want something done & after a few lessons, I WILL do it AUTOMATICALLY!! I AM the SERVANT to ALL GREAT people & alas of ALL FAILURES as well. Those who are GREAT ~ I have MADE GREAT! Those who are FAILURES ~ I have MADE FAILURES! I AM NOT a MACHINE, but I work with ALL the PRECISION of a MACHINE, PLUS the INTELLIGENCE of a person. You may RUN me for OFFICE or you may RUN me for RUIN. TAKE me, TRAIN me, be FIRM with me & I WILL LAY the WORLD at your feet. YOU be EASY with me & I WILL DESTROY you!! WHO AM I ? I AM called H~A~B~I~T HABIT is MY NAME FIRST YOU MAKE YOUR HABITS & THEN YOUR HABITS MAK

Whoa
holy cow, im not sure where my day ends...not sure where it begins...thought i had a class this morn, now its changed to later this afternoon...how messed up is that, dont get warning or anything...frakin sucks! oh well...guess thats wat happens wen u work round someone else's schedule and not ur own...guess i will hav 2 beat my trainers ass 4 not notifying me first! after all he kicks mine almost every single day... on the bright side i get 2 enjoy some time at the waterpark this morn and take n some sun...sumthin i LUV 2 do! Surf and Sun!

Who Am I???
You hunt for the sport and trophies. My people hunt for food and clothing. You fish only to mount on a wall What you have caught. My people fish to feed our bellies And to strengthen our children. You use dogs to do your tracking My people use my gifts of sight and hearing. You cut trees to make timber and paper. My people use the trees to keep warm And for survival during times of need. You destroy the air with gases. My people relish the air, for it is very sacred. You came and took the lands from my people. You came and destroyed thousands of my people. My people offered the Sacred Pipe, And yet clouded minds would not accept. My people are hurt and scared. I am hurt and angry. Who am I? I am Wankantan. The Great Spirit. And this is my plea to you. We are all brothers and sisters. Can the red man and the white man Ever live in harmony? Who am I? I am Wankantan, the Great Spirit. And this is my plea to you... Okiniwa Ishkanae Wachicha Tatunka Okinamahae!!

Who Am I
Who Am I ? Who am I ?I'm no one just a girl that in a world that she doesn't belong. I just a body that men use to relieves them selves.I have no heart no soul no brain, I'm nothing Why am I nothing?Why did you make me ? No one loves me, I'm not worth being loved. I'm just a girl that you can fuck and leave cry on her bed.Why do I bother thinking that someone can actually love me and want me for my mind, soul and heart.Why can't anyone look me in the eyes and say your worth something,your my one and only. I love you I will never hurt you, I will never leave you .I will never make you cry, But all lies .You lie so you can be in side of me . Why do I always believe lies? I want to trust you I want to believe you. For once in my life i want to be loved for me and only me . But I know deep inside I'm nothing just a girl suck in this world that she doesn't belong. I will never be happy, I will never make you happy. I'm lost so very very lost and tired so very very tired.

Who Am I ?
It seems as if once again no one really understands who I am now and who I will be for the rest of my life. Well let me tell you. I am a mother who has struggled for the past 9 years to take care of my beautiful girls. I am a woman who has been beat down so many times by boys who called themselves men. I am a girl who just wants to be loved by everyone. I am a person who loves God and all of Gods people with every ounce of my heart and soul. I am a dream come true to one very lucky man. I am a nightmare to those who claim they care about me, but don't care enough to try to understand me. I am a big sister who prays that one day her little brother and sister will really know how much they are loved by their only big sister. I am a daughter who truly loves her parents, but can't give up my beliefs to satisfy them. I am an Aunt who misses her nieces and nephews more than words can explain. I am a girlfriend to an increadible man who really does want me for me and not for what I have and d

Who Am I
When I first found a lounge I was adopted into a family.....and they know who they are....I finally found a missing part of me....that little piece of a puzzle that made everything make sense....My family made me feel welcome like I belonged with them....although I never claimed to be one of them...I am starting to feel as though now I am exactly what they are.....so I ask my family.....WHO AM I?

Who Are You To Judge Me
WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE ME FOR MISTAKES MADE IN MY PAST TO PUT ME DOWN FOR YOUR OWN PLEASURE & WHEN I CRY ALL YOU DO IS LAUGH THE WORD LOVE AND ALL THE EFFORT PUT INTO IT YOU JUST LOOK FOR THINGS TO THROW IT AWAY WHY DONT YOU JUST SAY IT TO MY FACE INSTEAD OF EASILY RUNNING AWAY A LIFE CAME ALONG AS WE BOTH KNOW IT WASNT ASKED FOR NOR WAS IT EXPECTED BUT IT SHOULD BE TAKEN AS BLESSING NOT JUST A PROBLEM NEGLECTED AS I LOOK IN THE MIRROR I CRY AT WHAT I SEE ALL CONFIDENCE LOST NOT KNOWING WHAT I WANT TO BE AND AS YOU STEADILY TEAR ME DOWN MY LOVE FOR YOU STAYS STRONGER THEN EVER TOO MUCH PRIDE TO SHOW A FROWN STILL ALLOWING YOU TO THINK YOU SO SLICK, SO CLEVER AND AS THE NIGHT FALLS I LET GO ALL MY FEARS MY PRIDE HITS THE FLOOR AND MY FAKE SMILE TURNS TO TEARS AS I SIT ON THE GROUND AND THROW EVERYTHING AWAY IM SAYING IT JUST TO HURT YOU TO LET YOU KNOW YOU MADE ME FEEL THIS WAY SO HOW DID IT FEEL WHEN

