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You're Not The One
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE that walks beside me and holds my handYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that says I'm your manYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that fixes my mealsYOU'RE THE ONE that shows me how good I can feelYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that's going to love me 'till the endYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that's going to ask me where I've beenYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that wants to move inYOU'RE THE ONE that makes me want to sinYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that says that she loves meYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that's going to set my soul freeYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that's going to walk with me in the parkYOU'RE THE ONE that waits for me in the darkYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that wants to sit under a treeYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that everyone can seeYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that wants to have my childYOU'RE THE ONE that always drives me wildYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that will promise to be trueYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that will ever make me blueYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that always wants to shareYOU'RE THE ONE that wants me to touch you thereYOU'RE NOT THE ONE that wants to love me foreverYOU'RE NOT THE
They Say"the eyes are the windows to the soul"
If this is the case,then your eyes are like a hot sharp blade cutting into my flesh,Heart and soul.
it feels wonderful and is painful at the same time.
So much so, I am lost in and with you for all time.
One glance from her eyesso dark and so brown,put him under her spell,his world spun around One smile from her lips,his heart skipped a beat,her womanly spell,knocked him right off his feet One word, just one look,he flew out of control,and her magical spell,touched the heart of his soul Her voice of pure velvet,his thoughts were now drifting,her magic and laughter,her joy so uplifting For her magic, her charms,her feminine ways,would enchant him would capture him,all of his days His heart was now hers,his love hers to keep,for the power of her magic,that moved him so deep For the love in her eyes,sent him out of control,and her magical spell,played the harp of his soul.
Your painI looked in to your eyes the other dayI saw your pain it made me cryCause I never ment to hurt youI never wanted to make you cryThat is not my natureI just wanted to reach out and hold youI wanted you in my armsI hated to say the wordsThat made you cryPlease find the powerThe power to healI hate to see this painOf my awful wordsMaybe I should have told you liesNo, what would that have doneNothing it would only hurt moreI am sorry I hurt youInever wanted toPlease forgive me
[your Session Has Expired(?)]
Well my eyes hurt, and my damn keyboard's stallingand I've got numbass/compacted spine I'm rubbin all the crhome off my slinky when I'm homeand my dog's still pretty OCD about this whole heat thing, and she's a crampy bitchy mess.But hey, I get an hour lunch, and I just worked 8 hours in a place I didn't mind so much.I mean yeah, primarily I deny people health insurance in a faceless beaurocratic hell of paperwork that's only 2% of the time filled out properly by people that actually deserve/need the programbut hey... at least I've got a job for 6 months (wait for me to post a blog in 3 days saying 86 the 6 months try a week)so I'm already daydreaming about my first paycheck, its gonna pay back the old man. Then PSP. Then shoes. ... and models whenever the hell I canand fuckin mousetraps.Not enough have died in recent history they're getting ballsy and loud again.I wonder if there's a mouser out there I'm not allergic to that my dog won't eat... like a badger... with spikes and lazers.
Your An Angel
I feel it, you feel itThat this was meant to be.I know it, you know itThat you were made for me.We can't deny this any longerDay by day it'sgetting stronger.I want it, you want itIt's what the people want to see.We're like Romeo and JulietFamily's can't devide us.Like the tallest mountain on the widest seaNothing's big enough to hide us.When we make love its overwhelmingI just touch the heavensYou're an angel, you're an angelI said this world, this world.Could leave us anydayBut my love for you, it will never go away.And I don't wanna go to sleepCuz' you are like a dreamFor every night I say a prayer,And I swear you are the answerYou're an angel, you're an angel, you're an angel.So we take it and each moment that I'm closeI see it, you see it,What we have is made of goldWe're so filled with meaning,Nothing can make us shallow.So I hold it, and you hold itThe promise of tomorrow.When we make love its overwhelmingI just touch the heavens.You're an angel, you're an angelAnd I said this wo
You're An Angel
You're an Angel that nobody can see,Still an Angel is what you are to meAn angel from heaven is what you areIn my sky you're definably a heavenly starYou're an angel with beauty & graceYou're kind & sweet, you have an angel faceYou have very graceful angel wingsHappiness and joy are just some things that an angel can giveIn my heart & mind is where you're livingYou have hair as soft as the white cloudsA guardian angel is what Ive gotten. Your eyes are like sapphires that shine bright.When everything is dark, you give me light.You're an angel that gives me a reason to live, You're an angel that teaches me to give. You're an angel that teaches me the right things to say. You're my angel & Ill always care.You're my angel & you know Ill always be there.
