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Credit Card Error Problems
Hey crew:We have a small percentage of people having problems with credit cards and purchases for: bling, vip, blasts, HH's, etc. The problem is USUALLY associated to GIFT or PAY AS YOU GO Visa/MC debit card. For example: Walmart Gift Visa, Walgreens Gift Visa, TMobile Gift Visa, the list goes on. Some of you have a CC that is a pay as you go.The problem we are having is that our merchant account has NO way to verify the security of the card user. Because of this, the card is denied. So, if you do not enter the correct phone number, mailing address, security code or 3 digit pin on the back, you will be declined and get an error message. This can ALSO happen with normal credit cards in some cases.What will happ is your card is charged and shows a PENDING AUTHORIZATION on your card and it appears your funds have been removed. Unfortunately, and this is NOT our fault, the credit card company puts a hold on the funds. The funds will be restored to your card in 10-30 days. Yes, it will appe

25 Credit Bling Pack/ Vip/blast Auction
I Will be holding an auction for either a 25 credit bling pack/ VIP/ or one week blast. This auction will end on September 25th at 12:00pm(noon) Eastern time. The winner of this auction will be notified by email, and has 24 hours to reply, or the bid will go to the next highest bidder. At that time the winner will get to choose either the 25 credit bling pack? 1 month VIP, or 1 week blast. Good luck to all, and bring your fubucks The minimum starting bid must be 1,500,000 in fubucks, all other bids must be higher!!

Credit Repair Companies
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Credit Card Pay
Adult Merchant Processing Dating Merchant Processing Gaming Merchant Processing Pharmacy Merchant Processing Replica Merchant Processing Travel Merchant Processing Telemarketing Merchant Processing Accept Visa, MasterCard or Amex Real Time / Batch Processing Options Daily Weekly Payment Options

25 Credit Bling Pack/ Vip/blast Auction
Ill be holding an auction that will close on Friday October the 16th at 6pm eastern time for an 25 Credit bling pack/VIP/ Or a 7 day blast. This prize will go to the highest bidder, at the time specified above. All bids must be placed in fubucks.The minimum starting bid must be 2,000,000, all other bids must be higher. At the end of this auction the winner will be notified by email, and will have 24 hours to pay, or the prize will go to the next highest bid. Let the bidding begin!! The winner will choose at that time which of the prizes he/she wants to opt for!!

5 Credit Bling Auction
I am having a small bling auction. this page is for a single 5 credit bling, the highest bidder wins there choice of avaiable 5 credit bling, starting bid is 500k place bids in the blog, Auction will end saturday at mindight, bling will be giving away sunday morning. Happy Bidding :)

1 Credit Bling Auction
I am having a small bling auction. this page is for a two 1 credit bling, the highest bidder wins there choice of avaiable 1 credit bling, starting bid is 300k place bids in the blog, Auction will end saturday at mindight, bling will be giving away sunday morning. Happy Bidding :)

20 Credit Limited Edition Bling Auction
I am holding a Limited Edition Bling Auction. It will start tonight at 9 pm EST and run until 9 pm EST on Saturday. The highest bidder has WINNER'S CHOICE to choose between one of the four Limited Edition Blings. Bidding starts at $2 mil. So go ahead and place your bids under this blog and start the ball rolling. Have fun Fu-Landiers!!

Credits For Cash!
Now I few months ago I was ask from one of my friends " where can they sell there modelling pictures for money?" I couldn't answer the question because thats a question I always wanted to know also! so I searched on Google for that question and I found a little intersting site called http://extralunchmoney.com/ This site is about (from the About us in the page) ExtraLunchMoney.com (ELM) is a digital marketplace for buyers to directly interact with adult content creators. Although the focus of the site is amateur porn, custom fetish clips, and amateur adult content, we welcome a wide range of adult content including audio and written work from amateurs and professionals alike. What makes ELM different from other "adult" sites is we only allow people who create and star in the content to sell that content. This means no 3rd party creators. Real amateur porn and custom adult content direct from the performers themselves. There are 2 categories of content featured on ELM: Custom J

Credits For Salutes Ect.....
* 6 credit bling pack = 1 SFW salute, Custom image made by me, Page rated 11 every day for a wk, liked everyday for a wk, rate 200 (if you have that many) of your photo's everyday for a wk, polish 10 of your bling everyday for a week, send you 2 gifts/drinks everyday for a week, and send you a 1 credit bling of your choice after receiving the bling pack. * 12 Credit bling pack = 2 SFW Salutes, 2 custom images made by me, page rated an 11 for 10 days, liked everyday for 10 days, rate 200 (if you have that many) of your photo's everyday for 10 days, polish 10 of your bling everyday for 10 days, send you 3 gifts/drinks everyday for 10 days, and send you a 2 credit bling of your choice after receiving the bling pack. * 25 Credit bling pack = 3 SFW Salutes, 3 custom images made by me, page rated an 11 for 2 weeks, liked everyday for 2 weeks, rate 250 (if you have that many) of your photo's everyday for 2 weeks, polish 10 of your bling everyday for 2 weeks, send you 4 gifts/drinks a day fo

Creeper Alert!!!!
OMG you know those nasty greasy old men that think they're hot??? One of those refuses to leave me alone.. what kind of sick joke is it that the cute boy I like isn't interested but the dirty old man is? Sugar daddy's r one thing and I'd be all for that LMAO but EWWWWWWWW not likely!!!!! so much for being cute huh!! thats it for today! *SMOOCHERZ*

Creepy Mcsordid's 8 Personas
After a short time I've noticed certain types of behaviour apparent in virtual groups, whether the community's discussion is centred around lighting bananas on fire and throwing them at building inspectors, or discussing medical benefits of implanting deep electronic brain probes to solve disorders of the nervous system. After giving this extensive consideration, I've taken 3 minutes to come up with 8 distinct online community personas: The "Attention Monkey" (AM) - This person is terminally lonely and for good reason. When you read the AM's posts you get the impression he was tied to a street sign with his cheap woollen scarf on his way home from school. Every day. The AM offends 8 out of 10 people consistently. If someone said, "I think Nelson Mandela's speech yesterday was outstanding! He completely understands the disenfranchised and addresses these issues with compassion, grace and dignity." The AM will say, "I dunno, he probably should still be in prison. Maybe Mandela's reall

Creed Of The Mother
"Walk thou softly upon this Good earth and treat her with respect as she deserves She nurtures us, feeds us, provides our needs. Step lightly on the path through life, remembering always that We are not the only ones here.We have sisters And brothers beyond counting, beyond our ability to Know.They may look different, may walk on 4 feet or a Hundred or none.They may fly through the skies and Race the very wind or swim beneath the cool Waters. Some are furred, others feathered or scaled.It Matters not as all are of value, all have their place in The scheme of things.We are neither the first, Nor the last the greatest or the least of the Multitude. It would behoove us to remember this to honor all Life and the earth, our shared mother, from which we Came." --Author unknown but greatly appreciated

Creep By Radiohead
When you were here before, Couldn't look you in the eyes You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so Fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh She's running out again She's running out She runs runs runs runs... runs... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't belong here...

Creepy, A Jigsaw Killer....
You scored as Jigsaw. You are Jigsaw. You dont enjoy killing people at all. You instead love to see how far people will go to live. However if it ends in a bloody death, you still sleep with a smile on your face. You are intelligent, and know how to outwit just about anyone. And that spells bad news for anyone who falls into your games of death and torture.Pinhead100%Jigsaw100%Michael Myers80%Freddy Krueger60%Hannibal Lecter55%Leatherface40%Buffalo Bill30%Candyman20%Jason Voorhees20%Captain Spaulding15%

Creepin' My Page
I hate when dudes creep my page. Not all dudes though... I have seen a few dudes who seem to be alright but then there are those dudes who look and gawk like I'm QUEER which obviously I'm not. If you've looked at my pics you can see that I'm quite heterosexual. I have 2 beautiful daughters and most of... well all of my friends are ladies, all but one. And that one is a good friend of mine. So if you're looking to get something out of me.... FUCK OFF. I have nothing against gays but I'm not so please just stop CREEPIN' my page.

Creedsto Live By!
A Creed To Live By Don't undermine your worth By comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different That each of us is special. Don't set goals by what other people deem important, Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things Closest to your heart, Cling to them as you would your life, For without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers By living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, You live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over Until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread That binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances That we learn how to be brave. Don't shut love out of your life By saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give love, The fastest wa

Creed Of Shadows
Believe in thy own self as we are children of this earth. Remain strong as we are one with all nature and spirit. Retain thy rites of worship and keep always our secrets private. Sanctify thy body for it is the one true temple where dwells divinity. Keep sacred always your altar within and hidden in the wilds. Love whom you will consensually in total honesty without guilt. As sisters and brothers, always regard each other as equals. Love and protect all loved ones even at the sacrifice of your own life. Be you rogue, be you of coven, remain forever loyal with your kind. For together we are many as apart we are of one mind and soul. For as the ashes of our ancestors had risen during our burning time of persecution. So shall our presence of knowing forever burn wild within the nurturing embrace of our continuance. ® Witches Of Lore 9/6/1996

Creeping Death
Slaves Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed To his every word, live in fear Faith Of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait Something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh's son I'm creeping death Now Let my people go, land of Goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood Running red and strong down the nile Pray Darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh's son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first-born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first-born man I Rule the midnight air, the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, killing mass I Creep the steps and floor, final darkness Blood Lambs blood painted door, I sh

Creed "one Last Breath" Lyrics
One Last Breath Please come now I think I’m falling I’m holding on to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I’m trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I’m down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking That maybe six feet Ain’t so far down I’m looking down now that it’s over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out heaven save me But I’m down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking That maybe six feet Ain’t so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there’s something left for me So please come stay with me ‘Cause I still believe there’s something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking

Creepin
Make love to me I whisper in the dark, Hold me closer, I grab you again, Your forehead against mine, The heat of our bodies just begins, The sweet kisses from you lips to mine, Ive now lost all since of time, Your hand on the back of my neck, Pulling me close to kiss me again, You ask if Im ready, With a cute little grin, I feel you slide down, Against my bare skin, Now my lips you are kissing, My thighs open wide, Your hands on my stomach, I can feel you inside, Your tongue is hot, The air is cool, My legs are now shivering, And Im quivering like a fool, Now my minds racing, Im craving something more, I want a bit of you, In every single hole, A sudden stop lets me breath, You shift your weight up, Im holding back my please, I want you to make me beg, Make me want it more, You please me so completely, Even make me sore, I want to feel you in me, I want to feel you swell, I want it in my mouth, So give it to me well, The air is starting to sweat, T

Creek Mary's Blood
Soon I will be here no more You`ll hear the tale Through my blood Through my people And the eagle`s cry The bear within will never lay to rest Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears White man came Saw the blessed land We cared, you took You fought, we lost Not the war but an unfair fight Sceneries painted beautiful in blood Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears Once we were here Where we have lived since the world began Since time itself gave us this land [Singing in Lakotan] Our souls will join again the wild Our home in peace `n war `n death Wandering on Horizon Road... Following the trail of tears Once we were here Where we have been since the world began Since time itself gave us this land [Poem in Lakotan:] Hanhepi iyuha mi ihanbla ohinni yelo Òn sunkmanitutankapi hena, sunkawakanpi watogha hena, oblaye t`ankapi oihankesni hena T`at`epi kin asni kiyasni he akatanhanpi iwankal Oblaye t`anka kin

A Creed To Live By..
Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give love. The fastest way to lose lo

Creepy Conversation On Msn
la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: hi la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: mallory Mallory says: uh hi la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: how are u pretty ! Mallory says: good la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: can u remember me Mallory says: no clue who you are la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: i think so la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: are u kidding ! Mallory says: no. Mallory says: who the fuck are you la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: don't get nervous honey la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: take it easy or u will be crazy Mallory says: yeah who the hell are you la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: i'm your expected bed-mate!

Creepy Convo 2
Before you read it, the dumbass fell for the shit about me being 16 and my dad being the head cop... hahahahahah. la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: anyway ,,it's alright Mallory says: uh no it isnt la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: why for god sake !! Mallory says: what Mallory says: problem? la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: ,?? la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: hey ,,, Mallory says: huh la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: how is life in there Mallory says: ok, no, dont even go there, i just got done telling you off and your trying to act all nice la vie est un gateau de merde,chaqu'un doit gouter sa part !!!! says: what do u mean Mallory says: when someone tells you off, you dont talk to them la vie

Creepy Dream
Early this morning i had a dream about an insect that was part centipede and part fish. It was crawling towards me and it freeked me out. The person i was with could not kill it so it was up to me to do the job. I did not however. I awoke with my hearth pounding. This was not a nightmare but still it was very creepy. I went back to sleep after a few minutes.

Creepy
ok so the creepiest thing just happened to me. so i just got up to go to the bathroom from my bedroom. and i walk into the hall and it smells like the fresh, cold air. and its colder than it should be. then i realize that the front door is open. my room is on the second floor so i go down and close it...and its not locked yet cause my sister still needs to come home...so why is the door open? i really do not want to know.

Cree Natives
Location: The Cree lived across the north into the Canadian prairies and in Montana, the Dakotas and Minnesota. They lived as far east as the Hudson to the James Bay and as far west as Alberta and the Great Slave Lake. Language: They spoke Cree, a language of the Algonquin family. Daily Life: The Cree depended entirely on hunting and fishing, as well as gathering wild roots and fruits. They lived in buffalo skin tipis and traveled by birch bark canoes. Women would dress the skins after a hunt and were experts in using porcupine quills in their everyday needs to dress things up. Men often married two sisters at the same time. There is no evidence of a clan system. The most important religious ceremony was the Sun Dance. The Cree made sacrifices to their gods with Wisukatcak the most important spiritual entity. The dead were buried under a mound of stones with their belongings buried with them or they were destroyed by the grave. History: During the 17th and 18th century, the Cr

A Creed To Live By
Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others; it is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important; only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or the future; by living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give; nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect; it is the fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks, it is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't dismiss your Dreams. To be without dreams is to be without hope. To be without hope is to be without purpose. Don't run through life so fast tha

Creepy New Vid...
this one stuck out to me: http://www.myspace.com/elproducto some of his stuff I didnt get into but the video I saw on his profile I really dug... or as they are having issues posting randomly: http://elp.imeem.com/video/9HNsgg8M/deep_space_9mm/ its kinda "normal" looking but its hella creepy with people following him with bright red guns everywhere... might actually pick that up... even if he has worked with trent reznor v2.(sux)0(r)

Creepy Personality Test
I took this test and it is creppy how it really picks out who you are. Answer the questions and answer them as honestly as possible, there are only 4 questions. Check them out here: http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html

A Creed To Live
A Creed To Live Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give love. The fastest

Creepy Crawlies
UGH! I went to check my mail just a few moments ago and came across the following hoardes of ants swarming the hallways. Decided to take a few pictures just in case we needed some proof. But right now my skin is crawling...blah! You can check out the pics in my grossness folder.

Creed
I have no parents: I make the heavens and earth my parents. I have no home: I make awareness my home. I have no life or death: I make the tides of breathing my life and death. I have no divine power: I make honesty my divine power. I have no means: I make understanding my means. I have no magic secrets: I make character my magic secret. I have no body: I make endurance my body. I have no eyes: I make the flash of lighting my eyes. I have no ears: I make sensibility my ears. I have no limbs: I make promptness my limbs. I have no strategy: I make ¡unshadowed by thought¢ my strategy. I have no designs: I make ¡seizing opportunity by the forelock¢ my design. I have no miracles: I make right-action my miracles. I have no principles: I make adaptability to all circumstances my principles. I have no tactics: I make emptiness and fullness my tactics. I have no talents: I make ready wit my talent. I have no friends: I make my mind my friend. I have no enemy: I make carelessness

Creed Of The Slayers
We are each nation's chosen elite. We are sworn to protect the nations against all terrors. We employ the tactics necessary to keep the children of the world safe and secure. We are prepared to die for our cause. We will unite and be the vengeful voice of God and Earth, and we will prevail against all odds. So rest your head, weary child, for our hand is laid upon it, and all is safe on our watch. Rest easy tonight, and all nights, for we will not die, and as long as we live, you are protected. Coronae Aeternus (Latin for "Eternal Defenders of the Siege") This is the oath I helped to write, and swore by. --Special Operative Grade 1st Lieutenant Wolf 11971, Commander of the Slayer Platoon, elite division Task Force Scorpio

A Creed To Live By
Don't determine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart; cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life ONE DAY AT A TIME you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect; it is this fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut LOVE out of your life by saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive LOVE is to give LOVE, the fastest way to lose L

Creep
Why do we fear death anyway? We shouldn't. it's like that ultimate trip all of us has to take one point in our existence. The one way ticket trip where we leave everything behind for another exciting adventure. So, chill out peeps. I ain't giving you the creeps, am I? Speaking of creeps, I love the song Creep. What the hell am i doing here? I don't belong here...

Creepy Games....stupid Human Tricks......why? Lmao
The Evils A basic survival game. Use the mouse and cursors to play. See how long you can survive the evil onslaught! Stupid Human Tricks Ghoulish Claymation based game. Click mouse button to shoot arrow and kill ghouls. Why?

