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Death Come To Me...
DEATH IS ALL AROUND ME TONIGHT... I FEEL IT IN THE AIR. I CAN TASTE THE BLOOD FROM THE FALLEN ONES THE SWEET SMELL OF DEATH IS HERE. "COME TAKE ME" I SCREAM INTO THE NIGHT "COME TAKE ME AND MAKE ME SANE COME TAKE ME INTO THAT VELVET DARKNESS TAKE AWAY MY PAIN." LIES FROM ABOVE COVER MY HEAD SWIMMING AROUND LIKE FISH BITING MY BRAIN. NOTHING WILL EVER TAKE THIS AWAY JUST LET ME GO INSANE. LET ME FEEL THE BLOOD RUN DOWN LIKE THE TRICKLING MOUNTAIN STREAM IT DOES NOT MATTER ANYMORE..I HAVE TRIED.. NOBODY CAN HEAR ME SCREAM.

~~death~~
~DEATH~ WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT.. A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to Leave the examination room and said, "Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side." Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know." "You don't know? You, a Christian man, Do not know what is on the other side?" The doctor was holding the handle of the door; On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, And as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. Turning to the patient, the doctor said, "Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, But I do know one thing... I know my Master is there and that is enough." Ma

Death Of The Booty Call
The booty call is dying... There are times I enter a physical relationship with someone I am attracted to knowing that there is no hope for a future. The girl may be fun, good looking, what ever, but she just doesn't either fit into future plans, or doesn't do it for me entirely. One of two things happen. You say good bye and move on, or become fuck buddies. For the latter, I always say the following BEFORE HAND: "I think you are awesome, and this could be great, but I don't want to send mixed signals. We can take this for what it is, but if it is going to confuse you, we should stop." Two things amaze me. (1) How that honest admission lands a shit load of tail. (2) How women completely forget it was said the moment they want more. Now I am not stupid. Every fuck buddy I have ever had is basically some girl trying to fuck her way into my heart. I'd like to say that I fire out that little speech to keep her from going batty. But... I know she is going to go fucking batty

A Death In My Family.. Please Send Condolences If You Knew Her..
God be with her... Elizabeth Berkowitz mother of 2 friends to many grandma to grandchildren and great grandchildren. Ive been taking care of this wonderful woman along with Her son Allen and daughter Margaret and granddaughters and family. She loved her crafts and she loved her egg drop soup with no noodles and extra fortune cookies. She loved to do things on her own and making people happy and wherever she went she ALWAYS made a new friend. Even if it was the hospital or a home... she always made a new one. She also loved giving the world to everyone in the world. She had sooo much love to give and whenever you were around her you knew it. She was a bus driver for marion county and she was part of many organizations. You could say she was a butterfly when it came to the community. She passed on Monday, March 10th, 2008 in her own home ( right where she wanted to be). I just want to say that I loved that woman even though I was only a part of her life for 9 months.. but I consider that

Death Dreams
i wander what they mean i dont like them they started about two weeks ago its odd how dreams exist in our minds it started with my sister and now its going with the family and yeah i know so comment i know everybody dies so ok but i get panicky about it so i just have to walk through these dreams i guess but in the meantime its a bummer cus i am having trouble sleeping and force myself awake i dont know just talking

Death......
Beautiful Explanation of Death ~DEATH~ WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT.. A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, 'Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side. Very quietly, the doctor said, 'I don't know.' 'You don't know? You, a Christian man, Do not know what is on the other side?' The doctor was holding the handle of the door; On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, And as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. Turning to the patient, the doctor said, 'Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing..

Death And Honor
As I sit here watching my Strenght fall from my body crippling me, making me weak and unable to even pick up a sword let alone my son. this wund was cazud form work yet is work still concidered battle? will there be Valhalla or shall I die and not know what it is to fight for my kith and kin. When my son ask's me "dady how do I get to valhalla ?" and I tell him the ultimate honor is to die in battle and meet death with honor in order to fight to save oru kin and kith. when He understands and he asks "Dady, Will you go to valhalla?" Can I answer him truthfully that yes I will be there in vaslhalla waiting for him to meet me in a warriors embrace in order to fight all day and feast at night? Or do I tell him that his father died from a wound that was not cauzed by battle yet of old age ? I do not know and it is what is starting to pick at my very soul? .................................................. Please if u are gonna talk trash save it for some one el

Death In Life
how can some one be dead in life ,,, i will tell u people to lose everything dear to that person that is how he is dead inside of living ,,,,, well lets see it seems like no matter how hard a person trys he will be forever doomed to fail cuz either he cant live up to his own standards or the fact that he cant live up to others standards ,,,so w3he ndoes the policy do what u have to for u go flying out the window ,,, i say poeple it goes out the window when said person falls in love then u see how they all act around others but it is always different then how they act around u so waht is there to do but feel u have lost yet another to some one else ,,, but is that due to ur own insecurities or the actions of a lost day before ,, what have u done to push ssaid person in to the arms of anoither then again does it have to be something u did or saomething u said or jsut promises made by the other party in ? ,,, i know deep down that i am not good enough , but i try to be the best in ever

The Death Of The White Race
The Death of the White Race U.S. COMMISSIONER CONFIRMS THAT WHITE PEOPLE FACE EXTINCTION. For years Aryan Nations has been warning our White kin that there was a conspiracy to Murder our White Aryan Race and that we were fast approaching the point of no return. Now we have confirmation from U.S. Government sources. On the back of this leaflet you will find a reproduction of an article from the August 4, 1981, Rocky Mountain News. When reading the article, please bear in mind the following things. Considering the lower-than-replacement White birth rate, the high non-white birthrate, the colored immigration and the fact that thousands of our young people (especially our women) desert their Race every day to marry non-whites, you can see that in ten years the child-bearing population of America will be less than ten percent White. All history, as well as common sense, declares that no Race can survive without separation from others so they can promote, propagate and protect

Death By Reality
I left something for you on the coast Of the ocean we made. An impassible collection of salt and water. Two unlike elements salvaged from the most unlikely sources. Of children stomped bloody on the yard. For running the wrong way in kickball. Of women held hostage in a mad society, by big guns and tiny dicks. Of the poets, overrun by idols and reality, left hungry in the wake, waiting for their day to bleed ink again. Of brothers seperated by the birth of a nation, and the demise of another, at the hands of well-meaning tyrants. Of a thousand and one lovers paying to stand in line for the sacrifice. The odds aren't good. The prenups are even worse. Stand there at the dock where we never met. Half past dusk, half between dawn, In the full moon's light, you may catch a glimpse. Across the dancing surface of the still waves- left somewhere in the heart of the craven new world. If you look carefully... with true love in your heart- You'll see the r

Death Of A Friend
A truly remarkable friend and coworker has lost her battle with cancer this past week. She was an amazing mother, teacher and friend. Despite the fact that she was suffering tremendously, she never walked around w/o her beautiful smile. Her 4 daughters and her students meant the world to her. She always gave 110%, no matter how she was feeling. She had to quit working a year ago, because the cancer spread and it took its toll on her. Nevertheless, she was determined to beat it and told her doctors to do whatever they could to get her back into the classroom. She kept saying that she still had so much left to do here on Earth and her girls needed her, also. Sadly, it just wasn't meant to be. She died on Monday, March 17 in the morning. We have been on Spring Break this past week and will be returning to work tomorrow. None of us are ready to face the children at school. They were asking about her before we went on vacation and now we have to break the news to them. This

Death Among Many Souls
Something lost yet never found A bloody knife left on the ground Screaming words heard all around slashing through your darkend skin your number's up marked with Sinn gushing life from with in a cloak and dagger sounded nice but i figured to break the ice pierce the skin before i slice Flailing now your wounds confide under blood you can not hide the rules of man I can't abide I'll cut you out of your own life finish the job there's no more strife your suicide but with my knife no more crying no more bitching no more cutting no ore stiching Your an itch not worth itching blackend water taints the sky souls are floating way up high but your still stuck when you die an evil curse is set upon you your blood runs black it just wont do sent to hell a demons due your time is up with one last chant you can crwal around like an ant but

Death... Honor Me..
When my Grandfather died, the Shriners played Amazing Grace on the bagpipes as they walked from the tomb, it's probably the only moving thing about any funeral or viewing I'd ever experienced. In fact I don't remember anyone elses funeral, what a shame. Nowadays funerals are boring and don't celebrate the life of the person who has passed. Dead people deserve so much more then to be pumped full of chemicals, made up like a woman and put on display. Then we're unsanctamonously placed in the ground, taking up valuable real estate. Of course we'll have all our rings and jewelry on us...can you even fathom how many millions of dollars in jewelry, rings, watches and necklaces are in any given cemetary...what a waste. When I go, I don't want to be put in a suit and put on display in a coffin. I want all my friends to drag my body to the nearest Irish Pub and sit me up on a stool a la Weekend at Bernies. And then I want someone to take out my credit cards and open a tab

Death
we are alone in the dark, here I stand reaching out my arm, a dying heart in my hand the blood drips to a puddle on the floor from my chest it continues to pour I lean in with a kiss, you steal my last breath My last dance was a dance with death D.L.Abrams

Death
Floyd Henry Suek, 67, of Great Falls, a retired pipefitter, died of lung cancer Sunday at Peace Hospice. Funeral Liturgy is 11 a.m. April 8 at St. Joseph's Catholic Church. Schnider Funeral Home is handling arrangements. Survivors include sons Brad Suek of Portland, Ore., and Ted Suek of Miles City; sisters Jean Ladner of Long Beach, Miss., Darlene Wilson of Vaughn, Connie Burchek of Bozeman and Patricia Brown of Billings; brothers Raymond Suek of Sheridan, Wyo., and David Suek of Great Falls; and one grandchild. For those that know me this is my uncle's obituary. There is a pic in my family album. He looks a lot like my father. Out of my dad's family I have lost my dad and 3 uncles. There are still 2 more uncles and then 3 aunts. Our family started out being a big one, but is slowly decreasing in the original family. I guess that is what makes losing someone so hard, but more so a favorite. Out of a family this big, you will have favorites. He was one of my favorites and I

Death
fuck this pain fuck this suffering fuck this love and fuck this life i give up i am done everything always seem to fail my life is nothing but failer someone please come and take this life of mine death sound so good death sounds so fun what is left here for me nothing so i take this blade to my vaqins hoping for a slow painful death i take the blade to my neck and hop ei go quik

Death Of A Friend
My best friend and companion for 18 years, Biscuit, the family Westie-Poo was put down humanely today. He had a long and wonderful life. He kept my lap warm in the winter, and loved to run and play right up until this afternoon when I took him to the vet. In the end he had gone blind, and deaf, his sense of smell was degraded enough he couldn't identify anything till his nose was right over it. His hips went out 6 months ago, due to cancer. I'm still tearing up thinking of him as I write this note. I wish he were here, but he suffered long enough. If its true all dogs go to heaven I certainly hope he finds someone else to play with until I can join him there. I love you Biscuit, and will always miss you.

Death Of A Woman
The blood drips down my arm and lands on the cold linoleum tiny drops of life- like tears that I once cried But the tears are all gone and my life will soon be- the tiny drops form a puddle and that puddle spreads as my life begins to fade. I should feel pain but I really feel nothing no pain, no fear, no regret I am an empty shell no longer capable of feeling. With the last of my strength I put my fingers in the puddle and write these words on the white bathroom wall: " Remember me for who I was- remember the good anplease don't ask why. Remember I love you." My strength is gone I lay on the floor so tired and so cold I close my once bright eyes and then I am gone. This poem was written on May 14th, 2007 while i was drunk and my then fiance James hecided to leave me for our roommate. This is how I keep myself from doing stupid things like actually killing myself..i write about it instead.

Death Of The Booty Call......
The booty call is dying... There are times I enter a physical relationship with someone I am attracted to knowing that there is no hope for a future. The girl may be fun, good looking, what ever, but she just doesn't either fit into future plans, or doesn't do it for me entirely. One of two things happen. You say good bye and move on, or become fuck buddies. For the latter, I always say the following BEFORE HAND: "I think you are awesome, and this could be great, but I don't want to send mixed signals. We can take this for what it is, but if it is going to confuse you, we should stop." Two things amaze me. (1) How that honest admission lands a shit load of tail. (2) How women completely forget it was said the moment they want more. Now I am not stupid. Every fuck buddy I have ever had is basically some girl trying to fuck her way into my heart. I'd like to say that I fire out that little speech to keep her from going batty. But... I know she is going to go fucking batty

Death Of Best Friends Daughter
it was friday night, a friend called me to tell me one of our best friends 5 yr old daughter was in the hospital. she was in a coma and needed a liver transplant. it hurt very badly to hear that. you see, i knew her since she was born. she was a beautiful little girl, big brown eyes long curly brown hair. then saturday came, 2:30 in the afternoon, i got the call, she had just passed away. the tears began, the hurt and pain inside worsened. why, why take a little girl who hasn't even lived life to the fullest. people said she's in a better place now, that may be true but it still doesn't replace the pain. ASHTON, will be remember forever!! she will always be in my heart and prayers.

Death Happens Oh Too Quick..dedicated To My Cousin David Dutrisac...10/06/80 - 12/1/07 R.i.p.
Death came And now my cousin is gone. Death took The happiest man around. Death cares about nothing at all Death thinks of only the pain it causes. Death happens oh too quick. Death came And tore our family apart. Death took his dreams of a family Death doesn't care about the tears that fall. Death thinks our misery is it's muse. death happens oh too quick Death came and now i must move on Death took my will to hold Death doesn't care whether it drags you down or not Death thinks we can let go But sometimes Death Happens OH To Quick

Death By Bondage
There was a 29 year old man that died yesterday due to being left alone tied up. So I have posted these guidlines please use them. Never ever leave your sub alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bondage, or the act of restraining another, can be a heady, erotic form of play. For those practitioners, the tying or being tied by another can have a profound affect on their level of sexual energy. For the dominant to have the consensual trust of a submissive who allows him to render her completely helpless by bondage… it is a very powerful feeling. There aren’t many leaps of faith that are bigger. Bondage is among the most intense of games people play with each other. There are as many reasons for doing it as there are people who indulge. Bondage safety is the responsibility of all parties involved. It should not and does not fall exclusively on the shoulders of one partner. No matter where your interest is in the power dynamic when playing bondage games you should never under estimate your pe

Death-iversary
disclaimer: This blog is kinda long and jumps a bit and probably wont make much sense. i needed to write it to just get it out of my system. Well, this saturday marks the 1 year anniversary of the day my dad died. Have i come to terms with this yet? no. Is it consuming all of my thoughts lately? yes. I know i'm not the first and certainly wont be the last person to loose a loved one they way i did. i dont expect special treatment because of it or even sympathy. death is a part of life. simple as that. Last weekend i took a trip to Deep Creek Lake, MD to spend a weekend surrounded by some of the greatest people i know. They are my family. no blood ties (except between my brother jeff and i) but the bonds we all have run deep and strong. I got to sit and hang out and catch up and just talk to my friend Jim who i havent done that with in god knows how long. He used to be such a big part of who i am, but of course over time you drift apart because thats what life does to people. yo

The Death Joke(peom)
the say death better then life but you turely have not seen everthing. there something that make you want to die but there things that happen to another people that make you cry. the death joke is you lauging but look all the people that gone. some days you gone mind all in that zone you dont want to a soul know what going on. some things you keep to youre self. I handle it my own way..sometime the only somebody you count is youreself. yeah some days im not myself it's not a call for help.this something what im use to. thank any one who caring..but im head strong. today only today the next day im be better. this just i can speak my pain from soul wirte a quick peom or wirte a dope song. the death joke you did before im not doing it again..but on inside is dying.