Your Heart !
gazing into your eyes,
so serpently try to reach
inside where no one yet
has ever traced the part
deep and deadly like a cave
so sucking ,so satisfing
where the heaven rests
the pleasure and peace leaves
the girls your heart,
i will climbe and crush
the hidden and sexy part.
You blow me away with the loving things you say I feel like a breeze on a warm summer day. You fill my heart with so much love how can I not thank the heavens above. I can't believe I finally found you I can't believe it's a dream come true I can't believe that you love me too.
Your My Perfect
Dreams come true because of youyour my perfect sunshine timefrom climbing trees to playing with skies your my perfectfrom laughter to the talk about our futureyour my perfectmy sole matewild and crazy statemy grateful baby loveso humblemy perfectwe've grown so muchour love so strongand always hit tin bongstogether foreverwhat ever we want to do we dowere ever we want to go we gowhat ever we want we getWere Engels of the skyand the Owls eye your my perfect
Your Soulmate The face, the body and location unknownWhen they are found, your mind will be blownNot mistaken, as your first loveBut something as pure, as a white doveYour souls will entwine, and rejoice together It is a true love, that will last foreverThrough hell and it's fury, here on earthThrough trials, and pain, pregnancy and birthIt is known in life that, they are the oneIf you find that person, make sure you dont run For they are meant, to be with you Heartfully, Soulfully, and eternally trueUnconditional love, where your heart drops to the floorMake sure that you open your heart, and the doorWe walk our path that is dark and alone Will you be one, where your soulmates unknownI hope for you, that one life in your lifeYou find your soulmate, who is your friend or your wife
Your Age By Chocolate Math
Don't tell me your age; you'd probably lie anyway-but the Hershey Man will know! YOUR AGE BY CHOCOLATE MATHThis is pretty neat.DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!It takes less than a minute .Work this out as you read ..Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have chocolate (more than once but less than 10)2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)3. Add 54. Multiply it by 50 -- I'll wait while you get the calculator 5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1759 ..If you haven't, add 1758.6.. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born. You should have a three digit number The first digit of this was your original number(I.e., how many times you want to have chocolate each week).The next two numbers are YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!) THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2009) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE I
You're A Keeper
I got this in an email from my cousin, so I am going to share it. :(
One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the
warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that
sometimes there isn't "anymore". No more hugs, no more special moments to
celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one
minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes
away, never to return before we can say good-bye or say"I love you."
So while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's
broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage ....
And old cars .. And children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips,
and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it,
because we are worth it.
Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law
after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter
You're Probably A Chicken Hauler
"JUST A FEW REASONS WHY "YOU'RE PROBABLY A CHICKENHAULER"!
IF YOU'VE EVER TRIED TO CONVINCE JB THAT "POON TANG" IS THE CAPITAL OF TAIWAN. IF YOU HAVE LOTS OF "JEWELERS ROUGE", BUT DONT EVEN WEAR JEWELRY. WHEN RETIREING FROM TRUCKIN', IF YOU HAVE EVER THOUGHT ABOUT PUTTING A ''CONEX BOARD'' IN YOUR ''HEARING AID''. IF YOU'VE EVER THOUGHT OF HAVING THE "OIL CHANGED ON YOUR CB ANTENNA". IF YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING AND THE FIRST THING YOU HEAR IS, "ANYBODY WANT TO BUY A BLANKET''? IF YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A "WINEO" AND A ''LINEO''. IF YOU HAVE EVER ASKED ANOTHER DRIVER IF HE HAS EVER SEEN AN "ASSHOLE WRAPPED IN PLASTIC". THEN TOLD HIM TO LOOK AT HIS DRIVERS LICENSE. IF YOU HAVE A FRIEND THAT HAS A DIFFERENT MEANING WHEN HE SAYS, ''I'LL CALL YOU FROM MY CELL PHONE". IF YOU THINK MCT MEANS "MEXICAN CHICKEN TRUCK". IF YOU'VE EVER TRIED TO SELL A "THREE STAGE JAKE BREAK" FOR A PUSH LAWN MOWER. IF YOU'VE EVER ASKED FOR A "JUMP", A "BUMP", AND A "BUTTON FOR YOUR PUMP". IF YOU'VE EVE
Youre So Close...