Creepy Old Men
I must attract creepy old men. Maybe my cute face and my amazing smile makes them think naughty thoughts... I'm not sure but I'm tired of it. A couple weeks ago a fat old man comes up to me, looks me up and down and says "you're gorgeous honey, but girls like you, you pretty types, you like those big black men and wont give guys like me a chance." -You're right, I wont give you a chance... not because I like big black men, but because you're balding and you are ugly and you could be my grandfather. Today an old man is sitting on the bench and looks me up and down, I smile and say hello to be polite. So he continues to make me feel uncomfortable but continually complimenting me. "You're gorgeous. You're quite the little worker aren't you? I bet you have guys chasing after your cute self." -Thanks for the compliment sir, but that's right I called you sir, why do you ask? Oh yeah, because I'm 20, you have a 13 year old son and I don't like wrinkley balls. So what is it wi

A Creed To Live By
Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others, It is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important, Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart Cling to that as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give Nothing is really over … until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect, It is the fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks, It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give love. The fa

Creeps
For those of you who didn't get a chance to read my bulletin: First thing in the morning and what am I completely annoyed with? Creeps. Creeps make me violent. Creeps make me want to grab the nearest object and beat them to a bloody fucking pulp. A creep is different than just a plain ole perv, you see. A creep is what a perv who has been ignored for too long can turn into if he isn't given Prozac or electric shock therapy. A creep still holds all of the perv tendencies like whacking off to inanimate objects that bear the slightest resemblance to vagina and watching the discovery channel to see animals “do it” because they are too embarrassed to go to the corner XXX. Creeps still are extremists, like pervs, when it comes to their locale, as well. They will either live within 200 feet of some type of fornicating business or they will live in the middle of nowhere. You’ll most often find that if they live in the middle of nowhere it is because they live on or next to a farm of s