Who Am I ?
A few days ago the man I know as my grandfather(who had raised me from a young age) shook his head, and told me he was disappointed in me then walked away. It seems all my life I've been a disappointment to him and his wife. I've lived most of my life striving to make them happy but, it seems I've always failed. The horrible irony to all of this is while my brother and sister have always done nothing for themselves but, to get into trouble to have my grandparents praise them. They were always there to tell me how horrible I was but, when it was time for praise on my achievements they were no where to be found. I look back on my childhood, and the most memorable part of it was them blaming me for my older sisters actions. I remember one time in particular that I burnt my neck with a curling iron, and they insisted it was a hickey. They spent at least an hour leaning over me calling me a whore, slut, ect. Once my grandmother slapped me accost the face, and when my grandfather got home he

Who Am I? Copywrite 2005
I am tall, I am short. I am thin, I am fat. Who am I? I have short hair,long hair, inbetween hair. My hair is blonde, red brunette. I wear glasses, I wear contacts, I have no need for either. Who am I? You see me everyday. You look me in the eye and don't even know it. I see everything everyone sees all at the same time. I am round, I am square. I am framed, I am plain. Who am I? I am the mirror on the wall.

Who Am I?!
I see myself different from other people's views…some say, "I'm kind, thoughtful, nice, and honest" As for me, I don't think I'm that honest, thoughtful, and nice…I see myself a little cruel at times, moody, sometimes heartless at people and situations that comes and goes, I worry too much upon small little things, stubborn, sometimes violent when I loss my temper, reckless, stupid, and I take things for granted…in general, everyone who sees me and knows me can say a lot of good and bad things about but as for myself…I always put myself down and I have no idea why I do it?! I can sometimes open my mind to what I am but I can't ever see who I am! I don't judge or prejudge anyone at the first glance but after knowing them of a little more better…that's when I judge them for who they are not for what they can do! I'm sometimes kind of crazy, weird, and childish but when I start getting serious and mature…that's when you can see my true intellect and motivates upon my life and others. I do

Who Are You
This blog is not for those who get offended easily. I am going to start this with a friend of mine and very compasionate and caring person. I know that when you put a question on a mumm. You get an answer and some comments thats cool. That is what they are there for. But the thing that gets me is when u act like your shit dont stink. Last time I checked we all have flaws. That is what makes us all different and the world go around. So for all those who think they are better than others and that they are the shit. You can just go step the fuck off a cliff as far as I am concerned. Cuz there is one person who judges in my life. That is the Good Lord himself. I have done shit in my life and has kept me with a level head. I may be shy but do I by any means think I am better than anyone else. So for all you haters and downgraders. You can kiss my ass. Obviousely you have nothing better to do in your life but make people feel like some shit. That tells me as well you have no

Who Am I?
Just in case anybody does actually read this stuff. I'm a middle aged middle child so run for your life. I have spent most of my adult life in one totally screwed up relationship after another. I have the incredible ability to somehow always find and fall for women who say all the right things and show all the right signs at first and then when they have my heart in their hands squeeze the life out of it and toss it away. I know true love is real, I’ve seen other people with it. I’ve heard them talk about it, seen the glow around them when they are with that one true love that some how they were lucky enough to find. I’m not really sure it does exist for everyone though; I think maybe some of us are destined to live a life of just sharing a piece of ourselves with everyone we meet and never really having the true peace and comfort of that one true soul mate. Doesn’t mean I will ever quit looking for her just means I have quit expecting to find her. If she does come one day GREA

Who Am I??
Who am I? I'M ABOUT 8 INCHES LONG. MY FUNCTIONING IS ENJOYED BY MEMBERS OF BOTH SEXES. I'M USUALLY FOUND HUNG, DANGLING LOOSELY, READY FOR INSTANT ACTION. I BOAST A CLUMP OF LITTLE HAIRY THINGS AT ONE END AND SMALL HOLE AT THE OTHER. IN USE, I'M INSERTED, ALMOST ALWAYS WILLINGLY, SOMETIMES SLOWLY, SOMETIMES QUICKLY, INTO A WARM, FLESHY, MOIST OPENING. THERE I'M THRUST IN AND DRAWN OUT AGAIN AND AGAIN MANY TIMES IN SUCCESSION, OFTEN QUICK

Who Are You?
A life ends another begins, all in this never ending circle..we gain some and lose more than what we gained...but in the end...we realize that it was all worth living, that no matter what happened to you...you survived and grown stronger...and in hopes that next time won't be soo bad. We learn to love, some learn to hate, some start wars while others would rather them stop. Too much darkness in this world...too much sadness, we don't we change what we can stand together as one...change this heartless world...with numbers we can do anything....why don't we?...we don't like something we bitch about it....doesn't anyone try and change what is so wrong...or do you sit back and let things be...no matter how wrong they are...who are you....leader.....or followers...I know what I am do you? are you willing to stand up for change and take a risk no matter how hard or tough the road...no matter how long it is.....or are you the people that sit there and do nothing but complain about your life a

Who Am I..?
Patience- Attitude. Music- Being Heard. Writing- Freedom. Reading- Release. Poetry- Expression. These are the Five things that means the most to me. These are the things that set me free. These words makes me who I am. They help me the best I can. ME.

Who Am I?
She is distracted and her mind is chaotic She finds peace in the chaos you run from She seeks danger and teases fate's temper She starts and never finishes but, wants to She seeks approval but, ignores praise She ask for sensuality only to turn it away She creates beauty and life to see a reaction She is insane and you believe she pretends She is so alone in her head and you will never reach her She is me and I am her, my life is not my own, who am I?