I can hear the clue, I can smell the words, I can climb the scale
I can write the curves, I can hear the note, I can beat the beat..
I can dance the drum, I can tap my feet....
Getting Closer..stop me dreamin...
Wanna feel you...
YOUR SO CLOSE..
I cant play it very well, but IT IS what i want, and what i want
is what it takes, it could be real..it could be fake.
It could be anything at all, give it strong, give it all.
Nothing held back, just get it written on the wall...
Cant hear you..Your so close..
Want to feel you..
YOUR SO CLOSE
Your Life, Your Decisions
Thought of the Day:"The best day of your life is the one which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours-it is an amazing journey-and you alon are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life rally begins."
Very few people on this planet will ever be lucky enough to come across a person in their life that can truly be their "rock".
Ive been lucky enough to collect a handful of people i consider to be my friend. Ive been lucky enough to have the chance to experience a lot in a little time, and have even been able to meet an enormous amount of people in my short lifetime who have taught me things, shown support, and shown me how to love and be loved... But ive rarely met those who I consider my rock. Being a "rock" to someone is exactly that. An actual rock doesnt go anywhere, even when times get rough... A rock stays strong regardless of how much its been rained on or whether beaten...A rock doesn't really change - aside from its surface evolving - its core always remains what its always been...Much like all things derived from nature, rocks don't criticize or judge you..A rock is what it is - what you see is what you get!!In fear of coming off like some wierd-o hippy-dippy, I'll get t
You're The Only One
Your eyes,they were the first thingI noticed about you.They captured my soul.In the first second you looked atMe as a woman I was yours.Your smile,It lights up my life,Brings me more peace than the rain.I could melt in that smile.I fall in love with you all over againEvery time I see it.Your fingertips,The way they linger on my skin,So gently I can barely feel themSometimes.Other times smoothing overMy body like a sheath.Your hands,That show me your loveIn a way that wordsNever could.They bring me safety and steadiness.Thank you for that.Your body,The way it holds my attention,The way your every nuanceMakes me want you even more thanThe last time I saw you.Your feet,How could I not love them?They are the part of youThat allows me to show you how muchI love you.I can spoil you to deathAnd there's nothing you can do about it.I love all these things about you,But what I love the most,Is the You I fell in love with.The You that makes me feel likeI can do and be anything I want to.The You t
i said hello,i think i'm broken and the world was was only jokin',It took me by suprise when you went away.I was trying to be clever,for the life of me i never would have guessed how far this simple truth would lead,You knew all my life,and all my tricks,and how to heal all my pain,that no medicine could ever fix.I blessed for the day i meet you,and i i'm thankfull that he let you,lay beside me for a moment that lives on.the good news is im beter now because i can look back at all the time we spent together.Looking back it's still suprising, i was sinkin' and you were ricing.with this look that caught my attention every day.Now i know god has his reasons,but some times it's hard to see them,I lay awake at night,and find that your not there.You made me find hope in hoplessnes,you made crazy,sain,you became the missin' link,that helped me break my chain,and i'm so blessed for that.But the bad news is your gone,you only got a one way ticket over their,and i will miss you so much....
I feel the sheets running slowly down my body, till they fall to floor..I know your touch, I feel your warm hands run up my thighs and I know what you want to do..I watch for you everyday, wishing you will come home early, waiting for you at the door..Wanting to kiss you, wanting to touch you, wanting your breath on my neck, wanting you..Your lips still wet, you slide your body over mine and kiss me...You still don't understand what I would give up for you, you are so gentle..You are worried I will break and I only worry I can not get enough of you, I am not weak..I want to taste every inch of you, remember every kiss, every touch, for less I will not settle..I know we can not go on forever, it feels though like I am unable to get my fill..I am yours, my body is only for your touch, your desires, your taste..I am my own woman, but this body, in this bed, ask and you will have, here, with you I need no free will..It is over, you lay there, exhausted and close your ey
Your Body Is My Map
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I can't live without you. An unfamiliar sun will still rise and set, etcetera. I will make a living, I'll laugh and make jokes, I'll make love, I'll have children who have something of me in their features and something foreign too. The sky will often be blue, though it won't be my sky, and the trees will somehow remind me of other trees, not these trees. I can live my whole life without you and very likely will; it's just that you are my home. It's not that I think you are faultless; it's not that you are the most beautiful, the wisest or the best; that is, I wouldn't know. I can't judge. It's just that everything else is exile. New landscapes surprise and delight me, maybe even more than yours; but it's your body that is my map; is, was, will be.