Creepy People!
So last night I'm sitting on my porch having a cigarette before I went to bed and minding my own when I notice the sky lighting up. Naturally my first reaction was to look up to see if there was lightning when I noticed that the flashing was coming from above but to my left. I look over and lo and behold what do I see but a weirdo ass neighbor of mine two houses down taking a series of pictures of me sitting on the porch. Creepy ass bastard!

~~~~~creep Alert~~~~~
THIS GUY IS GOING AROUND FUBAR AND RIPPING PICS WITHOUT ASKING BUT ONLY FROM WOMEN ON HERE. IF YOU HAVE FRIENDS THAT YOU CARE FOR PLEASE WARN THEM TO BLOCK THIS CREEP. http://fubar.com/user/1164733

"creep"
Johnny Depp Clips - "Creep" (Radiohead) Ahhhh - Just listen.... When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell I'm doing here? I don't belong here She's running out again She's running out She runs runs runs Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here

Creepies
WHEW! the last few days have been busy around here. Getting ready for Halloween and the fall time is always fun for me. Cause I love the colors of the flowers and leaves. And I love punkins~! Well, I am also cheap so I go to the local Lowe's and always look for the discounted flowers to buy. I grab some mums and pansies and 2 bags of topsoil. (did you know you can get the busted bags for half price?) I have several pretty flower pots that were Jeff's aunts' and when they moved I grabbed them. They have pretty designs on them so anway, they are very pretty to set out on a shelf but seeing as I don't have a shelf yet...they are sitting on the porch and steps. They are full of the mums and pansies and just beautiful~! BUT being outside yesterday also gave me the creepies...lizards~! Everywhere here. My son loves them...me~NOPE~! They are cute to look at but when you reach down to grab a small garden shovel...you get the picture. Well, my son laughed so hard at me when I jumpe

Creepy People
this guy is a creep tkr1999 anyway, he's using the cerebral palsy as a reason to make you feel sorry for him and he says that he's got no sex life. Below is the excerpt from our conversation: tkr1999: your block i dont think that fucking funny ass hole ->Yo Yummy B...: lol tkr1999: beleve me this is safer ->Yo Yummy B...: never seen the aftermath but I have seen the death part tkr1999: i saw 1th hand what hiv do to people ->Yo Yummy B...: the HIV STD thing is very true, nothing to contract online! LOL tkr1999: i cant get out to date tkr1999: sure beet hiv std ->Yo Yummy B...: u won't get a sexlife online either, nobody does dear tkr1999: not even on line ->Yo Yummy B...: can't help you there hun tkr1999: i have no sex life ->Yo Yummy B...: ok. i have a friend that has CP tkr1999: i have cyablepalsy ->Yo Yummy B...: doin fine and you? tkr1999: how are you ->Yo Yummy B...: hello tkr1999: hi I have no problem with people who have disabilities. I have

Creek Mary's Blood
Soon I will be here no more You'll hear my tale Through my blood Through my people And the eagle's cry The bear within will never lay to rest Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears White man came Saw the blessed land We cared, you took You fought, we lost Not the war but an unfair fight Sceneries painted beautiful in blood Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears Once we were here Where we have lived since the world began Since time itself gave us this land Our souls will join again the wild Our home in peace 'n war 'n death Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears Once we were here Where we have lived since the world began Since time itself gave us this land Wandering on Horizon Road Following the trail of tears Once we were here Where we have lived since the world began Since time itself gave us this land "Hanhepi iyuho mi ihanbla ohinni yelo O sunkmanitutankapi hena, sunkawakanpi watogha hen

A Creed To Live By
Let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me,Let me praise a little more:Let me be when I am weary just a little bit more cheery,let me serve a little better those that I am striving for. Let me be a littler braver when temptation bids me waver. Let me strive a little harder to be all that I should be:Let me be a little meeker with the brother and sister that is weaker, let me think more of my neighbor and a little less of me. Let me be a little sweeter make my life a bit completer,ey doing what I should do every minute of the day:Let me toil without complaining,not a humble task disdaining; Let me face the summons calmly, when death beckons me away.

Creed Of The Green Witch
I Acknowledge the Unity of the Divine, symbolized by the Divine Androgyne, aspected as female and male, Goddess and God, form and energy, lunar and solar powers, honored during the Wheel of the Year at Esbats, Sabbats, and sacred days. I Acknowledge the immanence of the Divine, whose Spirit resides in all things and worlds, creating a unity of All in Oneness and kinship through the Goddess and the God. I Acknowledge that the Elementals Earth, Air, Fire, and Water are extensions of the Goddess and the God, both external and indwelling kith and kin, connecting all through Spirit. I Acknowledge the immortality of the individual spirit, comforted by the God in the Underworld, refreshed by the Goddess in Summerland, choosing incarnation by form, place, and soul purpose. I Acknowledge that the God lovingly demonstrates the life cycle in His yearly passage through the Sabbats. He is born as the Oak King of the Goddess as Mother at Yule; cleansed and carried by the Crone into the

Creepy Bastards Galore
Well I had managed to avoid the creepiness on this site up until today, some guy asked me to comment on his mumm i asked him what it was about and the conversation transpired into this went to look at his profile and was just as equally creeped out, I hope the 32 year old who he did that to knows he is telling everyone about it, talk about having no morals or manners, i suppose his son will grow up the same way 628741: i ask weather or not i should ask girls in person to watch me jack off ->doh: oh really think i will give it a miss 628741: u don't think i should >doh: look its up to you if you want to ask them but probably most will find the prospect of watching someone older than their dad jerk off quite disgusting ->doh: the internet is full of creepy perverted guys dont really need any more 628741: well i jacked off on a 32 yo girls face a couple weeks ago that i met on this site 628741: i'm very nice ->doh: yeah so you say ->doh: and most serial rapists th

Creepy!
So I think the building may need to be exorcised. The power shut off and turned on 3 times in a row. By the grace of God I was able to get down thru the elevator. Of course as soon as I stepped out all the power shut off again. It was great.

Creepy Guy On Yahoo
Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 10:58:15 PM): Hi mikald24 (10/24/2007 10:59:08 PM): u in tuscaloosa Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 10:59:45 PM): Yep mikald24 (10/24/2007 10:59:55 PM): married Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:00:03 PM): No mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:00:25 PM): close to nucor steel Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:00:52 PM): Yeah mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:01:26 PM): shy? Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:01:33 PM): Not really, no mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:01:48 PM): can u drive Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:02:15 PM): Yeah mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:02:35 PM): how long does it take u Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:03:03 PM): To get from where to where? mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:03:27 PM): ur place to nucor Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:04:42 PM): About 5 minutes mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:04:55 PM): want to come Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:07:03 PM): And do what? mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:07:12 PM): meet Wendy Yates (10/24/2007 11:07:28 PM): For? mikald24 (10/24/2007 11:07:39 PM): u dont want to Wendy Yates (10/

Creed-one Last Breath
Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down I'm looking down now that it's over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out heaven save me But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there's something left for me So please come stay with me 'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking

The Creepy Yahoo Guy Comes Back
As I said in a previous post, the blocks on Yahoo are worthless.. So here is this months installment of the Creepy Guy on Yahoo mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:39:07 PM): hey Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:39:13 PM): Hi mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:39:22 PM): whats up Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:39:28 PM): Not much mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:39:52 PM): u home for the night Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:40:11 PM): Yeah mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:40:29 PM): ok gn Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:41:07 PM): I mean where else would I go at nearly 11pm? mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:41:29 PM): ur right Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:43:07 PM): Why do you ask? mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:43:20 PM): ur happy mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:44:00 PM): i can make u happy Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:44:13 PM): Oh yeah? You has cheezburger? mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:44:32 PM): nope mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:44:48 PM): u still want to be w me Wendy Yates (12/9/2007 10:45:01 PM): I never wanted to be with you mikald24 (12/9/2007 10:45:12 PM): ok

Creepy Stuff
The Burger King The Snuggle bear Barney the Dinosaur Bratz dolls Clowns & clown dolls Boston Terriers John Carradine Waitstaff at restaurants that are extremely excited to service you Models who are way too skinny Carrot Top Tony Sinclair (Tangueray)

A C Reed To Live By !!!!
Don't underestimate your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closet to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them, life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all these days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut love out of your life by saying its impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give love; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly; and the best way to keep love is to give it wings. Don't dismiss your dreams; to be witho

Creepy Crawlin It's Way To You......
Do you have the guts for some good ghastly and gruesome olde ... CREEPY CRAWLS?!? Creepy Crawls: A Horror Fiend's Travel Guide is a hair-raisingly informative and skin-crawlingly entertaining travel guide to horror locations from film, literature, and culture & society. It will feature travel information to locations such as London, Paris, Poe's Baltimore, Lovecraft's New England, Halloween's "Haddonfield," The Texas Chainsaw Massacre's Austin, Friday the 13th's "Camp Blood," and much, much more! Featuring a foreword by "The Godfather of Gore" himself ... Herschell Gordon Lewis! Creepy Crawls was published on September 1st through Santa Monica Press and can be ordered now at Amazon.com or you can also ask for it at your local Borders, Barnes & Nobles, or similar bookseller. Buy it or BEWARE! CREEPY CRAWLS: A HORROR FIENDS TRAVEL GUIDE Paperback: 384 pages; black & white photographs Publisher: Santa Monica Press Release Date: September 1, 2006 Price: $16.95

Creepy Glossary
Please enjoy yours cruelly's "Gruesome and Ghastly Glossary of the Grotesquely Garrulous Gibberings of the Creepy-Crawling Horror Fiend !" It was to have been published at the end of Creepy Crawls but, alas, Creeps, was lost upon the editorial chopping block in the name of the book's page count. But here it is for all you boils and ghouls to enjoy ... ABATTOIR: a slaughterhouse ABHORRENT: offensive or disgusting ABERRANCE: deviating from what is normal ANTHROPOPHAGY: cannibalism APPALL: to fill with disgust or dismay ATROCIOUS: extremely bad or cruel BUTCHERMOBILE: any motor vehicle which yours cruelly is found driving CADAVERIC: of or relating to a cadaver CADAVEROUS: suggestive of a cadaver or death CARRION: dead and decaying flesh CEMETERIAL: of or related to a cemetery CHARNEL: gruesomely suggestive of death or the dead CHARNEL HOUSE: any place for the depositing of the bodies or bones of the dead; the abode of yours cruelly

Creep
When you were here before, Couldn't look you in the eye, You're just like an angel, Your skin makes me cry; You float like a feather, In a beautiful world, I wish I was special, You're so fuckin' special; But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here; I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control, I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul; I want you to notice, When I'm not around, You're so fuckin' special, I wish I was special; But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh She's running out again, She's running, She runs runs runs runs... Runs... Whatever makes you happy, Whatever you want, You're so fucking special, I wish I was special; But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here, I don't belong here...

Creed
TODAY IS THE VERY FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF MY LIFE This is the beginning of a new day. I have been given this day to use as I WILL. I can waste it... or use it for good. But what I do today is important, because I am exchanging a day of my life for it! When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever, leaving in its place something that I have traded for it. I want it to be gain, and not a loss; good and not evil; success and not failure; in order that I shall not regret the price that I have paid for it. I will give 100% of myself just for today, for you never fail until you stop trying. When you read this and share it with others, the world will be the way you have always wanted it to be, because you will be the kind of person that you have always wanted to be.

Creeped Out
its always a good idea to start discussing paranormal activity before starting an 8 hour graveyard shift at a secluded hotel. oh, well. it is 1am, and it is a full moon. its blood red and huge, making it even more weird. For the first time i wish there were annoying humans here in the lobby, or any signs of life. Instead, there are creepy noises from the ice machine.Grrr...

Creed
My creed: To love justice, to long for the right, to love mercy, to pity the suffering, to assist the weak, to forget wrongs and remember benefits, to love the truth, to be sincere, to utter honest words, to love liberty, to wage relentless war against slavery in all its forms, to love family and friend, to make a happy home, to love the beautiful in art, in nature, to cultivate the mind, to be familiar with the mighty thoughts that genius has expressed, the noble deeds of all the world; to cultivate courage and cheerfulness, to make others happy, to fill life with the splendor of generous acts, the warmth of loving words; to discard error, to destroy prejudice, to receive new truths with gladness, to cultivate hope, to see the calm beyond the storm, the dawn beyond the night, to do the best that can be done and then be resigned. This is the religion of reason, the creed of science. This satisfies the brain and the heart.

Creepy Guys
Okay. Am I the only girl who is tired of being hit on by creepy guys?! I mean I had a guy sending me pictures of his "man-hood" is was gross. And like I have people like 37 years older than me, hitting on me. Im sorry but like jesus...you can only take so much. Especially when creepy guys are wanting you to send them naked pictures or crap. Im sorry im not that kinda girl. All you creepy perverted guys need to get a life and leave me and others alone. We don't want to deal with your creepiness!!

6 Creepiest Comic Book Characters Of All Time
The 6 Creepiest Comic Book Characters of All Time By Juan Arteaga Some heroes fight for truth, justice and the American way. Some heroes fight for revenge. These guys here? These guys fight to get laid with underage girls and to make the universe a creepier place. Here are the six comic book characters sure to create an immediate urge to shower. #6. Comet the Super-Horse, from the Superman comics Creepy Because: Bestiality. Comet is Supergirl's pet horse. At first this sounds really cute, because girls love horses. Although, there is this book we once read in the Cracked offices called The Naked Ape that teaches us that girls like horses because riding them is the closest activity to non-threatening sex they can have. Not so cute anymore? Yeah, wait until you read how creepy it becomes with a stalker Super-Horse involved. You see, according to the comic, Comet was once a centaur called Biron back in ancient Greece. He was turned into a full horse by a witch, though

6 Creepiest Comic Book Characters Of All Time-p2
The 6 Creepiest Comic Book Characters of All Time By Juan Arteaga article image #3. Inner Child (Dorothy's Doll) from Doom Patrol Creepy Because: Holy shit, get that thing away from us! If the DC superhero teams were islands in the Pacific, the Justice League would be the Big Island of Hawaii, with its majestic beaches and luxurious resorts, while the Doom Patrol would be one of those islands with lepers. The Doom Patrol embrace all those superheroes who are too ugly to team up with anyone else. We don't know how something that looks like Inner Child can exist in the same planet as Superman without Superman tossing him into the sun just on general principle. Anyway, he was found by Doom Patrol member Dorothy inside a Haunted House the team was using as headquarters at the time. We guess demoniacally-possessed property is very cheap in today's market. He befriended Dorothy who, as a very hairy 16-year-old girl with the face of a chimpanzee, could use all the friends she cou

Creepy.. Some Kind Of Sign?
Ok, so for the last 3 years or so, I've been seeing the numbers 444 popping up everywhere. It never fails, I ALWAYS look at the clock at 4:44 am and pm. I can be dead asleep and I'll wake up and look over at the clock and it is always that time. I see that number everywhere. I've seen it on car tags, it's been on my receipts from the store several times and everytime I see the number I still get a chill. I had to go somewhere a few weeks ago and stand in line and they make you take a number and wait to be called. Mine was 444. I am drawn to it, I don't look for it, it looks for me it seems like. I know that sounds crazy, so tonight i did some research on numerology and such to see if there was meaning behind them and i was blown away! Ok, I'm not a religeous person, but here are a few things I found. Oh... and I am not alone, the numbers 444 haunt alot of people. I've read that alot of people believe it is a calling from God to be his desciples.. I don't know what to think... I am read

Creeps, Losers And Nuts
The bad thing about putting yourself on the Internet is that it is full of stalkers, creeps, pedophiles and losers....take this guy for instance- http://fubar.com/user/2086021 Sends me a sexually suggestive message and expects me to respond in a nice way to him. When I tell him to get lost, he starts harrassing me, when I ban him he makes new profiles and returns. I finally had to put my profile on friends only to keep this psycho away from me. Oh well I guess I got the last laugh, lol. Ladies beware of this one he is really a nut job!

A Creed To Live By
Don't determine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special. Don't set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you. Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart; cling to them as you would your life, for without them life is meaningless. Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life ONE DAY AT A TIME you live all the days of your life. Don't give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over … until the moment you stop trying. Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect; it is this fragile thread that binds us to each other. Don't be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave. Don't shut LOVE out of your life by saying it's impossible to find. The quickest way to receive LOVE is to

The Creed
I remember you I hope this message finds you well I have been making Amends for my sins and you were on the top of my list. So here it is I am sorry for the things I do for this mortal coil is much too much to bear and ascension is required for this change to take its rightful place, love and broken dreams all I ever had now the Weapon is in my hand barrel smoking, tears in my eyes, Did I do it for my country or to fulfill some sick and twisted dream. Shell casings rain down and hit the floor playing and sad, sad symphony, I come to realization that you were always there right in front of me the whole time, there to wipe the tears from my eyes clean the blood off my hands and assure me of your love. But now I am the one standing in front of all of you weapon aimed, smoking barrel, tears in my eyes, it took so many years just to realize, You were always there now your gone and I have fallen past the point of redemption in this world of lovely lies I'll bring forth all that I have

Creepy
ok so i went out for my birthday at a place called dave and busters its a restaurant and i had to go to the bathroom and since i was drinking a lil and it takes me alot to really get me drunk but i did have a nice buzzed going anyways moving along i ask where the bathrooms at after i ask 4 times since i never been to this place before when i did i did my thing i had to do and while i was taking a piss this guy next to me started looking at my dick iam not really sure what he said becuse i had my music blasting in my ear but god damn you are not suppose to check out another guys junk that is just so wrong in so many ways iam very tire of getting hit on by guys .

A Creepy Song With My Name ~shivers~
~Dani's nusery rhyme~ In that cold winter morning You can hear some voices calling They found Dani, and she was sleeping Now the voices started screaming She was laying down on the wet grass Looking vacuous at the pass She was cut in two as a doll And now her smile’s not happy at all Your hungry fingers around her neck Have brought you nothing more than pain But now there’s no turning back You see Dani’s eyes will never shine again Dani can’t walk, Dani can’t breath Dani can’t talk, Dani can’t weep Dani can just smile, yes She can smile until her ears They said Dani was so good May they have not understood? Her white flower was so pure But somebody’s found the cure She was laying down on the wet grass Looking vacuous at the pass She was cut in two as a doll And now her smile’s not happy at all Your hungry fingers around her neck Have brought you nothing more than pain But now there’s no turning back You see Dani’s eyes will never shine again D

Creep Show
Creep Show, fuck hoes locked in the basement and when I'm bored I putin their ass in the pavement. Love shit girl this is a fucking enslavement and you ain't never get out of this cave ment for the two of us. Trust you hell I just fucked you. Grow up get a plan understand? Are you still bitter that I'm fucking my hand? Yes I'd rather be fucking alone than have to stiffle my vommit cause you want to bone. It isn't you nah it's a definate me I'm one twisted ity bity little fucked up freak. And I'm off the leash you tried to put me on wouldn't dream of fucking without a condom on. Some people hate me but always they bait me. Wish you could fuck me not worthy to suck me. Come at me with weapons if your darin to threaten. Don't try to trash me cause I will bash you.

Creed - One Last Breath
Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down I'm looking down now that it's over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out heaven save me But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there's something left for me So please come stay with me 'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking

Creepozoid
Ugh, ever since I've determined that my workplace is haunted I'm creeped out a lil. I hate looking to the left and seeing the dark woods and a parking lot. But its my netz time, since i'm fuckin bored and do not feel like doing anything productive.

Creeping Death
i used to think i had the strength to live, but i know now i don't. i think about my death as it were a current event. i live in the moment, thinking tommorrow will be my last day on this dreadful world. yet, i seem to lost my urge to live life like i always say everyone to do. i don't know if i have the strength to fight death. it seems to come creeping behind me everyday, and so fast it comes. each and everyday i am fighting to live the life that was meant for me. they tell me that my life has helped many but i seem to not know who it has helped. how can anyone benefit from my living life? i wished i knew the answers to the questions racking my mind in my wake and in my sleep. what could i leave this world, when i leave? a answer to lifes many questions? a cure? a lending hand to a hopeless soul? or would they be better off if i was never born?

The Creed
Pagan Creed I am Pagan and I dedicate myself to channeling the spiritual energy of my inner self to help and to heal myself and those around me. I know that I am a part of the whole of nature. May I grow in understanding of the unity of all nature. May I always walk in balance. May I always be mindful of the diversity of nature as well as it's unity and may I always be tolerant of those whose race, appearance, sex, sexual preference, culture and other ways differ from my own. May I use psychic powers wisely and never for aggression or for malevolent purposes. May I never direct it to curtail the free will of another. May I always be mindful that I create my own destiny and reality, and that I have the power within me to create positivity in my life. May I always act in honorable ways: being honest with myself and others, keeping my word whenever I have given it, fulfilling all responsibilities and commitments I have taken on to the best of my ability. May I