Who Are We?
Who are we? That is a question that we should be asking ourselves more often than not. Do you really know if what you believe is based on your own feelings or is society, politics or maybe even somebody else influencing them? How often have you asked yourself the reason for why you do things the way you do...or why you do them in the first place? Is it because somebody "told you" that’s the way to do it? Or because somebody "made you" believe that it needed to be done? Now days there is so much "outside" influence that it’s hard to imagine human survival without having to take orders from some "higher power". Believe in yourself and allow your character to show through your actions…that is the only way to be true to yourself. Be open-minded but don’t be influenced to change who you are because somebody else tells you to. Everybody is at the same level as anybody else, so there is no reason to believe that your ideas are worse t

Who Am I ?
Who Am I ? I am a Mom of 2 boys 16 and 4. Im a sister to a brother named John who is 3 yrs. older then myslef. I am a good Friend to many off the net. I can be a friend to you if you choose to be Honest and Straight foward.....Be Yourself and know how to Laugh Out Loud!!! I can be a smartass, funny, quiet, and good listener, and I can be honest with you as well. When Im nervous or feeling unease I tend to bounce my leg up and down alot, I dont like when people judge other's because they look differnt from other's. I am usually the one trying to make others laugh when I know they are mad or upset. I like all differnt kinds of movies but , if I were to watch a scary flick I tend to hide my face alot,lol. shhhhhh dont tell everyone. When my son and I go out we like making sandcastle's and swing on the swing's or my fave is the twisty slide that is so much fun,lol. My youngest son is 4yr. so I have been teaching him all the cool stuff too, like skipping rocks, fishing ev

Who Are You?
Just a quick thought. What are you doing right now? Are you a selfish person who thinks only of themselves? Are you constantly worried about me, me, me, I, I, I? Or do you think of others first and yourself second? These are things you need to be pondering. Because I am telling you that being there for others is the most important thing you can do in your life. Life is not about stuff and how much you can accumulate. It isn't about stature or position. It's about each other, you know, your fellow humans. Starting with your family and friends. If you focus on them, maybe they will focus on you. And then you start a cycle of caring for each other. And in that way, we are all taken care of and don't have to constantly ask ourselves, "but what about me?"

Who Are You
Who are you How do you act What are your strengths What do you lack. Who do you hang with How do you dress Are you organized Or is your mind a mess. What are your qualities What do you do for fun Do you like to relax Do you lay in the sun. What are you like What do you do What’s your favorite color Is it blue. Do you smoke Do you drink What are your fears How do you think. Are you crazy Are you sane Are you funny Are you lame. What are your plans Do you wanna go to college Do you like school Do you thirst for knowledge. Are you smart Are you stupid Do you believe in love Do you believe in cupid. Are you loud Are you soft What makes you upset What pisses you off. What makes you happy What gets you down What makes you wear a smile What makes you wear a frown. Do you like purple Do you like blue What do you like What interests you. Do you like green How about yellow Are you mean and hateful Or a sweet, charming fellow.

Who Are The Terrorists Really?
OK, I'm quite fed up with this group with all the people against this so-called "war" in Iraq. They say they support the troops but not the war, which is fine-- but they disrespect them at the same time. So, I really don't understand how you can support the troops but be dead set on them being over in Iraq doing their jobs. I mean, lets break this down. By definition of war its :is a prolonged state of violent, large-scale conflict involving two or more groups of people. Wars may be prosecuted simultaneously in one or more different theaters. Within each theater, there may be one or more consecutive military campaigns. Individual actions of war within a specific campaign are traditionally called battles, although this terminology is not always applied to contentions involving aircraft, missiles or bombs alone in the absence of ground troops or naval forces. So, if we're so-called terrorists of Iraq, wouldn't England, Canada and Australia be terrorists also? And if the Iraqi people felt

Who Are You?
Are you the person I think you are? Or are you who you WANT me to think you are? Ok, so thats a lot of what the internet is... an illusion. Its a tough concept for me since I trust and believe in people so easily. I can look down my family list here on fubar and I see some people who I know are full of it in their stories. Even had the chance to meet a few of them to know that. But its not just an internet thing. Just look at my former employer and what they did to me with not paying. SO you don't think I am paranoid I know there are some who are wonderful. To look at my family, Persia and Ruby make me laugh somuch and well they couldn't be so crazy unless they really were. HellzAngel is a sweetheart (I know I promised never to ruin her rep and say that lol). Sexy Eyes, Devine TxRose,Shell, And Lizzy are always there to make me feel better and let me know they care. And Kandy is always around to make me smile and to feel special. All I ask of my friends is honesty..

Who Am I
who am i to you who am i to be who am i to think of you who am i to have a hope who am i to want you who am i to need you who am i to tell the truth who am i to have to hide the truth who am i to not say the truth who am i to not want to loose you who am i to not know the truth who am i to face the truth who am i to understand who am i to not understand who am i to hurt you who am i to be hurt who am i to set back and wait who am i to hide how i feel who am i to love you so much who am i to not know you love me who am i to not know you dont love me who am i to to be the one to cause you pain who am i to make you cause pain to me who am i to be strong enough to say i love you who am i to beleve that you love me thinking of you always Ira Lee Moore

Who Am I
As I sit in this room and think of who I was before and who I am now I feel like I have lost everything.....I feel like I have just lost my sence of being.....Do you ever know who you are and if you do how do you know you have found who you are.....