Your Seduction Style?
Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover
You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you! Not because you possess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter. You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you. You inspire each person to be idealistic and passionate, and you make each moment memorable. Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life. By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover. Your abilities to make dreams come true is strong. So strong that you are often the love of many people's lives. Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours. No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.
What Kind of Seducer Are You?
Your A Cunt Mate
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Your Hands [in Memory Of My Gma Rip]
Since the day you were taken away from me , each day gets harder and harder.I cant sleep at night and I never want to wake up.I can never tell right from wrong or whats up from whats down.Grandma, you were the one who was always there, talking to me about life and how to handle things .Theres times where I wish I was dead, then there's times where I want to make you so pround of me.Grandma, I'm losing all faith and hope, please help me get through this, cause I cant do this alone.
Your Arms Feel Like Home By 3 Doors Down
I think I have walked to close to love and now I'm falling inThere's so many things this weary soul can't takeMaybe you just caught me by surpriseThe first time that I looked into your eyesThere's a life inside of me that I can feel againIt's the only thing that takes me where I've never beenI don't care if I lost everything that I have knownIt don't matter where I lay my head tonight your arms feel like homeThey feel like homeThis life ain't the fairytale we both thought it would beBut I can see your smiling face as it's staring back at meAnd I know we both see these changes nowI know we both understand somehowThere's a life inside of me that I can feel againIt's the only thing that takes me where I've never beenI don't care if I lost everything that I have knownCuz it don't matter where I lay my head tonight your arms feel like homeThey feel like home to meThere's a life inside of me that I can feel again it's the only thing that takes me where I've never beenAnd I dont care if I los
Your Ask Who Is The Black Dahlia? ( Care To Take Time To Read About Her?)
On January 15, 1947 a housewife named Betty Bersinger left her home on Norton Avenue in the Leimert Park section of Los Angeles, bound for a shoe repair shop. She took her three-year-old daughter with her and as they walked along the street, coming up on the corner of Norton and 39th, they passed by several vacant lots that were overgrown with weeds. She couldn’t help but feel a little depressed as she looked out over the deserted area. Development had been halted here, thanks to the war, and the open lots had been left looking abandoned and eerie. Betty felt slightly disconcerted and then shrugged it off, blaming her emotional state on the gray skies and the cold, dreary morning.
As she walked a little further along, she caught a glimpse of something white over in the weeds. She was not surprised. It wasn’t uncommon for people to toss their garbage out into the vacant lot and this time, it looked as though someone had left a broken department store mannequin
When we first saw each other and you're lovely eyes met mine
I knew somehow i'd found a love quite special and divine
From that first day you're eyes told me exactly how you felt
The radiance of their sweet glow would couse my heart to melt.
You're eyes would always shimmer anytime i came in view
They sparkled full of happiness when i said i love you
When ever you were sad
And they would flash with anger anytime
That you were mad
Like emerald pools of starlight sparking
There within the night
I was glad to see my image in their warm
And loving sight
And everytime you tried to keep a secret
I always knew because you had a twinkle in you're eyes
You're eyes have always told me what you're lips could never say
And that is why i asked for you to meet me there today
Something is wrong and i must look in to you're eyes to see
Exacty what it is that hass been troubling you and me
And as i stand here gazing in those soft and lov
Your Prayers Are Needed
I'm most sorry to say that I received a message moments ago from Barbara that her dear sweet mum has taken a nasty fall. She is in hospital and could sure use our prayers and support. This is why Barb has not been on fubar much lately. Any of you who know Barb knows that she is one of the bestest friends and just a delight to know. Please help me support her and her mother in this trying time.