Creep With A Killa
Creep With A KillaCreep Creep With A KillaCreep Creep With A Killa NowSmoke Smoke With A KillaSmoke Smoke With A KillaSmoke Smoke With A Killa NowCreep With A KillaCreep Creep With A KillaCreep Creep With A Killa NowSmoke Smoke With A KillaSmoke Smoke With A KillaSmoke Smoke With A Killa NowI'm Puffin' On The Cherry Blunt To The Sound of This SickB I'm Tokin' And I'm Chokin' On This Albucrazy Bomb WeedCigarettes Next To Me To Add That Ten Percent HighI've Got Dead Bodies On My Ceiling Blood Drips From Their EyesWe Smokin' And Chokin' And We Be Killin' On The DailyEyes Blood Red And Glazy And The Room's All Grey And HazyThe Smells Amazing Us Wicked Killas Always Blazin'Green Blood Dried Up In Blood That's The shit That's The Shit That Gets Our Hearts RacingSo Sit Back And Chill As We Take You Through This FazeWe Roll 'Em Up Tight As We Creep In The Night So Just Roll Up Your Blunts And Blazed And SayCreep With A KillaCreep Creep With A KillaCreep Creep With A Killa NowSmoke Smoke With A

Creepy Wanta Be's
A few months ago this customer asked for my phone number. I refused the first few times and then finally deciding that after a few times of seeing him thouhg work that it would be ok. Well was I ever wrong about that. This dude made being sick a good thing fo me cause when he called I was sleeping due to the flu. Well I guess I should have heard the phone while sleeping and attended to his very needy self at the very moment. I never did hear the phone and very happy about it now. Anyways he called a few days later asking why I have didn't answer the phone and I told him I had been sleeping all day due to the flu. His response was that I should have known I was going to be sick and sleeping and should have infomed him. I do not have his number and only had seen him at work. Well I ended up hanging up on him due to his BS about how I should have answered the phone to let him know. A few minuites later the text messages start, fisst one stating how immature I am and so on. Af

Creepy Old .....
So there is this boy living with his dad. In the park I and my fam reside. Who has taken great intrest in my boy. claiming that there "friends". My boy tells me that he just follows him n his friends around. Talking with my son n his Real friend, an looking at the F.B.I.'s website, this person has shown sighns of predietory grooming traits. I also need to say that my boy was 14 when we moved in, now he is 16. I have told my boy n his real friend that this man, who's now 36, is bad news! And if he comes tword them, to run back home. So that we will call the cops an file a restraining order. GRRRR

Creeping Into The Night Shift
I have been pushing to get the over night postion because it is 7 days on/ 7 days off..12 hour shifts..but it squeezes 2 weeks into one!! perfect for someone that wants to live;) this is my week off..it ends this Sunday..Monday will be day one of seven. So if your trying to figure out when I can come and play..now you know:)If you dont have my number message me, you know who im talking to;)

Creepy People
I can't believe that I finally have come to the conclusion that it isn't safe to take my children to the park without my husband along anymore. We live in an area that is, to quote a friend of mine, " the buckle of the bible belt" To most that would seem SAFE for the most part. Sure we have crime, but not as much as a very large city like Birmingham or Huntsville. In fact this city that I have an address in, (Hanceville, even though I don't actually live inside the city) just recently voted on whether or not to got "WET" For you Yankee's that means that the entire county is DRY, you cannot buy alcohol in this county at all, you have to drive about 50 miles to do that. If you are caught with more than the legal amount for one person allowed in your vehicle you go to JAIL! The vote DID NOT pass, by the way...the city is still DRY. Each individual city, once large enough, may choose to vote for Wet/Dry. It has not passed anywhere in this county, yet. So, my point is this .... The w

The Creek
The water runs deep as it flows across the creek the sound of silence lets the frogs croak at dawn the fallen leaves float down as the autumn draws near the moon shines bright on the creeks waters The wind whispers as a cold chill hits as a doe and fawn approaches the field the trees wave as the cat tales sway the creek makes them all in one Writtin by Kat Buske/Richardson

Creed - With Arms Wide Open
"With Arms Wide Open" Well I just heard the news today It seems my life is going to change I closed my eyes, begin to pray Then tears of joy stream down my face With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open With arms wide open Well I don't know if I'm ready To be the man I have to be I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side We stand in awe, we've created life With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open Now everything has changed I'll show you love I'll show you everything With arms wide open With arms wide open I'll show you everything ...oh yeah With arms wide open..wide open [Guitar Break] If I had just one wish Only one demand I hope he's not like me I hope he understands That he can take this life And hold it by the hand And he can greet the world With arms wide open... With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to t

Creed - My Own Prison
A court is in session, a verdict is in No appeal on the docket today Just my own sin The walls are cold and pale The cage made of steel Screams fill the room Alone I drop and kneel Silence now the sound My breath the only motion around Demons cluttering around My face showing no emotion Shackled by my sentence Expecting no return Here there is no penance My skin begins to burn (And I said oh) So I held my head up high Hiding hate that burns inside Which only fuels their selfish pride (And I said oh) We're all held captive Out from the sun A sun that shines on only some We the meek are all in one I hear a thunder in the distance See a vision of a cross I feel the pain that was given On that sad day of loss A lion roars in the darkness Only he holds the key A light to free me from my burden And grant me life eternally Should have been dead On a Sunday morning Banging my head No time for mourning Ain't got no time (And I said oh) So I held my head up high Hiding hate that burns inside

Creed - My Sacrifice
Hello my friend, we meet againIt's been awhile, where should we begin?Feels like foreverWithin my heart are memoriesOf perfect love that you gave to meOh, I remember When you are with me, I'm freeI'm careless, I believeAbove all the others we'll flyThis brings tears to my eyesMy sacrificeWe've seen our share of ups and downsOh how quickly life can turn aroundIn an instantIt feels so good to reuniteWithin yourself and within your mind Let's find peace thereWhen you are with me, I'm freeI'm careless, I believeAbove all the others we'll flyThis brings tears to my eyesMy sacrificeI just want to say hello againI just want to say hello againWhen you are with me I'm freeI'm careless, I believeAbove all the others we'll flyThis brings tears to my eyesCause when you are with me I am freeI'm careless, I believeAbove all the others we'll flyThis brings tears to my eyesMy sacrifice, My sacrificeI just want to say hello againI just want to say hello againMy sacrifice.

Creed
I can't find the rhyme in all my reason I've lost sense of time and all seasons I feel I've been beaten down By the words of men who have no grounds I can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom When your ax has cut the roots that feed them Forked tongues in bitter mouths Can drive a man to bleed from inside out What if you did? What if you lied? What if I avenge? What if eye for an eye? I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind Human pride sings a vengeful song Inspired by the times you've been walked on My stage is shared by many millions Who lift their hands up high because they feel this We are one We are strong The more you hold us down the more we press on What if you did? What if you lied? What if I avenge? What if eye for an eye? I know I can't hold the hate inside my mind 'Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life So I'll just ask a question What if? What if your words could be judged like a crime?

A Creed To Live By
Don't undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.It is because we are different that each of us is special.Don't set your goals by what other people deem important.Only you know what is best for you.Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart.Cling to them as you would your life, for without them life ismeaningless.Don't let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past orfor the future.By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of yourlife.Don't give up when you still have something to give.Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect.It is this fragile thread that binds us to each other.Don't be afraid to encounter risks.It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find.The quickest way to receive love is to give love.The fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly;and the best way to kee

Creep
I'm somewhere between the paradoxical dream of unending happy thoughts twisted grins and the rank and file march of work, worship, mediocre, and being and an eternity of that terrifying gap of nothing between sleep and wake that jolt of oblivion... That's the horror you don't know. The one you don't hear about in dime novels and survivor accounts. There's no dark tunnel toward a light. You're simply jerked from one state to another without your will, without your intervention. It simply does. It simply is, without malice, or awareness. I've felt that brief eternity now, some dozen times. The hole the edge of my understanding colliding with my humanity my being my not seems to only get wider. And the call of the void only seems to get louder. It is not to stumble to fall to be dragged but rather it is to jump. Perhaps I'm waiting to fill that void though I know it to only want for one thing.

Creep (a Poem For A Creep)
Paul oh paul, Oh What shall we do, Really now what can we do. With your lonely Soul upon our couch, Beg for food, for company,Is all you ever do, Sit in the shadows,Surrounded by rat's, Darkness & despair, Fuck you my so called friend,Your slowly but surely bring me to an end, Your constant visit's your constant presence, I would gladly hope you like a gun, The ever so sudden bang of blast to the head, You may shiver, you may well scream,God doesn't give mercy that easy, You crossed my path & entered my domain, Flipped a switch pullled my wire's, Poured salt in my wound's, Leave's you to rot for all I could care, Dominoe effect ... You have just started, My pulse is fast, blood pressure high, No more note's read, Straight in the fire,You really get my nerve's on edge, You do not belong!

Creeper Of The Week 9-5-2012
Thanks to a friend who brought this person to my attention. While the charge is from 1978 and this person is Tier 2 offender, it is still probably safest to be wary especially if you have children in your folder.

The Creepers
The Creepers by Kenneth Matlock on Friday, September 28, 2012 at 7:36pm I hear the creepers crawling just beneath the floor You can always hear them clawing; always wanting more Sometimes you can see them if you let them out You can make them big and strong feeding on your doubt Though the man keeps them at bay from atop the stairs He checks by from time to time seeing how it fairs You can smile in the light, but darkness comes once more Then again the creepers come slinking through the floor How do they always get inside How do they always win Perhaps it's all the times I've lied Perhaps it's my every sin I do know this for sure I know it through and through Be mindful of the creepers... In everything you do.

The 3 Creepiest Facts About The Real Santa Claus
The 3 Creepiest Facts About the Real Santa Claus By:Reuben Glaser 12-22-2012 12,321 views Add to Favorites We're all aware that Santa Claus is based on the very real St. Nicholas of Myra, correct? He was a 5-foot-tall Greek guy with a broken nose, he lived in modern-day Turkey around A.D. 200 to 300 and he was renowned for his generosity, his kindness to children, and generally behaving like the reigning champion of a hobo bare-knuckle boxing league. "I wish you a knuckle sandwich, and a happy throat-punch." But time warps all, of course. The Santa Claus we know nowadays is a stout, lily-white guy in a bizarre velvet suit who's loved by children for enslaving hundreds of Legolas' cousins. And truth be told, all St. Nick and Santa Claus have in common these days is the white beard. #3. St. Nick Was a Rowdy Bastard Yes, the real Santa was truly a rough-and-tumble son of a bitch. His exploits may have been embellished over the years, but the guy was constantly i

A Creed To Give Strength To Abuse Victims
THIS IS A CREED WHICH I READ BY SOMEONE ON MY FACEBOOK PAGE, I THOUGHT IT WOULD PROVIDE STRENGTH TO SOMEONE WHO WAS ABUSED LIKE MYSELF. HERE IT IS.... I am not a victim of abuse, I am a survivor. You will not control my life, my life is mine. You have hurt me, but have not broken me. My destiny is in my hands, though you tried to take it with yours. I will not be defeated, for defeat is not an option. I deserve to be happy, and I will be. I deserve to be loved and I am. I have hope, though you tried to shatter it. I have faith, my faith is unshakable. My revenge, is the life I live. In victory, I take away your power! I have arrived, from my life, you depart!

Creeeper !! Call Him
http://fubar.com/8650340 Are you single I been working a lot Call me Jason please 205-381-8733 see I'm not that far from you birmingham you are so cute and sexy after 2 inboxes a denied fu propsal he still sends his number

The Creeper An Open Letter To My X
Dear Bryan,(emt4u,redneck emt ,and whatever cute name you want to go by) you try to make me look crazy. like a stalker ect. far from it when i have you blocked .but you are getting quite the name for yourself on here. are you going for the creeper of the decade award? the women are catching on. you are sick and need help. you really need intensive counseling. everything you always said you arnt is what you are. you are a user ,abuser,liar and creep. you have learned how to tell women what they want to hear. and make all of your exs sound crazy. i am one so is etura and even danielle. you cheated so many times and lie so much you dont have any grasp of reality. you just leave broken hearts and shattered dreams in your wake. you will never be happy or satisfied. when life gets hard you run up the bills and leave. you havent had a steady job in years, for some reason you get fired from all of them. real men dont cheat they fix what is broken . you run. your reputation is crap. you had fr

Creeping Exes
Why is it that, even if you haven't been with someone in years, they still think it is ok to creep on your page? Seriously, before my other account was hacked, I had to block an ex because he kept creeping on my page. Just about every other day, when I checked the 'who viewed me' column, his photo was there. When I blocked him, he started using a friend's account to creep on me. First off, we have been broken up over 6 yrs - it is none of his damned business what I'm doing or who I'm doing it with. Second, he went around telling anyone who would listen - he even blogged about it - how sweet - NOT! That I was a crazy psycho bitch who couldn't accept that I'd been dumped. Being crazy psycho had nothing to do with it - wanting answers and wanting my stuff back did. ON some level he felt that it was perfectly acceptable to not give me any answers - it's ok though, I found out my answers later - and that he hang on to my stuff - none of which would have fit him or his new girlfriend! I wa

Creeper Tech
So I got an Android tablet. I use Google for a lot of things. E-mail, address book, searches, blogger, Google +, YouTube, Hangouts for chatting, Chrome for browsing... a lot of things. Up until the day I finally bought the Google Nexus 7 tablet, I'd seen ads for it on various websites. I spent a lot of time on the Nexus site and a few others, confirming I'd made the right choice, but I never saw ads for the other tablets. The second I registered that I was a new Nexus 7 owner by logging into it via my Google account... the ads stopped showing up on those pages. I have friends in a band called SOS who are playing this evening. I just got a message that to see them at their starting time of 10pm that I should leave now. There was a notification, a map to the venue and estimated time to get there. I never even accepted the facebook invite they sent me. In fact, I never actually opened the email. Google knew. Monday I'm staying in a hotel in Terre Haute, Indiana. 25 miles from the c

Creightons Justice
so for those of you that know me well. jim had an appeal open and we have been waiting to hear for awhile the decision. well we got the decision today, his appeal got denied. so til he appeals to the next highest court he is still in there for 29 more years. today couldnt get any better knowing he is stayin in prison. thanks for all your thoughts and prayers they have obviously helped. luv ya all.

Creighton
well i guess i should clarify why it is so great this guy is stayin in prison. some of my friends that dont know what is going on are reading my blogs which is great just need to let you all know what is going on. on feb 29 of 2004 my 20 month old son was killed by a guy that was watching him. in september of 2006 he was sentenced to 30 years in prison and immediately filed an appeal. so yes the notice the appeal got denied is great news. he killed my son and he needs to suffer for the rest of his life. ihope this lets ppl know more of what is going on.

Creme Brulee With Spice Rum
Serves 6 2 cups coffee creamer (the recipe called for this, but I think you should be able to substitute real cream) 1 tbsp cornstarch 2 tsp flour 1/2 cup sugar 3 eggs yolks 1 egg 2 tbsp spiced rum 2 tsp vanilla extract 1/8 tsp salt 1 tbsp brown sugar 3 tbsp sugar 1 can (14 oz.) sweetened condensed milk 1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. You will need six 5-ounce ramekins. Place them in a shallow baking dish or roasting pan, leaving space between them. 2. In a small saucepan combine creamer, cornstarch and flour; whisk together until dissolved. Cook over medium-high heat, stirring constantly with a wooden spoon to prevent scorching, until mixture thickens and coats the back of the spoon. It should be the consistency of heavy cream. Remove from heat and cool for 10 minutes. 3. In a medium-size bowl combine sugar, egg yolks, whole egg, rum, vanilla and salt. Whisk together until smooth, then whisk in the condensed milk and cooled creamer mixture. Be careful no

Cremated Husband
CREMATED HUSBAND Martha recently lost her husband. She had him cremated and brought his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out on the patio table. Then, while tracing her fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him. "Herman, you know that fur coat you promised me? I bought it with the insurance money!" She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said, “Herman, remember that new car you promised me? Well, I also bought it with the insurance money! " Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing her fingers in the ashes she said, "Herman, that emerald necklace you promised me? Bought it too, with the insurance money! Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said, "Herman, remember that blow job I promised you? ........Here it comes!

Cremation Of Sam Mcgee
by Robert W. Service There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated Sam McGee Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows. He was always cold but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell; Though he'd often say in his homely way that he'd sooner live in Hell. On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail. Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail. If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see, It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee. And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow, And the dogs w

The Cremated Husband
Martha recently lost her husband. She had him cremated and brought his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out on the patio table. Then, while tracing her fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him. "Herman, you know that dishwasher you promised me? I bought it with the insurance money!" She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said, "Herman, remember that car you promised me? Well, I also bought it with the insurance money!" Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing her fingers in the ashes she said, "Herman, that diamond ring you promised me? Bought it too, with the insurance money!" Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said, "Herman, remember that blow job I promised you?" "Here it comes."

The Cremated Husband Roflmao!!!
The Cremated Husband Martha recently lost her husband. She had him cremated Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out On the Patio table. Then, while tracing her fingers in the ashes, she Started talking to him.... "Herman, you know that dishwasher you promised me? I Bought it with the insurance money!" She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the Ashes then said, "Herman, remember that car you Promised me? Well, I also bought it with the insurance Money!" Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing Her fingers in the ashes she said, "Herman, that Diamond ring you promised me? Bought it too, with the Insurance money!" Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, She Said, "Herman, remember that blow j ob I promised you?" Here it comes...

Cremated Husband
Martha recently lost her husband. She had him cremated and brought his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out on the patio table. Then, while tracing her fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him...."Bob, you know that dishwasher you promised me? I bought it with the insurance money. She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said, "Bob, remember that car you promised me? Well, I also bought it with the insurance money!" Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing her fingers in the ashes she said, "Bob, that diamond ring you promised me? Bought it too, with the insurance money!" Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, She said, "Bob, remember that blow job I promised you?" "Here it comes."

Cremson Shadows
Crimson Shadows in the shadows of the rose I lie i want you; i desire to lure you in with my fragrance and so i shall and you can't resist my vivid petals i can resist your gaze but you cannot resist mine i can give you your every desire - but once your energy is mine, there will be nothing

Creole Cornbread Stuffing
"Chock full of spices that really make this stuff sing. This is enough for one turkey." Original recipe yield: 10 cups. Servings: 20 (change) INGREDIENTS: * 2 cups unbleached all-purpose flour * 2 cups stone ground cornmeal * 2 tablespoons baking powder * 1 teaspoon salt * 4 tablespoons white sugar * 5 eggs, beaten * 6 tablespoons butter, melted * 3 cups buttermilk * 2 tablespoons salt * 2 teaspoons ground white pepper * 2 teaspoons ground black pepper * 2 teaspoons cayenne pepper * 2 teaspoons onion powder * 4 teaspoons dried oregano * 2 teaspoons dried thyme * 6 tablespoons chopped fresh basil * 4 bay leaves * 1 cup minced onion * 1 cup chopped green onions * 1 cup chopped parsley * 2 cups chopped red bell pepper * 2 green chile peppers, chopped * 2 tablespoons minced garlic * 1 cup butter * 2 cups chicken broth * 1 tablespoon hot pepper sauc

Creole Dirty Rice
Creole Dirty Rice PREP TIME: 1 Hour SERVES: 6-8 COMMENT: This dish is much better known in New Orleans than in the bayous. The name dirty rice was given to the dish because of its dark color, once the liver and giblets are added. It is truly a unique Creole dish and definitely worth trying. INGREDIENTS: · 1/2 pound chicken giblets · 1/2 pound chicken livers · 1/2 cup melted butter · 1 cup diced onions · 1 cup diced celery · 1 cup diced bell pepper · 2 tbsp diced garlic · 1 cup chicken stock · 6 cups cooked rice · 1/2 cup sliced green onions · 1/2 cup chopped parsley · Salt and cracked black pepper to taste METHOD: In a small saucepot, poach chicken giblets in lightly salted water until tender, approximately 45 minutes. Once cooked, remove and cool. Using a sharp paring knife, chop the giblets into tiny pieces, removing all tough membrane. Set aside and reserve poaching liquid. In a large heavy-bottomed sauté pan, heat butter over medium high heat. S

Creole Roast Beef (po-boy Anyone?)
1 beef shoulder roast, about 5 pounds 1/4 pound piece of salt pork, sliced into 1/4-inch strips 6 to 8 cloves garlic, minced 3 cups minced onion 1 tablespooon salt 1 teaspoon black pepper 1 tablespoon Creole seasoning blend 1/4 cup lard, bacon drippings or solid shortening 6 carrots, diced 6 ribs celery, sliced 1 tablespoon minced parsley 2 to 3 sprigs fresh thyme 1 bottle good red wine 2 beef marrow bones 2 quarts beef stock Cut a pattern of incisions across the top of the roast every couple of inches, each long and deep enough to hold a slice of salt pork. Combine half the garlic, 1 cup of the onion (mince this finely), 1/2 teaspoon of the salt, and 1/2 teaspoon of the black pepper, and push this mixture into the slits you've made for the salt pork. Press salt pork into the beef and tie it securely, trying to make the shape of the roast as even as possible for even cooking. In a pot broad and deep enough to hold the roast with room to spare for all the braising li

Creole Cornbread Stuffing