Who Are You
1. The word you hear will determine your thinking, 2. Your thinking will determine your emotions, 3. Your emotions, will determine your actions, 4. Your actions will determine your habits, 5. Your habits will determine your character, Character ultimately will lead you to your destiny of overflow NOTHING JUST HAPPENS!! One decision changes the course of your life.

Whoa Whoa...private Blog Here! Shit You Could Have Knocked!
Ummm...whats up? Do you mind? GOD! I'm gonna be here awhile & your totally throwing off my rhythm. Please go take a fun quiz on another blog or something. Kinda busy here. Geez.

Who And Where ?????
Everyone has at least one person on Fubar who would LOVE to kiss you. So... repost this to find out who would want to kiss you and WHERE they would like to kiss you. Even if your taken do this!!! 1- Cheek 2- Neck 3- Lips 4- Make-Out 5- Down South (LoL) 6- EVERYWHERE

Who Am I? Where Am I Going?
You know, everyday I'm constantly reminded just how shitty our society has become. I see people I used to hang with and people who I don't know, and they're all the same. Nobody gives a fuck about anyone else anymore. I know how this sounds coming from me. I've been the only true "Don't give a fuck" 100% Mr. Self-Destruct, I've been the Black Hole Messiah, I've been that self-proclaimed antichrist/antihero. You know, it gets real old though. It's become like this big fuckin contest to prove that I'm more evil than you, I'm colder than you. The go ahead, touch me, I'm stone routine. We want to be emotionless pricks who like to point out how fake everybody else is, as if we weren't fake ourselves. Let me be the first to admit it. I've been a fake piece of shit. The fucked up part is, I even convinced myself for the longest time it was true. That I just didn't care......but I do. I care so fucking much it hurts me. And I've done so many things to so many people. And all I w

Who Are You
Sometimes people put ona mask to get accepted by a certain group of people. Those are the only ones that see that person. Then there are other masks that are put on to show another face to another group of people. Some people are not whom you expect them to be. Any who the reason for this is to make you think of who you are. And who your friends really are. Think about it for a minute then forget it again. You are this person on the internet and then who are you to your family and also to your children or the people you work with. Yeah think about it for a minute then forget it. heh heh heh Whatever eh.

Who Am I?
In my role as a "Spiritual Director" a large part of the conversation is based in the directee considering two questions: "Who is God/god?" and "Who am I?" I was reminded of that aspect of my profession as I opened my fubar account mailbox to discover a hurting person who disagrees with the religious nature of much of my stash left me 5 private messages and 3 shouts. It always interests me why people so insecure in their faith, whether Christian, Atheist, Muslim or other religious adherents feel the need to absolutely denigrate anyone who disagrees with their particular worldview. So let me try to answer some of the questions addressed to me in some quite rude messages, because I do wish the person to be at peace and have a blessed life and somehow these questions must really haunt her. I do not wish to hurt someone so, thus the answers to your questions. Let me say, I thought about just responding in a private message, but these questions might be on other peoples' minds too so thi

Who Agrees?
I stole this from thatotherguy269 Quite frankly, beautiful women come in all shapes and sizes. And today, when most people think of an attractive woman in the fashion sense, they usually imagine a slim-hipped waif with hollow cheeks, narrow shoulders, and a rather unremarkable bust line. This is what commerce has brainwashed modern society into believing is the ideal woman. It is a lie, propagated by marketing forces and fashion designers who use the obsession with a slender female form as a means to earn millions of dollars selling weight-loss products and other health routines. But some of us know better. There is another female form that has been idealized for centuries. She is the familiar hourglass or pear-shaped woman of wide hips, an ample bust, plump cheeks, soft-full lips, and a generally healthy profile of alluring curves and crevasses. She is the Rubenesque Woman. Elegant. Cultured. Educated and Beautiful. In fact, the very word "rubenesque" originates

Who Am I ?!
I have been finding myself sitting in my new house alone thinking about who I am. While I was in High School i really defined myself by how well I performed in sports. I realize now that this was very childish.I have now since gone on to college and after two semesters i still don't know who I am. How am I supposed to figure this out. I've tried many things and all I know to be absolute truth about who I am is how strong I am in faith and my addiction to sex. I know in due time the Lord will reveal to me who I am in time.

Who Actually Wore A Costume On Halloween?
It's unbelievable that anyone over 12 participates in the garbage tradition of Holloween. All it means at this age is a weekend of costume parties. Somehow every one forgets that costume parties sucked all year round. Having a costume party on a day where kids get dressed up too will not change things. A good party is a good party, and a bad party is a bad party, regardless of how bogus people are dressed. Wearing fake teeth and red food coloring doesn't mirculously make you an interesting person. Every single halloween party I went to, all I could do was look around at everyone with fake blood on them and think "God I wish that was real." If only it really were Freddy Kruger in the living room, he'd hack everyone to pieces and it'd be entertaining. Wearing a costume is nothing more than an opportunity for cheap compliments. They go rent a Betty Boop costume, enter the party, and everyone says, "Wow, I love your costume!" Which, for some reason, flatters people. Weren't you listening?