Thank You so much my friends.
♥ ۞~ஐ~Barb~ஐ~۞♥@ fubar
You're Already Gone
I can't forget your face,the day, the time, the place,your eyes so full of mistery.Only a fool thinks twice.I lost my paradise.You saw the good in me but I, I looked away.I let you drive right byI didn't realize I wanted you 'til you were gone.I wasted too much timeI learnt that love keeps moving on.But you're already gone.The one that got awayThe one that makes you pay.My karma's catching up with me.I feel you in my veins.I won't see you again.So scared to lose it all, I lost it anyway.
"your Basic Guys Weekend"
Guy 1: What'd you guys do over the weekend?
Guy 2: Not much. Shopped.
Guy 1: For what?
Guy 2: (pauses) Jenny wants to get new curtains for the powder room.
Guy 1: Huh.
Guy 2: (pause) It's more challenging than you'd think.
Guy 1: Is this before or after she got you a lobotomy?
-- Overheard in: Commuter Train, Harrison NY --
"your Basic Traffic Court Murder Humor"
Judge: OK, you have 3 charges, sir. Murder, robbery and (looks at paper)...failing to use a turn signal.
Defendant: What, I...
Judge: Normally we don't get the tougher charges.
Defendant: (confused, panicking) Judge, this must be...
Judge: What say we dismiss the first 2, murder, robbery. How do you plead to the 3rd?
Defendant: (relief, smiles) Guilty. Completely guilty.
-- Overheard in: Traffic Ct, Somerville Cty NJ --
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
You're Probably Wiccan If...
You’re probably Wiccan if…
v You spend time at work complaining that you blew up your kitchen last night all because you added Burdock Root to the pot.
v You spend so much time staring at the candle scents in Yankee candle that when you see “Plastic Bags” you think it’s a candle scent, too
v You walk into a Christian store just for the heck of it
v You ask a customer annoying questions such as: “What’s God’s name?” and “Have you ever read the bible?”
v You wear excessive amounts of one color (for a good reason)
v You wear shirts that say “Pagan and Proud” or “Magick is af
do you really think you got it going on?...think againsomeone else has it going on better than youthat you can really put it down?...think againsomeone else is putting it down better than youevery man thinks "he" is the best lover...think againsomeone is better than youmost men think "their" swagga is on point...think againsomeone else's swagga is way better than yourswhat you think you know...soneone else knows other wisesome woman told you something in the heat of themoment that swoll your headall women don't think that waywhat you did to hermight not work for the nextwhat do you have to offer other than your tongue?your stamina that weak that you have to use your tongue?who wants your tongue in their mouth and it has been in a place doing GOD knows what to GOD knows who?....(pussy)who wants your tongue and it's been where it's not suppose to go?...(someone's ass)i am not the only person that feels this way....that's bankableyou judge on the physical and "your" physical can use some
Your Language !!!!
Boys...listen up...!! U half 2 watch your language...your talkin 2 someone here..weather in cyber or in person & once in a while u can get by with something sexy..talk wise..but 2 have a steady diet of I wanna F..K u....don't get it.. I just moved 2 top fans down 2 the bottom of my list....cause they thought I liked that kinna talk.. Sexy is k..NOT VULGAR..treat all women with respect on here..not only me..but all my gf's.. We don't put up with this in real life...let alone here.. This is not the way 2 our hearts..