2 cups unbleached all-purpose flour 2 cups stone ground cornmeal 2 tablespoons baking powder 1 teaspoon salt 4 tablespoons white sugar 5 eggs, beaten 6 tablespoons butter, melted 3 cups buttermilk 2 tablespoons salt 2 teaspoons ground black pepper 2 teaspoons cayenne pepper 2 teaspoons onion powder 4 teaspoons dried oregano 2 teaspoons dried thyme 6 tablespoons chopped fresh basil 4 bay leaves 1 cup minced onion 1 cup chopped green onions 1 cup chopped parsley 2 cups chopped red bell pepper 2 green chile peppers, chopped 2 tablespoons minced garlic 1 cup butter 2 cups chicken broth 1 tablespoon hot pepper sauce 2 cups evaporated milk 7 eggs, beaten To Make Cornbread: Preheat oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C). Butter a 13x9 inch pan. Combine the flour, cornmeal, baking powder, 1 teaspoon salt, and sugar, and mix well. Combine the 5 eggs, 6 tablespoons melted butter, and buttermilk. Add wet to dry while mixing on low with a mixer. Mix just until n

Creole Pork Chops
INGREDIENTS: * 2 tablespoons vegetable oil or shortening * 4 center-cut loin pork chops * 4 tablespoons flour, seasoned with salt, pepper, and paprika * 1 cup water or chicken broth * 1/4 cup chopped green bell pepper * 1/2 cup chopped onion * 1/4 cup thinly sliced green onion tops * 1/4 cup chopped celery * dash cayenne pepper * salt and pepper to taste * bay leaf PREPARATION: Heat oil in a heavy skillet over medium heat. Dredge pork chops in seasoned flour and brown both sides in the hot fat. Pour in 1 cup of water or broth; add remaining ingredients. Cover and simmer until pork is cooked through, about 15 to 20 minutes.Remove bay leaf. Serves 4.

Creole Crab
Creole Crab Recipe By : Serving Size : 8 Preparation Time :0:00 Categories : Fish Seafood Amount Measure Ingredient -- Preparation Method -------- ------------ -------------------------------- ***** NONE ***** 1 c Mushrooms,sliced 2 tb Butter or margarine 2 tb Onion,chopped 1/2 Garlic clove,pressed 2 c Tomatoes,canned,drained Salt to taste Black pepper to taste 2/3 c Cream or half-and-half 1 tb Flour,all-purpose 2 tb Pimiento,diced 2 tb Red pepper,minced 1 lb Crabmeat,lump,picked over Rice,hot cooked Pastry shells 1. In heavy skillet, saute mushrooms in half the butter; remove and reserve. 2. In same skillet, melt remaining butter; saute onion and garlic until soft. 3. Add tomatoes and season to taste. 4. Stir in cream and flour, mixing until smooth; cook, stirring, until mi

Crepes, Suzette??
lol.... While growing up, my Mom and I were well known crepe preparers for various events that she hosted. We learned how to make hundreds of crepes and freeze them such that all it took was a moment to heat them up after they had thawed out. I don't think I have found an interesting recipe for crepes; I do know that I have lost the recipe that my Mom and I had used. Here is a BEER-BATTER CREPES recipe that I found in Rachel Ray's magazine (Nov 2006 issue): BEER BATTER CREPES MAKES 24 CREPES PREP TIME 15 min (plus resting) COOK TIME 35 min 6 large eggs 2 cups milk 2 cups lager beer (16 ounces), such as Stella Artois 4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted, plus 1/2 teaspoon for the pan 3-1/2 cups flour 2 pinches salt 1. In a large bowl, whisk the eggs until combined. Whisk in the milk, beer and melted butter. Scatter the flour and salt over the mixture and whisk until smooth, about 2 minutes (the batter should be the consistency of heavy cream). Cov

Crescendo
Tongues tease amidst feverish breath Rushing in and out of mouths so wet Steady hands are trembling now Snaking down naked limbs Fingers probing, reaching Making breaths stop, voices moan Tender breast and wicked tongue Gasps of pleasure from woman unknown Then moans from both As probing mouths seek nether regions And bodies twine and press together A shift and then they find themselves Forming unknowningly all positions of the Kama Sutra as they seek Only the pleasure of that massive rush The orgasm they seek as they come together Moaning words of pleasure in passionate tongues Reaching that perfect crescendo To cry and shiver until they fall Quiescent and fulfilled Bodies still entwined.

The Cresendo
During every good play or story the is always a dilemma that must be met head on with force. Well, I think I may have reached my climax here. Details are sketchy at best but the most I can say is I have a life changing descion coming up and I am terrified of the outcome.

Crescendo Of Thoughts - Andromeda
Opened wide, eyes to see, Within, beyond and behind Faces never seen, My mind is expiring, beyond all limits Impulses and thoughts torn into meaningless words The darkest of demons are hidden behind the happiest faces I wear the mask of fear Impulses and thoughts torn into meaningless words stained on this paper, like the liquid of life from a slit wrist I have nothing to say, yet I desperately search searching for the shadows of mine yet undiscovered, hidden within Opened wide, eyes to see, Within, beyond and behind Faces never seen I have nothing to say, yet I desperately search searching for the shadows of mine yet undiscovered, hidden within Impulses and thoughts torn into meaningless words stained on this paper, like the liquid of life from a slit wrist

Crescent Hotel
The Crescent Hotel and Spa, sometimes called “The Grand Old Lady of the Ozarks” is located in Eureka Springs, near Beaver Lake in northwestern Arkansas. Designed by architect Isaac L. Taylor, the hotel was built atop West Mountain between 1884 and 1886. Eureka Springs was well known for the “healing waters” that flowed from the nearby mountain springs. It became so popular that in the late 1880’s, the Frisco Railroad built a special line to it. The Crescent Hotel was built to accommodate the many visitors to the area. Billed as “America’s most luxurious resort hotel,” it was built with all the finest modern conveniences. While the hotel was under construction, “Michael,” an Irish stonemason fell from the roof and died from his injuries. His body landed right on the spot where room 218 was being built. Room 218 soon became one of the “hot spots” of paranormal activity. Guests of the Crescent Hotel have called it, “the most haunted place in the Ozark Mountain region.

Crescendoes Of Love
Crescendoes of Love by LateNiteFantasy© Heavenly whispers, wrapped in a gentle breeze, paint the plains, hillocks and deep valleys of naked ivory, flawlessly dressed in velvet beauty and silken skin. Lips glistening in the starry light cherry-red and full and hot tonight, closing gently over that pillar of might, slowly claiming that sword's delight. Fluid stabs drive the weapon home, through the arches and under the dome. Down the tunnel, seeking the womb, quivering, encased and entombed. Cries erupt, bodies fiercely sway, voices soaring far away. Crescendos of love for all to hear, telling them ecstasy is near. Lightning thrashes the sky - their bodies trembling lie. Hurt so Good...cherries are such a delight

Crescent Honey Sticky Buns
CRESCENT HONEY STICKY BUNS 5 tablespoons butter 2/3 cup powdered sugar 1/2 cup chopped nuts 3 tablespoons honey 1-2 teaspoons vanilla 2 (8 oz) can crescent rolls Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Melt butter, remove from heat, stir in sugar, nuts, honey and vanilla. Spoon scant tablespoon in each of 16 deep muffin cups. Do not unroll crescents. Cut each roll into 4 oarts lengthwise, then crosswise. Place cut side down over over mixture. Bake 15 to 29 minutes. Turn on cooling rack immediately.

Crescent Star Love
Crescent coat that you wear Till death that you had swear Thickness that is not easily tear Caution and always prepared Promises we had declared Feelings we had shared Extreme extend, to be a pair Secret bonds, publicly unaware The world has been unfair Judging with cold stares A love that is rare Leaving only a messy affair Bloodsheds placed everywhere Leaving me hopeless and despair Nightmare couldn't even compare Crimson dust fills the air Wearing my star coat with six pockets I still hold on your heirloom locket Would you cover me up with a jacket And take me away to another planet?

Crescendo
Based on a dream I had last night. -------- Teeth at his jaw, tongue on his flesh, she writhes atop him, feral and hungry and urgent. Hips grind and squirm downwards, warm silky flesh swallowing whole instant by instant... Mouths meet, velvet caresses turning to bites, nibbles, tugs and pulls, lips yanked at hard enough to make the tingles linger long after mouths seperate, seeking other flesh to delight and torment. Hands scratch down her back; his nails aren't as long as hers, but they still leave their mark, and she arches her spine, offering. His greedy gaze absorbs the swell of her breasts, the shift and sway of them as his hands settle upon her hips, fingers digging in hard. He grips, lifting her, holding her up, growling as she half-collapses onto him, face pushing hard into the hollow of his neck. Panting, her soft wet little tongue tickles at his skin as he buries himself into her fervently. The moment changes and stays the same: frantic, urgent, each wet, le

Crescent Moon Rising
It's on the darkest night after a silent day that love begins to turn cold and hate comes out to play I can only hope that this pain will subside I know that my love is true I want you by my side but I can't think of joy just these tears that I cry Maybe all this shows is that my heart is just a lie there's something in the air right now something's just not right because it's whispering that I should be alone tonight I only hope you can understand and forgive me for all my strife my only goal right now is to find some joy in my life Because in the end I'll set things right I'll be open to all and my heart will see the light But tonight my dear the air is thick with pain I have these tears to cry and demons to be slain So I just beg you to understand I don't wish to live a lie So spend some time on your own and leave me here to cry

Cresting
"Cresting i need youto silence mewith a kiss, a caresswhen i can scarcely catch my breathbeneath that mist of salty sweatbeading down my marbled breastglistening like those briny bubblescreasting on the wavesi need youto save mewith a candle with a flamelet me tremble 'neath the painlet me wriggle like a rattlesnakesliding down beneath the wakethat valleys 'twixt the extasycreasting on the wavesi need youto enslave mewith a whisper, with a whiplet it blister, let it riplet it whistle til i slipalong the briny bubblescreasting on the waves poet

A Crevis To Cry In
I have found myself back into my hole again, Away from prying eyes, I weep, drowned in sorrow. Nothing can save me from this, Time doesn’t heal all wounds. Some wounds never heal, They bleed and fester, Till you are apart of it. Pain becomes your friend, Sorrow your companion. All alone now, No one to wipe my teary eyes, No kiss of assurance. I’m lonely, I hurt, I want this pain to go away. But it won’t. It never really does. I long for the numbness I once knew, But I can’t find it. You washed it away, And now I long for it desperately. I can’t get you out of my head, Your face is burned into my memory, Your voice is the only one that soothes. I will never be again, You’re so far away, I can’t find you anymore. Saralynne Fox

Crew Chief Humor
You've ever slept on the concrete under a wing. You never go anywhere without your red and black pencils and your line badge,including church. You've ever wished your jet would drop a mk-84 on Saddam Hussein's house. You've ever said "oh yes sir, it's supposed to look like that." You know what a pointy head is. You know what an R&I trailer is. You consider 'moly b' fingerprints on food an 'acquired taste'. You've ever sucked lox to cure a hangover. You know what jet fuel tastes like. You've ever used a grease pencil to fix an You have a better benchstock in the pockets of your coveralls than the squadron can supply you. You've ever used a piece of safety wire as a tooth pick. You've ever had to say "my boots are still black!" Someone has tackled you right before you cuss the squadron commander out over the radio. You refer to a pilot as a "control stick actuator." You've ever been duct taped to a towbar and dowsed with pet an

Crew Chiefs Suspended & More
this was in the news today... I put my 2 cents in at the bottom >>> By JENNA FRYER, AP Auto Racing Writer DAYTONA BEACH, Fla. - NASCAR vowed last summer to crack down on cheaters, pledging to toughen penalties in a sport where bending the rules is as common as banging bumpers. Officials made good on that promise Tuesday. NASCAR suspended the crew chiefs for Matt Kenseth, Kasey Kahne, Scott Riggs and Elliott Sadler and docked all four drivers points before the season-opening Daytona 500 — its strongest statement to date on cheating. All four cars failed qualifying inspection, and a fifth, Michael Waltrip's startup Toyota Camry, faces additional penalties that could be even more severe. "It's obvious that we've ramped up our penalties and we're going to get people's attention," competition director Robin Pemberton said. "We're going to grab this one by the horns." Robbie Reiser, crew chief for Kenseth, and Kenny Francis, crew chief for Kahne, were suspended four rac

The Crew
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Crewchiefs
Crewchiefs (A.K.A. Aircraft Mechanics) AS SEEN BY THE 11th AIR FORCE: A drunken, brawling, truck-stealing, woman-corrupting liar with a reflective belt, Casio watch and a pearl-handled .38 revolver. AS SEEN BY HIMSELF: A tall, handsome, highly trained professional killer, gentleman idol to women, with a reflective belt, wearing a pearl-handled .38 revolver, who is always on time due to the reliability of his Casio watch. AS SEEN BY HIS WOMAN: A stinking male chauvinist pig who staggers into town about once a year or so with his B-4 bag full of dirty underwear and fornication on his mind. AS SEEN BY HIS COMMANDER: A fine specimen of a drunken, brawling, truck-stealing, woman-corrupting liar with a reflective belt, Casio watch and a pearl-handled .38 revolver. AS SEEN BY THE DEPARTMENT OF THE AIR FORCE: An over paid, over ranked, tax burden who is indispensable because he has volunteered to go anywhere and do anything as long as he can booze it up, brawl, steal trucks,

Crews
i AM NOT TRYING TO START MY OWN CREW. i PUT BUNNY IN MY NAME BECAUSE I LIKE PLAYBOY BUNNY SHIT I AM A FREAK WITH IT. HAZEL AND I DID HAVE A SISTER LUONGE CALLED THE PLAYGIRLZ BUT THAT WAS JUST FOR FUN. I AM TRUE TO MY DB CREW AND DO NOT WANT TO START MY OWN THING AT ALL. I AM SORRY I SUGGESTED IT. PLEASE DONT PUT BUNNY IN YOUR NAME. PLAYGIRLZ IS CLOSED NOW. I LOVE YOU ALL AND I'M NO TMAD AT ANYBODY. I HOPE YOU ALL UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING AND ARNT MAD AT ME OR HAVE ILL FEELINGS TOWARDS ME. I AM STILL ONE THE DB'S AND WILL BE FOR LIFE. AND I KNOW SOME OF YOU DONT LIKE ME ANYWAY BUT THATS OK YOU DON HAVE TO. THE DB'S ARE MY FAMILY AND THAT IS REAL. LOVE YOU ALL!!! FEEL FREE TO COMMENT OR PRIVATE MESSAGE ME!!! ^5 33333333333/ ^ 5 44444444

Crew Chief
During a commercial airline flight an experienced Air Force crew chief was seated next to a young mother with a babe in arms. When the baby began crying during the descent for landing, the mother began nursing the infant as discreetly as possible. The crew chief pretended not to notice, and, upon disembarking, he gallantly offered his assistance to help with the various baby-related items.When the young mother expressed her gratitude, the crew chief responded, "that's a good looking baby, and he sure was hungry!"Somewhat embarrassed, the mother explained that her pediatrician said that the time spent on the breast would help alleviate the pressure in the baby's ears.The Air Force crew chief sadly shook his head, and in true crew chief fashion exclaimed, "And all these years, I've been chewing gum."

Crezi Ca Exista Vise De Neatins ?
Crezi ca exista vise de neatins ? Eu simt ca tot ce am nevoie ca sa ajung pana la ele sunt bratele tale sa ma ridice putin , pentru ca orice vis e acolo atat de sus unde nu pot ajunge decat doua perechi de ochii ... Mi-am pus toat increderea in tine si am pastrat doar zambetul care sa-ti spuna mereu ca te urmez , nu mi-e frica , asa e dragostea , un drum batatorit de orbi fericiti tanandu-se de mana care au inteles ca nimeni nu vede calea destinului , ne vedem doar unii pe ceilalti zambind sau plangand si fiecaruia i-a fost daruita puterea minunata de a sterge o lacrima , de a provoca un zambet ... Te iubesc , si miile de cuvinte si de vise cu care as fi in stare sa invalui aceste doua cuvinte nu sunt decat stelele pe care le asez cu-atata drag pe scumpul meu cer din privirea ta . Intinde-mi mana si chiama

Cricket's Song
Oh, sweet sign of summer, Oh, delicate door to the past, Oh, invisible melody outside my window, Endearing song; speeding up, slowing down. Oh, miniscule creature, Booming loud above the rest, Oh, nocturnal design, Natural mirth, Spirited primitiveness, Delicate instrument, Resounding immensity, Music divine. Heavy head and lids, Stretching weary limbs. Perpetually continuous, Repetitive tune. Never ending, Unrelenting, Eternal chirping, Deafening suffocation, Grinding irritant, Painfully evident And uneasy tone. Oh, obnoxious inhabitant, Oh, tear wrenching monotony, Oh, cruel and heartless tiny bug, On and on and on and on, Rousing me searching, Probing, Prying through darkness, I will find what I seek, Provokingly aggravated, And unbelievably tired Oh, worn out sole, Where have you stolen to? Oh, where and why Did I ever leave and lose My beloved life squelching Simultaneously freedom producing left shoe?

Cricket In Heaven!
Two ninety-year-old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all theirlives. It seems that Sam is dying, and Moe comes to visit him every day. "Sam," says Moe, "You know how we have both loved cricket all ourlives. Sam, you have to do me one favor. When you get to Heaven, and I know you will go to Heaven, somehow you've got to let me know if there's cricket in Heaven" Sam looks up at Moe from his death bed, and says, "Moe, you've been my best friend for many years. This favor, if it is at all possible, I'll do for you." And shortly after that, Sam passes on. It is midnight a couple of Nights later Moe is sound asleep when he is awakened by a blinding flash of White light and a voice calls out to him, "Moe.... Moe...." "Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?" "Moe, it's me, Sam." "Come on. You're not Sam. Sam just died." "I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!" "Sam? Is that you? Where are you?" "I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I'v

Cricket
OK, the big C. I fear this is going to cause me a whole heap of trouble, ridicule, loathing and the type of fearful threats one normally asociates with ignorance of race in the 19th century but her we go anyway. How do you explain cricket to an American? There have been too many attempts in history to name and non have been succesful. Here are a few notes and anecdotes to try to help you embrace something quintessentially english (or Australian or Indian actually, we suck) I could refer you to that bastian of internet knowledge Wikipedia but that would be cheating. The "Laws of Cricket" may also help, but I very much doubt it as they are only understood by umpires, strange old blind men in white coats. To experience the cricket atmosphere; try a trip to India where you cannot escape it, or Australia where it is played hard and to win, from birth right through middle age to death, moslty verbally but highly succesfully. English cricket is all about tea, sandwiches and "

.crickets.&.twinkies.
that soddin little cricket peeked his head out at me last nite...on my couch no less...and there wasnt anything heavy enough to smash its bloody little head in...so i grabbed this empty box...n attempted to...yannow...squish the shit outta him...n he ran...n i hadda chase him...n all the while beating him with this completely ineffective box...until such time as...well...iunno where he went...so i figure..a) theres a dead cricket carcass somewhere in the crevices on my couch..or b)he'll peek his bloody little head out again...and ill be prepared...with an effin shoe! so after procurring a nutritious meal for all of satans spawn...and they have since gone into their bedroom n are listening to music...way cool for me... im sittin on the couch...eating a twinkie...n yes i know they have absolutely no nutritional value and have a shelf life of approximately 7 years... i realise...i really like...to bite off the entire top of the twinkie...and lick the cream out. tadum!

Cricket In Verse
Cricket in Verse A bowler, a batsman, and a cricket bat I’m learning a little and that’s just that You play on grass and bowl at a wicket If the opposing team pouts you tell em to stick it The bowler belongs to the fielding team And hurls a ball by the leather seam If the batsmans not out he runs between wickets And exchanges positions with the non striker in cricket Cricket it seems doesn’t have cheerleaders, And that’s quite sad, because I had a few leaders. One was a cheer for the MMU girl’s team And the other was for an Angel I met in a dream. It’s nice to have friends who are different than you They can teach you about things you never knew Like how to laugh, and listen, and be glad Even when their flatmates think they are mad. So this ones for Angel, a girl I adore She’s sweet, and she’s kind, and never a bore I tell her with this poem that my friendship will last Long after the cricket game fades in the past. By Kim. Thank you

Cricket Revenge....
Soooooo!!!! *does happy dance* I was driving home from the bar I'm working at its about sunset and I decided to take the long way home to release the presure of my day before walking into my home.... I pass a few feilds and then out of no where i hear a thump on my windshield like a golf ball hit it .. I look and almost pee'd myself with happiness..... Revenge is mine.. or part of it.... :D I killed their cousin(grasshopper) happily.... i also removed him from my window and placed him in my cup holder as a sign to all chirping fuckers to beware... I will get you .....

Cricket, The Low-cost, Pay-as-you-go Wireless
At a time when major wireless carriers are beginning to require expensive data plans for many of their users, low-cost mobile companies keep making their prepaid calling plans broader and cheaper. Cricket, the low-cost, pay-as-you-go wireless carrier operated by Leap Wireless (LEAP), said Tuesday that it would begin offering the nation's first $30-per-month unlimited nationwide talk and text plan. Coverage will be available in 125 U.S. cities across all 50 states. That's $10 a month cheaper than any other prepaid nationwide unlimited plan available in the United States. Low-cost rival MetroPCS (PCS) offers a $40-a-month plan and competitor TracFone Wireless' Straight Talk has a $45-per-month plan. As for the major carriers, Sprint's (S, Fortune 500) Boost Mobile has a comparable prepaid plan for $50 a month, and T-Mobile and AT&T (T, Fortune 500) both offer similar prepaid plans for $60 a month. Verizon (VZ, Fortune 500) does not offer a comparable prepaid unlimited talk and text pl

Cricket Rules
Cricket: You have two sides, one out in the field and one in. Each man that's in the side that's in goes out, and when he's out he comes in and the next man goes in until he's out. When they are all out, the side that's out comes in and the side that's been in goes out and tries to get those coming in, out. Sometimes you get men still in and not out. When a man goes out to go in, the men who are out try to get him out, and when he is out he goes in and the next man in goes out and goes in. There are two men called umpires who stay out all the time and they decide when the men who are in are out. When both sides have been in and all the men have been out, and both sides have been out twice after all the men have been in, including those who are not out, that is the end of the game

-cries-
I JUST CAN'T FUCKEN WIN NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY. First of all, I swear. I feel like I'm getting the runaround with my girl. See, I'm supposed to clean her house three times a week. Well, the days that we agreed upon was Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. The really bad thing about this is that she had started off by picking me up when she got off of work in the mornings....well, that has stopped. I got to find my own way over there now. I don't know why she stopped picking me up. I would like an answer for that. Now, about two weeks ago, I helped her out in an emergency. Not once, but TWICE I helped her ass out. Do I get any thanks? HELL NO. Also, when I called over there to see if someone could come get me Saturday so I could go over there to clean, she was like, uh, no, wait until tomorrow. And this shit is really starting to piss me slam the fuck off. It has gotten to the point where she doesn't even answer her cell phone when I try to call her, or she has the mother fucken thi

Cries
i hear a bird cry a flash of lightning across the sky tears caress my flesh burning a trail of never ending pain wracked an tormented beyond redemption falling in dispair cherishing the sighs following my end i see is near following my end i cry to thee

*cries*
Ok...so Like i said in my last blog..I need a new thing to connect my digital cam to the puter..I'm looking on bestbuy.com & circuitcity.com and i dont see what i'm looking for...I mean I know I could actually go to the store...but...I hate doing that and going in there looking like a fool!

*cries*
WELL WHEN I WENT TO BED LAST NIGHT, I WAS ONLY IN SECOND PLACE BYE TWO HUNDRED - NOW THAT I'M AWAKE, I'M BEHIND BY ALMOST TWO THOUSAND!!!! I NEED MORE COMMENTS =( TIME TO GO HARASS SOME MORE FRIENDS FOR VOTES, LOL

Cries(cassie Depressed)