Death ... *giggles*
An old man, Mr. Wallace, was living the last of his life in a nursing Home. One day he appeared to be very sad and depressed. Nurse Tracy asked if there was anything wrong. "Yes, Nurse Tracy," said Mr. Wallace, "My Private Part died today and I am very sad." Knowing her patients were forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Wallace, please accept my condolences." The following day, Mr. Wallace was walking down the hall with his Private Part hanging out his pajamas, when he met Nurse Tracy. "Mr. Wallace," she said, "You shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. Please put your Private Part back inside your pajamas." "But, Nurse Tracy," replied Mr. Wallace, "I told you yesterday that my Private Part died." "Yes, you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?" (You are going to love this !!!!!) "Well," he replied, "Today's the viewing."

~~~~death Of A Rose~~~~
My heart was torn I am in pain My soul is worn I live in disclain Once a life of delight Alive and well I live in nothing but darkness of light An everlasting hell Inside I am dead now I can't take the pain no more I want to be happy, but don't know how. But, people don't care, they just ignore Someone save me Before I disappear To the lock of my heart, I need the key And what I need is a cure This is a secret Something no one knows Another life to regret A death of a Rose

Death ~work In Progress~
Everything around me dark,smelly,dingy The smell of death has covered it all no looking back. What was meant to be shall be. Thoughts run clear though the mind quite distorted. Longing for anything simple anything warm screaming from the inside out ripping flesh from bones clawing at the decade human the one i am rottening inside. needing something... something even I can not give myself..... needing to for once feel something... anything

Death...again.
Today, my soon to be ex hubby came home and said that he got a call saying that his Grandpa wasn't doing good and the nursing home wasn't expecting him to live through the night. Despite that news, I had to go to work. While I was at work, my soon to be ex, Ryan, called my cell and left a message. When I checked them, I called him and he told me that Grandpa had died. I went up to my supervisor and as I told her, I broke down and she sent me home 2 hours early. Ryan's grandpa was more like a grandpa to me then my own grandpa is. I love Grandpa Rossenbach and I always will. On my way home, I stopped and bought comfort food but it just isn't working well enough. Well, I am off to mourn. RIP Delbert Rossenbach. 4/30/08

Death
to all my fubar friends, i would like to inform you that there has been a death in my family. therefore i wont be on fubar for a few days. so i will see you friends of mine in a few days... thanks to all my friends in advance

Death Star Laser
A new patent granted to Lockheed Martin seeks to combine multiple lasers into a single, higher-power beam, which would, in theory, help achieve the power output needed for laser weapons. The patent outlines a method to "combine multiple laser beams into a single coherent beam without requiring insertion of optical elements into the laser beam."

Death Note
Well I went and saw the movie based off of my favorite animae show, Death Note. I was put off when I first heard of it because it is live action. But when it comes right down to it, the movie was pretty good. They of course changed a few things, but not that much really. The core basis of the story was in tact. Don't blame them really being the series is very long. I can't wait for the sequel.....Death Note: The Last Name Out of 10 I give this movie a 9!!!!! And as a last note...I WILL be looking for this on DVD!

Death
Why does Death come so unexpected? Why is it that Death seems to grab the people who mean the most and has done good things all of their life? Why is it that Death has to be a thief in the night? Why does it seem like Death surrounds us Thrice when He comes in the night? I question this and ask why...... Why Aunt Wanda Why..... Death has taken a good woman who did no harm unto others but was always taking the hits for those who deserved them.... Why Aunt Wanda why??? To my Aunt Wanda for whom I will love forever.....

Death Note
I have never read any of the Manga but I watch or record DeathNote on Adult Swim after Bleach on Cartoon Network. It isn't my favorite show that they have had on but it is still pretty good. The Shirgami was so cool looking and the voice was spot on that was really cool. I thought they got L perfect. That would include all the little movements like the feet and how he holds the phone. I'm not sure if it was all the same Voice Talent from the cartoon but if not it sure sounded just like them. You might not think it but those little touches make a movie so much better. I didn't really know how they where going to tell the story or how far they would go into it. I thought the story was told pretty well. I guess the ended the movie at a pretty good point in the story. I don't really do the stars or thumbs up but it has 2 thumbs up and enough stars to be good. Oh yeah the special features where pretty good also. The only thing that I thought could have made the movie better is that there wa

Death Note(live Action Feature)
I recently went to see ‘Death Note’, my favorite anime and manga translated to the silver screen in live action form. Needless to say, I was on the edge of my seat every second of this film. When I first saw the trailer during a screening of ‘Iron Man,’ I was ecstatic. The ‘Death Note’ trailer was actually the largest highlight of ‘Iron Man’ for me. After seeing it, I can easily say that ‘Death Note’ is one of the best movies in recent memory. ‘Death Note’ has a very compelling premise that draws me into it at least. It’s mainly about a notebook that grants the power of death to people. For whoever’s name is written in the note dies. There are various rules to this that allows the user to control anywhere from the fashion in which the person dies to all the actions the person does before dying. In addition to the capabilities of the Death Note, the main character also makes the story interesting. Light Yagami is the only person who has access to the Death Note in the recentl

Death Calls To Me
Death calls to me From Hell's garden I've died You didn't cry Shadows cover me In an endless dark I scream in pain It's truly a shame In the death I kill my soul Love is vain Death is pain Blood flows freely Like a river I bleed for sin Everyone dies The devils reap I cannot sleep We die We're together again I'M FUCKING DEAD!

Death In The Family
My daughters great-grandmother died, this is her first time dealing with death in the family...I have to be at visitation and funeral to help her ..i told her mom that she can hang with me during all this...I hate to see my lil girl deal with it.. it is hard for me.. I hope you all undetstand...my heart breaks just thinkin what is in store the next couple of day!! I must be here for her. John

Death Sentence Endorsed In Lunsford Case
Death sentence endorsed in Lunsford case By CURT ANDERSON, Associated Press Writer 14 minutes ago A jury decided Wednesday that a convicted sex offender should get the death penalty for the kidnapping, rape and murder of 9-year-old Jessica Lunsford, who was buried alive in trash bags just yards from her home. The jury, on a 10-2 vote, brushed aside pleas for mercy and a life sentence from defense lawyers based on claims that John Evander Couey, 48, is mentally retarded and suffers from chronic mental illness. Jurors deliberated for about one hour. The final decision on Couey's fate will be made in several weeks by Circuit Judge Richard Howard, who is not bound by the jury's recommendation but is required to give it "great weight." The Lunsford family showed no emotion when the decision was read, nor did Couey. Couey was convicted last week of taking Jessica in February 2005 from her bedroom to his trailer about 150 yards away, where he raped and killed her. Despite

Death
Have you every wonder what life would be like if you are setting at 95 years old and you are truely along.Husband or wife left this world along time ago,and children lives their everyday life.Hustling and Bustling,and somehow you dont feel important anymore.Sometimes I set here,and I wonder,where I will be at when I am ninety.I do know I don't want to be along,and I don't want to bury my children before me.I do know I don't want to lose my senses. I do know I want to go for my walks,go dancing.Enjoy the little things in life.I know I don't want to set in the house all day turning up the heat and wishing death would come to call.I have seen so many like this.Hell I have seen 30,40,50 year olds calling upon death.It takes more guts to live than to die.It is the easy part,but you are not going to go to sleep permantly till it is your time to go.Until God gets ready for you. So why not make the best of it.You know I am not scare of death.I except it.It has been our goal since we began life

Death Of A Sibling July 22,2007
It has been a week now. A week since I picked up the phone and my sister in law screams your brother. If any of you know my brother screaming about my brother could be a numerous of things. Ex: He hurt someone, he had a wreck, he is in jail, he tore up someone else property. the list goes on and on. But this "your brother" was the hardest of them all. The next voice was I am sorry honey your brother has passed away. I screamed and screamed and scream not my bubba, my fatboy, mikey it cant be. He is suppose to be here to fight with me. Being a pair of siblings means you have noone else to fight with but each other. Then I am feeled with shock and next comes hate. I hated him for leaving me. He cant leave me. Growing up my mom worked 2nd and dad worked out of town. Mikey was my mommy, my provider and most of all my protector. He protected me more than I can say from danger that may come my way. Now I am left to fend on my own. Its hard but I think of him with my granny who passed in 2000

Death
Hello my fubar friends. I know some are use to profile comments every day from me but right now I have to stay with my mom in law as she is in the process of dieing from a very rapid spreading lung cancer. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers as this is no easy task. Thank you :)

Death
"It's interesting how we as a society take life for granted and it takes a death to an athlete, a celebrity, or some other social icon to remember how fragile life can be. I guess we remember at depressing times because they are someone we see in the spotlight. Someone that is suppose to distract us from our problems by entertaining us whether it be watching their movie, listening to them sing, or whatever they may be." It is very ironic how it takes a public figure or someone close to us dying to make the rest of us re-evaluate our lives. I know for me it wasn't so much a celebrity but my parents. When my Dad died almost 14 years ago, I thought my world was going to end. I loved him more than life itself. To the point that when I found out I was ready to take my son to my Mom's house and leave him there. I didn't want to live anymore. Thankfully my Mom refused to watch my son that day otherwise I more than likely would not be here typing this out now. I thought my world had cra

Death In Retrospect
In retrospect of everything that I have gone through in my lifetime good and bad.Thinking back to those two very significant days in my life, had I chosen to find a way to end my life, where would that have left my son. He now is my reason for living as he always should have been. Unfortunately it took me feeling abandoned by my Mom taking her own life that made me realize that. My son will forever and always be my reason to choose life over death. Mickey and I have a relationship very similar to the one I had with my Mom. I don't even want to imagine what it would do to him, if something were to happen to me at this point in his life. I want to watch him grow up. I want to be here to see him through his mistakes. I want to see him succeed. I want to see what direction his life takes. Most of all in order for me to assure that he has a better life than I did, I need to make sure that he does. By wanting all of these things for him give my life a meaning and a purpose. I have been c

Death
My mom in law passed away today and it has been a long hard two weeks. She walks now with no pain and a smile on her face. Though this thought is comforting I am sooooo sad and will miss her so very much. Thank you to the people who sent me their warm wishes I appreaciate it more than you know. Dawn

The Death Of A Slice Of Childhood.
A slice of my childhood died the other day. The slice was named Jim McKay. Sports fans who grew up watching Wide World of Sports Saturday Afternoons on ABC TV likely joins me in mourning his passing. To understand Jim McKay, you must understand the times of the 1960s, 70s and 80s. Those who are growing up in a world of hundreds of TV channels and millions of sports websites don't understand our childhood; a world of four or five television channels. There was only one place to watch sports such as Ski Jumping, Cliff Diving and Lumberjack Championships and McKay was the man who brought you the action. Jim McKay's version of sportscasting is completely opposite from today's world. McKay didn't have a catch phrase. He didn't need one. McKay tempered his professionalism with genuine passion and a delivery style that bordered on poetic. You could feel the excitement of a great play, but McKay also made sure you knew the athlete that made the play; what he was like, his family, his fee

Death
Why do people whos time has come and want to let go because it hurts keep hanging on despite the pain that they are going through watching love ones suffer durning a death watch is the hardest thing to do yet we do it all the time.

Death
What the fuck George Carlin passed away last night that fucking sucks one of the great comedian you will be missed man. No one told it like it was like Carlin I remember watch the man when i was ayoung kid with my dad and laughung my ass off. I am gonna post some clips of Carlin here so watch em and show him some respect!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Death To A Family
You know so many people look and laugh at others because of our differences and thats what makes a unique family. But when you start pulling that family apart and tearing it down to little peices its takes its toll on everyone, You have back stabbers, and two-faced bitches. Liars and i hate to use this word but CUNTS. Everyone in this "industry" is a fucking back stabber no matter what the situation. No one can keep their words straight, and they think that they are better than others. and to be honest Im sick of it Im sick of being told what to do when to do it and who and whom not i can associate with. Its not fun, I fight for the right to do what i want within the limits of UCMJ so I will be damned if anyone will tell me different, all this crap is petty and un called for... I dont agree with any of it. how a once family can be turned into "enemies" is harsh and cruel. Its beyond what i would want to call "family" you never can get rid of family, and thats what we use to be

Death Is Not The Worst!
Death is Not the Worst Way to lose someone When they have lost their souls When they have lost their minds When they have lost all true sense of themselves That is the greatest loss A person can feel Death is not the worst Way to be missed When you have lost your soul When you have lost your mind When you have lost all true sense of ones self That is the greatest pain You can bestow upon a loved one Death is not the worst Way to miss someone When they are alive and well When they make mistakes To get them where they are When you can’t have them In your life everyday When you have to spend A lifetime a way from them For their poor choices That is the greatest agony That all parties have to endure Death is not the worst Way to lose someone When their souls Escape their body When they feel no more pain When they are just a carcass Or ashes in the ground This is the greatest relief Everyone should feel.

Death Happens To All Ages...
Well this morning another family member has passed away... This is my second loss this year and my 5th since January 07' My Aunt was 55 married for 37 years 3 grown kids and 3 grand kids... She has been living with Multiple Sclerosis for 25+ years and her fight with this disease is over... The Dr's are unaware of exactly why she decelerated so quickly. She went to the hospital a couple weeks ago because of a UTI and then she got a bowel infection... She had an irregular heart rate on Sunday... Monday she went to ICU... She remained in ICU Tuesday morning about 12:30am her kidney's started to not work properly so they had her on dialysis from 4am yesterday till she passed away this morning... There is a song I would like to dedicate to her to you... If you haven't seen the bucket list you should watch it... This song is SAY by John Mayer... Life is short... If you love someone tell them if you don't and you are living a lie are you really living? Be honest with

The Death Of Freedom
The Death of Freedom The rights of ordinary people to speak out against an unjust war and atrocities unleashed in their name are being crushed. Fascism is at the door. Who else will fight it? by John Pilger On Christmas Eve, I dropped in on Brian Haw, whose hunched, pacing figure was just visible through the freezing fog. For four and a half years, Brian has camped in Parliament Square with a graphic display of photographs that show the terror and suffering imposed on Iraqi children by British policies. The effectiveness of his action was demonstrated last April when the Blair government banned any expression of opposition within a kilometre of parliament. The high court subsequently ruled that, because his presence preceded the ban, Brian was an exception. Day after day, night after night, season upon season, he remains a beacon, illuminating the great crime of Iraq and the cowardice of the House of Commons. As we talked, two women brought him a Christmas meal and mulle

Death
Death can appear in dreams in many forms ranging from the near-death experience to wish-fulfillment projected on others. It may seem to be terrifying, or almost joyful in its sense of power. The near-death experience can be either a psychological phenomenon or a physical one. The physical phenomenon comes from lucid dreaming in a nightmare condition. You may become aware of the body paralysis of the REM state and feel powerless to defend yourself in the dream. This can create an overwhelming sense of vulnerability to the threatening circumstances of the dream and a near-death experience. The psychological facet is part and parcel of feeling endangered by your circumstances. This danger may be tangible or merely sensed in the dream. If it is tangible, the source of the danger is the area for interpretive work (whom, why, how, and what has endangered your life?). If the danger is merely sensed, it may symbolize ambivalence concerning a soul's transition into facets of self-awareness

The Death Of Free Internet Is Imminent
Death of Free Internet is Imminent Canada Will Become Test Case By Kevin Parkinson 21/07/08 "Global Research" -- - In the last 15 years or so, as a society we have had access to more information than ever before in modern history because of the Internet. There are approximately 1 billion Internet users in the world B and any one of these users can theoretically communicate in real time with any other on the planet. The Internet has been the greatest technological achievement of the 20th century by far, and has been recognized as such by the global community. The free transfer of information, uncensored, unlimited and untainted, still seems to be a dream when you think about it. Whatever field that is mentioned- education, commerce, government, news, entertainment, politics and countless other areas- have been radically affected by the introduction of the Internet. And mostly, it's good news, except when poor judgements are made and people are taken advantage of. Scrutiny

Death Of The Flesh~a Poem By Me
Death of the Flesh Life beyond the trees spirit flying with the breeze free, like the butterfly by the light of the moon no longer wrapped in its cocoon A fate we fear never knowing how near closer with each breathe each newly formed wrinkled tears begin to trickle Life time here full of joy, and tears like a flash of light soon we shed our cocoon to fly free over the moon Rohnnda Sayri Benavente Copyright ©2008 rohnnda s benavente

Death
Here I sit in a hotel room hundreds of miles from home with nothing but my thoughts.I spent today at Asistencia Rehabilitation Center with my 93 yr old Grandmother watching her go from bad to worse b4 my eyes. 1 week ago they drained a quart of fluid from her lungs.....they believe it contained cancerous material but will not make a diagnosis because of her age. They say chemo at her age is unnecessary. Who are they to decide when her life should end. Tomorrow they xray again and Monday we find out if she will recover or if they medicate her and send her home with hospice. As i sat there and watched 4 generations bustle around the room it hit me....this one GREAT WOMAN is the glue that holds our extended family together....what happens when she is gone? She lived a long beautiful life and I believe she is readt to let go, why can't my family let go? I wish they would let her go in peace.......

Death
Sorry to all my friends that have been wondering about whee the hell Ive been. I have been so busy with school and my mother in law dieing its been real rough. but im back and have missed fubar.....-smiles- so hit me up anytime i will respond now.

Death!
Death is certain!!! Plants die, Animals die, Stars die, As do planets, Make the most of what little time you have, For you never know when you will feel the chill of Death, You could go to bed and not awake in the morning, But do not fear sleep, If you fear Death then you fear Life, Because Death is the only thing truly certain in Life.

Death
Death, oh sweet, beautiful Death How long have I waited for your embrace Like two lovers intertwined Aching to feel your soft lips pressed against mine Oh but to hear your sweet voice Whisper softly in my ears The gates of Heaven opening up And God himself easing my fears Oh how I have hoped against hope And wished upon a thousand stars That my soul be freed from this earthly clay And with Zamariah, my beloved, sing from day to day Alas as another nightfall retreats And the sun slowly creeps over the horizon I'm reminded of my constant rejection Of Death's most deepest affection

The Death Of A Dream
They had a dream. A dream of a world where men would be equals. A world of freedom where any man could raise and become something, do something. They had a dream of a great civilization of peace, freedom and equality, a dream they took from their brothers, the Enlighted. He had a dream that no man should own a man. A dream of honesty and purity. He had a dream of a strong unified country. He had a dream. A dream where any man could stands and speak regardless of his colour. He had a dream of forgiveness and fraternity. He had a dream of a strong mixed nation. Those dreams are gone, killed by the greed and stupidity raised to a virtue that would make cry those great men that were Franklin, Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Lincoln or Luther King. Those dreams were known across the planet as the American Dream, a dream of a land where aenything is possible. That dream is long gone. I am not american, my wife is. I come from country which gave the foundation of the dreams of

Death Of Love
Tormented thoughts spin out and twist into yet another web of cleverly lined chaos Misery masquerading as hollow smiles and carefully planned words. Incessant ramblings of a self-induced confusion Submerging the truth beneath a kaliedoscope of pretty techno colored lies I've lost sight of myself again Apologetic tones and crumpling faith Hand picked lines to make the delusions fit; picture perfect Self medicated thoughts swirl crimson upon cream Hard to find the truth clawing beneath the surface Another headache for yet another Flase hope that has withered away to nothing Ashes to Ashes Dust to dust With trembling hands I will collect what remains of us Incinerate blessed thoughts with the wrath of long since bitter memories There in the flickering flames, I find an eerie sense of belonging Creator of chaos, Keeper of sin With this death of love, I find the will to finally force myself to live I refuse to be numb

Death Becomes Me.
Has anyone ever hung up on you? PLENTY OF PEOPLE. Have you ever been to a tanning bed? BEEN TO THE PLACES, STRIPPERS HATE TAN LINES. Today did you hug a person you have feelings for? NOPE. Do you hate when people smoke around you? NO. Do you drink tea? YUP. Who's bed did you sleep in last night? NOT A BED, ON A FLOOR IN ANDERSON. Do you have any bruises? YEAH, ONE OF MY STOMACH FROM AN INSULIN INJECTION. Who was the last person you had a phone conversation with for more than an hour? DUNNO. HATE TALKING ON THE PHONE. Recently kissed anyone with the name starting with T? NOPE. Dark hair or light hair in the opposite sex? DOESN'T MATTER, EACH HAVE THEIR FLAWS AND ATTRIBUTES. Wheres the last place you went? ANDERSON, BUT IT FEELS LIKE I WALKED OUT OF A DEATH CAMP. Are you looking forward to something as of right now? THE FLOGGING MOLLY SHOW IN SEPT. PINEAPPLE EXPRESS. Last thing you ate? EGG SALAD, NOT REALLY A GOOD TIME I'M THINKING NOW.

The Death Of Bernie Mac And Isaac Hayes