Your Last Chance
Its a frightening and depressing thought to realize at any given moment you might take your last breath. I always knew that you never know when you will actually go but attending a funeral of one so young you soon come to a realization that life is so short and precious.Today was my cousins funeral who died at the tender age of 40. Sadly enough his life was over at 19. He was in a car with a drunk driver and they got into an accident. I only hold one memory of him before the accident. Every memory after that consist of the hundreds of hospital and nursing home visits. He spent over 20 years in a coma.His brother blames himself for what happened that night. His brother and the driver of the vehicle forever carry the guilt. Even though it wasn't really his brothers fault. His brother said he should have given him a ride home. Just taken the extra 5 minutes to do it. You never know what's going to happen and you can't blame yourself for the events that took place.I think the hardest part
Lyrics to Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beerholder : Don't piss down my back then tell me it is raining. You just had to walk in before I kicked the table beneath my feet. If I can't have any friends I thought why not hang from the ceiling. Just because I ordered, doesn't mean I can't look at the menu. Not that there's any other fish in this sea I'd rather have on my plater than you. Just because I FUCKING ordered, doesn't mean I can't look at the menu. Not that there's any other fish in this sea. Don't drink and park, accidents in cars cause population. Fuck "more the merrier" there's only one person I need to feel this sinstation. If you need directions you can take the road that's down my sleeve, This time I'm taking you with me, but the cuffs are you; so good luck trying to leave! I hope one day I can cross your ocean, without feeling the puncture of your teeth. Believe me I'd rather drown myself, then knowing you have the power to pull me beneath. x2 There's so much oxygen th
Your Touch (nsfw)
DELIGHTFUL SHIVERS SO INTENSE MY BODY CONVULSES WITH PLEASURE,
A FIRE YOU BUILD HIGHER WITH EVERY STROKE OF YOUR HAND AND EVERY WORD FROM YOUR LIPS,
TAKING ME BEYOND MY OWN CONTROL BUT KEPT WITHIN THE REALM OF YOURS,
YOU HAVE BECOME MY MASTER AND I YOUR SLAVE, AND I WELCOME YOU,I NEED YOU,
YOU HAVE OPENED ME TO NEW WANTS AND HEIGHTENED DESIRES,
AND I AM NO LONGER MY OWN, BUT A SERVANT TO YOUR NEEDS,
I DO THIS FREELY FOR ONLY YOU CAN GIVE THIS PLEASURE I NOW CRAVE,
THE VIOLENT THRUST'S REMIND ME I AM YOURS,
THE INTENSITY OF LUST SO EXTREME, I BEG FOR RELEASE,
ONLY TO BE DENIED AS YOU TAKE ME EVEN HIGHER,
BLIND FOLDED AND ENTRANCED, MY PASSION SURGES BEYOND,
AND I AM TAKEN TO A FIERY EDGE OF AROUSAL,
AS MY PASSION IS RELEASED IN A RAGING CONVULSION ,
AND MY ESSENCE LIES IN A POOL OF STEAMY HOTNESS BETWEEN MY LEGS,
I FLOAT IN THIS PLACE WITH YOU AND I AM SPENT,
A CONTENTED PLACE OF COMPLETENESS,
AND A JOY THAT LIVED ONLY IN DREAMS,
Your Help Is Needed
MISSING--LINDSEY BAUM of McCLEARY WASHINTON, Since JUNE 26th,2009
10 year old Lindsey Baum disappeared from her hometown of McCleary, WA on June 26th, 2009 as she was walking home from a friends house a few blocks away.
Lindsey turned 11 on July 7th 2009
ARMY dad is deployed to Iraq pleads for daughter's return. Lindsey Baum of McCleary Washington still missing. Missing since June 26th. Description: 11 years old. 4'9" 80lbsBrown hair Last seen wearing:Long sleeve hooded BLUE shirt (not sweatshirt)Blue Jeans with the knees cut Black cloth slip on sneakers...Any information call the your local police or sheriff Department.Grays Harbor 911 at (800) 281-6944 or McCleary Police (360) 495-3107. or 1-800-THE-LOST
to read the hole thing heres the link
I'm sitting here confused, my worlds in disarey... I don't know how this happened I thought things were going great.
Fora moment my life was like a work of art, a flawless still life at its best. One that's easy to gaze uon and understand what it represents. But now the piece is more expressive than the previous work of art, you rearranged the picture and so thus were my thoughts.
I do not knw the things you say, I can not see them clear, I feel as though you hide from me a truth i cannot hear. So you pushed me away or hell maybe it was it was all a lie and you left me with the masterpiece that represents my life.
But i cherish all the time we shared and I'll treasure this work of art, so I'll proudly hang it on the wall that forever gaurds my heart.
Why do you insit On playing this game? Why do you wanna hurt everyone around you? What do you really gain? I love how you think That tearing down everyone Will satisfy your hunger Are you satisfied? Are you happy? Yea, I thought so You don't know who to blame But Honey, I know It' s your falut It's your curse It's your game What's the matter honey? Dont wanna play anymore?