“Maybe it would have been better if they’d put me out in the sun those years ago.” Jason glanced up at Cassie as she uttered those words, he couldn’t believe she was saying that. The woman that stood before him was not the one he’d known for years, she was someone different…someone weaker. Slowly he stood up and walked towards her, his heart breaking as he did so. “Cassie please do not speak of such things….damn it you don’t know how much it hurts to hear that when you know I love you,” Jason stated. With care he pulled Cassie into his arms and sat down on the bed. He couldn’t stand her being this way just like he couldn’t stand anyone harming her. She held his heart when no one else had ever succeeded in doing so. “Jason I’m not worth loving.” “the hell you aren’t. I’d give up my life for you and that’s never going to change.” He glanced down at her to see her looking up at him, her eyes filled with love and compassion. She cared as much about him as he did about her. Jason fe

*cries* I Got My Gt Score
its lower than what i wanted, but my recruiter said it was still realyl good. and that the majority of the MOS's require a 102 or higher. i got better than that but not much. And on top of that my recruiter is being transferred to a different office so i wont have him anymore. the one that i will have is still a good one, but he isnt Ssgt Turner. *cries* im heading to the office after i pick up my husband from work. My rough score on the ASVAB was 70. all my line scores were a 110 or higher, so i mean i did well. We will see if I can get into the MOS that i want. I still have to loose 25 lbs and increase my forearm 2 inches so i have time to retake the ASVAB if i like. OH well....

Cries Out
Title: Cries Out As tears fell like rain drops, his soul cries out. Like a spartan long since time forgot, he can show no emotion, no feelings, no fear, no joy, no heart break. He must learn to deal, not dwell on things that should remain in the past. His soul cries out begging for mercy, begging for forgiveness that is long time over due. He dwells in the past, things that have been forgiven but far from forgotten. He knows what has happen has made him the person he is today, yet still his soul cries. As he sleeps he can hear his own soul cry out, from this forgotten memories begin to surface. He feels as if he was drowning, falling deeper into the mist that is his mind. His soul cries out for resurrection, hopes of a better tomorrow. His soul cries out to resurface, to regain control. But he knows not when this resurrection will take place or when he'll resurface. All he does know is as tears fall like rains drops, his soul CRIES out. VCP 4/30/07

*cries*
I wish I could say for the most part I like being single. But lately I have just been in the dumps. I have been used over an over again. I know that all you say that I am hot. An yeah, so what, I have a brain, an I have a heart, I would never use a guy to get what I want!!! Sexually or material wise. Why is it time an time again, I am hurt? Am I that Naive?

*cries* I Killed The Car...
I was driving to go get Jake to go to school this morning... not but 2 or more hours ago, when I swerved off the road because of some slush and hit a small but very resisted tree. The car was then in a ditch hugging a small tree with its severely damaged front end. Me trembling inside it with only a slight pain in my right side chest... probably cause of the seat belt. I get out of the car and burst into tears and try to start to think of what I had to do next, first thought "call mom". second thought "what the fuck my phone is plugged in the charger at home". Third thought "why me". Fourth "How am I suppose to tell Jake?" Fifth thought "I crashed the car... Oh my god, what do I do!?" Mind you these all were in a very quick one right after to each other. I'm still shaken... .....why me?

*cries*
You Act Like You Are 31 Years Old You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! You're responsible, wise, and have enough experience to understand a lot of the world. You're at the point in your life where you understand yourself pretty well. You are figuring out what you want... and how to get it! What Age Do You Act?

Cries Herself To Sleep
Cries herself to sleep just another night keeps telling herself over and over "It's going to be alright" But each tear that rolls down her face reminds her that she's not fine I don't know why she's crying why she repeats the same old line All she needs is a simple thank you or a reminder of job well done or just a simple hug from a friend..just one... She's so horribley young she shouldn't feel this way but crying herself to sleep she feels like everyone went away Somebody, please tell her she needs to know what the point is at some time she changed inside but this was the time she missed Tears are thundering all around heartbeat in her head screaming in this silence she'd rather be dead Now she's drifting away lullaby tears in her eyes wondering, will anyone save me? no..nobody knows why she cries

Cries In The Night
Cries In The Night Oh, I'm sitting down thinking about losing my mind Cause I keep telling myself I'm only one of a kind My life is broke because my dreams were shattered For so very long nothing else mattered I'm hearing Cries in the Night I can't wait another day No, no, no, tell me no lies I'm standing cold in the light I lose the dream and I go crazy I'm hearing Cries in the Night Yeah, they pull at my hair, and call out my name They think I'm cool and got worries with fame But I'm living to lose and dying to win With those people around here my patience wears thin I'm hearing Cries in the Night I can't wait another day No, no, no, tell me no lies I'm standing cold in the light I lose the dream and I go crazy I'm hearing Cries in the Night Yeah, I'm trying to get away, get away from it all I stand and scream, I'm not gonna crawl The dream never dies That's why I sing the song Like my maddening world, it turns on and on I'm hearing Cries in the Nigh

.cries. Im Sooo Confused And Hurt. Someone Tell Me What To Do
I lay awake every night just thinking of you: How your love means so much to me And it's just to good to be true. How I feel when you kiss me, Knowing nothing can go wrong. Believing you and I will always belong. How when I'm with you there's always a smile on my face, And the thoughts run through my head About my past I can't erase. How you make me laugh until I cry. Only for you I would die. How when i look into your eyes I know I am happy and safe... And the place in my heart no one could ever replace. How you have always been there for me Through thick and thin. I opened my heart and let you in. How you look at me like I'm nothing to you Thinking theres nothing I can do, And the words that come out of my mouth Dont mean anything to you. How every day I sit and cry, Remembering the past I want to die. How all those times I gave you my heart, The only thing you could do was tear me apart. And all the tears and all the pain, I only have myself to blame. Ho

The Cries From Inside My Heart
The cries from inside my heart. The tears of blood and pain. My heart it keeps on beating and broken I remain. A woman with hair like sunlight Ripped my heart in two. She took her love from my life. And I don`t know what to do. I`ll wonder through the night. the voices tear me apart. And it`s all because of that woman I hear the cries from inside my heart.

Cries Of The Heart
There is a great deal of depression that has overtaken my soul, It floods deep within, into every inch that makes me whole. I wonder and worry of thought throughout the day, What is to come, to my dismay. As a flood of tears pour out of me in all my expressions, more and more comes, more and more depression. I assure myself everything is ok! But who am I fooling? Then I burst into a spirit of rage. I have questions, and there are answers. But I'm afraid and much too weak, When I try to explain, I hear I'm hearing wrong and need to be meek. But this is how I feel, there's no wrong or right, But as I battle with myself, I always lose the fight. I feel intimidated sometimes by others, But as I said "This is how I feel" The pain in me is very real. I lose control, my thought go wild, and here I am only a child. If only you knew what I thought, If only you knew what I fought. I need my thoughts held captive. Oh God, assure me I'm thinking normal and you'll help

*cries*
Why me? :( plastic6: i know i need to go you make me horny. have a nice day Suga Lips: I doubt my husband would allow that plastic6: makes me want to have some fun with you Suga Lips: It's okay plastic6: thats to bad Suga Lips: No plastic6: up to anything fun today plastic6: you are very welcome Suga Lips: Thank you plastic6: like looking at your pics. you are very sexy plastic6: i see Suga Lips: Thank Kid Rock--he wrote it

Cried Me A River
Cried Me a River I tried so hardto fix it,to make everythingright and new....but I didn't stand a chanceat getting forgivenessever from you....and I cried me a riveras I said goodbye!I know I caused you terrible pain,I accept myblame fully....I know I left yougun shyto what a greatfriend I could really be...and I cried me a riveras i said goodbye!Did I mentionI'm not perfect,tho for YOUthat's all I wanted to be....did I mention you hurt me also,but I accepted your painas deserved for being me?and I cried me a riveras I said goodbye!I tried to besomeone different,anyone elseyou'd finally approve of...I tried to supportyour every thoughtneed and desireto no avail....and I cried me a riveras I said goodbye.I know youwon't even shedone single tear ifyou even notice me gone...I was neverimportant as individualto you,just a pawn to make pay...but I cried me a riveras I said goodbye.Someday,but it won't be soon enough tomatter now....you'll suddenly needall the sacrificesI made to app

Cries Out For A Musical Note To Put You In The Proper Place To Consider Her Abbreviated Life
This article cries out for a musical note, to arranged its mood and put you in the proper place to consider this little girl, her abbreviated life, Cheap Maternity Wedding Dresses and violent end. For this note, I have chosen the balcony scene of Sergei Prokofiev's gripping ballet "Romeo and Juliet." You will find it by searching any major research engine. If possible, view Rudolph Nureyev as Romeo and Dame Margot Fonteyn as Juliet. when you view this ballet and listen for the songs which inevitably captures your soul, Cheap Simple Wedding Dresses please keep in mind that neither Romeo nor Juliet knew their fate throughout this scene... we know the misfortune they will face... but they are teen-agers enraptured with every other, not understanding as well as pondering of the fate, only of every other. And ideal up right up until her end, Christina experienced no inkling of what was to come. Only we know... And so, enveloped by Prokofiev, the curtain opens upon a youthful girl, entire

Cried Me A River
Cried Me a River I tried so hard to fix it, to make everything right and new.... but I didn't stand a chance at getting forgiveness ever from you.... and I cried me a river as I said goodbye! I know I caused you terrible pain, I accept my blame fully.... I know I left you gun shy to what a great friend I could really be... and I cried me a river as i said goodbye! Did I mention I'm not perfect, tho for YOU that's all I wanted to be.... did I mention you hurt me also, but I accepted your pain as deserved for being me? and I cried me a river as I said goodbye! I tried to be someone different, anyone else you'd finally approve of... I tried to support your every thought need and desire to no avail.... and I cried me a river as I said goodbye. I know you won't even shed one single tear if you even notice me gone... I was never important as individual to you, just a pawn to make pay... but I cried me a river as I said goodbye. Someday, but it won't be soon enough to matter now..

Crimson Tears
crimson tears running down my cheeks.my hands clutching what's left of my broken heart.sweet love gone by with the passing of a bird. all the angels sing as you walk into those golden gates and leave me behind as if i was only a one night stand. guess you thought i wasnt enough. guess you thought i didnt do my best to dance. because here i am left to mend what little there is left of my heart that once loved you so much. i guess i wasnt smart to take that chance. well good-bye to what was once so good to you. good-bye to all i had felt for you. the devils coming to town and she isnt going out without you.

Criminal Affection>>>lmao
Criminal Affection ********************* A man escapes from prison where he has spent the past 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While the convict is rummaging through cabinets and drawers the husband tells his wife: "Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck! If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you." His wife takes a deep breath and responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me

Crimson Facade
Crimson Facade Lying yet again was commited. But i was so blind I would not admit it. My heart erupts yet again, For I had let him continue to win. But I will place this fake smile on my face, And pretend I'm happy in this wretched place. I know at the beginning that this had occured, But foolishly I believed his word. It hurts a lot, But I will show it not. I shall laugh like I'm happy, And smile like nothing is wrong. I will put on my facade. You may see me as a carefree woman, But inside there's nothing but a turbulence and crimson tears that fall, yet again.

Crimnson
Close your eyes can feel me lingering so very near? Whispering words you never wanted to hear? Does my absence make your skin quiver. Do my thoughts touching yours make you shiver. This to you is a a nightmare, a wicked dream. From which you awake, longing to scream. Yet you can't bear to let my shadow go. You watched as I stood and let your sorrow grow. An Angel with crimnson wings, causing your heated apathy. Smiling, laughing as your mind swirls with insanity. Bitter & wretched i've turned your shallow heart. twist you, mold you into the nothing you are.

Crimson Red Blood
Crimson red blood runs down my arms to your bitter sweet lips of eternal kiss. with every last breath in an endless dream with the sweet soft serenity of a bloody mess. I remember the wind blowing past ur bloody dress, through the tress, haveing the deepest touch. I watched you fire red hair as i drifted away, Like an ocean of blood calling to me. I recall the darkness sweeping the land as if the darkest rain cloud was forming to bring fury from gods hand. Its hard to beleive that you threw me away. u let me go and you turned your face. I never really got to know you before it ended like this. Now I am helpless and you are gone. Crimson red blood runs down my arms to your bitter sweet lips of eternal kiss. I know that i will miss once you buried beneath the soil in my backyard.

A Crime Scene
There's been a murder, a woman was killed, found in a bathtub, partially filled. A pair of policemen went into the house and thoroughly questioned the poor woman's spouse. He'd just come home from working all night and found her like that, a terrible sight. The younger policeman looked on with dismay. He'd never forget that terrible day. He saw the young woman from behind the door and empty milk cartons all over the floor, scattered strawberries, slices of fruit, and spoonfuls of sugar and honey to boot. "Who could have done this terrible thing?" His voice had a horrified, pitiful ring. "Just look at the clues," replied Sargeant Miller. "It looks like the work of a cereal killer."

100 Crimanals
AND THE FUNERAL PROCESION OF A THOUSAND CRIMANALS STEAL THE NIGHT . A GRAND RAPTURE AT FINGER TIPS END . THE BOTTLE POINTED AT ME LIKE A LOADED GUN . IT IS HARDLY EBOUGH TO KNOW YOU SOBER. OVER TAKEN THE NIGHT HALLOSENATEING IN DREAMS WITH DRAWING THE TIMES OF RESONING. CONSTANLY FAILING US WOTH THE LACK OF WORDS THAT HAS DESTORYED A THOUASND IN A DAY A NIGHT A WEEK. BEHIND CHAIN LINK FENCES . ARE YOU COMEING WITH ME ? AND WHEN I LEAVE IT WILL HARDLY BE ENOUGH I'LL TURN IT INTO A PHONE CALL AND A PHOTAGRAPH I'LL TELL YOUR SELF HOW TO ESCAPE THE THINGS A CAN SHOW YOU A PROCESSION OF 1000 CRIMINALS SO TO TAKE ME AWAY

Crime In The Streets
Crime in the streets There is a lot of stuff in this world that is wrong, like poverty and crime in the streets, we beleive that if we teach children not to be criminal, that crime will go away, and teaching the children is a good thing, but crime will never go away, because there will always be an oposer of the law. Johnathen Allen Forcum Copyright ©2006 Johnathen Allen Forcum

¢À Crimson Kisses
I could get lost in the black oblivion wrap myself in the lethe dreams that madness will bring Just surrender to the darkness Fall in love with the danger live the life of a stranger For a real taste of the wine of forgetfullness.. So that the wicked might finally rest

Crimson Vein
razor blade, sharpened edge cut it deep ok? say goodbye to misery writing letters in your head thoughts ever haunting echo'd shadows of the past holding on to something nothing in your grasp dreams of eternal love broken, whithered memory extacy of unknown lust lost, forgotten desperate need pour crimson dreams enslaved reality thoughts of the end for ever lingering hit the vein be sure this time deep enough for one last crime

Crimmus Funnies
I, myself, think the one about the milk is the best. You'll see what I'm talking about after you read them. HERE'S A LITTLE HOLIDAY HUMOR FOR EVERYONE!!!! ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* ********************* *********************

Criminal Neglect
Manchester – A Goffstown woman pleaded guilty yesterday in Hillsborough County Superior Court to a felony charge of criminal neglect in the death of her 91-year-old mother almost two years ago. Danna Folden, 50, was the first person convicted under a 2002 statute making it a felony for a caregiver to purposely or recklessly cause serious bodily injury to an elderly, disabled or impaired adult by neglect. Folden will spend weekends in the Hillsborough County House of Correction jail until she has served 365 days. Judge Philip Mangones accepted the plea. In court yesterday, Assistant Attorney General Tracy Culberson said Folden called 911 Jan. 21, 2005. Rescue personnel responding to 22 Westwood Drive found Mary Folden unconscious in a dirty adult diaper in a chair in the living room. He said the home was filthy and the temperature was approximately 50 degrees. At the hospital, Mary Folden's body temperature was 94 degrees and she had a significant infection in an open wound mea

Crimson Tears
Crimson tears fall to the ground Just like her, they dont make a sound As the trees creak outside Another crimson tear falls by her side she has a dream to not scream, for her teenage tears to evaporate into the sky and to be able to watch them fly so with each cut, a new crimson tear is born but she believes there is nothing to mourn for with each crimson tear, she gets closer to her dream to say goodbye to the sound of her scream because with each crimson tear, she turns into an empty well and a heartless shell and with each crimson tear she gives up her soul the only thing this girl will get for Christmas is a lump of coal for she has traded herself so she could become an empty shelf no more pain will reach her the only scars she will ever have are the ones which made this occur crimson tears fall to the ground Just like her, they dont make a sound As the trees creak outside Another crimson tear falls by her side

The Criminals' Here
when you hear all of your dogs start barkin you better go take a look im probably in your back yard see if you dont wanna be a witness in this then you better turn it off cause the criminals' here you can look at my subliminal sayin you would see that there is a evil with in a eviler grin and ill begin i contend to be greatest of ever start you all cant even see me in 3-D all up in ya like a now let me see how many people are really gunna be fucked up if he really comes to get me i got a strain spillin deep into my mind of somebody try to kill me as i reach in my blind i call it evil and evil is what it is and the only way for me to express it is like this evil is what evil does and theres little bit in all of us can anybody hear it while its callin my name i hear em bouncin off the walls trying to drive me insane some where in there where my fantasy forms evil thoughts cross my mind thought out the chorse of my dreamlike day and made it my daydream untill i f

Criminal Charges Mount After Swift Raid
About 220 employees detained during immigration raids in Minnesota and five other states last month are now facing charges of identity theft or other criminal counts. Immigration and Customs Enforcement agents raided Swift and Company plants in Worthington, Minnesota, and plants in Colorado, Nebraska, Utah, Iowa and Texas. A total of nearly 1,300 employees were detained December 12th. Swift CEO Sam Rovit says neither the company, nor any current or former managers, will face charges, but ICE spokesman Tim Counts says the investigation is still under way. Swift said Thursday that the raids could cost the company up to 30 million dollars during its current fiscal year. Are these jobs US citizens will not do? I think not... maybe picking strwberries or such, but not production line work in a packing house for wages that are competitive.

Criminal Defense
Sex Crimes Very few allegations can damage your future as much as the charge of a sexual offense. Serious charges can be made by anyone regardless of physical evidence and are too often pursued by overzealous prosecutors. To make matters worse, local defense attorneys are often reluctant to aggressively defend against sexual charges for fear of damaging their reputation in the community. When you are accused of any sexually based crime, there is a natural tendency for everybody to consider you guilty regardless of the facts. We believe in your innocence and are prepared to take your case to trial, whether or not the prosecution plans to do so. Defending Yourself A sexual charge must be aggressively defended. There generally are no acceptable plea agreements that come with sexually based crimes, even for minor offenses. A conviction on any of these crimes will result in registration as a sex offender, usually for life, felony conviction and prison time. This is why we get tria

A Criminal Mastermind
in my local area several bomb threats were called in and a bank was robbed, now I'm betting you'er wandering about the whole mastermind part of the story now remember this just happened on Thursday the guy called 2 schools on one side of town and then he waited like 5 to 10 minutes and called some more schools on the opposite side of town and waited for the cops and what not to respond to the threats well a short time later he sees whats going on and he goes a robs a bank that was between the schools that were called it it not none weather or not the bank robbery is connected to the bomb threats but the police aren't taking any chances and are looking it to see if they were. also home land security and FBI agents have arrested a few suspects linked terrorism here also the 2 stories aren't connected but i thought i would just say something about it. have a great day

Crimson Memories
my thoughts are poisoned by memories I retreat to my past trying to uncover who I am but most of my life is blocked out I just don't remember something's wrong with me but bits and pieces are missing I don't know what's wrong which makes me attempt to erase my emotions which in an impossible feat I have almost achieved smart minds wonder what happened to me but I don't remember any causes looking back I can see all the lies playing through the pictures I watch as I lost my sanity slowly my life turned black my ignorance lost at too young an age perfection drilled into my mind making me lose any chance of normality I don't know what's wrong with me wanting to escape my life I turn to the memories I have left I always strove to be perfect but my goals disintegrated into what I came to be all I see is a failure a failure of what I wanted to be a failure in all of my dreams there's no changing my past "once you go black you never go back" I can't be fi

Crimes And Misdemeanors
How much can I write about my alcohol habits before I start repeating myself or just get bored? Guess I'll find out. For the uninducted into this union, like any such organization, there are high dues to pay and scary, imposing leaders that intimidate you. They're all kinda in your head, but very real nonetheless. There's the loud voices telling you you'll never last the night without us. You'll cave at 2 in the morning and be worse off than if you'd just. Or you'll never write anything worthwhile again. It'll all be lame drivel. Has it always been? Isn't always? I can no longer tell. There's the soft voice saying what's the harm, You don't miss work. You're not mean. You're different, but better. Remember how it used to be. All that anger. All that thinking you'd never feel better. Well, here I am and now you do. And it's just a night. When it's dark and you're alone and there's no one else who'll be with you. And then there's my own voice. And the others are so domina

Criminal
Tiptoeing through scandal and spilled tears Pilfering and scavenging for vulnerability Preying upon those frail and sensitive Stealing emotions, honesty and trust Cashing in on valuable words of pain Trading talks of fraud for hopes of truth Sneaking away with valuable dreams Leaving behind a trail of misery and anguish Ransacking hearts full of reassured faith Stripping souls leaving behind despondency Embezzling unsuspecting sentiments Concealing ones identity behind deceit

"criminal"
We begin. My hands in a bind. I feel like shit, all the time. Don't know who I am, nor who I was; Where I'm going, nor where I've been. Look, look deep into my dark eyes, and see my fire, Feel me within you, burning up your heart with lust and desire. But I can not touch you, for I am bound at the hands. No one wants this one to be free. He's far too dangerous they say, He needs to be put away. Thrown in a dark corner, and forgotten. Then all of you can be safe, Your precious world untouched and unfucked by yours truly. So everyone join in and toss me out, it's the latest trend. In a freefall that doesn't seem to end. I've never felt more at home, so kick me while I'm down. I just wanted to come into the light. I wanted to belong somewhere. No one wants to accept a bad one gone good. Seems I am stained mi amiga. Look at me now, fighting to stay above water. Facing the black abyss below, I'm not going back. I'm not going