Before he passed away Sunday, soul-music great Isaac Hayes sat down with Steppin' Out magazine and, ironically enough, addressed the question of how he'd like people to remember him. "As someone who used his talent for the benefit of mankind," he explained. "And as someone who made this world a more pleasant place to live. "I'm a civil rights fighter and an advocate of literacy and I'm very generous with my time. I care about people. I watch TV and I see kids without parents and I cry. It touches me. "I've been through the whole gambit of survival. My mother died when I was a baby and I've seen all kinds of stuff. So I have a sensitivity toward children. So wherever I can do something to make it a better situation, I pursue that. I know that one man can't save the world, but I'll do whatever I can." Hayes died at his home in Memphis at age 65. Sadly, the famed crooner recently finished shooting the movie 'Soul Men,' along with comic Bernie Mac, who also just passed away Sa

Death Of A Friendship
Just a few poems that express the pain I feel at the loss of our friendship. You meant the world to me. I truly wish you nothing but the best, for I cannot hate you even if I wanted to. i didn't ask for it to be over but then again i didn't ask for it to begin For that is the way it is with life As some of the most beautiful days Come completely by chance But even the most beautiful days Eventually have their sunsets ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you can just turn And walk away And feel there's nothing more to say And you don't feel a tearing In your heart If you can so easily Forget about me And all the things I tried to be Then I guess there was really no reason For you to stay ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It hurts To see you walk away For admit it or not You were an important part of my life And the times we shared will forever be a part of me So even though I realize That it was never meant to be S

Death
Peace be with you and also with me. People wonder why I stay friends with those that many not seem worthy of that title. I have never tried to get anyone to realize the reason behind that. But it is my belief that everyone has a place in this world and not to recognize that would be a great disrepect to those that are lost and seem forgotten. In the wake of the death of a person who I discovered years ago, last sight of for awhile, but remerged back in to the light. Now that person's flame has gone out in this world to awaken in another. We don't want to say goodbye but the gaulet must be run to start to finish. Life must realize that that there must be death to also have life and that you must have life to have death. Those left behind are the ones that suffer while the ones that have gone on are the ones that are truely blessed. So let us not fear for those that have gone on but let us remember them with reverence and good memories. The road is long and weary. We are all b

Death Of Love
What is love like I wonder I thought I had found it several time Yet only to find I was wrong, My parents thought they were in love But after about five years It turned out is was not love, I thought I had the start of love recently Only to come to the realization That it was only Lust, Can I be sure love even still exists Why for all I know It could of died before I was born. Now I wonder When was the Death of Love. Please comment if you read it...Originally composed in 2001....

Death
As each day passes me by A little piece of my soul is taken from me Piece by piece Drop by drop My life is ending. I lie here as i watch the days grow longer I know my life grows shorter Death is watching Through black curtains I know the end is near SWallowing me Holdong me My life has ended. cjb

Death Race
Jensen Ames was set up, and sent to prison. It's the future, and prison's are now run by the corporations. Mans thirst for more has turned the PPV cage fights into Death Race, where prisoners race each other in souped up, iron plated, heavy weaponed cars. In the last race, Machine Gun Joe, played by Tyrese, took out Frankenstein. So Hennessey, played by Joan Allen, "arranges" for Jensen Ames, played by Jason Hottness...I mean Statham. He was a driver on the outside, and a good one. And she needed someone to wear the Frankenstein mask, with the same skill set. And it goes from there. Ames is blackmailed into driving, and the games begin. The script was somewhat predictable. Loosely based on the 1975 film Death Race 2000...and I do mean loosely, it gave a few new twists, but nothing spectacular. But this movie was about the action, not the plot. The same basic themes run through both, don't trust big government/corporation. Jason Statham was...well...Jason Statham.

Death Before Dishonor - Five Finger Death Punch
Death Before Dishonor lyrics [V1:] To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom feeding scum The FCC, the FBI and every tin god with a badge and a gun You talk and talk, you preach and bitch but your words don't mean a thing You get what you give, you give what you get Just the way it's always been [Chorus:] I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury me like a soldier, with my dignity! [V2:] You imitate the ostracized, put your head beneath the sand Your cup it runneth over, must be rough to live so grand You reap what you sew, you pay what you owe unless you bathe yourself in greed You rob and you take, your world is fake There's no honor amongst the thieves [Chorus:] I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury me like a soldier, with my dignity! [Pre-Chorus:] Fuck! You're self righteous, self pretentious Your ways are not for me You're deluded, so confused

Death , Life By N
It stalks the night It stalks the day It seeks out life And whisks it away It's known as death And other things too But it's all the same What matters is you. How do you see it? What does it mean? It's best if you know For death is unseen. It can take you at day It can take you at night Knowing death well Can lend you some light The passage to death Is always unclear And it's best to know That you're very near. For death is at hand It is for us all Know it's face well So you don't stumble and fall Now think hard on death And know that it's near And the meaning of life Will be all to clear And that is to live For your hearts desire Not to stumble or fall But to burn with a fire. A fire for life To live for each day To reach for your dreams No matter what people say Life is a question And death holds a clue Reach not for the answer For your life's not due Live for the moment And die for it too For it's the moment that counts It, and you Now I'm

Death Of A Sith Lord
I thing I'm go 2 ---- myself and convert all non and light side folks to the gray side of the force. may my force sprite guide and teach people willing to follow the philosophy of all jedi dark or light on whatever path they take.

Death Of A Loved One
I have recently lost my mother and I miss her very much. Ever since my dad passed away 4 years ago all she has wanted was to be with him. I ask you what happend to that kind of love. Even in death one mate wants to be with the other so bad that death is a willing and small price to pay for there companionship. My father died from cancer and it was very hard to watch this man who was my hero go from being larger than life to a 70 pound shell with haloucinations and unimaginable pain and suffering. I remember sitting in my studio the first fathers day since his passing. I was hating on god and cursing him for making such a honest, hard working and caring man suffer such pain and agony for over a year just to take him away after this fucked up game he played with my hero. Then strangest thing happend to me then. I got this feeling like when your foot falls asleep you know the pins and needles thing? Except it started at my head and then covered my whole body and I heard a voice not a spok

Death Is Near One Of My First Poems In A While
My first try and poetry in a long time let me know what you think. Death is near I sit alone at night in the dark Wondering what will happen to me Will I die or live today You can feel it but sometimes it just passes you by The cold heads of death reaching out to you. You start to remember life's things that have happen to you Could you have done better. How will people remember you. You go all day about your daily life wondering is he coming for you. Maybe not today maybe not tomorrow. But who really knows when. You cant hide from him when it is your time its your time. Maybe today maybe tomorrow maybe in the future but the fact is no one lives forever. Death is almost always near.

Death Is Near My First Try And Poetry In A Long Time Let Me Know What You Think.
My first try and poetry in a long time let me know what you think. Sorry posted it in two different spots Death is near I sit alone at night in the dark Wondering what will happen to me Will I die or live today You can feel it but sometimes it just passes you by The cold heads of death reaching out to you. You start to remember life's things that have happen to you Could you have done better. How will people remember you. You go all day about your daily life wondering is he coming for you. Maybe not today maybe not tomorrow. But who really knows when. You cant hide from him when it is your time its your time. Maybe today maybe tomorrow maybe in the future but the fact is no one lives forever. Death is almost always near.

The Death Of Santa Claus
The Death of Santa Claus There are about 2 billion children of the age 18 or below in the world, but since Santa Claus will ignore those believing in Islam, Hinduism, Judaism and Buddhism (except Japan), therefore according to the data from Census, the workload of Santa Claus includes only 15% of all the children, i.e. 378 million. According to statistics, there are on average 3.5 children in each family, so if we assume that there is at least one good child in each family, then Santa Claus has to go to 108 million families. Thanks to the self rotation of the earth and different time zones, if Santa Claus starts his journey from the East, and goes along to the West, then he would have around 31 hours of Christmas to finish his job. In this period, he must visit 967.7 families per second, i.e., putting the gifts in the stockings, placing the remaining gifts under the Christmas Tree, climbing up the chimney, jumping on to the sleigh and depart for the next family. For simplicity,

Death
I can still remember the first time death came into my life. I was in kindergarten & my mother’s dad died. I didn’t really understand what was going on. In my mind all I knew was Papaw was taking a long nap. The first time that I really understood the meaning of death was in the seventh grade & my daddy’s mother died. I’ll never forget the morning Mama woke Wes & me up with the news. I think I went into shock or something. The events of that day are vague. I remember going to my aunt’s house & the corner hadn’t yet got there. They all tried to stop me from going in and seeing her. After they decided I was fine & wasn’t going to try to go in there, they stopped watching me. I came up missing for a couple of minutes. They found me when the corner arrived. There I was lying next to Mamow begging her to wake up. After they got me up I don’t really recall anything else until Daddy finally made it in. I was told later that after they got me out of bed & got me a bath that I wouldn’t talk.

Death
~DEATH~ WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT.. A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to Leave the examination room and said, 'Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side.' Very quietly, the doctor said, 'I don't know.' 'You don't know? You, a Christian man, Do not know what is on the other side?' The doctor was holding the handle of the door; On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, And as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. Turning to the patient, the doctor said, 'Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, But I do know one thing... I know my Master is there and that is enough.'

Death Is Better Than Love
WHY IS DEATH BETTER THAN LOVE?? I'LL TELL YOU WHY. IN DEATH,EVERYTHING IS FINAL. ALL YOUR WORRIES ARE GONE. YOUR DREAMS CANT BE SHATTERED. NOONE CAN LIE TO YOU, NOONE CAN MAKE YOU CRY. YOUR HEART CAN NEVER BREAK. IN LOVE,EVERYTHING IS FAKE. ALL YOU DO IS WORRY YOUR DREAMS ARE THROWN TO THE GROUND THERE IS NOTHING BUT LIES. ALL YOU DO IS CRY YOU ALWAYS HAVE HEARTBREAK. WHY DO WE CONTINUE TO GIVE OUR HEART AWAY? EVEN AFTER ALL THE MISTAKES WE GO THRU, WE STILL KEEP ON TRYING WE STILL KEEP CRYING. WHY DO WE BELIEVE THE LIES? AT LEAST IN DEATH,,,THERE IS NO MORE PAIN!!!!

Death Of Santa
The Death of Santa Claus There are about 2 billion children of the age 18 or below in the world, but since Santa Claus will ignore those believing in Islam, Hinduism, Judaism and Buddhism (except Japan), therefore according to the data from Census, the workload of Santa Claus includes only 15% of all the children, i.e. 378 million. According to statistics, there are on average 3.5 children in each family, so if we assume that there is at least one good child in each family, then Santa Claus has to go to 108 million families. Thanks to the self rotation of the earth and different time zones, if Santa Claus starts his journey from the East, and goes along to the West, then he would have around 31 hours of Christmas to finish his job. In this period, he must visit 967.7 families per second, i.e., putting the gifts in the stockings, placing the remaining gifts under the Christmas Tree, climbing up the chimney, jumping on to the sleigh and depart for the next family. For simplicity,

Death As It Is.
I must hide from myself from the world itself I can no longer take the world on by myself. I try to hide the pain but the pain is to great. please tell me that it's alright? no better yet, please take the knife and slice my throat, just let medie in peace caue the grave is calling my name as well.

Death Casts A Smile Upon Us
s a Smile Upon Us All Death casts a smile upon us all, But its never a happy one. We wake each morning with a groan, As our life slowly comes undone. Nothing we can do will help, Nothing we can say will take it away, Just sitting quietly and waiting, Time ticking by day-by-day. But feel assured you'll one day die, As the clouds overhead pass us by. Don't lose hope from within yourself, Sooner or later six feet under you will lie. There are no exceptions to this rule, There are no ways around it. No human can live forever, Something Shinigami won't permit.

Death Comes To All
With every breath I take, I pray it is my last. Something's taken over I long for death & fast I'm tired of my feelings I keep burried deep inside I want something more than these pothetic tears I cry Something to end the pain that hangs over me Something quick & painless Something to set me free Make the voices stop I try to silence in my head Maybe they're the reason I'm wishing I was dead They won't leave me alone, always mocking me Why won't they go away, and just let me be ? Something's gotta give 'casue I can't take this shit Life let me go, I'm breathing my last breath Goodybye to those I know & the few that gave a fuck Death comes to all It happens & it sucks

Death Magnetic
im checking out the new metallica cd on line and i gotta say this is the best metallica has released in about a decade. my fav so far is cyanide and the rest of the cd takes on kinda where justice left off....forget the black album load and reload..... its harder and faster like you expected from lars and company...so check it out! thats all i have to say... just enter Death Magnetic in your search engine and go to the official metallica site to hear before its released at midninght

Death Magnetic
Metallica fans can sigh in relief for a while. The new album "Death Magnetic" has been released. No more crap like the shit that came from the last album. This time the four horsemen have returned with much heavier and faster riffs. The track "All nightmare long" is one of my favs on the cd, but damn near all of them have a much better "METAL UP YOUR ASS!!!" rhythm than St. Anger. "Unforgiven 3" well that’s a track will be talked about for a while, but don't get me wrong, it’s different than the first two UF's. "Cyanide" shows us what Rob Trujillo has to offer from the studio aspect....Oh yeah Rob's riffs fucking rule! Not to mention that St. Anger kept Kirk's solo's at bay, not this go around damn it. He is back and his solo's are sweet music to any Metallicatz ears. Lars's drums sound much better than the last album. As for front man James Hetfield, well his voice is just as commanding on this album as it was on And Justice for all. All I can say is that Death

The Death Of Love
Dear Love The only thing I did wrong was show you weakness.so what do you do but go right for the kill,I do not blame you for I know you have been hurt so much in your life and I know I sould of never broke up with you. hope you find what your looking for, You are and always will be my ture LOVE.

Death And Destruction (not Sure On Title)
You smother us with your words consumed in your own deception Protecting ourselves with words finding our answers in decription Tossing and turning within your mind Your not like us Only falling behind With thought control It consumes your soul Blinded by your own oblivion Bringing with it death and destruction We dont fear you anymore All we know is the score You forced us into hiding with it bringing your binding Lost in our hope for centuries we pressed on until the time was right Revenge is coming this night Dancing in the circle by the candle light You brought death and destruction It took you like a fool using you as a tool. MSL

Death Knell For Dayton
Well its final, they dropped the bomb on us today at 2pm and hit us with a gag order until 3pm. GM has announced the closing of the Moraine Assembly Plant to be December 23rd. Merry fucking Christmas from GM. Do the 1500 of us left a favor and buy a Ford. At a loss fir further words atm. May God help us all.

Deaths....
We've all heard of Kept's tragic demise and Cuppy's, which is still in question... Both are sad on both accounts, whichever way it turns out to be.... When it hits home, though, is a much more definite feeling.. Today I had found out my best friend, from primary school until high school, father had died. No one contacted me. I just found out a few minutes ago from my mother, who read the obits... I grew up with him, and my other friend, they are still close as I had "wandered from the path." Yeah, a little hurt because it, but understandable. He had lost his mom in 1997 due to breathing problems, which was very like what killed his dad. In 1995, he lost his 12 year old baby brother in a trailer fire where he was burned. Apparently either he, or his remaining brother had just lost a child as well, out of state....I know that it was a young child, their kids are younger then mine are... Also... found out today, as well... A girl I went through school with, who

The Death Of A Family: An Era Ends
On November 4th, one of the strangest and worst eras in our country's history will come to a close. I think it is safe to say that George W Bush has effectively destroyed any chance a future Bush has of getting into the white house. That has to be particularly frustrating to Governor Jeb Bush who has hinted at wanting to run for the presidency. However with W's approval rating at 25% (lowest in US history) I think it will be a long long time before anyone in this country could even stomach the thought of another Bush running for president. Truth be told had George Bush Sr's role in the Iran Contra affair not been downplayed chances are W wouldnt have even gotten the nomination. However he did and thus the strangest story in American Politics was written. Why is it that W has been such a bumpkin as a president? There are I think a few answers to that. The first is the handling of the post 9-11 affairs. W handled himself really well after the whole 9-11 attack took place. A scared nat

Death
Well I found out this morning that my grandfather passed. I did not think this would effect me. It has deeply. You see this man disowned me years ago. Everything I did he put down or said it wasnt good enough. So you see I didnt much care for him or so I thought. I guess on his deathbed He told my grandmother to tell me he was sorry and that he was always proud of me. That he knew I could always do better thats why he pushed me. Now I seem to be at a loss I never told him I loved him never called never wrote. Justr went to see him every few years. Now he is gone. I will never get the chance to tell him I do care.

Death?
So I was browsing mydeathspace.com, and I was amazed how many young people died from drug OD. That made me feel so...indifferent. It really pisses me off that there are young people that die of horrible diseases, accidents, etc. Something that is totally out of their control. And then you have complete fucking morons, thinking that they are invincible and can get instant gratification from the garbage they have injected/snorted/other shit. I feel pity for their parents, but am glad the world is ridden of yet another fucktard. People that die cause of their own stupidity had it comin.

Death Of A Loved One
OK I JUST WANTED TO TAKE A MOMENT TO SAY HOW THANKFUL I WAS TO HAVE MY GRAND FATHER AROUND FOR HIS 92 BIRTHDAY BUT JUST A LITTLE WHILE AGO I WAS TOLD HE HAS BEEN GIVEN ONLY 2 WEEKS TO LIVE. I AM CRUSHED AND MY DAD IS A WRECK.I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO KEEP THEIR LOVED ONES IN THEIR HEARTS AND IN THEIR PRAYERS. GRANDPA I LOVE YOU .

Death Before Dishonor
Death Before Dishonor How many people really care? I wish I could take this all away At the end of the day, How many people will be left standing there? I can't tell you how to act My soul all but left intact The closer I get The further you disappear The more like myself I become The more things become unclear You made this decision You build your own prison I am the one who, Tried to save you from drowning I offered you my hand But still you strayed away from me To take a pointless stand I tried to heal you But you wont even save yourself I'd rather be in love than choose wealth I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die Than put my head my beneith the sand I'd rather walk away Than do all I can

Death By Suffocation
Captain Black opened the door to visit his friends, Tom and Joanne. He stood in the doorway, shocked to see his two friends dead on the floor. Near their bodies were pieces of shattered glass and a small puddle of water. The cat purred happily in the corner of the room. "They died of suffocation," thought Captain Black. His eyes narrowed. "And I know who murdered them!" ~Who is the murderer AND how does Captain Black know that his friends died of suffocation?~

Death Racers
ok all i just got done waching Death Racers and it ways the ways the shityou can wach it for free at Death Racers click here to wach for free now so check it out i give it a 10 out of 10Four hyped-up teams of contestants compete to win a violent cross-country race in this action-packed sci-fi flick. Living in a grim future world in which life is cheap, the racers will do anything to win. Even killing competitors off while pushing their vehicles to go the distance is not against the rules -- and is probably the only way to prevail. Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope of Insane Clown Posse star, along with former WWE star Raven.

Death
So, last week I went to a funeral for a lady that I had taken care of the last year at my job. It was the first funeral I have gone to for a resident. It was kind of weird. She was a nice lady. 94 years old. very loving and caring. She even sent ariana a valentine's day card in the mail. Her funeral was nice, no tears. That is how I want it to be when I die. Then I wonder...would anyone cry for me anyway? My mom called tonight to tell me that my grandma is dying and that my aunt wants to have a last christmas so to speak with the family. I love my grandma and I want to be able to see her. but i want to do it on my own time. I told my mom I wouldn't go. I will go in 2 weeks with just my mom and my daughter and we will see Grandma. But, I won't go to this "family" thing. No one in that family ever has time for anyone. I don't want to spend any extra time with them. Am I wrong to be that way?

Death By Chocolate Cake
DEATH BY CHOCOLATE CAKE 1/2 lb. sweet butter, softened 1 c. self-rising flour 4 eggs, room temperature 1 tsp. vanilla 1 c. sugar 1 (14 oz.) can Hershey's syrup Confectioners sugar or whipped cream for garnish Put all ingredients into one bowl. Mix until smooth. Pour into spring formed pan lined with foil or greased Pyrex dish. Bake 1 hour at 350 degrees. Cool. Remove

Death By Adoption ~ Joss Shawyer"
When my book Death By Adoption was published in New Zealand in 1979, it caused quite a stir. There were many reviews, some supportive, others downright scary, but one that stayed in my memory was printed in a Catholic publication. The reviewer berated me for what was described as my "angry and bitter" stance against adoption, that sacred cow that had always been off limits to criticism. You would have thought that I had burnt the national flag or otherwise committed an act of unforgivable sedition, instead of simply exposing the traffic of adoption for what it was; a wholesale oppression of unmarried women and the children born to us outside of formal marriage. Five years previously I was asked to address a group of social workers to present my views for single mothers and against adoption. By the time I finished speaking, some of those social workers were on their feet and screaming at me. One even cried real tears as she tried to process what I had said. I could see how very

Death Of Love
what have you done? a fog of betrayal as emotions twist. once we drank of bliss, glad-hearted and wide-eyed, but your heart soured. a hateful pool of pain - memories follow love, follow hate, love burnt to ashes. in a rush of hatred, i condemn you.

The Death Of Sighs