Who Am I
WHO AM I ! WHO AM I ! magnify WHAT HAVE YOU SEEN!!!!! I HUNT PREDATORS AND PREY ALIKE. HUNTERS HAVE FALLEN LIKE THE FALSE LIGHT. THE DARK ONE. THE FALLEN ONE. MY TRUE NAMES BRINGS FEAR TO FALSE LIGHT. LIKE THE MOUNTAIN THAT STAND ETERNAL SO IS MY NAME.... WHO AM I? Tags: lordofdragon | Edit Tags

Who Am I?
After all the failed relationships, I sometimes ask myself, who am I. What is it about me that allows me to leave wonderful women, break hearts and step outside of my relationships. What is the matter with me? How could I be so cruel to women who love me? Am I mentally incapable of being monogamous? Who am I? I converse with my peers and get feedback as to my actions. They say one day that special someone will come along and I will settle down. My response is always the same. I have had so many special ones. So many to love me more than themselves. So many that have entrusted me with their hearts. So many proposals. What more could I want? Who am I. My family says I need to settle down, because no one wants to grow old and alone. Society says that a man is one who loves one woman solely and not many rationally. What is wrong with me? My last relationship ended with me telling my significant one that I was unfaithful and I felt we needed to part. There were plans of relocating, integrat

Who Are You Stealing???
A soul in the heart and in the mind No need to refine nor need to define No need of excuse's whats mine is mine Sure, You can obsurve object and show verbs Here's where I learning Not to be obscure i'll give you whats yours you leave me whats mine I'm not here for yours Your not in my time Michael T 12/4/2007

Who Are My Friends
Run your car off the side of the road Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere Or get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare This is where the rubber meets the road This is where the cream is gonna rise This is what you really didn't know This is where the truth don't lie {Chorus} You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Hit the gas, get there fast Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who your friends are Everybody wants to slap your back wants to shake your hand when you're up on top of that mountain But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up and see who's around then This ain't where the road comes to an end This ain't where the bandwagon stops This is just one of those times when A lot of folks jump off {Chorus} W

Who Am I
Peace to all who read this.I am Vin Lethal and this is my first blog,so first off lets start like this.Im 28,Ive been rapping since i was 12,making beats since I was 20.I come from poverty,my Pop was a stonecold hustler so we(I have 4 brothers,plus Mom)were always good on material shit.Love though we all got shit on lets just say life was very abusive.Music became a positive way for me to express my feelings.I used to fight a lot and at a young age found martial arts and fell in love with it.I started learning southern praying mantis from a vietnam vet Larry.I later found the freedom of jeet kun do(Bruce Lees style).I moved to upstate N.Y when I was 18(FUCKIN HATED IT!!)but it grew on me like a beard I couldnt shave.Now its home.One day I want to move somewhere it never snows,I hate the cold,not the snow just the cold.I love comedy and making pepole laugh,I dont project violence and anger so much any more Im looking for my inner sanctuary my zen,IM tryin to free my mind baby.theres so

Who Am I
Im a 50 year old hippy on disability. I'm a bit of a homebody and spend lotsa time on the internet, most of here here at Fubar. Gimme a shout, I'm always game to talk to folks. I've never met a stranger. Love cracking jokes and making people laugh. All in good fun. I own 2 Harleys. I absolutely LOVE traveling. Whether on a bike or in my pickup. If you've never been to a biker rally, yer missing on great fun. Im a spontaneous kinda guy too. Sometimes I'll load my truck and hit the hiway for the hell of it. How about you? Say hello to me? When was the last time you went camping?

Whoa Dude
Well now that u read the title, and think that this is something amazing or crazy... well its not. i just thought i would tell u people a little about myself. so here it goes. I'm 19, im REALLY SHORT about 5'. i smoke, i drink, and i have a big mouth and i talk a lot of shit. i have an attitude and i use it. got a problem w/ that u had better have some authority over me, or deal w/ it. I love heavy meatal and 90's rock...and unless u r emeniem i dont like most rap. the type of of girl that turns me on most is a real BAD girl...tattoos pierceings and a don't give a fuck attitude,dressed in lots of black. well i guess thats it for now -Shorty

Who Are The Bad Guys?
Here's something for you to contemplate. The ACLU and the liberals are screaming about the CIA's waterboarding Al-Qaida terror prisoners. Follow the 1st link for a definition of waterboarding presented by ABC news and Sen. John McCain. Then follow the 2nd link and compare it to the AP video of a Al-Qaida torture chamber found by US troops in Iraq and decide for yourself exactly whom the good guys are and whom are the animals. Make up your own mind then pass this along for others to think about. ABC News Link: http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/Investigation/story?id=1356870 AP Link: : http://video.ap.org/v/default.aspx?g=133736ad-08e3-4e34-a5a0-51ecbeaaa479&f=txbea&fg=email

Who Are You?
Who are you? And...why are you just standing there looking at me like that? What do you want from me? I feel naked in front of you Like you're looking right through me Your eyes piercing my very soul Who are you? And...who sent you to me? Why are you just calmly smiling at me? I feel strangely drawn to you Like you're beckoning me Your soul silently calling mine Who are you? And...why can't I look away? Why are you touching my face that way? I feel my breath being taken away Like you're drawing me in Your heart beating with mine Who are you? And...why do I feel so connected to you? Why do I want you to hold me close? I feel a strong desire to kiss you Like I'm losing myself in your eyes Our souls intertwined til the end of time Who are you?

Who Am I?"
"who am I?" what I think what I feel what I wish I could do.... these parts of me put into words. they are all different pieces of me all of it makes up ME but all of them are different I am a vengeful, violent type I am a loving compassionate kind I am hopeless & sad I am heartbroken & suicidal I am hopeful & full of courage I am a murder I am a healer I am honest I am a liar I am the devil I am a angel I am are yin yang I am all things because I feel all those things I am fucking nuts is what I am... I am the philosophical personification of the very idea of yin yang

Whoa...wait Minute!
Dag.... I have hot a pussy...shit. Dag.... Where be the stiff cocks to play. Dag... Double dag.... I need to be fucked like yesterday. Lol... Can you catch me. Can you hold onto me. Many couldn't.... Mmmmm. Chickens make good fingers food, so use them silly fool.