Criminal
We begin. My hands in a bind. I feel like shit, all the time. Don't know who I am, nor who I was; Where I'm going, nor where I've been. Look, look deep into my dark eyes, and see my fire, Feel me within you, burning up your heart with lust and desire. But I can not touch you, for I am bound at the hands. No one wants this one to be free. He's far too dangerous they say, He needs to be put away. Thrown in a dark corner, and forgotten. Then all of you can be safe, Your precious world untouched and unfucked by yours truly. So everyone join in and toss me out, it's the latest trend. In a freefall that doesn't seem to end. I've never felt more at home, so kick me while I'm down. I just wanted to come into the light. I wanted to belong somewhere. No one wants to accept a bad one gone good. Seems I am stained mi amiga. Look at me now, fighting to stay above water. Facing the black abyss below, I'm not going back. I'm not going

Criminal Trespass......
The night air felt cool on Darius's face as he grabbed the chain-link fence. With a quick glance over his shoulder, he confirmed the cute security guard was still chasing him. He scrambled over the short fence and continued his sprint. A sharp turn brought him to a sudden stop, revealing an alley, and thus a dead end. Darius could hear the guard climbing the fence now, her boots making noisy clinking sounds on the metal. Darius hopped up on top of a dumpster and flattened himself against a wall. The security guard entered the alley, her flashlight illuminating the area in front of her. As she brought the beam of light upwards to scan the alley for him, Darius leaped onto her, stunning the girl and knocking her prone. There was a startled yelp as Darius pinned the girl to the ground, her flashlight rolling out of her hands. She started to yell something, but Darius pressed his knee into her stomach, forcing the air from her lungs. As she gasped for breath, he pulled the handcuffs fro

Crimson River
A crimson river flows from her wrist, she feels no pain, she becomes one with her past. her body starts to become numb, the crimson river starts to cover the bathroom floor. she starts to fade away into a deep slumber never to be woken. her heart beat starts to fade away slowly leaving nothing but a memory she eyes are filled with tears just waiting to fall with sadness. can no one hear her silent screams? her painful past? or is it just a nightmare? she sings a song of farewell in the arms of an angel she stays in her world of make believe now. the crimson river stops as does the silent heart beat.

Crimson Soaked
Crimson Soaked One... Two... I cant take this pain anymore Three... Four... The gleaming sharp falls to the floor Five... Six... Crimson flows first warm then cold Seven... Eight... My eyes feel heavy, they want to close Nine... Ten... Everything seems to be fading, fading away All over, everywhere, crimson flowing everywhere The white of my shirt and blue of my jeans are crimson soaked I know it's not just me that I am hurting, but more than one It's not just my life that I am taking, but we don't deserve it so. The counter, the floor, the carpet, from my head to toes Everything is crimson soaked When you come home tonight, you will find that everything is crimson soaked

Crimson
It is the notion of love, the longing to belong, the urge to breathe in sync matching the beating of hearts, that births the imagery appearing on untainted canvas; in soft strokes of carefully placed whispers, outlining emotions in bold colors of heartfelt cries. Paints scattered, paletted thoughts, unsorted brushes, a smear of crimson on cheek, and crystal lined trails betray the surfacing fragility through tears from the pools of soul. A second-hand sigh stalls in the cool of night; rises in clouds of vapor as eyes follow till the last traces disolve on the edge of moonless black. A last stroke and the mirrored image of despair stares down upon the weary.

Crime Area Map
Crime Area Map I wanted to share a website with you, which is a good idea to visit. It is www.familywatchdog.us. When you visit this site you can enter your address and a map will pop up with your house as the small icon of a house and red, blue, green, dots surrounding your entire neighborhood. When you click on these dots a picture of a person will appear with an address and the description of the crime he or she had committed. I was really shocked at how many of these people were in my neighborhood. The best thing is that you can show your children pictures and see how close these people live to your home or school. This site was developed by John Walsh from Americas Most Wanted. Another tool to help us keep our kids safe.

Crimson
sing the blood. The blood sings the power Blood coils from my veins Coiling up the tower Calling the winds to calm Calling the rain to cease Calling sun to warm the sky For serenity to increase Fire from the Vein Burns the blood so black For all who are quenched There is no turning back I sing the blood The blood sings my soul If not for precious blood The power would have no control

Crime Of Passion
I cheated. I don't feel guilty. It felt good to be wanted again. It put a lot of things into perspective for me. I might as well be single again. My boyfriend neglects me and only spends a couple of hours a week with me, if that. And realistically, that time is to have sex. It's not like he's busy because if he was, would he have all weekend to drink with his douche bag friend? I just don't fit into his priorities anymore. It took having sex with another guy to make me realize that...

Criminal Hall Of Shame
Every day, we are assaulted by stories of stupid people -- many of whom use their stupidity for personal gain. From time to time, though, we hear of those who strive to achieve new levels of stupidity *while* also breaking the law. To these brave men and women -- ooops, "women and men" -- we present the highest possible honor: entry into the "Stupid-Criminal Hall of Shame." Following are their accounts .. Kentucky (where else?): Two men tried to pull the front off a cash machine by running a chain from the machine to the bumper of their pickup truck. Instead of pulling the front panel off the machine, though, they pulled the bumper off their truck. Scared, they left the scene and drove home. With the chain still attached to the machine. With their bumper still attached to the chain. With their vehicle's license plate still attached to the bumper. South Carolina: A man walked into a local police station, dropped a bag of cocaine on the counter, informed the desk sergeant that i

A Crime To A Lovers Heart.
I am the careful one Slight of hand a gentle caress upon your skin. I am like the wind in my gentle way Fullfilling is my play as your body lay. My hands they move fluid like waters churn bending and flowing across skin rapidly warming I am the fire that burns with heat drawign sweet gasps from between parted lips. I am that lover who shall tke his time Touch you where it is your hearts desire. For I am the man that wishes with baited breath to do what you ask and love you right. I am the lover oh shall wait in the night candles lite to kiss your lips I am the one who desires all of you for to desire anythign less would be a crime to a lovers heart.

Crime Victims Bullshit Factors
posted Wednesday, 17 March 2004 In 2000, according to the Statistical Abstract's Table No. 313, more than three times as many males were murdered as females: Men:------12, 407 Women:---3,799 The homicide rates by sex and race per 100,000 population: Black Men:-------- 38.6 Black Women:-----7. 5 White Men:-------- -5.3 White women:-----2.1 Obviously, by far the least victimized by homicide are white women. Yet quite the opposite thought must occur to cable TV's crime-show producers. Consider some of their programs: Court TV's "Forensic Files," "Body of Evidence," and "I, Detective;" Discovery Channel's "The New Detectives," "Justice Files," and "The FBI Files;" and A&E's "American Justice," "Cold Case Files," and "Investigative Reports." These programs cover one crime topic almost exclusively: the murder of white women — night after night after night.... Check out, for example, Court TV's prime-time program descriptions.

Crimson Tears Of Joy
Looking out my window as I lay in bed.. thick fog clouds my vision as I awaken to another day. Stepping from my door into the gray abyss, I venture out across the dew covered lawn. I can feel the moist droplets covering my feet and toes.. soothing.. cool. I keep going, unable to see what lies ahead, but knowing where to go, having walked this path so many times before. A few more paces, and I stop.... I stand there, motionless, allowing the damp air to penetrate my clothes, moistening my skin. I listen, and hear nothing but the rustling of leaves on the trees that I know sit in the distance. I hear the wind whispering to me, and the leaves chattering among themselves. "Be patient", She whispers. I close my eyes, and open my soul so that I may hear the unspoken words that She shares. I feel the air thicken as it begins to swirl around me. The gentle caress of her breeze, circling my very being. The movement intensifies, and suddenly even the morning fog is parted and thrust aside by

Criminals
OK i have a question and i don't think it should be a mums. when a person breaks the law and does his/her time in jail, should that be it they are free debt paid, new life ahead?or should they be tag and mark for life? the reason for this question is a sex offender does his or her time then they are marked for life, is there? should there be a difference in any crime? please leave a commit, i would like to know your opinion.

The Criminal Behavior Of The Serial Rapist
Special Agent Behavioral Science Instruction/Research Unit Quantico, VA and Janet Warren, D.S.W. Institute of Psychiatry and Law University of Virginia Charlottesville, VA From 1984 to 1986, FBI Special Agents assigned to the National Center for the Analysis of Violent Crime (NCAVC) interviewed 41 men who were responsible for raping 837 victims. Previous issues of the FBI Law Enforcement Bulletin provided an introduction to this research (1) and the characteristics of the rapists and their victims. (2) This article, however, describes the behavior of these serial rapists during and following the commission of their sexual assaults. The i

Crimson Dream( Do Not Rip)
Crimson Dream Sendforth the dream to all who dare.For it is the fire that burns deep inside you.The darkness that covers the waters edge,on a moonlit night.A mountain's eave that glistens in the evening sun.And a rosella resting upon a winters branch.Therefore,a pasture of clovers,in an autumn season.A blossom,that blooms,as the spring lull,kissed the earth.A speck on a thistle,as it sways,in the breeze.A butterfly spreading its wings to greet the morning dew.A blush,upon a tender kiss.A touch,that will never be forgotten.A song of an echo,and life.Longing,a desire,that crawls,it way upward.And lava that flows freely.It is a dream that fades not.And it lives within me.

Crime Scene Investigators
This is the first one so I needed to send something appropriate and commensurate with how business is done in various law enforcement fields and that despite hard work..long hours, we too have social lives....copy and past this address to see the short movie.. Luv ya. Tony... PS..Just tried it and it works...let me know how you like it.... http://by112w.bay112.mail.live.com/mail/ScanAttachment.aspx?messageid=2e3b0466-366f-40e3-9a16-92a9bf7c1f65&bissafe=True&attindex=0&cp=20127&attdepth=0

Crime (2000)
An angelic hue rises over the land a graceful shadow falls into the night sinful memories fade into the past and the wretched heathen falls from fright Worship my understanding and peace set your arrogance aside caress my everpresent denial and understand that i have cried Repress your juvenile regression and congregate in time feed the rising fires and sanctify my hideous crime Victimization and a hateful plea remains quiet my insane agressions and never forget my pain

Crimsom Red
Isn't that what my Goddess has spoken? An angel of the shadows or angel of the light Is there even such a thing? Can this be right? I am on this earth now all human and pure The light surrounds me Yet darkness I am forced to endure ~~~~~~~~ Why do I still find myself surrounded by this pain? Do I fight back or simply listen in vain? Is there an answer to this riddle I bare? Time will only tell But know this you must because hell my dear is not well ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hell that is crimson Flaming red with might Burning from within this light But even now I fade out of sight Knocking my feet I leave the ground Shadows dark I endure causing not even a sound Where am I? What lesson is this I must learn? Emotions are painful like a sweet simple kiss. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Kiss I wish that comes from you my love Yet what is above No sign of a dove Because my love, doves are simply illusions A mirage A scar And yet it

Crimson Queen
Never has the moon been so pale. Giving a dull reflection to your blackend nails. Your skin suprisingly soft and silk like. Is this what love feels like? When I'm away from you, you hold all of my thoughts. It seems as if all I do is to assure my possesion of your heart. We've lead a few lifetimes, all drenched in blood. Your eyes, my fangs, your hears, my hands, we move as one. But things are different now. I've changed. You miss the King of old. I'm not the same. You still long to destroy and maime. I just want to live and die in peace. Your blood red wardrobe still gets to me. But I can't go back to what I was. I can't embrace the old me. I'm dying inside, yet you continue to stab. I wish you could see what I see. I look in the mirror, but nothing reflects back. We've become monsters. You seem so content to be one. I can't watch you destroy yourself. Not this time , love. I offered you a chance to change. I extended my undying love.

Crimson Lips, Bloody Fangs
I remember how you came to me seeking refuge. Your lips speaking sweet serenity. Your eys screaming "liar". I comforted you everyday. Held you every night. The moon was our guidance. The stars our possibilities. I laid on my back as you seduced me with your icy fingers. Paralyzed me with your ruby lips. I looked on as you exposed your fangs. Fore shadowing my death. I let you bite me. I gave you my soul. My life slipping away from me, like nude bodies on satin sheets. My warm blood dripping from your sharpend teeth.My shedding skin under your black fingernails. I remeber closing my eyes and thinking when they opened I would see the sun. But I was wrong. Darkness is where my home is. The tomb is where my heart is. Now we are Jack and Sally. Darla and Angelus. You took warmth from me. In return, left me with this hopeless immortality. Our smiles are fake. But the thirst is real. Now I sit across from you, my pale mistress. A hunting knife in your hand. You cut yourself across your abdo

Crime Don't Pay
So some stupid idiots (Idiot) broke into my Jeep, ripped the dashboard out for a $50 aftermarket CD player and took my ashtray with some change in it now they saw my Sunglass case with my Oakleys in it $150 they left em LMAO can you say stupid or what ? Dumbass Criminals I reported it to the cops, but since its a wrangler im not even gonna bother to ask my Insurance company

Crime In Bluesville
On the West Side, no one complains about the heat: there isn't any; but folks do be trying to grab a little warmth People naturally don't want to freeze, but sometimes that's a little more than they can afford Sometimes, we light the oven those of us with gas or turn on an old 'lectric heater after running an extension cord next door we even burn old wooden chairs in the tub, or bring a garbage can in and let it be our fireplace We know not to relax in? to comfort in the winter of the night we might get drowsy and go to sleep Too often we are the burning story in the morning news

Crimes Of Passion, Crimes Of Lust
Crimes of Passion Crimes of Lust Burning Forever burning deep within the hearts & souls of mankind. It's unavoidable It's wild It's dangerous To satisfy the burning passions of that desire is a must. Live it Experience it Learn from it But Never ever use it in ways you can never return. Crimes of Passion Crimes of Lust Endearing A Neverending Desire... Feel it, Want it,Play with it.

Crimson
standing there fists clenched, stepping into every bar looking for that anger to step itself up to feel the tightest come alive and see the next victim the victim who will be seeing the light once its up it doesn't die down until one of us is staring up through the crimson mask standing there wearing crimson gloves, flowing freely through the swollen circles that use to look like knuckles knuckles that have paved the way for the beast within to come out and breathe again smashing a beer can against your head to give yourself the crimson mask you require to awaken the beast to set the beast free and watch it go you come out of yourself and watch it ravage the poor bastards who have been caught in the path of fury a fury like that not seen since the gods unleashed hell aheel that looks like heaven compared to what you will do unless you have that person with you who can slow your breathing you did to breath nice and slow through the nose and out the mouth staring at the

Crimsons Clan In Warrock
Going to start this off it was a good summer when I join this online warrock clan we made allot of movies and finding glitchs (aka bugs in game) so hope ya enjoy the videos I put on here the clan made if you see my name its therock873 but he messed up on it in others lol

Crimethinc
Your Politics Are Boring As Fuck by Nadia C. Face it, your politics are boring as fuck. You know it's true. Otherwise, why does everyone cringe when you say the word? Why has attendance at your anarcho-communist theory discussion group meetings fallen to an all-time low? Why has the oppressed proletariat not come to its senses and joined you in your fight for world liberation? Perhaps, after years of struggling to educate them about their victimhood, you have come to blame them for their condition. They must want to be ground under the heel of capitalist imperialism; otherwise, why do they show no interest in your political causes? Why haven't they joined you yet in chaining yourself to mahogany furniture, chanting slogans at carefully planned and orchestrated protests, and frequenting anarchist bookshops? Why haven't they sat down and learned all the terminology necessary for a genuine understanding of the complexities of Marxist economic theory? The truth is, your politi

Criminals
I believe that criminals should not be placed in the equivalent of "hotels/motels" with bars on them. If you do the crime, you do the time. Hard time. We shouldn't be giving them all of the luxuries of the outside world that decent, law abiding citizens cannot afford such as health insurance, dental insurance, cable tv, etc.... If I were running the prison system, the first thing I would do is tell the ACLU to french kiss the crack of my you know what. If you're a felon, you have no civil rights, unless a judge restores them. Criminals would not be able to file lawsuits against anyone. Criminals should be required to wear pink underwear and socks, and black and white prison jumpsuits, Just like Sherif Joe requires. For exercise, they should be forced to ride exercise bikes attached to generators to power the prison and surrounding areas, if there is excess power. I would have chain gangs out picking up trash on the side of the road. There would be no alcohol, tabaco p

Criminals Of "limited Stature"
Dwarf crime a 'growing problem' Thieves are robbing long-distance coaches by sneaking dwarves into the luggage holds in sports bags. Once inside, they slip out from their hiding places to rifle through the belongings of unsuspecting travellers. Then they take their loot back to their hiding place and wait to be collected by another gang member when the coach reaches its destination, reports The Sun. They have stolen thousands of pounds in cash, gems and other valuables in recent months. Swebus, which ferries thousands of Brits across Sweden, has been among coach firms targeted. A spokesman said: "We have had reports about several thefts by dwarves on the stretch between Vasteras and Stockholm. "We're thinking of installing video cameras." A Stockholm Police spokesman said: "We are looking at our records to identify criminals of limited stature."

Crimson Clovers
Crimson Clovers The crimson clover does not allow me to haggle; Its four leaves spread into seven hidden vices. A softly played tune goes into my head like rain, The faint twistings interweaving within my soul. The whitest rose expects dutiful servitude, Asking not for body or mind but for spirit. The deep song is pleasant but plain as can be known, Heard since the dawn of mankind without attitude. I have been called by the clover into icy embrace, Fooled by the perfect division and the sweetest essence. My heart turns its back to the cause in silent denial, I am selfish in desire of its beautiful grace. An understood rhythm with remembrance of time, The calm petals of the rose plying me with guilt. I simply hang my head in shame as I touch them, For I forsake the one who would give me my rhyme. In the midst of the confusing patch I fondly dive, I can sense and breathe the heartbeat of my small angel. The sad face of the violet in its comeliness, Its for

Crimson Lovers
crimson drops fall like rain teasing your lips leaving a stain flesh shall meet bodies do join a sweet retreat from tongue to loin i love you dear a whisper is spoke gasps and moans escape our throats bodies entwined blood escapes runs down skin with great haste passion ignites eyes do flare gazes meet unearthly stares breath is short bodies shake buried deep earth begins to shake collapsing now covered in life smiling now a kiss in the night...

Criminal - Fiona Apple Lyrics, Set List Of A Mix Cd I Made, And My Ramblings (long Post Cause I Ramble)
I doubt anyone will even read this. Anyways, one Wednesday night one of my fubar pals, Reggie (Mr. Downtown *waves*) took me to a karaoke bar. I barely drank and I was singing karaoke (semi-badly methinks) and dancing to other songs. I sang Garbage's Stupid Girl which amused me. Reggie knows why haha. Then I sang Fiona Apple's Criminal which I will get into in a minute. And then closed the night (literally I was the last one to sing) with Sublime's Santeria for recent sentimental purposes. Anyways, I hadn't even heard Criminal in awhile and while singing I realized suddenly that the song relates so much to my life at this moment. I just wanted to sing it cause it fits my voice okay (just like Garbage does) and it's sexy. Not that my voice is sexy, sometimes I sound 12. BUT yeah... it relates. "Criminal" by Fiona Apple I've been a bad, bad girl I've been careless with a delicate man And it's a sad, sad world When a girl will break a boy just because she can Don't you tel

The Crimson Field
This poem was written by me and dedicated to Dark Prince my fu-husband and real life boyfriend. A life time of fighting, Blood spilling for others. Her flame always igniting, Those that fell were brothers. Upon the crimson field she stands, With a thud her sword lands. She takes a peek, The pain starts to grow. Another bloody pointless week, She hits the ultimate low. Her body shaking... Wishing to crumble, Her heart... Once again troubled. Eyes pressed tight... She slips, Moments pass... Waiting for what won't be. Arms enclosed... Hands upon her hips, Around his neck her hearts key. In confusion she doth glare, Her eyes fix upon his stare. Upon his face a grin doth grow bright, "Fear not, for I shall always catch the light."

Crime And Punishment
Crime and Punishment Why did you think to lie, Knowing it does no good to hide, You have broken my trust, Giving into a night of lust. You were not happy with all I did give, So you wanderings from me you hid, When you surrendered, you said you be true, Now how can I ever believe in you. What can I do to show my disappointment, That you couldn't keep your commitment, Should I remove your collar and set you free, Maybe then you will be able to finally see. That this life to me is not a game, I respected you and expected the same, And no I can't just turn a blind eye, And let this hurt I feel just go by. So I will turn my back and just walk away, And not a word to you will I say, Until you finally decide to be true, And beg me to come back to you. But only once will this ever happen, Do it again and it will be the end, I will only except the surrender of one that is true, No matter how much I do love you. So my dear, it is best to never stray, An

Crimson Tears Of Joy..
Looking out my window as I lay in bed.. thick fog clouds my vision as I awaken to another day. Stepping from my door into the gray abyss, I venture out across the dew covered lawn. I can feel the moist droplets covering my feet and toes.. soothing.. cool. I keep going, unable to see what lies ahead, but knowing where to go, having walked this path so many times before. A few more paces, and I stop.... I stand there, motionless, allowing the damp air to penetrate my clothes, moistening my skin. I listen, and hear nothing but the rustling of leaves on the trees that I know sit in the distance. I hear the wind whispering to me, and the leaves chattering among themselves. "Be patient", She whispers. I close my eyes, and open my soul so that I may hear the unspoken words that She shares. I feel the air thicken as it begins to swirl around me. The gentle caress of her breeze, circling my very being. The movement intensifies, and suddenly even the morning fog is parted and thrust aside

Crime In Glasgow 'worse Than Ny'