the rain falls outside of her window as she looks out wishing for someone to come and save her from the death she feels consuming her deep inside, yet her eyes are too blind to see that a savior has wandered into her heart watching her from afar longing to hold her wishing she would open her eyes to see he's there beside her wrapping his every ounce of love and being around her longing to warm her frozen heart and save her from the past but weighted down by his own ball and chain his tattered soul can't break through the mortal world strong enough to touch her. out of the death of a thousand sighs longing for a moment to last but too weak and broken to hold on too afraid to gain a love and lose again from a hundred years of a hundred pains breathing dying living fading like the wind on a cold winters night left alone she sits not seeing that angel hovering above her so close yet so far it seems unable to pierce through the ice too broken himself to see what's inside yet knowing its

Death
I cant sleep, because well I've been thinking about the title subject, so maybe this will help me sleep after writing it. I know death comes to us all and death in itself doesn't bother me at all. What bothers me is I do not know how people will act when I die. Will they cry, will they laugh, will they care. Also I wont be here to see how many truely cared about me, or what people have to say about my life. I hope I make a positive impact on those I come into contact with. I want to be remembered as more then just a good person, I want to be remembered as something special. I know I don't have the *ability* to just go out and inspire people, or lead, but there has to be some way I can make a difference in this world. I will find that way. Ok enough rambling. I shall try to sleep now.

Death
YOU KNOW THAT SAYING IF IT IS TRUE LOVE SET IT FREE AND IT WILL RETURN; THATS BULLSHIT! Now there are people who say they have done the stupidest of things, but they have done nothing compared to what i did. I let my true love go! How many people can say they did that, none I bet. Now that she is gone I can't stop thinking about her. I miss her every waking moment of everyday. I can't stop thinking about her, my love for her just gets stronger as i begin to realize the distance between us is getting greater. My life is over. I don't have my true love, I don't have anything now. I'm just a waste of space now, I have nothing more to live for. I love her more than anything else in the world, but I feel now that I'm not the one that can make her happy anymore. I've lost that ability, I've lost myself, I've lost the love of my life. Everything was going good until yesterday, yesterday she had a good day with him. Whatever happened yesterday changed everything between us, I mean she stil

Death Kiss.
In this sweet intoxication of dreamlike transience, I am lost. I breathe, inhaling your scent and exhaling mine; for them to mingle between us and become one. One aroma of blessed unity that assaults the senses; betrays all logic. Immersed in this tantalizing odor, I succomb to your dark embrace. Your fingers, at once gentle and demanding...comb through my hair, flutter along my neck, scrape down my back. And, with this, a demon shower of kisses, petal soft...so many tributes laid upon my face and my hair. Cool lips, parted in a tender moan, glide along my shoulder to the softly beating pulse of my throat. You enter me, an invader that steals the light and replaces it with something somehow brighter. Sweet sinful mysteries lay bare before me written in blood. In life and death. Vivid stabs of perfect pain that lance through me as you grip me ever tighter, pulling me into your black embrace until there is nothing left of the individual. We are one creature in th

The Death Of A Dragon
The Death of a Dragon Silver is a majestic dragon over a wind swept sea, The glow of the full moon against a pale winter’s night sky, The swing of the Reaper’s blade. Silver tastes of a glistening blade as it slices through innocent flesh, And of the Sphinx’s ancient riddle. It is the scent of a relative’s casket closing for an eternity never to open again, Of twilight on a dreary moor in autumn. Silver is the sound of a dragon’s rushing wings, Bone shattering into millions of pieces, The cry of a dying animal’s last breath. It is the loneliness of anticipation, And the extinguished fire in a dragon’s heart. Silver is the graveyard at twilight, The very depths of my mind, And being condemned to an abysmal stay in an eternally closed crypt. It is riding on the back of a soaring dragon, And running your hand over a coffin you know will be forever shut. Silver is having boldness from a false truth while staring in the face of fear, And knowing the c

Death's Abiding Kiss
She sits all alone with nothing but her regrets shattered dreams held unaccountable a room so black not even the light from the moon can penetrate silk sheets lay upon the windows waving with the breath of the nights heart with eyes tightly shut she rocks herself back and forth whispering to the calm a razor to her right; pen & paper to her left she sorts through her imagination untieing her pretty red ribbon; her hair flows slowly down placing the ribbon tightly around her small neck from which the nights breath tickled she wants to write a letter, but no words seem to form weeping from defeat she picks up the tiny razor gliding it perfectly across her pale white skin ectasy building droplets of crimson blood make their way down to that one blank sheet of paper as her last breath draws near she wants nothing more than to be one with the chill across her skin his love's abiding kiss to her is death

The Death Of "love @ 1st Sight" / Destiny
It saddens me to believe that I missed the funeral for "love at first sight where was my notification? lost in the mail?? That's just not right! You & I were tight If I'd known you were in danger I'd have done my best to protect you from that eternal night had you just voiced your plight I'd have given my life to keep you from walking into the light mixed emotions from angry to sad I can't believe you were allowed to pass on as if you were a fad I will forever miss you as well as the chance to play "cat & mouse chase with you I'll cherish the last time I kissed & embraced with you I will never forget you, you are forever a part of me every orchid I see does well to remind me of the love we shared how deeply we cared how into one another's eyes we stared how we felt protected & eased the urge to be scared I love you now and always you made up the best of what was We Trying to make up for it trying to ensure a second chance, you'll never fade from my memory I los

Death Of A Musician (chapter 1)
Ya know, when my pappa died I felt lost and alone. He was all I had, my whole life. I had never been away from home, didn't know anyone outside of the lab, and had no idea how I would live on my own, but it was made very clear that I couldn't stay there. All I had was my love and talent for music and my memories of pappa. I had heard some of the lab techs talk about how much they enjoyed the entertainment at the Theed cantina so I decided to start there. Walking into the strange room I was assaulted with smoke, lights, and so many different smells. My nose was screaming in agony, wanting to go back to the disinfectant smell of the lab. But I couldn't go back, so I went forward. I found an empty corner and pulled out my mandovil. I touched it lightly, closing my eyes and smiling inwardly, remembering all the nights pappa and I would play together. He was a terrible musician but he made sure I had access to every song ever written. Playing for him made me happy. His face lit up so bri

Death
Who is death Why do we fear him Can he be a secret we hid in our minds Hes getting closer to my life I wake up lonely Your next to me Do i know if ive survived my sleep Your living inside me I feel you swimming in my blood eating my brain Killing me from the inside I dont mind and i dont care I cant feel my soul in this life What have you done YOu've taken my life Im not afraid of you but now im in you my soul is part of you swimming in your blood your darkness is my shadow Now the question is should you be afraid of me Im living in your shadows Im becoming death or am i death Afraid?

Death Penalty For Child Rape Unconstitutional?
Lawyers for Patrick Kennedy, a Louisiana man who received a death sentence for raping a child has petitioned the U.S. Supreme Court to have his case heard before the justices. Kennedy's legal team wants the court to declare Louisiana's law allowing the death penalty for child rape unconstitutional. The petition asks the court to consider whether the Eighth Amendment's Cruel and Unusual Punishment clause permits a state to impose the death penalty for child rape - a punishment usually reserved for those convicted of murder. If this is the case, Kennedy's attorneys ask a second question: Does Louisiana's capital rape statute violates the Eighth Amendment because it does not set clear guidelines for juries as to who is eligible for the death penalty? There has not been an execution for rape in the United States since 1964, and no one has been executed for such a crime since the death penalty was reinstated in 1976. Lawyers have petitioned the Supreme Court before (1997) over Loui

Death To The Writer
my knuckles I crack , a new contract is written, dated, and signed, every three months, I must renew or, or lose this life of mine, a agreement with death now has me , its quite the proverbial pickle , better and better I must continue to grow, or feel the sting of his sickle , but why me I wonder , all I asked was the chance, to have a gift, to spread joy, bring smiles, to the faces of friends, perhaps give there spirits a lift, and for this talent he bestowed on me, what he asked me in return, to write for him four times a year , and that brought to me no concern, such a small task for the treasure he gave, or so I thought you see, but writing good enough to keep death entertained , is quite a big job for me, if I bore him just once , or repeat a subject , just one single time, this all could end oh so abruptly, my life is on the line, a muse I must find , some story untold , by me or any other, I switch subjects so ofte

Death On Hold
I need to die But things keep me here I can't take my life just yet I'm waiting for a large cheque my bitch is going to have puppies we're going to the States in August It's my birthday in September. Every time I make my plans it's always the same someone needs me something has to be done I can't wait much longer the waiting is killing me, I have all the details worked out now all I need is the When. My friends and family.. make me feel selfish but I think it's they who're selfish if you saw a stray dog suffering would you let it continue? no, you wouldn't, you'd end it's pain Well I'm suffering every day is harder than the last. I need release I need an end I need to die but... I have to live

Death In Family
The family member we have been attending too passed on January 1 2009. After a short battle at the end she has been laid to rest and has gone home to be with her late husband and her God. For those who have sent me prayers and good wishes thanks so much. I will be away for a while but will check in when I can. See everyone in a few days.

Death Of An Innocent
To those who have ever chosen to drink and get behind the wheel of a car.... read this.... and maybe next time you will think before you do that...before you make the decision to take someone elses life into your hands. Death of an Innocent I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece. Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out into the road, The other car didn't see me, Mom, And hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, "The other guy is drunk," Mom, A

Deathly Dreams
At times I can have some pretty vivid dreams. Last night was no exception to this, and the dream I had disturbed me slightly. I dreamed that my dad had been very sick, and was in the hospital. After weeks of suffering and being told things wouldn't change he decided he did not want to live that way. I believe he was on some kind of machine and decided he wanted it turned off so he could die. Out of my whole family I was the only one affected by this. I was upset, angry at them, and couldn't stop being emotional. They, however, were the calm and collected ones. This dream is disturbing to me in two different ways. Obviously the first way is that I dreamed I watched my father die, never a good thing in my book. Secondly, and more psychologically deep is the way I reacted. To understand this, we'll have to have a little back story. About four or five years ago my dad found out he had a tumor on his kidney and that the best way to take care of the problem was to remove the kidney. M

Deaths Lullaby....
I walked silently between the tree's in this dream. In the distance death gleamed at me. Death pointed his hand of fate, your life this day I must take! ...so when you wake and I am gone, hold me in your heart! My soul is gone with Death's enticing song. I know its short..

Death Can Be So Quick
here i am broken n' lost spent most all day saturday looking for someone who dont want to be found what have i done that i deserve all this silence i thought we were bff that is said as forever now it is forever silence silence from someone who never shut up why so much silence to disappear so well that your existence was only in my memory starting to question if you were i am so surprised i have not cried yet that you are gone the shock has not wore off yet death could be so quick as it has happened before death takes its toll thats all it brings is nothingness

Death Of My Children
I just want to say thank you to each and everyone who has shown their love and support to me during the deaths of my Sons. Your sympathy cards,Hugs,and Flowers have meant a lot to me thank you so kindly. I am so proud to have friends like you and I pray to God that no one ever has to go through what I have been through these past 8 months Believe me when I tell you that losing your child to death is not at all an easy task,Mother's and Father's should never have to burry their children It is only through the grace of God and good friends that I am hanging in there and pushing forward with my life day by day. Very special thanks to my Fu family's "Rating Revolution" and "The Click Club" I can not thank you enough Rating Revolution { Member Page Only}{No Friends Request taken unless you are a joining Member!}@ fubar The Click Club@ fubar God Bless Hugs Kris

Death Ride
He is the taker of souls and defender of mine. This, the Ride eternal, is always a whisper away. Dancing with the Jester, how oft we miss his sleight of hand. Caught in his gaze never suspecting that Death awaits. Always and ever the dance of Fate.

Death In The Family
So, my bird, whom I've had for years now finally kicked the bucket. Now dove's are pretty fragile and don't always last that long. He had a full dish of food, full water and was alive last night. I held him only two days ago. I'm sad, yes. I'm keeping my composure. Karma is irreplacable and I will always hold him close to my heart. I've decided to celebrate his life rather then mourn his death. He was well taken care of (90% of the time) yes at my mothers there were times I forgot to feed him but since hes been here between matt and I he was spoiled and out constantly. He got to go outside a few times, see the sun in the summer, feel it on his wings. He knew tricks and loved people. He was the gentlest bird I've ever had. Now not to sound like an asshole, I will be getting a new bird. NOT to replace him but because I've had a bird in my life as long as I could remeber. Oscar(my cockatiel) was in my life from age 5 until he passed when I was in college, I got Karma not long after, S

Death Again
Hi all iam kinda back off and on just been alot of stuff going on in my life that I need to take care of and been Busy with that. I have to go to Viewing tonight and it scares me to death. It happened over 5 years ago and it still gets to me even today. A friend of mine Dad died last week while he was working and I have to go because I said I would but even though of death brings Flash backs to the time I almost died not once but twice. People say let it go your still alive live your life. I say easier said than done, Death does not scare me or anything like that but it does hurt to see people I know greev over someone and think that could have been me lying there. I will suck it up and go for my friend but its going to be hard for me and It all may come back it may not who knows wish me luck! For all that know me real well they know what iam talking about but for those who dont look in my death folder and then you will find out Love to all DJ BARTAB

Death Is But The Beginning
death it starts with your life being taken away from you and put in someones elses hands and just goes on from there. love is alot like death, while love dont kill you it makes you act in ways that only people under a trance would do and with my life i am in love with a very special someone and dont know how to tell her and i have even thrown away a marriage to make it so that i only have her and my friends in my life who are there for me but to learn how to tell this to that special someone, that is what i seek and hope to get the help in the way to tell her cause it is eating me up inside tht she dont know....... death will overcome me and darkness shall rise. more from the grim reaper as time goes on... grim reaper 01/26/2009 at 1 in the afternoon Death does funny things as explained above. at the time of the post above i was able to feel a presence in my life. i was unaware at the time what it was but not long before it i was looking for a reason to die. since then now almost

Death
i just found out that my aunt passed away. i havent seen her in a few years and im regreting terribly my lack of communication with her. nothing i can do about it now...i will just mourn her and hope that her afterlife is peaceful.

Death
Death is something I worship, Death is something I love. Death is not a joke, Death is the power above. Death is the strongest force, Death should be respected. Death is very serious, Death is the unexpected. I love it, I feel it. You can't stop it, You can't heal it. It is the end of the story. It is the begining of a new. Death is the meaning of life. Death is something you can't redo. Death is such a beauty. Death is such a wonder. Death is a scary thing. Death is not a blunder. Though death can seem scary, It can be your friend. Because everyone's story is a good one, If it has an end.

Death Of A Loved One
We die for no reason, it's just what we do. But why am I surprised, it had to be you. You left me in the darkness, you left me all alone. This is the last time, I'll ever hear sorrows tone. You make me feel pain, you make me loose hope. With who do I love? With who do I cope? Did you know I loved you? I never said it before. I hope that you are listening, I hope you won't ignore. Did you love me? Or did you hate? I loved you so much, now you left me as bait. I hope that you are happy, now that you are dead. Guess what? I'm not, yes that's what I said. I look down upon this bridge, I see us together. I don't care about the rain, I don't care about the weather. I have to be with you, I can't take it no more. I think of you every moment, now you make my heart sore. Soon I will see you, I hope you feel the same. Because with out you, there's no love, and with out love, life's insane.

Death Of An Old Life
Twisted metal, broken glass. Twisted bodies and blood everywhere. A life that was rushing so fast...came to an end, all of it went nowhere. I dont remember, but ive heard the stories...a scene so sick Bystanders looking and crying..some praying and others puking. As my heart stopped beating, i would like to say my life flashed before my eyes i died and my life ended that day...my friends saw our lives flash before THEIR eyes for three months i slept, one dream that didnt end until i woke up. my life then was an amputee, crawling in a desert with no legs when i awoke from my coma, i realized several days later what happened i wrecked my life with a car, a gallon of vodka, and a pine tree to see why one should never drink and drive..go look at my folder titled "dont drink and drive" go see how my life ended and look at the twisted metal that i now smile about

Death Of The Shadows
Night creeps slowly into the forest shadows extending and creatures emerging. Loners walk into the night brave souls seeking the unknown for a glimps of the imposible. They are watched, sized and numbered who will be first the man with out a name that no one cares for the girl who ran away from an abusive home or the woman searching for a lost love never to return. The loner is not the first to die he begs for it more then the others he wish to die in ths shadowy world of beauty. The woman is over looked her soul still rests in this world the girl is picked her pain will be lifted her heart calls to a dead family that no longer cares and they are there the night walkers the shadows that everyone fear but cant live with out. She kneels infront of the black figure the fur sleek and calm knowing he is there for her he takes her away her soul set free and her pain gone a pentagram lies on her chest and her body runs cold ice in her viens instead of blood a howl rips threw the forest as daw

Death
Hurt Pain Jealousy A stroll down the street As magical as it seems a path opened up Confused as i walked upon your door step You welcome me with a smile You ask me to come in, i proceed You offer me a seat, i sit Conversation is born You offer me a drink, i accept We exchange jokes, we laugh Comfort, painless, relaxed Muscles are weak, taste is dull Body is numb, vision becomes blurred You stand up before me Place your hand over my face i fall back, you transform You wear black, eyes that glow Scythe appears in your hand Vision is void like a fading hallway Sleep, Sleep now, Sleep well

Death Of An Innocent
KENNER, La. -- An infant just minutes old was found dead in Lake Pontchartrain on Tuesday afternoon, thrown there by a woman believed to be its mother, a police spokesman said. Kenner Police Lt. Wayne McInnis told WDSU that officers believe a woman gave birth to the child and threw it into the water. The baby girl's body was recovered at the Kenner Boat Launch just after 2 p.m. Her umbilical cord was still attached, McInnis said. Witnesses told police they saw a woman get out of a car at the boat launch, toss the baby into the water and drive off. Police said they are looking for a black female, about 5-foot-3, thin, driving a bright red Pontiac Grand Am with a temporary tag in the back window. Stay with WDSU.com for the latest on this developing story.

Death Of Coaster, Rise Of Nightmist
On July 14, 2008 Coaster was slain by his then vampire bride to be. Coaster was named after his demeaner, happy go lucky coasting thru life, well loved by many. Coaster endured lies treachery and deciet, then was starved to death for 2 weeks by the nurishment that only his vampire bride could of given. Prior to this all coasters protectors were driven from his side by the jealous vampire who didnt trust herself and took it out on coaster. Coasters last act bfore death was to slay his vampire bride as well. As he lay dying all the dogs and cur who were kept at bay by coasters protectors which were no longer there, came in droves to devour coasters flesh. One friend fought them off even using his powers to inflict insanity upon one of the cur, and dragged coasters body to a sacred hiding place. A deal was struck that the restless spirit of coaster could return to the world of man, but not in the same form. Thus Nightmist was born. Like the Crow, Nightmist is not the undead but a

Death Of Doughtboy
Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough,

Death Of Doughboy!!!
Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough,

Death Becomes Her
Death becomes her. Her last breath is slowly taken. Darkness covers her eye's. A soft hummmm she hears. Outside people crying, morning the loss. The future will they remember her? Her name slowly fades. Alone I sit,I see her. Her face pale ,tears running down her face. I ask her what is the matter? She reply's everyone I loved has forgotten everything. Every loveing moment.She ask's me "Do they still laugh?

Death Race
Death Race Within four years from 2008 the economy of the United States has fallen into disaster, Unemployment and crime rises, and private corporations run most prisons across the nation for profit. The movie focuses on the Terminal Island Prison, which broadcast "Death Race" to the world via a popular paysite on internet. Death Race is not only a race to the finish line, but a battle pitting car against car. It was full of action and the cars were great, if you like Jason Statham in Transporter then you'll like this too.

Death In My Family
Well I may not be around much within the next few days since my cousin passed away on wednesday morning. It bothers me that my daughter & i just had breakfast on monday morning ... he came around on tuesday and next thing i know i get "the call" letting me know that he was found deceased in the morning ... wow what a bomb ... so needless to say this is gonna suck because i have family coming from everywhere, so California & all and they are in for a major let down since i live in a little itty bitty place in Oklahoma. But regardless ... the next few days are gonna be stressfull. =(

Death Of A Generation
How many deaths will it take before our generation realizes there is a lot of history fading away to memories? How many generations have gone by with out the wisdom and knowledge of its past? How many more will pass? Questions that only we have the answers to. Answers that are self evident if we get our heads out of our own ass’ long enough to open our eyes. I am not political, “religious” or even motivated by the events of today. But what I am is someone with strong moral and ethical beliefs based on knowledge and wisdom gained based down from generations before. Last night at 0300 I lost that chance when my Great Aunt passed. I am saddened by not only the loss of my Aunt but the fact I never really knew her. I heard Grand Ma talk about her all the time but was always too busy to make the trip out to see her and sit and listen and learn. Not only learn about her but learn where my family came from. To gauge where its going and gain an understanding of why we do the thin