Whoa,...
"But I.." Personal. Private. Protected. I had two out of three. Slander? Slaughtered reputation? Sorry. But not quite. So from what I've learned from 2007, these are the rules for 2008: -If it requires asking Lucian for advice, don't do it. -Don't get involved with guys in the army. -Don't get involved with jerks. Period. -Don't drink wine, especially at the barn. -Don't open the box until you're 25. -Don't date online, or long distance. -Don't party if you have to get up early the next morning. -Learn from mistakes. -Trust your instincts. To be put on a pedestal, legs crossed and hands folded. To have an adoring audience, to be pushed into perfection. To have a personal makeup artist, touch-ups on smeared mascara, as it leaves black lines on your face, to taste your own tears, your demise. To taste unfaithful words you spit, into meaningless puddles on the ground, to kick into new patterns, formations, to never once actually apologize. To wear your crown, silver-steel, to match emo

Who Am I?
I know what you asking yourself, "Who th ehell is this guy? Well, I am just a regular. I don't have a a Masters Degree or a PHD. I have never held political office or been the CEO of a huge corporation. On the outside I appear to be a nice, mild mannered guy. Someone who you would imagine was an engineer, architect or computer geek. You would never guess that I have a closet full of leather and am as kinky as they get. But hey, does that really matter, YES! Trust me, it's very hard to maintain a relationship with a Woman when you want to server worship and obey her like ishe was a queen. It's really funny, you always hear how Woman want men to pamper them, jump when they say jump etc. But when a Woman gets a guy like that they no longer want it. So, if your not scared to let a man submit to you send me anote and we'll talk.

2007....whoa What A Year!(my Lil Story)
Man oh man was '07 a long year and busy too. In the beginning of '07 I was homeless and wondering what the heck I was gonna do. Here I was with a 3yr old at the time with no job and no where to go. TY to some of the offers I had on here for help. By the grace of God and my intelligence I made it to a womens shelter 2 hrs from where I was. While there I I spent my time drilling educational stuff in my brain and learnt as much as I could about any and everything including the system. I spread my wings and my words across my lil cyber world to my friends about my chaos. One friend came forward and offered the job opportunity of my lifetime in Technology a great love of mine but with no education on paper I had not a chance in the corporate world but he gave me a chance because he believed in me. So there I was heading back to Kissimmee ready to start a new job. But where the heck was I gonna live I though and where will I put my son while I am at work? Well the answer came when a young l

Who Are You?
10-14-2006 Who are you? Can this be true? You seemed too dark and empty A dream you must be. It was a cold winter night All around me, no light I couldn't see My eyes were black and empty. Your foot steps I was hearing My heart suddenly stopped beating I thought you were just like all of them around me But the glow in your eyes revealed your true identity. You were too pale to be real The beating of my heart you could feel For I could feel it dying inside As you stood in the shadow by my side. A giant stature beside me was standing As he stepped out of the shadow bleeding But on his lips was the blood of another creature That he has killed for his own pleasure. The blood on his lips was red as the rose The glow in his eyes told me I was the one he chose It was dark and cold, I didn't know what to do As you drew closer, I stepped back away from you. I was afraid, but I was drawn to your charms You went down on your knees and opened your arms Want

Whoa - Lounge Alert - Take Notice!
Just received a SB alert message: "be on the look out for a person by the name of satan.....he has hacked 6 ppls accounts today and deleted their lounges.....do not accept anything from this person....."

Whoa!
Okay so I'm new.. go figure right. I am curious about a few things... ~ What is up with this stimulation overload? These colorful banners constantly going across my screen make me feel like I'm going to have a seizure... ~ What is up with all the freaky scary profile pics? Is this some sort of demon lair that I've stumbled upon? ~ And why does everyone seem so hell bent on getting their profiles rated a 10? Is that all you people do here.. grovel for profile ratings? Okay so that was the only two things that I really had to get off my chest... I just had to say it.. but damn it no one is here to hear me... so you all can suffer my ramblings. Shake n Bake! "Well Dick here's the deal,I wake in the morning and I piss excellence.. I mean nobody can handle my stuff. I'm just big hairy american winning machine if you ain't first you're last!"

Who Am I
Who am I, I am just me. I am positive and free. I like just being me. Me, who can see the light, me who can make the world bright No such thing as gloom and doom Go away, I will not let you loom Just give me light and hope, I will not let you mope My light was so bright, that could not see that evil was standing right in front of me. Evil crept in and I gave it a room. How was I to know, this was my doom. I feed it and let it stay with us all. How was I to know it was going to fall? How could it fall my protector was near. My husband, my spouse he had my life. He as always been my protector so tried and true How was I to know it would be you? You who invited evil to stay Stay in our home and in our lives to play This evil that took my soul, my light. My light that was fill with so much hope and delight Hope is gone I now just sit and mope. I sit and I swallow so much pain….I just don’t think it will ever go away Pain so dee

Who Am I ?...........
KINGS HAVE BOWED DOWN BEFORE ME, EMPIRES HAVE BEEN DESTROYED BECAUSE OF ME, PEOPLE SEEK ME IN THEIR DARKEST TIMES, PEOPLE HAVE BLAMED ME FOR SOME OF THE MOST HEINOUS CRIMES, SOME HAVE FEARED ME, SOME HAVE ENDEARED ME, SOME HAVE SEARCHED FOR ME AND WILL NEVER FIND, SOME HAVE FOUND ME IN A NICK OF TIME, I HAVE PERSONALLY NEVER BEEN SEEN, YET SOME SAY THEY SEE ME ALL THE TIME, I CAN BE FOUND IN A BABY'S SMILE, I CAN BE FOUND IN A TEARDROP LAYING ON A TILE, SOME WILL SAY THAT I CAN'T ACTUALLY BE TOUCHED, OTHERS WILL SAY THEY HAVE AND ENJOYED ME MUCH, SO WHO AM I YOU SAY, I AM LOVE AND I AM HERE EVERY DAY.