Crime in Glasgow 'worse than NY' The report says Scottish police could learn from New York Glasgow could learn lessons from New York about how to tackle crime, according to a report by an independent think tank. The Reform Scotland report said there was now more violent crime per head of population in Glasgow than in New York. It said crime figures from 2006-07 showed for every 100,000 people there were 731.39 incidents in Glasgow compared to 631.30 in New York. It suggests following a zero tolerance policy like the American city. The report told how New York had introduced a more accountable and transparent police service, combined with a zero tolerance approach to policing and it said that crime in the American city fell by 67% between 1993 and 2004. The report stated: "The broad principles behind the reforms in New York City still offer a number of lessons for Scotland." It added: "The best example of a change in policing structures leading to a drama

Crime
some people asking what is worse lying or stealing, to me it both lying to someone care and love. stealing that of heart that u never get back no matter what. so if you have both done both so how is any one going truth u again . maybe people should ask that one. if u hate me for reading this i donot know what to say . maybe what i feel, u maybe feel diffenect.

Criminal Lyrics - Fiona Apple
I've been a bad, bad girl I've been careless with a delicate man And it's a sad, sad world When a girl will break a boy just because she can Don't you tell me to deny it I've done wrong and I want to suffer for my sins I've come to you 'cause I need guidance to be true And I just don't know where I can begin What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love Heaven help me for the way I am Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand But I keep living this day like the next will never come Oh help me but don't tell me to deny it I've got to cleanse myself of all these lies 'till I'm good enough for him I've got a lot to lose and I'm bettin' high so I'm begging you Before it ends just tell me where to begin What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal And I need to be redeem

Crimson And Brimstone
Crimson and brimstonecome to me I am in need..,and need to be set free. I"m locked away in my head and heart. I know not where to start. I"m so weak , and full of grief. Memories that fills my head. I want him to suffer I want him dead. I want him to feel all that I"ve been threw in my life. I want him to know , with a knife. I've killed him 1,000 times in my head. I"ve even wished him dead. I ploted revenge at the age of 7. I prayed to god up in heaven. I've searched high I've searched low. I want him to reap what he has sown. I'm a bitch child and no-one ever knew. I kept my face painted well. Deep on the inside is where my body went threw hell. The ones that know now wants to help. Yet, I know this is a battle that I must face alone. Brimstone and ashes I call upon thee. Slash his tongue, let him taste the sulfer so sweet. Let him know the pain I felt times two. Dark clouds and lighting hear my plee. Now go away go away and find he. feel the wrath and let th

Criminals
Have you ever noticed that convicted criminals have more rights than you do? They have the right to not have to work for a living, to have cable tv, to get fed every mealtime, and so on to the point that they not only get free medical but if they need an organ transplant, they are put at the front of the waiting list. I have often wondered why this is allowed to happen! If we do not work, we do not get to eat and we do get free medical. Why is it that they, who have preyed upon society get everything handed to them. I have been told it is because it is inhumane to force them to work, but the laws of economics force us to work. That since we have locked them away, we are responsible for their well being; but why should we have to provide them with more than is needed to survive when we will not do this for members of our society that have not committed crimes. It seems to me that we do have the responsibility to provide just enough for them to survive and if they want more or better the

Criminal Immigration
The News and Facts about CRIMINAL IMMIGRATION in America. http://americansfirstamerica.blogspot.com/ Blog is up dated weekly, by 1200 noon on Saturday !!! GOD BLESS THE USA ATT: ALL TRUE AMERICANS William Ghenn of alipac is a lier !!! Mr. Gheen takes money from the public in the name of fighting and ending criminal immigration in American. Mr. Gheen says the money never falls in his pockets nor does he pay a staff tax records and documents say other wise... Good Luck Mr. Ghenn, Americans are watching you !!!

Criminal Life!!
Sorrow hearted (Scars and strife) (verse #1) Living my life amongst battle scars and strife, Illegally paid so forget the stars and stripes, Just let me have my women and the occasional bar fight, A bag of “get me right” and a bottle of Henny on ice, It’s just enough to keep me chasing the spot light, It’s just enough to keep them chasing my car lights, Cop lights don’t mix well when you’re going through hard times, So push the pedal to the metal and ignore the stop signs, It’s a one way street when you’re riding with criminals, A hundred miles per hour, as you glance out the windows, Life flashes by until it becomes subliminal, All of a sudden, it doesn’t seem so critical, It’s more habitual - and less intentional, It’s more substantial for the courts judicial, But not beneficial - to ones residuals, After a while, a life of crime becomes despicable. (verse #2) I got my mind on money as if money could touch you, A hundred dollar bills if you want me to come t

Crimson Stains, Deadly Betrayal
Crimson stains cover my hands of ivory as I gaze upon them. Blood is everywhere beneath my gaze as I look to see its cause. I eye a mound upon the floor across the room that I do not recognize. I start to move closer and closer as my heart starts to beat more furiously. I dread that face I will find laying upon the ground with the crimson from my hands. I start to shudder and pale with each step. Maggot invested worms cover the face of this mound making it harder to go on. I reach for the veil only to find myself staring down upon my own face. With a single blade in my hand and tears in my eyes, next to a note that says simply "I really loved you". Death is my payment for love it seems, betrayal of lust to the first degree. Realization hits as darkness falls and I slowly fade away into sweet obilivion.

The Crimson
I feel it welling up insideAnd Robert Smith liedBoys do cry and withBlood tears in my eyesI'm an Anne Rice novel come to lifeI can't hide the monster anymoreOne can only feel desolate for so longUntil one starts to change into somethingThe mirror doesn't recognizeMetamorphasizeThe darkness has been biding its timeTo claim its latest victimFresh meat for carnal desiresTo become what I becameI've viewed the sun for the last time Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim's blood?So crimson and redI feel it flowing from your lips(Crimson and red)My heart is dead and so are you And it pulses throughThe desire to changeTo deconstructAll of myAll of my past feelingsBut where to beginBecause when you live in sin, it's hard to look at saintsWithout them reflecting your jet black aura back at youAnd all I have is hopeMy inner burn's not fadingI wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day Will you still hold me when yo

Crimson Roses
If i was there for the taking would you do it even if life depended on it Its not always crimson roses but baby it will be But the tears keep falling from these blue eyes like dew drops in the early morning you never have to worry about being alone but its not always gonna be crimson roses

Criminlas
More I thought about this stranger having my personal and private medical history it came down to being criminals. The stranger openly talked about my medical history in front of Joe a long time friend and barber but two other customers breaking State and Federal Laws. I wondered who's interest did they have in mind? Mine or someone else? Like the Doctor who gave me the two Insulin's, Lantus and Novalog which by creating the low blood sugar damaged my Heart, Brain, and other Organs for three years plus. Now I want this stranger's personal information and all those involved. Dare I say it even my friend from the 7th grade on February 19 late, wishes me good luck on your surgery that never took place because on the 20th of February at 6 AM is my Cardiac Cath. How did he even know? He's better off as a Fortune Teller than the racket he's in. No one addressed where the Heart damge came from, dopes. The Insulin's causing the low blood sugar for three plus years? Norio

Crimson Blood And Poison Tears
Rain, rain, go away, Because of you the pain will stay. Slit my throat, cut out my heart, Leave me here, tear it apart. Poison tears stream down my face, My heart beats at a steady pace As I try to stand again; Alone and standing in the rain. I don’t need you anymore… Is what I think while tears pour. I hate you like I hate my life; But love is what cuts like a knife. Love is death and death is you; Its pain stains like a black tattoo. Those memories come back again And bind me in the ropes of pain. Crimson blood streams down my head Like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread, To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull… ...Now just a memory that’s faded and dull.

'crime Pays'
willing to die for an outcome, when the end justifies the means to some, the kids grow up much too young, they pledge allegiance to whatever drug, playing cops and robbers with a loaded gun, CRIME PAYS, IN MANY WAYS AND YEARS, CRIME PAYS, DIVIES OUT ITS FAIR SHARE OF PAIN AND TEARS, CRIME PAYS, CRIME PAYS, CRIME PAYS, IN EVIL WAYS,

Crimson Love
The night is stalking the day an inch at a time Locked together in a dance forever intertwined Ever so close only allowed to touch at twilight This passionate kiss forever fractures the night Not dead or alive but dreaming somewhere in between Eyes forever open listening for the silent scream Of the innocents lost to feed the eternal need The eternal hunger, I give you my body to feed I love you in this second for all eternity I'll share this life together our immortality Passion red as a rose and sharp as this thorn Poised above my neck ready to be reborn The nocturne sings to the children ever lost The gates of heaven and hell forever shut Thirsting for the wine of the deepest cut Drowning in a flood of reverent blood

Crimson Night
Night falls and I awaken Light of day I have forsaken, My Vampire eyes seek far and wide There is nowhere safe for you to hide My prey calls to me upon each rising Their blood I seek , so appetising... moonlight bright, I grow stronger Makes me wish the night was longer. Wicked wings through the sky But my Crimson Night is alone... Hunger claws me inside out The need to feed makes my route.. Finding you here your blood so strong Fangs sink deep where I belong Sweet and hot my crimson high, Your pulse is fading, you slowly die.. Stop me before the demon rises Human life is what he despises I try to take just what I need But the demon trys to take the lead.. So cold and still in my arms, Your fate is sealed in stone.. You rest in peace at heaven's gate, Watching as the world flys by..

Criminal Bernanke Hailed As World's Savior By Time
Financial Crisis Perpetrator Bernanke Hailed As World's Saviour By TIMEFederal Reserve chairman Ben Bernanke has been named TIME person of the year for 2009 and hailed as a saviour when in the real world he has overseen the worsening of the financial crisis, the looting of the American economy by foreign offshore banks and the destruction of the Dollar. http://www.infowars.net/articles/december2009/161209Bernanke.htm

Crimsonminx
You spoke to me of treasures,Buried in a sandy shore.I now have no need of golden trinkets,They have no value to me nomore. No my treasure not buried,Deep within the sand.But it is here before me,On two feet it stands. This new wonder before me,In my eyes she does glow.She is rarer than any treasure,Any treasure I'll ever know.

Crime Scene Fucking.666
GREETINGS EARTHLINGS AND WELCOME TO HELL.666 THIS IS YOUR ANTI-CHRIST HERE JUST FOR A QUICKIE. THERE'S THIS THING THAT I HAVE A FETISH WITH AND SO DO MANY OTHER MEN AND WOMEN FROM MY DOMAIN. ITS CALLED "CRIME SCENE PHUCKING." I LIKE TO PHUCK WHEN A CHICK IS ON HER PERIOD. ITS KIND OF LIKE HOW DOGS GO CRAZY WHEN A BITCH(FEMALE GOG) IS ON HER PERIOD. WHEN THE FREAK IS IN HEAT. I USED TO COME OUT LOOKING LIKE GERANIMO JUST WENT IN AND MURDERED OFF HIS ENEMY TRIBE SCALPING THE MEN,WOMEN AND CHILDREN. I USED TO COME OUT LOOKING LIKE RONALD MCDONALD SLIT GRIMACE THROAT FOR SMILING TOO MUCH. I USED TO GET UP OFF OF MY CHICK AND LOOK LIKE RONALD MCDONALD TOOK AN AX TO EVERY ONE OF THE FRYKIDS FOR NOT SHARING ANY FRIES WITH HIM. I WOULD COME OUT LOOKING LIKE RONALD MCDONALD CUT THE BIRD BYTCHE'Z THROAT FOR NOT LEARNING HOW TO FLY STRAIGHT. I WOULD COME OUT OF MY CHICK SO STICKY AND GOOEY WITH BLOOD DRIED UP UNDERNEATH MY FINGERNAILS LIKE RONALD MCDONALD STUCK T

Crimson Tears Of Joy
Looking out my window as I lay in bed.. thick fog clouds my vision as I awaken to another day. Stepping from my door into the gray abyss, I venture out across the dew covered lawn. I can feel the moist droplets covering my feet and toes.. soothing.. cool. I keep going, unable to see what lies ahead, but knowing where to go, having walked this path so many times before. A few more paces, and I stop....I stand there, motionless, allowing the damp air to penetrate my clothes, moistening my skin. I listen, and hear nothing but the rustling of leaves on the trees that I know sit in the distance. I hear the wind whispering to me, and the leaves chattering among themselves. "Be patient", She whispers. I close my eyes, and open my soul so that I may hear the unspoken words that She shares. I feel the air thicken as it begins to swirl around me. The gentle caress of her breeze, circling my very being. The movement intensifies, and suddenly even the morning fog is parted a

#1 Criminal Minds
I have only watched the first few episodes of this show, but on more than one occasion the "B.A.U Team" has been referred to. This would stand for the "Behavioural Analysis Unit Team" and it grates on me that they would feel the need to say "unit" and "team". Stupid.

Criminal Act ?
Criminal Act Can you spare a moment?, do you have the time? I want to report a stolen Heart, but I'm not sure if it's a crime. I thought it was protected, safely tucked away, the last time I saw it I was with you and it's not here today. I don't know if you took it, or even if it's a crime if you need it more than I do, then bring it back later and please take your time. Please tell me, is it big enough for you?, does it fit you like a glove?, if you don't want to return it will you give it all your love?. I've decided to change my mind, I think it's for the best, I now know my heart beats better, now that it's in your chest. So take my heart, and protect it , handle it with care and know that if you eve

Criminal
Criminal He is a hustler He's no good at all He is a loser, he's a bum, bum, bum, bum He lies, he bluffs He's unreliable. He is a sucker with a gun, gun, gun, gun I know you told me I should stay away. I know you said He's just a dog astray. He is a bad boy with a tainted heart And even I know this a'int smart [Chorus] But mama im in love with a criminal And this type of love Isn't rational, it's physical Mama please don't cry I will be alright All reasons inside I just cant deny Love the guy [Britney Spears - Verse 2] He is a villain of the devil's law He is a killer just for fun, fun, fun, fun That man's a snitch and unpredictable, He's got no conscious He got none, none, none, none All I know, should let go, but no 'cause he's a bad boy with a tainted heart And even I know this ain't smart Britney Spears Criminal lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/britney-spears-criminal-lyrics.html [Chorus] But mama im in love with a criminal And this type of love Isn't rational,

"crimson Tears Of Liquid Fire"
Crimson tears of liquid fire, As delicate as a red rose. Beauty in the smallest things, Can change your life forever. As far as forever goes, Looking for the unforeseen and forsaken And searching for light in darkness that always grows, Trying to see the truth in a sinful small white lie, To find no truth in life. Seeing but not really knowing, Understanding means to misinterpret Life is a lie within this darkness,

Crimes Commited With State Assistance
Have you ever been down a road that you never thought you would regret only to find that road the most regretable? Stupidly I did just that in 2004 and now here in 2013 I am still regreting. This person took my life, my pride , my business, but most of all mu heart. A heart that had not yet been mended. Then the unforgivable happened. This person took my child, a child that I have not seen now since she was age two. A child that I would give my life for and almost did just that. This person manipulated an entire town into doing evil and harmful things so this person could get away with crime. This person, stole property, commited several different types of Fraud, to include forgery,but to be able to use our legal system to kidnap a child and then have the same legal system cover it up or at least try to , because now that the truth is starting to surface the same people that got conned into supporting this person's actions now must live with the fact they were conned and when your a

Crinkle Or Fold?
all throughout time there has been a question on everyones mind It's not about Love or friendship or living has nothing to do with hate or getting or giving this is much more serious am I making you curious? This question is something untold do you CRINKLE or do you FOLD? What the hell are you talking about? hold on, hold up, I'll tell you don't shout When you're sitting on the throne and you're doing your thing all alone If you reach for the paper and you fold, you're soul could be a little more cold Thats what you do? well than this is you, You're a tight ass with a little sass things must be perfect or your brain will fore fit You're much more organized so you'll never be surprised Life will be ok as long as things go your way Now the others crinkle whenever they tinkle these people are much more relaxed not to worry when their photo comments are maxed They are calm and cool not to be anyones fool these people are great n

Cripple Fight..
In now way am I trying to be mean when I wrote the subject of this blog.... Here's the story and it's true I swear. I got new neighbors in my apt complex I live in. Ok so truth be told it's gov't housing and you get a "wide" variety of people that come and go. From the people with no common sense to the just plain insane. Whatever, but never in the time that I've lived here have I known of neighbors such as the twosome I got a few weeks ago. I can't even remember their names but they are two younger girls and they both seem really nice. One girl is handicapped, I don't know what they call it but she walks on her tippi toes and talks out of the side of her mouth. The other girl, is blind. Alllrighty then. When i talked to the tip toe'd girls mom she mentioned that she had a room mate, not one time did she happen to mention that the girl was blind. Im just a little worried but not really because they have the right to live on their own and I actually applaud the parents and CAC for

Crippled Avalanches
If we were only this. Just a maze of veins. To be solved. A chalkboard of skin. To write upon. And be erased without consequence. Then i could understand. Why the hurt grows so big only to shrink back down into nothing. We are true or false questions. The vague geometry of loneliness tutoring the soft angles in the heart. We are god. Responsible for the happiness of everyone around us. We are the Satan's who take the blame for all their misfortunes. If we were only what we wanted to be I'd be nothing. But we're still. Always have been what they want from us. Discarded apple cores envious of the pie in the oven. Pillows with names I can't recall. Hairs on the sheets that still wreak of all the men who made me glad to be a whore. Each life is its own crippled avalanche. Each life has a pedestal. A place for the things it can't have. Some are stable. While others need to fall.

Crippled Heart
Crippled Heart 2007-05-28 17:09:07 The wind tends to burn me.. As it blows through my heart.. The emptiness consumes me.. The longer we're apart.. I tried not to loose you.. As I begged you to stay.. Now I struggle so hard To live another day.. You're love meant so much to me.. Yet you still walked away.. I don't want to hurt you.. Is all you could say.. If you really cared.. Then why didn't you try.. Left me for dead... My insides have died.. Searching for something.. That was already there... The times that we had.. And the love that we shared.. Was it not real? Was it all just a dream? My soul longing for you.. I just want to scream..

Crippled
CRIPPLED. HATE I can’t hate. I don’t understand how other can without feeling twice the pain they inflict inside. It’s a grueling feeling. My fangs were ripped off at birth. SORROW A crippled feeling. You can’t do anything to stop the flowing pain that roams inside you. Not without destroying the feelings you had for the person you lost. LOVE Yet another crippled feeling. Either you hurt yourself, or you hurt another person. The happiness that defines love is only temporary and stops as soon as complications come. Never bend over to the wishes of sleeping forever. PAIN A feeling I don’t like. I feel it all the time though, as I’m still bound by those chains. Suicide is not an option. Open your heart to the light and this feeling will be gone forever… I see darkness everywhere. FEAR I fear a lot of things. Death is the least of it. I fear not being accepted. I feel crippled fear. Tears runs down my cheeks when I fear. I fear now. JOY A feeling,

Cripple And The Starfish
I have learn few things regarding my life with him. We have shared every thoughts, joy, pain, sadness, jokes, heart with all it complicated meanings yet we understand each other. Every hard times due to our unforgiven past has set us into sweet trouble. But somehow we understand that two different individuals set into one same relationship is the whole meaning of love, itself. But sometime the love has turn out to be so enormous, I barely cannot hold it alone. It set me trapped into a dependent person. So I released myself into words and music, and this track is what I felt inside…deep inside. Cripple and the Starfish by Antony and The Johnsons (Taken from album Antony, 1998) Mr. Muscle forcing bursting Stingy thingy into little me, me, me But just "ripple" said the cripple As my jaw dropped to the ground Smile smile It's true I always wanted love to be Hurtful And it's true I always wanted love to be Filled with pain And bruises Yes, so Cripple-Pig

Crippled Bird
Baby bird, you can not fly. You never will, don't even try. Stay on the ground, it's safer that way. Flying is not for you. Little bird, do not cry; and do not watch them fly! You can not want to, it's not allowed! Stop this nonsense, right now! Crippled bird still wants to fly... hiding at first, she begins to try. Falls, gives up, then despairs. Wants to live no more. Dives, wings catch air - she soars! Fly high beautiful bird, crippled no more! September 1999

Crippled
First let me just say I completely and enthusiasticly enjoyed my first day back weight lifting but never did I imagine how sore my body would be in the aftermath of my oh so optomistic workout! Jesus! I'm strutting around my house as if I'm wearing fishtank platforms and a velvet fly guy jacket smack dab in the middle of a scene from "I'm gonna get u sucka"! and it's not even intensional! Who would of know fifty squats would make you walk like a circa 1970's pimp daddy? Hmm...not me!

Crippling Insanity
Crippling insanity this fear held within shown without Crippling insanity my brain never knowing always understanding Crippling insanity another day passing time slipping away Crippling insanity our society normal people crazed world Crippling insanity last breath giving up living again

Crippling Wildfires In The Heartland...
http://www.examiner.com/article/destructive-oklahoma-wildfires-rage-as-capital-ties-all-time-record-hottest-day We're setting all kinds of records with our heat...and to believe someone could actually have started the wildfires we have experienced this weekend is horendous. Thank goodness for the rain we had last night.

The Cripple And Doctor Holliday
I feel so ugly now that my core bleeds blackShove it in my veins with just a little smackKick it into high gear and heaving breathe in the smokeLook up to the grey sky swallow down and chokeLet the tears roll down along the seem of your smileLet them linger there for just a little whileLet me crawl inside you and tickle at your soulFind the darkest crevace and crawl into the holeStay within for ages and sit beside the rotCount all that was and toss all that was notI sit there in the silence when I hear a ringI look down to the flashing light and the robot singIt appears someone has found me hiding here in the darkI peer into the window feeling as if i were quite so starkA string of little numbers called upon me againIt whispered in dark secrets about all of the menMen who seemed to beat me though I never knewThese men, I never met them but they seem to make me blueI just tried to forget them all hung in frames inside my headI try to roll over and pull the covers further up my bedThe v

Crispy Fried Chicken
2 1/2 to 3 lbs. cut up frying chicken SEASONED FLOUR: 1 1/2 c. flour 1 tbsp. garlic salt 1/4 tsp. poultry seasoning 1 1/2 tsp. black pepper 1 1/2 tsp. paprika Combine all ingredients; set aside. CRISPY BATTER: 2/3 c. flour 1/2 tsp. salt 3/4 c. flat beer or water 1/8 tsp. pepper 1 egg yolk, beaten Combine flour and seasonings in bowl. Combine egg yolks and beer. Add gradually to dry ingredients. Heat oil in deep fryer to 365 degrees. Moisten chicken pieces. Dip in seasoned flour, then batter, then back in seasoned flour. Fry in hot oil 15 to 18 minutes until well browned. Drain on paper.

Crispy Corn Fritters
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Crispy Oven-baked Chicken
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Crispy Mexican Chicken
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