Death And Suffering Create A Potent Drug
Human intelligence is being drowned in the vortex of grandest ignorance. Ignorance is contagious. Its spreads like an infectious disease spreads through tight nit communities. Stupid is is stupid does. Bitter resentment resounds to those who are responsible for the ever growing strength of the vortex of ignorance, slowly draining the life and will out of all of life. I would rather die the most painful death than to be ignorant and/or have the life drained of me. I embrace death with as cold a grip that it has over its victims. We are not enemies but merely friends in an on going struggle to end problems. Suffering lets one know that they are still living. The pain in life is equivalent to running a razor across your arm, the figurative blood flowing so freely is making you realize that this is all real and you are actually alive. People see suffering as bad, suffering is merely a tool to make it through life. Without suffering we know not how to live life. Happiness has its perks, but

Death Before Dishonor ~five Finger Death Punch
[V1:]To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom feeding scumThe FCC, the FBI and every tin god with a badge and a gunYou talk and talk, you preach and bitch but your words don't mean a thingYou get what you give, you give what you getJust the way it's always been[Chorus:]I choose death before dishonorI'd rather die than live down on my kneesBury me like a soldier, with my dignity![V2:]You imitate the ostracized, put your head beneath the sandYour cup it runneth over, must be rough to live so grandYou reap what you sew, you pay what you owe unless you bathe yourself in greedYou rob and you take, your world is fakeThere's no honor amongst the thieves[Chorus:]I choose death before dishonorI'd rather die than live down on my kneesBury me like a soldier, with my dignity![Pre-Chorus:]Fuck!You're self righteous, self pretentiousYour ways are not for meYou're deluded, so confusedYour world is not for me[Chorus:]I choose death before dishonorI'd rather die than live d

Death Makes Angels Of Us All
And gives us wings, where we had sholders smooth as ravens claws" -jdm- My grandmother died last night while I was on my way up to Denver. The funeral is on friday. But I don't know how I will spin that one at work. I came home early today cos I felt sick. But I wasn't about to tell my boss that I really don't think its the flu, I think its that I'm so terribly worried about you. And that I'm stressed out about my Grandma dieing. That in a few months it will be the aniversary of my friends suicide. I'm so sick of death. And of people talking about it. Sick of friends that call me up in the middle of the night telling me that they are going to kill themselvs. Sick to death that the people I love don't want to live anymore. Sick that the person my friend is in love with just OD'd on heroine and is lucky to have his life. Tired of staying up for years and years holding someones head up. Stoping you from jumpin. Being responsible. Being the adult. Being the mother figure. I just can't ha

Death's Of People I Was Fond Of
Here in Afghanistan it's the rainy season. We get rain almost every day and/ or night. Depressing for sure. Monday was no different. I woke up at 4:45 and walked to the shower room in a downpour. At 6 I began doing my 1st turn for the week doing headcount in the dining hall. The only fun part of it is being able to see everyone and say hello. Later i came back to my room and checked out the news on yahoo where I found out about two losses I took very hard. The 1st was the worst. For anyone who lived in or near the Philadelphia area in the last 40 years Harry Kalas was as much a part of spring, summer and early fall as anyone could be. He was the lead broadcaster for the Phillies baseball team and everyone loved him. His signature home run call of "Outta Here!" never got old to us and his death at the age of 73 has hit us all hard. We're sure gonna miss him. Hearing playbacks of some of his most famous moments left me crying harder than I had for many years. Later on I saw that anothe

Death In Family
I had a relative who was in a accident this morning her children were with her. Her 11 yr old daughter died at the scene & the mother is in very critical condition they don't expect her to make it. Her son only had minor injuries. This accident was caused by her speeding because her kids were late for school she lost control going aroung a curve. SO the next time you think that speeding is accepted tell that to someone who loses a child. Please keep the mother in your prayers!

Death Penalty
Juvenile offender faces imminent execution in Iran Delara Darabi, an Iranian woman convicted of murdering a relative when she was 17, is reported to be facing execution in the next few days. Her lawyer, Abdolsamad Khorramshahi, received a phone call from Delara Darabi on 21 March in which she said that she had heard rumours in Rasht Prison that she would be executed in the coming days. Delara Darabi has been detained at Rasht Prison in northern Iran since her arrest in 2003. According to information received by Amnesty International, Delara Darabi is facing execution between 18 and 20 April. Amnesty International has urged the Iranian authorities to commute her death sentence. Iran is a state party to the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights and the Convention on the Rights of the Child, which prohibit the use of the death penalty against juvenile offenders - people convicted of crimes committed when they were under 18. The Iranian authorities have executed at l

Death From Within
Death from within is the only way to live life in a meaningful manner. Now i do not mean to feel numb, but to realize that we are only a mere fraction of what this universe holds. Death from with in meaning to humble thy self. Too many people are lost in denial to see this, and they live their lives with out freeing their lives, without really feeling free. There are also so many people who are too fearful of the truth, they are also the one stuck deep within denial, clutching on to what they believe is true as all their beliefs are being crushed. Our lives are so much easier if we just let go and embrace the death within. Death, its merely a device to a new beginning. All beginnings have and end, and all ends are the start of another beginning. AS i have previoiusly said, life is death and death is life. To die is to live and to live is to die. Embrace life as it is, not as you hope it is. This will make us better people and will lead us towards a more peaceful time. The less we deny,

"death Is In Love With Us"
I know it hurts too much I know that you're scared I know you're running out of trust Wishing you were dead In your misery You're not alone So come share your tears with me And witness it all go wrong I know it and I feel it Just as well as you do, Honey It's not our fault if death's in love with us oh oh It's not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts 41+66.6 = our loss We're breathing only to fade away We're running just to get caught What love's lies blessed What love's light cursed Just fear for the best And hope for our worst I know it and I feel it Just as well as you do, Honey It's not our fault if death's in love with us oh oh It's not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts Death's in love with us oh oh The Reaper holds our hearts oh oh Death's in love with us oh oh And the Reaper holds our hearts oh oh I know it and I feel it Just as well as you do, Honey It's not our fault if death's in love with us oh oh It's not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts

Deaths Of Loved Ones -rip-
Im suffering from the loss of a few family members besides the past ones that have passed away. i will always miss the ones that have passed away, Im not over the ones that have yet and im not sure what i will do if i lost someone else this close, but i dont think it would be good, so i need all the support and such, like i would give it to you when you lose someone. my mood shifts whenever someone that i care for dies, which should be understandable right?!, so yeah... enough said... Fathers Side: Grandpa on my fathers side died when i was just a baby, dont really remember him all that well, but he got to see me before my eyes changed to brown. My Aunt on my fathers side, she died a few years later then my grandfather. My Grandfather, my dads step father, died within the years of 1990-1995 (doesnt remember the year that he really did passed away) My cousin on my fathers side, died of a car and train accident, she was only 17 when she passed away, when i was a baby when my teeth w

The Death Of A Great Mother.
Pretty Fugged up way tae start my first blog.maybe i can blog about good things in my life later. I was told by my da last night around 10 pm that me ma was put n the hospitial.we all knew she had cancer and it was a matter of time.as of 8:14pm today she passed.but its till too damn soon.i can't imagine the pain this woman put up with over the past 8 years.i guess she lived long enough while dealing with untold amounts of hurt and pain.im 33 years old i understand death but even this seems tae be unfair.i never wanted this day tae come.no one does.i need a while off to settle family affairs. Its FUCKED when everyone fights about what they are going tae get when a loved one dies. Scrounging around like a pack of wild fuvkin dogs like t's that last meal.it makes me sick on my stomach.and if i have any say so the vultures will get a hand full of SHIT! Just pray for me if you do that sorta thing.you can imagine right now im not happy with Gods decsision.if your like me and don't reall

Death
Well tomorrow is the 4 yr anniversary of my sister death, they say it gets easier as time goes on , but I beg the difference. Every holiday, birthday, or just some weird occassion she still is not here. I am writing this today cause I wont be here tomorrow, it is my time to grieve the lose of a loved one, Debbie where every you may be I know you will keep me strong and fighting til the end I love you Sis you are my best friend!!!!!!

Death By Orgasm
If there was ever one thing that he knew with his whole body it was this: to give her pleasure was the ultimate experience. His tongue ran delicately over her nipples, which were already hard. He heard her give a slight gasp as he did so and took that as his cue to continue. The sensation of his tongue probing around her nipples sent shivers down her back. He continued down her stomach pausing at her naval to give that a quick kiss. Then he continued his descent down her body. He unzipped her pants which were already unbuttoned from earlier. They were slightly snug around her hips and he had to give them a tug to remove them. Her panties, white with a strawberry right in the center, beckoned him. Again shivers run through her as he softly ran his lips over the cotton. He could feel them become moister as he continued. “Don’t tease me like that,” she commanded throwing her head back. He smiled devilishly. “But I like to,” he said teasingly. &ldqu

Death Of A Young Marine Of Camp Lejeune!
At 2:50am Sunday morning on the bypass at the U.S. 17 South and N.C.24 west split, Jacksonville Police Department reponded to a single vehicle crash according to a deputy. The Vehicle's Driver 19 of 2nd MLG, CLB6 Supply Battalion, Camp Lejeune, was opperating a 97 mercede edan n lost control which had caused the vehicle to runn off he road to the left and travel up the embankment of the overpass of N.C.24,according to press release. The Driver was ejected from the vehicle and came o rest ontop of the overpass in the lanes of N.C.24 east. The vehicle continued to travel until it came to rest at the bottom of the embarnkment. The driverwas airlifted to New Hanover Regional Medical Center where he later died from his injuries. His passenger who as well was w/ the same battalion as the driver was treated for minor injuries.. AFTER READING THIS AND KNOWING SOME OF THE MARINES WHO WERE FRIENDS OF THESE 2MARINES... LET OUR PRAYERS AND THOUGHTS COMFORT THE FRIENDS FAMILY AND LOVED 1S OF

Death
Im going to die , your going to die everyone you ever met is goin to die its a fact so stop worrying about it Unless you have ben dead for any extended amount of time came back to life and dug yoruself out of the ground showered and ( hopefully ) put on clothes and know for a fact what is in the great hearafter your never going to know so why waste time worring about something you know nothing about stop pondering what you should do with your life and do it Love like you have never loved everyone and everything at all times

Death And Silence
Face down in the inky blackForever quenching a thirst I didn't haveLike the Venetian paving stonesForced into my screaming lungsPrecluding atrocities formed a cross too heavy to bearSkimmed from the top wearing nothing but an empty stareCountless questions since I left it all behindWithout doubt I crossed the borderlineI pray "Come to me oblivion,I preffer anywhere else.I would rather slip awayThan struggle and fight my way"I won't fear the silence hereNow that the voices have all drownedForever to cherish nothing but the golden silenceLeft alone and out of harm's wayDon't follow me into the darkI have strived to do rightFought to heal every hurtIn the end there is only thisAs I drift away in the bitter dusk

"death Comes Ripping"
turn the lights down low and close the door, oh future is coming future risin' whoa shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead with both eyes open i wait up for the kill feel the evil feel the heat as i blast you open death comes ripping and it's going, death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping rip your back out and death comes ripping out flesh and blood to weak for you turnin' it over a little too late to penetrate death comes ripping and it's going death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping it'll rip your back out death comes ripping and it's going, death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping you rip your back out death comes ripping and it goes, death comes ripping out whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa

Death Of A Star
A twinkling light dims is the cold of depth dark space. From a non-calculable distance a pair of eyes watches the scene unfold. The twinkling light dims almost to a pinpoint, And then for a fraction of a second seems to wink like the eye of a passer by. An almost in the same instant of time, the pinpoint of light grows brilliantly bright. It hangs in the sky over head glowing as if to say here I was, Then it dies the death that was intended for it. In the remnants of its life space, as if a ghost of itself still exists, The components of life spread outward, a nebula of stardust Marks it place in the coldness of the depth dark space. Thus with its ending, it gives a new beginning to one of the beauties of the great night’s sky. Death of A Star by Qfreak69©.

Death Of Another Dream
A death of another dream slowly fades, with the charades of idiocy still echoing in my ear. A dark and lonely fear fills the single crimson tear that traces emptiness along my cheek. What sweet, sweet pain driving me insane, DRIVING ME SLOWLY OUT OF MY MIND!take a breath, don't be weekWords I weave from up my sleave but the magic has become hard to retrieve as sustenence is from a diseased breast suckled by an infant deprived of rest. And I, I walk alone as before as a shell of a man wanting more, but will never have it.

Death Of A Poet
The sun shown bright in the mid-day sun, as the poet sat so still that a rabbit of no size strolled by. "What timely presence do I take who visits me so?" said the poet. "A humble and insignificant rabbit of no size at all who only wishes to stroll by." "Yes, I see but brave thou art for I am large and of hunger. You are small and insignificant; why stop to loosen gums." "I saw you standing and staring at the sun; why do you do such things?" Perplexed the poet thought... and he thought... and he thought and could not answer the gray insignificant rabbit. "And then he spoke, I wish to die." "But why?" "For the world no longer needs minstrils or merry men. They have given their souls to the needless clatter of auto and train. Listen for a moment how lonely the dardness trully is. Begone my friend before I lose hope of a better tomorrow."

Death Is Me
Death is my companionHe sits with me during the day and we talkHe lies next to me in bed at night as i sleepWhen I'm depressed, he lets me hold his handHe shows me how much worse my life could beWhen I'm cold he holds me closeand shows me the fires of hell.Death has taught me a lot about life, pleasure and painHe showed me that life is preciousHe showed me what it's like to really liveHe told me many things about people and the weird thoughts that hide away deep in their brain.Death told me I have lots of life, but not a lot of time.Death is my friend and I know he'll see me through to the end.

Death Dreams
Last night while I was dreamingA demon came to meTold me my soul was bleeding. She said she was a friendShe told me what he wanted and what I needed She told me what to do to find a cure. He led me to the kitchenOn the counter, there laid a knifeFor me to take my life. Lying on the floorI couldn't take anymoreShe said "Make it so!"So I may claim your soul The demon screamingHer body's the only thing bleedingMy life without you was all I needed.

Death Quotes
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives. A. Sachs When I pass, speak freely of my shortcomings and my flaws. Learn from them, for I'll have no ego to injure. Aaron McGruder, Boondocks, 07-04-04 Death is better, a milder fate than tyranny. Aeschylus (525 BC - 456 BC), Agamemnon Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life. Bertolt Brecht (1898 - 1956), The Mother, 1932 For certain is death for the bornAnd certain is birth for the dead;Therefore over the inevitableThou shouldst not grieve. Bhagavad Gita (250 BC - 250 AD), Chapter 2 He not busy being born is busy dying. Bob Dylan (1941 - ) I'd rather get my brains blown out in the wild than wait in terror at the slaughterhouse. Craig Volk, Northern Exposure, A-Hunting We Will Go, 1991 The killing was the best part. It was the dying I couldn't take. Craig Volk, Northern Exposure, A-Hunting We Will Go, 1991 Be open to your dreams, people. Embrace that distant shore. Because our mortal journey is

Death's On My Doorstep
Death and I are at war once more. This time my mother. I have already battled him and lost my father, grandfather and mother, to him. It is a price I pay for having yanked so many out of his grasp when I was a cardiovascular tech at a local hospital here in Tulsa. Now I am on death watch tonight. She is slipping away slowly, I hope that I can face death once more, before it is my turn, and spit in his eye.

Death
I LIVE IN A TOWN OF 1200 THIS WEEKEND A COUPLE AND THERE GRANDAUGHTER(15) WERE BASICALLY EXECUTED GANGLAND STYLE. THE GIRL WAS IN MY SONS GRADE. WHY WE MAY NEVER KNOW. THERE ARE SPECULATIONS BUT AS OF NOW NO COMMENTS HAVE BEEN MADE BY THE LAW AS TO WHY,WHO,OR WHEN.YOU HEAR OF THESE THINGS ON THE NEWS BUT IT`S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN A SMALL TOWN.THESE PEOPLE WERE EASY GOING LIFE LOVING FRIENDS OF MINE LIKE THEY WERE OF SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS TOWN.BAD ENOUGH THE COUPLE BUT WHY THE 15 YEAR OLD GIRL.SO MANY QUESTIONS SO FEW ANSWERS.MAY GOD REST THEIR SOULS AND HELL OCCUPY THE KILLERS.I REALLY WISH FOR CLOSURE TO THE FAMILY LEFT BEHIND TO DEAL WITH THE AFTER MATH.LET`S HOPE FOR THE BEST AND LET THE VICTIMS REST.AMEN

2 Deaths In The Family
i just lost 2 very important pple in my life first was my grandma wallace, and second was my sis in law roxy both died of a form of cancer, my grandma had brain cancer and roxy had hodgkins limphoma , both died on the same day, june 16 2009, im sad to say goodbye, but i know their no longer in pain, its hard but i will live, i guess your never prepared for the things i had seen, but their suffering is over now, roxy had fought hodgkins 3 times b4 she gave up and was too waek to fight it anymore, both were strong wemen, and had put up one hell of a fight b4 they left us, so in their memory, ive created a scrapbook, the only thing i can do is share it with the family. which i will b sending out by the end of the month, i will b busy till then,

Death Needs A Vacation :(
My great Aunt Mara passed away last night after prolonged illness. My former manager, Jodie, was set to give birth next week to her 2nd child, a daughter she named Avery Faith. Her and her husband have tried for 7 years for her. Tuesday, Jodie found out that her daughter had suffocated in her own womb, due to the umbilical cord being wrapped around her fragile neck. Along with the old, the unborn also do die. May they all Rest in Peace. RIP Avery Faith 6/16/09 RIP Aunt Mara 6/17/09 FUCK DEATH. Seriously. Fuck you, man. I'm not scared of death taking me, but if he wants someone I love... fuck you, death. Fuck you.

Death
DEATHDeath is something we try not to think about, but is there from the startfrom the time we first open our eyes, we are on that road to departSome people live there lives and try to make a mark, and some just try to surviveno matter what you do, you’ll never make it out aliveDeath, it's the great equalizer of menit doesn't matter how rich you are, who you know, or where you've beenwhen the angel of death knocks on your dooryou can't hide and you can't ignoreSome people believe that death is a passing to a new lifethat when you close your eyes for the last time, you just look for the lightthere are those that think that there is no journey to startthat when you close your eyes for the last time, there is nothing but darkThe meaning of life is deathit's the one and only thing everyone will do from their first to their last breathforget all the gray in-betweenforget about taxes, learning, loving, forget about everythingYou can't take anything with you and you don’t really l

Death
Who is death Why do we fear him Can he be a secret we hid in our mindsHes getting closer to my life I wake up lonely Your next to me Do i know if ive survived my sleep Your living inside me I feel you swimming in my blood eating my brain Killing me from the insideI dont mind and i dont care I cant feel my soul in this lifeWhat have you done YOu've taken my lifeIm not afraid of you but now im in you my soul is part of you swimming in your bloodyour darkness is my shadow Now the question is should you be afraid of me Im living in your shadows Im becoming death or am i death Afraid?

The Death Of The Oxi-clean Pitch
RIP BILLY Thats right no one could sell over priced crap to over expactant info- mercial shoppers like he could . BILLY YOU WERE THE PIMP SHIZNAT YO! (here is the link to the so yall can read the story-http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,529328,00.html) ***THEY ARE DROPIN LIKE FLYS STUCK IN A ZIPLOCK***

The Death Of Billy Mays
Pitchman Billy Mays Found Dead Posted Jun 28th 2009 11:50AM by TMZ Staff TMZ has confirmed TV pitchman Billy Mays was found dead today in his home in Tampa, Florida early this morning.According to the Tampa PD, the 50-year-old TV pitchman was found unresponsive by his wife Deborah at 7:45 AM. TMZ has learned Mays' body has already been removed from his home.Mays had just returned from Philadelphia, where he shot a new OxiClean commercial. He was a passenger aboard a plane that suffered a blown front tire upon landing. He told a local TV station, "All of a sudden as we hit you know it was just the hardest hit, all the things from the ceiling started dropping. It hit me on the head, but I got a hard head."We're told Mays was at his home around 6:00 PM last night, and according to a source Mays was "acting fine and normal ... he was talking business with his father-in-law."According to cops, there are no signs of forced entry to the residence and no foul play is suspected. Billy's wife

Death
Often I sit and think of death. Death to myself. The death of others. I sit idly by and watch as you walk down the street. I notice your weaknesses. I wonder what t would be like to disperse you and relieve you of this awful place, this treacherous world that envelopes you everyday. You and I are alike in many ways, yet you percieve it not. You rise from your slumber each day, don the mask that carry you through the day, and noone really knows of the pains you feel inside. I am so very tired of this face that I have to wear for your approval of my life. The happiness that I have to show just to keep you from dwelling inside my mind. That is one place you do not wish to be, inside my mind. There are things in there that would make you die from fright. Things that I have seen and done in my past that modern people on this planet would deem inconceiveable, morbid, and dank. Yet I drudge onward. Sloshing through the pits of this hell, earth. Waiting for your approval even though I say

Deaths Pale Horse
Love.(Love?)I love you.(You do?)Yes.(I love you, too)Now I must tell you something.(What?)I hate you.You were my everything,but you waited just at the right moment,to give me that sting.I'm sorry.(You are?)No.I thought you were changed, But you pulled the lever, There I hanged.(You told me you loved me)I told you alot of thing.(But why?)You're not good enough.I want to die, to fly away on deaths pale horse.Just leave me where I lie.(That isn't true)You're right.(then what is!)There is another.(For how long?)Long enough.I show you my back,Only to cry.Then you took my own knife and began to hack.I hate you, But I love you,You tossed me aside.I know you were through.(But why!?) These tears burn.Because I am horrible.(I don't think so!) My heart hurts.Just get the fuck away.(I'll always fight for you) Kill me with your anger. Never.I still love you, no matter the battle.Death rides in on his saddle. One question remains and I ask it with tears.Did you even love me a little?That is what I f