Who Are You?
I once know who you were not sure I do now You want told me that are friendship was one of the best things in your life and now.......and now it hangs buy a tread. And for what? You once so happy that you I could picture flying high in the sky. Free as a bird Know your more like a kipped bird longing for the freedom it once knew and loved Most of all I miss the friend I know that did not care about the good things in there life even tho other people did not want them in it. Who are you and where did my friend go?

Whoa
You Are a Ferris Wheel Deep down, you are a fun, whimsical, and easygoing person. You often enjoy life for what it is, and the littlest changes in course can be quite thrilling. In relationships, people tend to feel what you feel. It can be liberating at first... But after a while, the people closest to you end up feeling a little trapped. Your life has perfectly normal cycles of ups and downs. However, you can't help but sometimes feel that you're missing out on the most exciting aspects of life. You only are happy when you're experiencing the highest of highs. Your low points just make you feel depressed, restless, and bored. At your best, you feel on top of the world with a great sense of perspective. You believe that anything is possible, and that you are happily looking down on everyone else. At your worst, you feel like your life is going in circles. You often feel like you're not going anywhere. This is sometimes psychologically disorienting. And sometime

Who Are Assyrians!
Assyrian People ... The Assyrians (also called Syriacs or Chaldeans; see names of Syriac Christians) are an ethnic group whose origins lie in what is today Iraq, Iran, Turkey and Syria,[17] but many of whom have migrated to the Caucasus, North America and Western Europe during the past century. Hundreds of thousands more live in Assyrian diaspora and Iraqi refugee communities in Europe, the former Soviet Union, the United States, Australia, New Zealand, Syria, Jordan, and Lebanon. As a result of persecution in the wake of the First World War, there is now a significant diaspora. Major events included the Islamic revolution in Iran,[18] the Simele massacre in Iraq, and the Assyrian genocide in what is today Turkey. The latest event to hit the Assyrian community is the war in Iraq; of the one million or more Iraqis reported by the United Nations to have fled, forty percent (40%) are Assyrian, despite Assyrians comprising only three to five percent of the Iraqi population

Who Am I To You
Arena (known to self and others) intelligent, witty Blind Spot (known only to others) independent, mature, trustworthy Façade (known only to self) complex, observant, silly Unknown (known to nobody) able, accepting, adaptable, bold, brave, calm, caring, cheerful, clever, confident, dependable, dignified, energetic, extroverted, friendly, giving, happy, helpful, idealistic, ingenious, introverted, kind, knowledgeable, logical, loving, modest, nervous, organised, patient, powerful, proud, quiet, reflective, relaxed, religious, responsive, searching, self-assertive, self-conscious, sensible, sentimental, shy, spontaneous, sympathetic, tense, warm, wise Dominant Traits100% of people think that Bangzy McTits is independent100% of people agree that Bangzy McTits is intelligent100% of people think that Bangzy McTits is mature100% of people think that Bangzy McTits is trustworthy100% of people agree that Bangzy McTits is wittyAll Percentagesable (0%) accepting (0%) adaptable (0%) bold (0%) bra

Whoa Mule
Whoa mule, whoa mule, We're dirty but were dreaming Whoa mule, whoa mule, We'll both get there someday All you ramblers, You silk tongue gamblers Listen to my tale It won't take long, To sing you my song Full of trouble and despair So fair thee well, You troubadours Whose pockets have no lining I can tell you that all pastures stay green But you know that I'd be lying Whoa mule, whoa mule, We're dirty but were dreaming Whoa mule, whoa mule, We'll both get there someday My own true love is a raven haired girl Whose lives way back down the hollow I take her by her lily white hand And into the woods we wonder Her daddy was a river man As mad as a hatter Her mama she's as soft as snow But that don't really matter Whoa mule, whoa mule, We're dirty but were dreaming Whoa mule, whoa mule, We'll both get there someday Sometimes a road is rocky and hard Full of dangers unrelenting Just take great care to follow your stars Let the good tim

Who Are My Friends
I AM TRYING TO WIN A VIP BY BOMBING MY HUBBYS PICK. I HAVE POSTED A BULLETIN AND HAVE SHARED IT SEVERAL TIMES WITH FAMILY FRIENDS AND FANS.. WHEN I SHARED IT I WAS HOPING SOME ONE WOULD COME AND HELP ME GET MY 6OOO COMMENTS ON MY HUBBY'S PIC. BUT NO ONE HAS TAKEN THE TIME TO COME AND HELP ME. SO WHEN I AM DONE AND IF I GET NO HELP I AM GOING TO BE CLEANNING OUT ALL OF MY LISTS AND STARTING ALL OVER.. I VERY SELDOM ASK PEOPLE FOR HELP.. I AM ASKING NOW PLEASE CLICK ON THE PICK BELOW AND COME AND HELP ME COMPLETE MY GOAL ON HIS PIC..