Death #1
Family Distraught After Chocolate Death OSHA Called To Scene To Investigate CAMDEN, N.J. - A man who prayed for a job for weeks dies in a tragic accident at a chocolate factory in Camden, N.J.. Slideshow: Man Dies In Chocolate Tank Police were called to a warehouse and manufacturing facility on the 700 block of North 36th Street around 10:45 a.m. Wednesday for a report of a man who had fallen into hot chocolate. The Camden County prosecutor's office identified the victim as 29-year-old Vincent Smith II of Camden. He was a temporary worker at the Cocoa Services Inc. plant. Smith was loading chunks of raw chocolate into a melting tank, but he slipped and fell into the tank. Co-workers shut off the valve and tried to reach him, but failed. Devastated family members arrived at the hospital and were wondering what happened, and how their loved one could possibly have died. "He was good kid. Always positive, never negative. He was always laughing," said Teresa Smith, his aunt. "We

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

Death Of A Brother
I got a call yesterday from a very close friend of mine that I served with in NUMEROUS places doing NUMEROUS things. A small group of us served together and did alot of crazy shit when deployed. We survived, as have many others, and made it home fairly intact physically and mentally. So anyway, Anthony calls me and says, "Mike....." "Danny's dead". What the fuck?!?!?!?!?!?! "How?!?!?!" "Car wreck" "What?!?!?!?!" "Yeah dude". "When?" "Last night" "Fuck" "I'll call you tommorw when I find out the details for the service" ".......alright" Now here's the deal.....we were special forces. we made it through alot that we shouldn't have. We did our part and managed to make it home and after all was said and done, our duty served, this is what happens? How that fuck do you justify that? Sleeping anywhere and everywhere, taking our horse pills, staying up for days at a time, leaving home at a moments notice, gone for an unknown period....to come home, go out with your wife for drinks

"death, Life"
It stalks the night It stalks the day It seeks out life And whisks it away It's known as death And other things too But it's all the same What matters is you. How do you see it? What does it mean? It's best if you know For death is unseen. It can take you at day It can take you at night Knowing death well Can lend you some light The passage to death Is always unclear And it's best to know That you're very near. For death is at hand It is for us all Know it's face well So you don't stumble and fall Now think hard on death And know that it's near And the meaning of life Will be all to clear And that is to live For your hearts desire Not to stumble or fall But to burn with a fire. A fire for life To live for each day To reach for your dreams No matter what people say Life is a question And death holds a clue Reach not for the answer For your life's not due Live for the moment And die for it too For it's the moment that counts It, and you Now I'm

Death
being close to death has brought a new meaning to life, live it !!! one moment at a time , smile when you can and hide your pain from the ones who care about you. I have not been on for awhile the reason is I have had one medical problem after the other, my left lung collapsed and they removed a 1/3 of it causing a great deal of pain and healing time away from the computer and the ones who are my friends , as well as my job. today I am mostly healed but with new problems I have been diagnosed with emphysema of both lungs and it is very hard for me to breathe and sit at a computer for very long no treatment has been given yet I am working out something now with medical stays in the hospitals and treament very soon I will address that, yes I still work and yes I still ride a bike but these days there is an engine on it. life has been hard but so to are your problems life is hard... thank you for all that have sent well wishes and are still on my list you are all truly a gift from a

Death To Bin Laden
September Eleventh Two Thousand and One,The sun was just rising, the workday begun.When all of a sudden, from out of the sky,Four airplanes descended, thousands would die.Heroes were made and heroes were lost,The price of our freedom had taken its cost.Faceless cowards had raped our great land,But throughout the whole crisis,United We Stand.The face of Evil had reared its head,Many children were orphaned,More than three thousand known dead.But throughout all the fire, the dust and the smoke,America fought on, we never lost hope.Old Glory arose, forever She'll wave.In the land of the free,And the home of the brave.These hateful savages,The pain they well planned.Just sealed their own fate,For United We Stand.Bin Laden's al- Qaida,The Demons he commands.We Americans don't fear you,For United We Stand.Bin Laden ( ITS TIME TO DIE)LT.David MartinUnited States Marines Special Warfare and counter-terrorismUS Special Operations Command MCSOCOM © LT.David Martin

Death To The Painbringers (a Musing)
In a world of extremes that we live in, there are things that balance out one another. Happiness and Sadness,Pleasure and Pain, Light and Dark. The thing is, with the average person's morbid capacity to be predatory in pursuits, therein lives the Painbringers. Painbringers use depair and misery (most of the times, their creation) as their food and drink. Their drug of choice is the total breakdown of a person's self-image and worth. As with all parasitic creatures, people don't notice them until the damage is done, and they have moved onto other victims. If you believe beyond the status quo, the Painbringers see it as a challenge to grind up and spit out. They might seem untouchable and invulnerable but nothing can be farther from the truth. The secret to a Painbringer's demise is in actuality its way of feedimg off of its victim's belief. If a person believes the venom a Painbringer exudes, they become food on the table and, in a few, seeds start to grow of more Painbringers. The th

Death By Bad Health Care
http://blogs.consumerreports.org/health/20... As noted previously, comparing different countries’ health care systems is tough because of the many variables involved, such as the fact that the U.S. has both the highest rate of overweight and obesity and the lowest smoking rate of the eight industrialized countries we’ve been looking at. And let’s not even get into matters like diet: how to compare Japanese who live on rice, fish, and vegetables to the wine-and-cheese-loving French to the fast-food-eating Americans? Enter the concept of "amenable mortality." Invented years ago in the United States and used worldwide by researchers ever since, it’s basically a body count of people who die for want of "timely and effective health care." A higher rate is bad, because it means the country’s health care system is falling down on its one and only job, which is to keep people healthy and do the best job possible of treating them if they get sick.

Death's Promise
Death's Promise By: Ember Copyright 2006 I hate this depression that seeks my embrace Overwhelming me, tearing away my happy face I scream inside, unable to open up my soul, To the feelings inside, the forgotten goal I feel such pain, intense and insane Question everything in my life, again and again I try to love, but I don't know why Am I even capable of living a lie? I put on a happy face, I pretend it's all good Nobody can see inside to my dark mood Love and care for one, give up another The confusion I feel is enough to smother Rip out my soul, shreds of agony Heart bleeding out, black passion of ecstasy Seeking pain I can feel on my flesh Releasing it all with the touch of dead breath Fate beats me and takes me no choice of my own Makes me forget I want love alone I can't do this, I can't, I can't, go on I don't deserve their love, I'm a worthless one So I curl up alone as I've always been Accepting myself and my list of sins

~death ~
Death is a stranger whom only once we meet he may treat you kindly or harshly he may treat he will come at his own will and will not let you know you will be asked to go with him and with him you must go your wealth and your riches you must leave all behind So let others share them BE generous , be kind he may take you to heaven he may take you to hell God knows where he will take you God that i can not tell so be good in deeds actives never commit a crime for this we welcome stranger may visit you anytime he will take you to another world where some thing. pereciuos joy ~many find a thing you have never before YES it "PEACE OF MIND"

The Death Penalty
Earlier this week i read an article out of Texas where the most recent death penalty execution victim may have been innocent. Apparently, new evidence has been brought to lite that corroberates the executed man's story. I have been an opponent of the death penalty my entire life, not for the reasons of cruelty but for this very reason. I believe it is wrong to have an 'ultimate' penalty in place when ANY legal system will be flawed in some way. There is no 'oops' in death. Even if a person is wrongfully incarcerated for decades, some compensation and justice can be meted out. It bothers me more because, as only the 'State' may execute, that means WE, all of us, as we are the "State' of murdering an innocent person. I simply do not want that on my 'soul'. As a collectve people, do we want it on ours? While this is the exception to the case, there have been a number of wrongful and incomplete executions since the '60s. All the murders were horrifying and the wrongful state end

Death Of My Sister
Well, if you are reading this then I suppose you are either too nosey or I got caught... Either way it doesn't matter anymore because I will soon be dead. But before that happens let me tell you my story. It all happened on a nice summer day. There had been a thunderstorm the night before and when the day broke the sky was clear and blue. Then the monster got loose. The woman I was dating had been feeling left out and shunned by my sister, who is a control freak that has to involve herself in everything that doesn't concern her. On this particular day my sister arrived and not wanting to deal with her my girlfriend took her kids for a walk telling me that she loved me but didn't feel that she was part of the family and that she understood that I had things here I had to do or she would have asked me to go for a walk with them. A few days before this my sister had hit all the wrong buttons on my girlfriend and had her so upset that she was crying for the better part of the day and night

Death,love,missing
Well grandma seiman,You meant everything to me..You were the best grandmother any girl or boy could even have! And i mean that too... But now that you are gone it's kind of hard to even remember what a warm embrace is from something as graceful as what you were. You are so elegant and always smelt really sweet,I can always feel tears go down my cheeks and my eyes will always be red and sore from it... It really bothers me to have heard that YOU died,and i wasn't there to even say "I love you and always will" Before anything happened. You are my grandmother and I will never even think of forgetting about you... ~Avi

Death Remebrance Ballad
Death Remebrance Ballad by Courtney Leigh Spruiell Does it all end?When we close our eyesWill we still see the light?Blanket of darkness surrondsDoes our mind stay void of all thoughts?The pain slowly fades awayWill I ever see you again?All the days I spent are goneWas it just a waste of time?Everyday I spent in angerWill you close the lid on my memories?Like you did me....

Death...
Has been a rough couple of days.. my hubbys grandma died monday. We just had the funeral today. I been doing pretty well.. up until today. I have been wondering about my boys though. I told them about her death monday but it didn't seem to have any affect on them. I was thinking.. they are of age now where they should start understanding some..and start crying or something. But there was nothing..clear up til last night. Then today during the funeral.. Brandon just started bawling. He was so loud..sobbing.. I thought he was gonna hyperventilate. He kinda collapsed off hubbys lap and was sitting on the floor. Somethings in life just break your heart..and I have to say that was one of the worst moments for me. I just lost it then. Then he was carrying on about wanting to buy a vcr tape of her. His one older cousin told him he would get him one. Anyways.. was a horrible day but its over. I am sorry for not being on here much this week.. due to all this. I have not been avoidin

Death And Deseption
Depth and deseption,No truth in lies,Away from protection,Where your bodies thrive,Losing connection,Past the fears of these eyes,To the point of exemption,You cant hear my crys,Telling me secerets I just cant hear,One stained burried heart,Out in the clear,I lost my comfort,Forgot my shade,Now here we are back to this place,Don't make me wonder,I wont make you feel,Dont ask me Questions,This isnt real.I’m no stranger to the dark, I embrace my vicesI know your name, and all your disgusesI dream of you, but when im awakeLike the sweet juices of the durg,you penetrate.Your needling stings, it's killing me,Theres nothing more, you've gone to deep.You're sucking the life outta my faceI see the dust cloud disappear without a trace,Still building cities, you're tearing downDo you see past your fear of what your living withoutWho you are to me I can not hide,dreams that leave you behind.I am nothing more than your sacrfice,yearning for own device,You look at me like I'm some desiese,Bec

Death Of An Innocent
Before I start let me say this this story touched me inside and out as I read it as I could feel her pain and agony and felt a strange feeling inside of tears and so on and even more when I read it out loud to my grandma.... so here it goes I went to a party, Mom. I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom so I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom. I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, and everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece, because of the way you raised me - so responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road, the other car didn't see me, Mom - and hit me like a load. As I lie here on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say "The other guy is drunk," Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay. I'm ly

Death Of The [shift] Key
It is with a heavy heart, that i announce the passing of a great keyboard icon - the shift key. As you all know, the shift key has fought a long road of crippling illnesses, such as 'pinky laziness', 'grammatical naivety', and 'text message syndrome,' for years and years now. Today, our stalwart and beloved shift key lost the battle and succumbed to these ever-growing cultural atrocities. It was the pinky laziness, so prevalent among the youth of the day, which eventually turned the tide. Those that will be hit the hardest are proper nouns, which now will be demoted as no different than common nouns. The shift key is survived by his friend caps lock, which would be on life support itself if it weren't for the incessant and dreaded 'all-caps-post/title,' favored by many internet pseudo-savvy pre-teens; the entire family of punctuation keys, which themselves have been hanging by a thread; and the delete key, which has all but become an elusive shut-in... because, let's face it, 95 perce

10/23 Deaths
Deaths 42 BC – Marcus Junius Brutus, Roman senator (b. 85 BC) 525 (probable date) – Anicius Manlius Severinus Boethius, Christian philosopher (b. 480) 930 – Daigo, Emperor of Japan (b. 885) 1456 – Giovanni da Capistrano, Italian saint (b. 1386) 1550 – Tiedemann Giese, Polish Catholic bishop (b. 1480) 1581 – Michael Neander, German mathematician and astronomer (b. 1529) 1616 – Leonhard Hutter, German theologian (b. 1563) 1688 – Charles du Fresne, sieur du Cange, French philologist (b. 1610) 1730 – Anne Oldfield, English actress (b. 1683) 1764 – Emmanuel-Auguste de Cahideuc, Comte Dubois de la Motte, French naval officer (b. 1683)

Death Is Blissful
I will stab a knife right through your heart and lick the blood from frozen tipped steel and I kiss my way down your cold pale cheeks and rest my head on your chest tracing my fingers along from scar tattooed neck I listen to you empty chest and tap it listening to hollowness looking into your blood shot eyes I fall into a trance stroking your hair in solace and I hold your hand in loving darkening bliss and I wrap my chain arms around your beautiful lifeless corpse and think how death becomes you and smear poison lip gloss on your lips and kiss you passionately in darkness love and close my eyes blissfully and welcomes death in your arms

Death Trap
Don't fall too deepInto the death trapThere is nothing to gainAnd everything to loseYou get attachedTo people you don't knowOnly to get hurtFor their stupid showYour mind gets boggledWith thoughts that aren't thereYour heart gets crushedJust so they can snickerThe internet is my trapJust like many othersDo not fall too deepInto your death trap

Death Of Someone You Love
death is not a part of life that is easy to lose someone that is close to you is the hardest thing that you will have to endor the loss of a loved one will fell like your heart has been ripped out i lost one of my closest friends this morning and that was my grandma and it hurts to the point my body is cold i love her still even though she is gone my life will go on but it will be hard not that she is not here to go on wiht it RIP ETHEL JUNE PATTON ALWAYS LOVED NEVER FORGOTTEN

Death Is Never Easy......
I received a call yesturday from the nursing home my mom has been in for the last several years. She was diagnosed with Lewybody's disease. This is a disease that is closely related to both Parkinsons and Altzheimers as it tends to mimic both diseases symptoms. She does not know who I am anymore. She hasn't for about 2 years now. She is lost in her own world. The nursing home informed me that my mom is declining. She has withdrawn farther into her world and has stopped eating. The hospice nurse says that they don't expect her to last much longer. She's dying. Probably within the next couple months, if not sooner. I have had my older brother and my step-mom both die in December. My step-mom ON Christmas day. Now my mom is not expected to make it to 2010. I'm beginning to wonder if there is some weird Christmas curse on my family. I'm wondering if knowing that someone is going to die is better than a sudden death? Both my brother and step-mom were sudden. Which was devastating t

Death & Life
Death Is nothing but another adventure, It takes you away yet it gives you new life at the same time, Death can make you sorrowful yet, death is a very joyous occasion on the passing of those who may have been sick or in pain giving them happiness and joy that they are no longer in suffering in there mortal lives. Death is a beautiful adventure so, embrace it, love it, have passion for it. Life, Life is a very horrible experience for most, Life causes more pain then anything else could possibly cause to a human. Life you go through pain, suffering, on some occasion’s life has some happiness but life is leading to a more joyous occasion Death. Death is Life eternally forever leaving behind your cover up and leading on to the most beautiful thing living eternally with God.

Death Of An Egg
A friend and I sat on a wall Until one day he fell a great fall And I sat and watched As he cracked and broke Thinking how he’d laugh at the joke People came from far and they came from near They came from there and they came from here They gasped and they cried As they watched the men try And they tried, and tried, and tried But the glue wouldn’t stick And the pieces wouldn’t hold It was quite a disaster that did unfold Now I sit on the wall, and I cry and I pray ‘Cause I know that will be me someday I sit on the wall, and I cry and I pray Because I am wasting away Wasting away watching over your grave

~death~
I feel the warmth upon me. It surrounds, and embraces me. I will someday let go and fall into your arms. I will soon be held by the only one that truly loves me. The only one that will not lie, judge or condemn me. You will make time and wait a lifetime for me. I am timid to let you touch me. But I know you will accept me like no other. And so I shall learn to love thee. Death, I know that when it is time, you will set me free.

Death
Death Death can appear in dreams in many forms ranging from the near-death experience to wish-fulfillment projected on others. It may seem to be terrifying, or almost joyful in its sense of power. The near-death experience can be either a psychological phenomenon or a physical one. The physical phenomenon comes from lucid dreaming in a nightmare condition. You may become aware of the body paralysis of the REM state and feel powerless to defend yourself in the dream. This can create an overwhelming sense of vulnerability to the threatening circumstances of the dream and a near-death experience. The psychological facet is part and parcel of feeling endangered by your circumstances. This danger may be tangible or merely sensed in the dream. If it is tangible, the source of the danger is the area for interpretive work (whom, why, how, and what has endangered your life?). If the danger is merely sensed, it may symbolize ambivalence concerning a soul's transition into facets of self-aw

Death
It calls out to me with its shiney metal blade It calls out to me tempting me to play Just one push against my soft translucent skin The warm crimson seeping out from within No one would know it cries No one would care if I die Hands shaking I bring you closer Just one quick motion the pain will be over

Death Of The Soul
When the body dies it goes to ground, but my soul has been unbound to wonder this earth still in search, for that completness that dwells inside empty feeling and no emotion may try, to get more out of my soul then a contented sigh death frees the soul to find what is long lost and sought, for me i know no what nor care for death has sent me into a wondering with no fear but what brings with the death of the soul when he can not seek what he needs what brings him to be where must one go to be freei if this must be the limbo i must be in for all days to come to rind the wind alone, till that i am undone

Death
so last night me and tiffy bought our fish.. we bought a pretty nice tank, fish food, and a heat lamp! so two hours after everything was done our fish were dead! so i drove to walmart asked the lady i wanted to return them she told me sorry but customer service is closed and im like uh okay what do u want me to do with two dead fish! then, shes like sorry customer service opens at 7 am! so as im walking out i yell FUCKING HILLBILLY TOWN! *i know the cashiers heard it!

Deaths Near Misses
So I guess one of the things that makes me uniqe si that Ive died atleast three times. The first two were from the same motorcycle wreck, no helmit went off the road and hit a metal pole. Life flight took me to Beaumont blinked out on hele ride, then again in ER, but they kept being able to bring me back. So a week went by and I came out of my coma on my 25th b-day, they let me know what happened, told me I cracked my skull, srushed the bones in my left ear (completely def), broken collar bone, blah, blah, blah. The third was alot less epic I was eating choked by the time someone came by I was blue, but once again I rebound well, cpr and Im back. On the way to the ambulance the EMS droped my strecher crossing the bridge form my house to carpport, good times good times. Well thats it for this one but there will be more stories of dumbfuckerry!

Death And Mumms...
Earlier this morning, I came across a blog in my bartab about the death of a fubar member. I clicked the blog and read it, and sadly one of the first things I thought was "Fuck, the mummers are going to make me sick today..." Granted, I didn't know this Molly girl, but we've all seen her in the HH from time to time. What's sad to me is these MuMMers who have no regards for common decency and would rather use this to try and get attention for themselves. I wonder what it'd be like if it was one of THEM who passed away... In fact, I remember a MuMMer who DID pass away over a year ago. It was great to see all the support for her, yet there STILL was MuMMers who were saying "she faked it"... Including her own online "boyfriend" who happens to be so beloved in the MuMMs today... It's sad that the few MuMMers that get recognized are the MuMMers who feel the need to be assholes in order to get ANY attention. I don't know who MOLLY was, but I wish nothing but peace for her family...

The Death Penalty -- It's Unworkable
The American Law Institute, instrumental in structuring the model statutes on which most death sentences are based, has withdrawn its support of such laws. By Michael Traynor February 4, 2010 Nearly 50 years ago, as concern grew in the country about the fairness of death penalty laws, the American Law Institute published a "model statute" aimed at helping state lawmakers draft laws to ensure that death sentences were meted out fairly and consistently. Last fall, the institute withdrew its support for the model death penalty law. The decision was a striking repudiation from the very organization that provided the blueprint for death penalty laws in this country. The institute, with a membership of more than 4,000 lawyers, judges and law professors of the highest qualifications, is the leading independent organization in the United States producing scholarly work to clarify and improve the law. In the decade after the institute published its law, which was part of a comprehe

The Death Penalty
The age old adage "an eye for an eye" seems very cliche when discussing the death penalty. Not only is it cliche, but I don't think the true meaning of this saying is ever realized, in relation to a criminal and his/her punishment."An eye for an eye" eludes to: If you take my eye, then so shall yours be taken. The concept of the death penalty is a stellar one, however, the process in which it is carried out is extremely flawed. Observe the following scenario:A 26 year old man kidnaps, rapes, tortures and ultimately murders an 8 year old girl. She was dealt a violent, and excruciating death filled with fear, pain, terror, and helplessness. It took her 26 minutes to die.At trial, a jury convicts and sentences him to the death penalty. But when? How?For the next 17 years, he will sit in a prison cell. He will receive correspondence from his loved ones. He will see 17 more Christmas', and birthdays. He will receive 3 square meals a day. He will be warm in the winter and cool i

Deaths And Horror Storys At Disney The Tragic Kingdom
Dont get me wrong i love disney but i thought these stroys were intresting ....In October 1999 Pat Shenck and her 8 year old son went on 'water sprite' jet skis on one of the park lagoons. One of their jet skis got stuck on the water when the shift wouldn't move out of neutral. A 23-year old inexperienced "captain' of the ferryboat "Kingdom Queen" hit them. Going against all park and safety regulations, he put the ferry into reverse, sucking Mrs. Shenck under the blades and boat, killing her. Before Disney called the "real" police and ambulance, they had divers in the water collecting evidence, looking for her body and pulling the bits of clothing and body from under the ferry. When they finally did find the body they tethered it to a buoy and left it in the lagoon for hours, refusing to let it be moved or let anyone to go out and attend to it until after nightfall when the visitors wouldn't see it and the ride wouldn't have to be shut down. Mind you -- her 8 year old son is there this

Death X3
Three men approached the gate to heaven and as there was only one opening left, the gatekeeper said that whoever had the most remarkable and worthy death could enter. He asked the first man how he died, and the man replied, 'Imagine this -- I suspected my wife was having an affair behind my back and I wanted to find out the truth. I came home from work one day to surprise her and catch her in the act. When I searched the house I found her in the bathroom. The mirror was fogged and she had a towel on but her hair wasn't wet, so I knew she wasn't taking a shower. I looked all around the house to find the guy. I found ten fingers hanging onto the window sill outside. I pounded them until he finally let go. When he fell he landed in some bushes and God must have loved him because he lived, so I threw the refrigerator out the window to finish him off. After all the excitement I fell dead of a heart attack.' Then the gatekeeper asked the second man how he died. He replied, 'Imagine this -

Death Of A Wonderful Man
Dr Spike@ fubar This man was one of my best friends here. This was a man who could make you smile , no matter how bad your day was, he is and always will be , my Angel. But sadly, at 3.15am Today (20th March 2010), he passed away. He has had blood clots, for the last 25 years. He had many that had travelled to his intestines. He did not know about them. Well last week, he was rushed to the hospital, in severe pain. They tried to figure out what was going on. They had him in surgery on Friday. When they were in there they found it had caused gangrene throughout his insides. there was nothing they could do. They put him in a medically induced coma, so he was not in any pain, until he died. I'm unsure what else to say, but if you knew him, you would have loved him as much as I did. Please visit his page and leave messages for his family. I will Always Remember You Eric aka Dr Spike. R.I.P My Hug Buddy I Love You xox

Death Within
The rain pours upon the windows like a river of blood. My heart aching not feeling your touch. To be apart is torture upon my soul. Death is a blessing if I'd never see you again. Love soaring upon the eagle filled sky while inside I'm dying without you by my side.

Deathroof Youth Or How I Got My 1st Speeding Ticket
Recently I was reminded of my 1st speeding ticket. I was 18 at the time and had just bought a car for $100 from a couple I worked with. Sure it stalled at stoplights, but it was a 1971 Dodge Charger painted brilliant white with a maroon hood scoop, heavy metal imagery, racing stripes, and one of those tiny racing steering wheels. It was a car you might have seen in Christine or Deathproof, had the latter been released at that time. I also was part of the floor show at Rocky Horror- Frank no less. The theatre usually liked to close up ASAP after the midnight movies so it was common for me to throw street clothes on over my costume and wait until I got home to wash off the stage makeup. That night was no exception. On the way home, a Mustang full of girls pulled up beside me on Independence Blvd. They were honking, waving and smiling and one of them pointed ahead as they put the pedal to the metal . Since it was 2AM with no other cars around and the section of road had no side

Death Is Knocking At My Door
I have finally reached my breaking point....I no longer have an escape...I have nobody to turn to. Death is much more clearer to me. My whole family has given up on me and has thrown me away and my own girlfriend has done the same thing to me as well. I feel I am better off dead than alive. I am lost in the dark fog that I can no longer see the light. I have given up the fight in me is no longer there, I have been fighting for thirty five years. I cannot fight anymore, I no longer have the strength

Death Of The Dark Poet?
The reason I came Fubar was my Serenity... My relationship with Serenity was explained in my last blog entry I believe... And now I don't use fubar much anymore... Not because I don't have great friends here, but because I simply don't have the same drive any more... So is the Dark Poet slowly dieing? I believe he is and I consider closing my fubar account, simply because of lack of use... I've got great friends here, where I would like to mention Ryan as a great help and a great friend, thumbs up buddy :) But it seems everything is lacking to an end and with my recently posted mumm it was pretty clear that it didn't matter if I stayed or not... So good bye Fubar...

Death In Family
I am sad to say my Uncle passed away on Fathers day 6/20/10... Clyde Borders. I am going back home to Austin, Texas for the funeral. I will be gone from 6/24/10 to 6/27/10.. I am currently off work this week while my sister is in town from Chicago and will now just be relaxing and enjoying myself as much as I can till I go back to work... I say Thank You to everyone for the well wishes and wonderful comments.. there is a photo of my uncle posted. please stop by, check out his photo for me...

The Death Of My Best Freind My Brother
I just found out that my best freind, My homie, My brother was killed tonight. All i can do is site here and cry and wounder why the best ones have to die. He was the only person in this world that i could talk to. He was the only one that was realy true. When i know that things are bad you will be there to get me thorugh. With out you my world is gone. With out you I have no one left. You had 2 beautifull boys That dont have a father any more because you was whereing the wrong colors in the wrong place. And a 23 year old ife that is now a widow. But dont worry my brother your wife and children are going to be taken care of i dont care if i have to sleep in a box on the street and steal to provide every thing they need. You are my brother and i have your back Rest in peace brother i will love you always and i will see you agine when the good lord dicieds its my time. R.I.P Mi AMOR

Death Bringer
I sit here for my timeWaiting my payments of my crime I close my eyes All these painful good-byes Behind me stands Death I can feel his breath Cold as ice All my painful lies Running deep in my veins Slowly I'm becoming insane No more I want to wait I want this to come to an end my fate behind me stands Death I can feel his breath Colder and colder it becomes Evil I will succumb All the suffering I have caused That pain will have no pause For it will linger For I am the pain bringer Behind me stands Death Here to take my last breath

Death Dealer
The Death DealerHe creeps,He crawls,He slithers,He rolls,Who is this man, you ask?He's created in your fires Your deepest desiresHe's what you wantAnd you can have itFor a small price of courseIt's not much, for one such as yourselfThe counjourer of spirits A jack of all tradesWould you care to play his game?It's not that hardBut it requires a wagerNot money, but something more dearSo make your bid But do so wiselyBecause if you lose You'll find that the cost is pricey!

Death Bringer 2
am the slayer, I am the bringer of deathI come to erase the mistakes of this worldMy work shall never be done This world is full disease, filth, and putrignessThese things I must pacify from my worldI am the slayer, I am the bringer of deathI come to erase the mistakes of this worldThis world I speak of is full of fire and brimestoneIt is a world of eternal suffering and blissIt is my world and I shall controll allI am the slayer, I am the bringer of deathI come to erase the mistakes of this worldThis world demands suffering and painI must destroy the pain that infects my mindThis pain will never go awayI am the slayer, I am the bringer of deathI come to erase the mistakes of this worldI have failed, it has taken me overThe pain spreads across my mind and bodyFailure is my destiny, I am in my own personal hellI am the slayer, I am the bringer of deathI come to erase the mistakes of this world

Death For All Immature Stupid People!!!
Nothing pisses me off more than immature people. Don't get me wrong, drunk pissed off STUPID people piss me off bad...but not as bad as a calm sober immature person. I met this girl last night at a bar and this is the conversation we had. ME: "Hi, my name is Nick, enjoying the music?" HER: "Yes, aren't you the guy doing the sound thingy?" ME: "Yes, what's your name if you don't mind me asking?" HER: "Chassidy, and you?" ME: "Nick haha." HER: "Whats so damn funny?" ME: "I introduced myself when I walked up." HER: "Well I thought you were just telling me bullshit so you could talk to me." ME: "I couldn't do that, I may speak my mind a lot but I couldn't be an asshole to a girl as pretty as you!" HER: "Don't talk down to me!" ME: "What?" HER: "Don't talk to me like I'm a piece of ass that you wanna take home by the end of the night." ME: "First of all, I don't live in Tulsa. I live in Texas, so I can't take you home. Second of all I have to maintain a prof

Death By Porn
Porno Film Triggered Nanny's Fatal Heart Attack (July 9) -- An inquest has determined there was no foul play in the death of a 30-year-old British woman last October. The cause of death was apparently related to her sexual excitement while watching porn. After finding the seminaked body of Nicola Paginton with a sex toy and porn, authorities believe the 30-year-old nanny died from a heart attack triggered by sexual arousal. The nanny was found in her bed by her employer after she did not turn up for work and police were called to investigate. Police found the seminaked body of Nicola Paginton from Cirencester, Gloucestershire, in bed. She was without pants and had a pornographic movie on her laptop. A sex toy was found under the covers near her body.A subsequent pathologist' s report determined that she likely suffered a heart attack as a result of sexual arousal. Gloucestershire coroner Alan Crickmore had determined that her sexual "activity before death" lik

Death To All But Fubar (song)
Alright! Yeah! C-C-Come on! Fuck Facebook Fuck MySpace Cut of their heads And fuck them in the face! Yahoo and Bebo Total fucking disgrace! I'd like to see their bowels All over the place! Death to all but fubar! AOL and Friendster They are fucking lame Sucking each other off In the closet, what a shame! LiveJournal and MyLife Ning and Twitter These sound like splashes I make Sitting on the shitter! Vampire Freaks, They fucking suck What about Yelp! Yall need fucking help! Faceparty, Digg, Gaia Online All day you east ass and listen to each other whine! Death to all but fubar! Stickam's where you go when you want so see some cock StumpleUpon you trip into and swim through some snot Netlog and MyChurch, CafeMom and BlackPlanet? Are you nucking futs? I'd rather be on LinkedIn than licking delicious' nuts! Death to all but fubar! I like BabyJesus, his website is really pretty If you don't join fubar, he will shoot a sweet little kitty WoW is for pussies, Masquerade is kinda stuf

Death Threats Over A Fu Engagement
Buzz: 100% sh*t faced! Level: Fu-King (24) Gender: Male, 20 Location: Djibouti Status: FML 9:11pm KryptionPLURR: So what did you do? 9:12pm KryptionPLURR: how'd you con her into being fuengaged to you? 9:13pm Deacon Fu ...: i didnt con anyone. 9:13pm KryptionPLURR: yeah ok 9:13pm KryptionPLURR: nvm......Just tell katie, I really like her, and she fuckin played head games with me 9:13pm KryptionPLURR: and I'm done with fu now 9:14pm KryptionPLURR: fuck it 9:14pm KryptionPLURR: So waht d

Death Of The United States Of America
ALL EUROPEAN LIFE DIED IN AUSCHWITZ The following is a copy of an article written by Spanish writer Sebastian Vilar Rodrigez and published in a Spanish newspaper on Jan. 15 2008. It doesn't take much imagination to extrapolate the message to the rest of Europe - and possibly to the rest of the world. REMEMBER AS YOU READ -- IT WAS IN A SPANISH PAPER Date: Tue. 15 January 2008 14:30 ALL EUROPEAN LIFE DIED IN AUSCHWITZ By Sebastian Vilar Rodrigez I walked down the street in Barcelona , and suddenly discovered a terrible truth - Europe died in Auschwitz ... We killed six million Jews and replaced them with 20 million Muslims. In Auschwitz we burned a culture, thought, creativity, talent. We destroyed the chosen people, truly chosen, because they produced great and wonderful people who changed the world. The contribution of this people is felt in all areas of life: science, art, international trade, and above all, as the consc

Death:
This Pome I wrote in my Sophmore Reading class in High School from the flood by Annie Dillard we had to make up a pome related to the story we read. Death: You Cannot live. Its natures way. It's sure fier. I cannot belive my eyes. Everything imaginable is zipping by. It smashes...like a fist. At repressed rage. I dont know.

Death Of Her Soul
In silence, she sees and declines. The death of her soul, She watches it slip away. Never again to be whole. She sits proud and still. Happy for the time spent, Stolen yet hidden from all. Losing it is such torment. Another lesson learned. The death of her soul. Another crease on her face. Another piece, taking it's toll. To her surprise... She remains, stronger now. Thinking all is lost... Not so, it will be what SHE allows. She allows very little. Fearing the loss of her soul. Pushing you further away, Never giving you complete control! Willing to walk away. Painful to say the least. Though able to stand the hurt. Tis the nature of the BEAST!

Death, You Are My Bitch Lover
What are you listening to right now?My dad. Text messaging his internet hos.Ever had a drunken night in Mexico?You know what happens to young girls in Mexico? If you're LUCKY, you get some heroin filled breast implants (like on nip/tuck) and sent back over the border. If you're ugly you just get your ID stolen and you're a sex slave. It's not all sunshine and jose cuervo anymore.What did you do today?Hahaha woke up.What were you doing at 10pm yesterday?Putting on my party shorts probably.What color is your mailbox?Grey or something. Whatever it is it's shitty looking.Have you ever hit a deer?Unfortunately not. I'd like to hit one with a bullet.Is your hair naturally straight or curly?Like 110% sexy.Does anything hurt on your body right now?No. I still have alcohol in my system.Do you often cry during a movie?Man, all the time. It's so embarrassing. Two words: Forrest Gump.Do any of your friends have kids?YES.If you were born the opposite sex, what would your parents name you?Kingston.

Death Before Dishonor Tattoo - What Does It Mean?
Death Before Dishonor Tattoo - The slogan of “Death Before Dishonor”, frequently written in a coiling scroll wrapped around a dagger, is a perennially popular military tattoo -- and for good reason. The saying has been used for military units at least as early as ancient Rome (“morte prima di disonore”). By the time of the famed Roman senator and historian Tacitus (AD 56 to ca. 117), the vow of "death before dishonor" had become 'old-fashioned' and something espoused by the barbari or barbarians such as Caratacus (chief of the British, who revolted against Rome). However, some two centuries earlier it was Catiline (108 to 62 BC), the Roman politician who attempted to overthrow the Roman Republic, who had urged it and Cataline may even have been influenced by Thucydides (the Greek historian of 460 to 395 BC who wrote about the Peloponnesian War). However, the famous concept of death as preferable to dishonor, if not the actual phrase, is not res

A Death Announcement...
An Obituary printed in the London Times - Interesting and sadly, rather true. Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense , who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: - Knowing when to come in out of the rain; - Why the early bird gets the worm;

Death By Blancmange
Death By BlancmangeLike Judas with a kiss,She brought me tea and biscuits;Darjeeling and Earl GreySaid all there was to say. This gift told me we were through.The quarrel was so horrifying,In silence that was agonizing,Pregnant with a paralyzing love. We clawed for words in desperation,Marked by frequent hesitation,Punctuated by a sense of dread. The theatre was stimulating,Like cocaine and hyperventilating,So we sent out for kindney pie nonethelessBeing civilized to our planned scheduleDespite the press of overwhelming stress.Like the quick rip of a bandage,Vanilla Wafers did the talking;Ginger Snaps were terser than our row.So her heartstrings slipped the bow,Going free when colored paper tore.Fatal moments conspired to make a difference,While I gripped a river to come sooner,But she couldn't tell that I held onto her.A scalpel instant seered decisive resignation,But faith means hoping something has to work.After dinner in the dark,That funereal meeting in the park,The second-hand

Death Of Lovers
though i waited for u in the dark i still cant seem to find the light. you faked youself out like you were a whole diff human. i dont think i was in love with u.. u were someone that faked urself out. u butt fucked ur game up. i cried a river of blood, hurt,love and pain. i wasted my moments of life on u for way to long but came to find out u were just a fake human tyin to change yourself.but u failed. i could had shot myself and lay in ur arms in die. i wanted to save u from urself. save u from hurt and the pain. but me 'billie jeanette jones" failed at saving u. but do u think the drugs are going to be there when u fall? do u think a hand is going to pop out from a dream and help u up? i felt the pain of love when u said the things u said. even my dreams were screaming at me while i ran from me. i ran while tryin to pick up broken glass.. and failed when i cut my fingers up leaving the bleeding me everywhere. my heart dropped and the old scars re opened leavin my heart open for clots

The Death Of My Aunt
My Aunt died November 6st 2010, but i just cant get it through my head that she died i mean i know she did but it just doesn't seem like it i seen her not even 2 hours before she died i wish i would have stayed at the hospital but idk how i would have handled it i wasnt there when my grandpa died i wasnt there when my uncle died and i wasnt there when my aunt died i kinda feel terrible coz i love my family but idk. I just cant seem to accept that she died idk why i mean i have some of her stuff it just seems like shes just away for a bit and she will be back but i know she wont be idk maybe im just messed up in the head over it. here it is January 23rd and i still cant get over her dieing its just hanging around it still feels like shes not dead i cant get over that feeling i mean i miss her alot but its just like shes gone on vacation not gone for good ya know? idk anymore

Death And Responsible Behavior
Six people are dead, including a Federal Judge, a nine year old girl and a 79 year old woman. It has been reported that 19 people were shot, fourteen of them are critically wounded – including Representative Gabrielle Giffords. It happened outside a supermarket in Tucson, Arizona on a crisp, clear Saturday morning. A motive for the shooting has yet to have been determined. The shooter is said to have been a “deranged young man” who acted alone. Everyone on both sides of the aisle is, of course, decrying the senseless violence. Republicans are scrambling to distance themselves from the folks on the fringe while some Democrats are seizing the opportunity to foist them on their own petard. Yes, there is a direct link between the rhetoric of violence and acts of violence. That point is so obvious to me it boggles my mind to think that there are some – apparently a great number – who actually don’t get it. This quote from this morning’s NY Times editorial clearly summaries the pr

Death Again....
The death of my uncle has made an amazing impact...more than I ever imagined. He was adored like my Dad was. My uncle had so many bizarre sayings that entertained the children and obviously the adults as well. There has been a saying going through my head for about 2 weeks now (before his death) that he would say if a food was particularly delicious. We received a message from an old friend that we haven't heard from in many years (my parents best friend), she recited the old saying... I mourn.........

Death Of A Fantasy....
Death of a Fantasy For so long,I clung to a visionof what it would be like to layin your arms.....to be held closeagainst your chest,safe in your steady breathing.For so long,I played over the fantasyin my heartand soul.....you taking my hand,pulling me close,slowly undressing me,wiping away my tear!For so long,I held the image closeof you touching my lips,caressing my neck,exploring me slowly....one soft touch,one smooth stroke,one gently forcefulpenetration.....one ultimate melding of two!For sooo, sooooo long......my fantasy oflove, desire,being wanted,being cherished.....kept me whole,kept me sane,kept my sexualityALIVE....INTACT!!!For oh, oh so long.....BUT.....Fantasy and reality,rarely mix,rarely match,rarely exist in the samerealms of the mind.....and the truthwas persistant, demanding recognition...screaming for the fantasyto acknowledgewhat really was.YOU took my hand,shoved it down your pants,pushed meto my knees,removed my clothes roughlydemanded I open my mouth....

Death, Fear, Destruction, Carpe Diem!
Death, thi shadow that lurks on us, swiftly breaching in on our demise. Doomsday, 12/21/2012, the end of days, the count down has begun. Live, as though it shall not come forth, break the fear of death. Death, poisoned is the mind, for the end of days is near. Today forgotten thoughts, visions hence forth about this doomsday. Blurred questions come forth, what are we to do?.......???? Question not, live, live as though the day doesn't come. Ancient calendars predicated this, a misfortune to man, Doomsday. An alignment shall happen, the milky way shall meet the sun, the sun shall meet the earth, the alignment shifting the planet. Catastrophic occurrences predicted, does one believe what one is told. I question the professionals, the ancients, the prediction, is this catastrophe going to occur? Did a supreme being plan it to be this way? One does not fear death, but fears, fear itself. So, live not in seclusion, live in denial of the event predicted by many. Carpe Diem!, told to me, live

Death
Frozen in time.The icy soul of winter, though to some winter is full of beauty, with glistening strands of illuminated flakes toppling the earth.To me is a haven, a home, a one last fortitude, a shelter.The natural freeze is meant to bring death to all it covers in order to bring new life once again.I used to see winter as this.Though i do not any longer, i still see it as a greaat friend.it calls, it leads, the bitterness of it, in a reckless abandon, but meticulously careful environment to push me past the safety of the warmth of the sun and the sounds of life later on.I love its silence, winter. Its dark cold, frozen, silence...therein where true peace lies, lies waiting for me, to trade its bitterness for mine, its sharp coldness for mine...a communion, an agreement...terms i fully understand.I know longer crave the warmth of human companionship.The cold, winter, is where everything becomes frozen, my tears, my thoughts, everything i ever knew or cared for.Winter will take care of

Deaths Companion
We chatted as if we shared the same thoughts and feelings, Our laughter filled the emptiness deep within creating more meaning; Time we shared with one and another building a bond so strong, A friendship builton honesty and trust that will last very long; One would think this was all two would need in a relationship. As the talking and laughter would continue through the night, Our bodies grew closer and our arms wrapped each other tight; Honesty like this between two people you would think couldn't be, Trust here isn't a question that we ask because we understand -see; No matter what happens at least we will always have our friendship. Unable to realize the truth we seemingly grew closer, but further away, The honesty wasn't honest and the trust couldn't be trusted -who's to say; Arms unfolded and the emptiness seemed to come back into our lives, Unknown to what was realling to come we weren't prepared for the strife; But now the end has come and even death has rea

Death Of 1 Vs Death Of Many