Who Am I
Who am I, love? What am I supposed to be? One life alone, Oh somehow it’s made for me What do I do? What can I say? It’s nothing new, The choice was made But what if I lose my way? And run right into you, Deep inside we’ll never be anything other than lonely Tell me what does it take? To breathe it into you, Weak inside we’ll never be anything other than lonely One bleeding scar, Still feels how it used to feel It’s all so wrong, No easy way to believe I wanna ride, I wanna hide, What I’ve become Now you’re no longer mine I wanna feel, Something that’s real, Somewhere inside What do I do? What can I say? It’s nothing new

Who Am I
Who am I? I am neither you nor me I am neither captive or free I’m not boring but really not funny You see, I don’t know who I am I’m not stupid but not very smart Not all together but not totally falling apart Some say I’m cold but others see my heart Why can’t I figure out This person that I am? Confused sometimes and clear the rest I always feel like I’m living a test Walking through life? Or a tidy little mess? Who am I? Neither here nor there Neither plain or full of flare I’m an original trying to make it In a world trying to take it But I won’t let them break it ’Cuz that wouldn’t be Who I am

Who Are They?
Who are Volunteer Firefighters? They are your neighbor, the " guy/girl next door " They are husband, father or son, wife, mother or daughter They are the laborer, the store owner, the corporate executive, They are the jogger, sportsfan, hobbyist or handyman.... They are just like everyone else, except for one quality... They are one in one thousand who will risk their life to save yours; You'll see them waiting for the train and at the little league game, You'll see them in every house of worship, You'll see them in town, proudly wearing the emblem which shows they are a member of a fraternity dedicated to preserving life, Their car is the one backed into the driveway with the red light or blue light on the dashboard, Their keys hang by the door and a pair of boots stand at their bed, They take their pager everywhere for fear they will be missed when they are needed; They won't complain much about life, they've seen too much suffering for that,

Who Am I
Look at me now You may not see Who I really am You never knew me You only see the beauty It is only a mask which to fool Who am I really You don’t know me I hide behind the mask For those I don’t know I pretend I’m someone else Who am I inside I must be secret inside Forced to hide From those I don’t know So I may be free to fly

Who Am I
What John Means You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you. You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries. You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice. You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life. You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you. At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself. You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia. Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. Yo

Who Am I....
Every waking moment I ponder... My mind working overtime... The biggest question of my life... That has yet to be answered... Who Am I? Many put labels on my soul... Thinking they know me best... They shine on the eccentricities That perhaps explains small parts of me... Yet they don't understand the whole... Who Am I? As I ask myself time and again... I search to the endless depths of my soul... With each step I grow... With each new discovery... I come close... Only to find I have not yet found... WHO I AM.... Written by Paulette ~4-30-2008~

Who Are You?
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Who Are You?
People come into your life & you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or help you figure out who you are & or who you want to become You never know who these people may be (possibly your roommate, neighbor, professor, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger), but when you lock eyes with them, you know at the very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way. and sometime things will happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, & unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming these obstacles that you would have never realized your true potential, strength, will power, or heart Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by mean of good luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness & sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without this small test, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road

Who Are You?
1) How old will you be in 3 birthdays? 37 2) Will you be married by then? Hell freakin no!!!!!! 3) Who was the last person you hugged? My niece 4) What were you doing at midnight last night? On SL 5) Ever stolen a street sign? yes 6) Do you know how to drive a stick? *giggles* both kinds 7)Do you wear jewelry 24/7? yes 8) Who is the funniest person you know? my son 9) Do you still have clothes from when you were little? no 10) What are you mad about right now? ppl who do not believe in me. 11) Are you a jealous person? sometimes 12) What are you allergic to? milk (not lactos intollerant) 13) What song lyric, if any, is stuck in your head at the moment? song that never ends 14) What did you dress up as for Halloween? my self 15) Do you enjoy traveling in airplanes? yea 16) What is your favorite salad dressing? blue cheese 17) How many siblings do you have? 2 biological brothers and 2 sisters of the heart 18) Do y

Who Are These 'innocent'?
Who Are These 'Innocent'? by LateNiteFantasy© Who are the innocent? Who are these saintly beings from a land of purity? These people who never felt the rage of revenge. Who are these people who never called to arms? Who are these people who felt love was indomitable? Who are the ones who felt gentleness could make things strong? Are these the people who brought children into a world of intolerance? A place with the motto of “trust no one”……. This place where people live with the harshest of realities. It’s a place where an arithmetic theory rules….. What’s it called again ?…..economix I believe. Such a poison among so many. So the children are brought into this hell? And presented as symbols of hope…. All this expected of them while accepting the harsh realities…. The basic evils. Pay your bills or be cast out. Or how about this one….”where’s the money?” Sad it wasn’t ….”where’s the love?” But yes people the children are hope and much more. They are victory.

Who Are You To Judge Me?
There is a million and one thing I can say but let me try to put this into words. My reputation is all I have. With it I have been able to build everything. All I say I am is true, and I often say I am human because that is what I am, human. I have found that people have at time put me in a pedestal that I did not deserve and I told them I did not deserve it. I too make mistakes. Because I make mistakes, and at times really bad ones, therefore I understand people when they make mistakes. Those who know me know that I will never and have never judged any of my friends. I am the guy that will make sure all my friends are ok when we go out to party and party hard. I am the guy that watches and takes care of my friends when they get stupid and do drugs. I am the guy that will cover you with snow when you are about to over done on E. But I make mistakes. Because I make mistakes I will never judge any one for theirs, Jesus paid for their sin and he forgave them, so who am I to crucif