I'm a type of person who waits before giving my opinion on things. A full day hasn't passed since the death of Bin Laden and honestly I would prefer another 24 hours to think on it. So listening to different reactions and opinions with most being joy, its interesting as always to watch humans and their behaviors. One view given really made me think on something and this person always gives a different thought to everything, which is why i'm a fan of him. He's Colin Cowherd, a radio host on ESPNradio. He's co-host of the show SportsNation which airs mostly on ESPN2 from time to time. He always gives interesting thoughts and the one he gave was about the celebration of a death. We as a country would see other countries, mostly smaller nations in war and when a leader is killed we broadcast them celebrating in the streets and we would say that's crazy. Now we have became that. I've never seen so much celebration from the death of someone. My first reaction was so what, who c

Death
My Death... Unfortunately it won't be anytime soon.. maybe years from now... No one will be there mourning for me.. I will be laying in that cheap $5.00 pine box alone... No flowers... No Tears.... Just me in my little pine box getting ready for the termites!

Death, Kabobs, And The Falls
Today was a strange day. For those of you who do not know, I volunteer at the local VA Hospital. This being Memorial Day weekend, I thought it would be a good way to commemorate it by volunteering Saturday, Sunday, and Monday instead of my typical Saturday. Shortly after I arrived, there was a patient who went into cardiac arrest. While I do not have any real medical training, I hung outside the room to be available to grab whatever I could to help, be it a saline bag, intubator, or whatever was asked of me. Sadly, the patient did not make it. My lack of medical training prevents me from doing much with living patients, but once they are no longer living, I can help out, and help out I did. I helped prepare the body for the morgue, by binding arms and legs, putting the patient in the pouch, human remains, and so forth. After that, the Emergency Department was having a barbecue. I have skills with grills, so I took over the cooking duties. For me, I deal with dead computers

Death To All My Friends (please Play Video At End Of Blog If You Dare)
time has taken its tollenduring everything life has thrown at mei stand here on the verge on greatness,on the threshold of a new life;getting lost within myselfdrifting further and further awayi have nothing left to doi am so tired of these memories;in a world of constant motioni stand still, watchingthe madness spread its tentaclesevery nook and corner;seeing my reflection in the puddle at my feetmy hands are cold and stainedas my mind slowly drifted into insanity,my energy slowly drained away;as the knife fell down with a loud thump,the blood started oozing out from the cut,covering the hilt and slowlydripping down to the floor;the moonlight shines brightlythrough the broken mirror,as petals fall from the windowi ticked off another name from my list,and stepped out into a Mad mad worldgone out of control; boondox we all fall

Death To All My Friends
time has taken its toll enduring every thing life has thrown at mei stand here on the verge on greatness,on the threshold of a new life;getting lost within myself drifting further and further awayi have nothing left to do i am so tired of these memories; in a world of constant motioni stand still, watching the madness spread its tentacles to every nook and corner; seeing my reflection in the puddle at my feet my hands are cold and stained as my mind slowly drifted into insanity,my energy slowly drained away; as the knife fell down with a loud thump,the blood started oozing out from the cut,covering the hilt and slowly dripping down to the floor; the moonlight shines brightly through the broken mirror,as petals fall from the windowi ticked off another name from my list,and stepped out into a Mad mad world gone out of control; Boondox - We All Fall

Death And I
you know my pundering and thinking to night is on death no its not the fear of death i pounder for i have no fear of death death is my constaint compainion and one dose not fear thier friends i have lived a grate life and done as i feel good works,but my poundering is more on the ones ive lost in the past 5 years its like my family are sropeing like flys once a family strong now a family it seems markesd for enilelation, each time i go to a funeral i dont moarn the death of a love one but the fact im still a live. why must i suffer why must i watch of those that died they were good souls they were better then me why should i live why should i be tourcherd by this life or as i gall it hell, is my life a joke and my death a punch line what is it...wel its like this when i do go dont maorn me donet5 grive smile and say he finly got his peace and remember me of the way i was not as a memorial or a dead soule think of me as still alive for thats the only wat to , for y

Death Begins In The Colon
Death begins in the colon Recent studies report that many diseases that human beings experience come together than we carry in their mouths every day. Our diet ultimately is responsible for any evil displayed. The diet, lifestyle and extrinsic factors make us sick. When the balance is broken somatic / mental illness are our being. However, there are people who are more likely to get a special kind of evil by heredity or environment. We said that our diet plays an important role in our health. Eating the proper and timely manner will lead to a state of full health. The question is do we feed? The answer in many cases can be daunting. Moreover, sometimes we abuse a special type of foods that are not all food. our digestive system is a complex machine processing of nutrients and many of us know how it works. This article will not delve into how the process of digestion, but to orient the reader about its maintenance and avoid the excesses that we all crave. Much was said

Death Begins In The Colon
Recent studies report that many diseases that human beings experience come together than we carry in their mouths every day. Our diet ultimately is responsible for any evil displayed. The diet, lifestyle and extrinsic factors make us sick. When the balance is broken somatic / mental illness are our being. However, there are people who are more likely to get a special kind of evil by heredity or environment. We said that our diet plays an important role in our health. Eating the proper and timely manner will lead to a state of full health. The question is do we feed? The answer in many cases can be daunting. Moreover, sometimes we abuse a special type of foods that are not all food. our digestive system is a complex machine processing of nutrients and many of us know how it works. This article will not delve into how the process of digestion, but to orient the reader about its maintenance and avoid the excesses that we all crave. Much was said in the past about the use o

Death Come Near Me!
DEATH COME NEAR ME! By day I sleep, at night I weep! O Death, come near me! Be the one for me, be the one who stays. My rivers are frozen, and mischosen, and the shadows around me sickens my heart. O Death, come near me, and stay (by my side). Hear my silent cry! In sadness I'm veiled, to the cross I am nailed, and the pain around me freezes my world. My cold world... In life I've failed, for years I've wailed. Frozen in time... left behind... The rapture of grief is all to find... The rapture of grief is all! Behind the shadow of life the lost hopes are grieving. I seek the night and hope to find love... So I drown in the silence of lifes short eternity. The tears fills the void in my heart astray... Embrace me now, delightful ease! Give me a world of wonderous peace! Calm the desperate scream in my heart! O Death, come near me, save me from this empty, cold world! O Life, you have killed me, so spare me from this couldron of misery! In life I cry, away I fly... Chosen to fal

Death Is Never Permanent
Bury yourself cut the ropeBecause this ship is going downWasting so much time on thingsThat don't matter until nowAnd I will cry and I will bleedAnd I will make sure that you've seenYou can leave this all behind(And I want to take back what is mine)Save yourself nowThis ship is going downAs you're drowning in the water(As you're drowning in the water)This ship is going downShe's my treasure to be foundWhile our heavy hearts pull us apart(I'll watch you)Can you feel this extra tension in the airDying's never felt so good beforeYour flesh begins to tearIt gets so dark this wounded heartThat burns as the sky turns blackSo cut these chains to break my legs(And stab me in the back)Save yourself nowThis ship is going downAs you're drowning in the water(As you're drowning in the water)This ship is going downShe's my treasure to be foundWhile our heavy hearts pull us apart(I'll watch you)Save yourself nowThis ship is going downDrowning in the waterNo one will save you nowSave yourself nowThis

Death Bringer
I am the slayer, I am the bringer of death I come to erase the mistakes of this world My work shall never be done This world is full disease, filth, and putrigness These things I must pacify from my world I am the slayer, I am the bringer of death I come to erase the mistakes of this world This world I speak of is full of fire and brimestone It is a world of eternal suffering and bliss It is my world and I shall controll all I am the slayer, I am the bringer of death I come to erase the mistakes of this world This world demands suffering and pain I must destroy the pain that infects my mind This pain will never go away I am the slayer, I am the bringer of death I come to erase the mistakes of this world I have failed, it has taken me over The pain spreads across my mind and body Failure is my destiny, I am in my own personal hell I am the slayer, I am the bringer of death I come to erase the mistakes of this world

Death Of The Heart
It was all a dream within a dream the fragile part of me finally died its you that I lived for and for you I'd die. Now I wonder why did you pull me from the hands of death and not just deliver me to them. So now the tears start to fall from my eyes and my heart I will never regret the nights we spent and moments shared.

Death
why is it that i cant seem to get over my bfs brothers death? i keep having dreams that hes not dead it wasnt him in the house i just cant quit thinking that hes not dead. i see his pictures and i get really sad i see all his certificates from classes hes finished and i cry and wonder why he had to do what he did i mean he was such a good guy everyone loved him he was like my big brother thats how he treated me like a little sister i miss him so much he didnt deserve to die he really didnt he thought his life was crap but he didnt see past the point that he has family that loved him i want to call him he was my buddy my texting buddy id always do stuff to cheer him up if he was down and he always did the same for me i miss him so much he wasnt even my family but i guess i was that close to him that it hurts bad when i see pics of him and his stuff.

Death
Death and despair Loon in the air It’s everywhere I look In every cranny and nook Gloom and doom Inside my room Is there light at the end of this tunnel It feels like I’m in a funnel Getting smaller and smaller Maybe in just getting taller Taller or smaller what’s the difference There is no point to resistance Fighting the fight Has drained me of all my might So I lay down to sleep I hope for someone my soul to keep In dying before I wake I hope for someone my soul to take For in death I must release To forever live in peace

Death (pt. 2)
I have confined myself to this pain Which is sometimes hard to contain Death is my only chance for release And my only hope for peace I alone have made this existence To which now there is no resistance I welcome death with a warm embrace Anything to get out of the place Whether it be the death of my body or soul In any part or of the whole Anything to escape this pain Which gets harder and harder to contain

Death Of A Couch
While driving on a trip from Wilmington, OH to Spokane, WA, I was the witness to a horrible scene. A couch had been murdered... The trip started out uneventful. I was driving along Interstate 94 when I came to a back-up in traffic. I turned on my CB radio to inquire as to what happened. Turns out, a pick-up truck carrying a couch was traveling along and dropped the couch from the back of the bed. When it was hit by another Semi. The poor couch never stood a chance. When it was hit, it tuned into a mass of splinters and stuffing that stretched along the highway for about 50 yards or so. The truck driver who hit the couch called it in on the radio and the Highway Patrol responed to the call. They shut down the west-bound lanes of travel and proceded to clean up the mess. I was jammed in traffic for about an hour and a half, but some of the drivers were snarled in traffic for more than three hours before we were allowed to start moving again. As for the pick-up who dropped the couch,

Death?
So your brother dies today and you don't want to be online? Weird, you had enough time to activate bling, like a bunch of people, and other point whoring options. It's amazing what people do to get points. My brother DID pass away a few years back, but I didn't get online and use it as a way to get bling/likes/rates................. I really want to just punch people like that.

Death Will Never Conquer - Cold Play
If sweet death shall ever conquer me let me know, boys, let me know if you hear him coming, won't you let me flee let me go, boys, let me go One day, death is gonna conquer me I'll be down where the waters flow I hope sweet heaven is a place for me let me know, boys, let me know If sweet death should ever conquer me take me down to some place below if you hear him coming, won't you set me free let me go, boys, let me go If you hear him coming, won't you say for me that I just don't want to go

Death
Death knocked on my door. A gray day, night of bitterness. A dull smell in the air. He called me with his mouth dead Voice cold, pale creature. One of his mission, handed me His hands, icy daggers. He looked at me with eyes of darkness Taking me deep. End on a tombstone my hopes? Let me wake up, I am not permanent I will go, I search the other day. But now that life springs In my pores as brackish water. Let me breathe as long as I remain, go away, yet the time has come. For if so, would not you what a sweet embrace for all eternity far I would fall asleep. Remove

The Death Of True Love
When she sees him in her dreams The Death Of True Love is there it will never die, Those two souls have always wanted to be loved to be with the one and only true love, they have found each other they knew it from the start they were meant to be The Death Of True Love. They knew it was true love from the start they have to fight for there love now more and more each day that passes by them even if there are close but far away from each other they feel each other they taste and hunger for each other. They can't live with out each other they need each other so badly they will kill to be with each other. They smell each others blood, taste it so bad they want to drink feed from each other the blood of love. The Death Of True Love they wont let it go for nobody or nothing they were meant to be they have waited so long for each other they are together now forever until death do them apart. By: Devilina Demoness

Death?
So they say time heals all wounds. I say bull shit. Two years and it seems to hurt more than ever. I don't know how to handle this all. I get so mad all I can do is cry. I get so frustrated I dont know weather to destory all or run and hide. Life is a pain and I'm sick of it. I'm tired of not knowing what to do or how to feel or when i should speak up. Why must it be so hard and why must I be alone through it all.

Death
11 years ago today, a really good friend was taken away. I still think of him each day that passes by, and relive the pain as the time goes by. 5 months ago, a woman came into my life, she took the pain away, made me think of something better, she made me think of our life together. She helped me to forget the pain that I have dealt with all my life, from losing people close to me, all the way through to my father's lies. I screwed things up with her, now my happiness I shall deny. When she walked away from me, I felt as though I should die. All I can do is sit here and cry as life just passes by. I have dealt with heartbreak before, but this time, my heart was tore from my chest, I have no heart any more. People say that I will be okay, that I will be just fine... but I feel that is just a line. No one will ever know what she means to me, words will never describe. I hate myself with all I have, I feel that I have died.

Death
What if i told u that death does exists what would u tell rself? I know death exists i have since death time nd time again. Before i got with the love of my life i had lost everything nd everyone. But she has help me with things ppl havent to help with. i have thought about killing myself many times but she help me through that time nd time. I LOVE DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Death
Death , not one but two .. two family members died this week , what is up with that? .. struggling to accept the first and along comes another , an Aunt .. not even sure which Aunt it is yet all i know is it hurts .. Why do so many good people die ?... and so many people who don't care about tohers live long happy lives, keeping others miserable.. it just don't seem right , they die too young ... and leave us behind hurting .... leave us behind crying .. looking at pictures and listening to stories to remember them by .. i just want to scream out why in an empty field .. life is so damn precious ... i wish i was home now .. just to be there and grieve with the family ... ain't this some bullshit ... ..

Death
Death can be a wonderful thing, It can dissolve any sting. For all the pain in my life, All I seem to know is strife. Death could be my most welcome end, If in this life I find nothing else to spend. Life without love can also lead to death, It’s nothing more than the angel going stealth. If the angel of death has his way, So many people would lose out every day. All I wish is he would visit me at this point, It seems in this part of life I won’t. Everything people want me to be, Please angel of death soon take me. In this life I no longer wish to live, My life is from me to you to give. Take my soul my body I will leave here, Because death is something I never fear. Take my life and take it now, To you I now so humbly bow.

Death Zones
America’s Death Zones: Where NOT To Be When It Hits the Fan Mac SlavoSHTFPlan.comApril 5, 2013 As the potential for a globally destabilizing event becomes ever more probable, many concerned Americans are starting to wonder where they’d go if the worst were to happen. To help answer that question, we can start by identifying the areas of the country to avoid. The following map of the United States takes into account all of the gun related deaths since the Sandy Hook school shooting. You’ll likely notice that there is one common denominator. The majority of the violence has occurred in major metropolitan areas, with some incidents spreading into outlying ex-urban and rural areas. As of this writing

Death's Transfiguration ~ Dark Poetry
http://therepurposedmale.blogspot.com/2012/06/deaths-transfiguration.html Centuries lain in twilight satinSoon the dawn shall bring reposeCasting forth a life now ladenDrowning with his sin of woes. Hers was oft the voice of laughterHands so soft, and love devoutShining bright the two inciserWounds upon her lilting throat. His was drawn in to her shadowHovered with her every motionSo consumed, his joy did cantoCeased her hearts demure devotion. Never glancing, ever seeing Eyes of dark, unholy gracePulse of cold, her crimson streamingComingles with his earthly trace. Aimlessly his vast despairCursed in every breath he breathes Life defying, past revoltingDaylight shafts at last shall tear. Finally her eyes reopenLike chrysalis in warming airCelebrates how love shall renderAs butterflies, to kill despair.

Death's Transfiguration
Centuries lain in twilight satinSoon the dawn shall bring reposeCasting forth a life now ladenDrowning with his sin of woes. Hers was oft the voice of laughterHands so soft, and love devoutShining bright the two inciserWounds upon her lilting throat.His was drawn in to her shadowHovered with her every motionSo consumed, his joy did cantoCeased her hearts demure devotion.Never glancing, ever seeing Eyes of dark, unholy gracePulse of cold, her crimson streamingComingles with his earthly trace.Aimlessly his vast despairCursed in every breath he breathes

Death / Rebirth/ Life
Between my memories and the reports this is what happened.I finally got my motorcycle started again after the winter zapped my battery. After getting it started I decided to go for a quick ride and think. Once I left the driveway I was just going to test it down to the next road where I could turn around and come back home. Was supposed to be nothing more than a 5 - 10 min ride.First thing my hat flew off,checked where it was and turned my attention back to the road,before I knew it there was trouble,and in my road. A car far over the line on my side lead me to go off the road the bike then went out of control and threw me off of it down into a 50 ft ravine,apparently there I laid unconscious for at least 30-45 mins or so. When I came to I knew I was bleeding and badly injured. I heard someone calling out if anyone was down where I was,I responded and let them know I was down. they had seen my motorcycle wrecked against a tree with the lights still on. they called to me and asked if I

Death Defined '' By "mrs. Kindredspirit"
Death cancels everything but truth; and strips a man of everything but genius and virtue. It is a sort of natural canonization. It makes the meanest of us sacred--it installs the poet in his immortality, and lifts him to the skies. Death is the greatest assayer of the sterling ore of talent . At his touch the drossy particles fall off, the irritable, the personal, the gross, and mingle with the dust--the finer and more ethereal part mounts with winged spirit to watch over our latest memory, and protect our bones from insult. We consign the least worthy qualities to oblivion, and cherish the nobler and imperishable nature with double pride and fondness.

Death Of A Love
I don't know if I even like the word " LOVE " anymore ,It's cold and empty No feeling found , just like in the day , when they killed in the name of God So now they kill in the name of Love , And we all must suffer the untold pain.To bleed , to weep and apply the paint , to take up a weapon for to protect a Saint.I wish to do the victory dance , around the fires of my content .To sacrifice my blood for thee , Is what it must truely be ....... Bleeding freely now upon the ground , the World is spinnin all around ,Is my sacrifice truely worthy ? for your Happiness is all that's Holy . I feel my spirit lifting toward clouds unknown , Will he be waiting for me to hold? I've been with-out long enough , So I'll seek him from above , His love I know will always be there waiting for me always ........NOW ~~~~

Death To Monkey Mind Again
Death to Monkey Mind Again monkey mind monkey mind monkey mind ya just can't let it ride ya just can't let it glide ya squeak cackle and hiss flailing like a blindman in a library of knives go eat your past and wash it down with hemlock go stand in for all the dead bad actors in your theater of revolving doors go back to sleep in your shit stained blanket of shame and eat a regurgitated breakfast of scrambled dreams

Death Strolled Through The Neighborhood
And decided that it was time for the neighbor across the street to leave this life. Apparently, Tuesday evening he had a cardiac episode. I had come downstairs to get some ice and saw the flashing glow from the squad lights on the wall. I didn't want to watch - I had a feeling that the squad was there for him & not his wife or stepson - but I couldn't help it, I wanted to see how many rescue workers it took to get him out of the house. You see, the neighbor across the street was a rather huge man. I swear he topped the scales at 500-550 lbs. (he had not always been that size, I remember when they were neighbors of ours when I was younger and he was barely 180lbs.) It took 7 rescue workers to remove him from the house. Yes, that is very sad. It is also somewhat pathetic - as this man had gained all of that weight over the span of a year or so becasue he foudn out that if he weighed 300 lbs or more he could collect disability! I know it sounds horrible, but he chose to do that just so

Debateing If I Should Gelete My Lost Cherry Profile
im seriously think about getitng rid of my lot cherry profile because im about tired of the shit on here so im expecting alot of you to respond to this if not then im gone sorry

Debase
Flowing like a crimson fountain Debase beast takes control Impaled on a cold-burning mountain Flesh bought with the capital of flesh sold Sweat, ejaculate, and blood soaked shaman Spreading virus that seeps through pores Faith based on a simple notion That blood loved is blood that flows The most beautiful infliction Slash marks that gush and saturate clothes Tongue swipes become incisions Slap marks leaving the shape of hooves Your submission was never your decision Because the virus submits to you Are you willing to lie down and die in gray-blue grass that cuts like knives? Are you ready to press against sharp edges that kill? Will you die to get your fill? Are you surprised that you’re alive? Would you like some cake? Would you like to circle rape? Would you like to penetrate? Can you give as well as you can take? Can you satiate? Would you like to get high on rage? Can you cause wounds and say they look great? When you see blood do you see stars? Does it

Debase; The Apology
I’m so sorry; I’m going to feed now I’m sorry I have to pull things out of you with sex, but sex provides the closeness I need to properly feed I’m sorry that while I’m fucking you, I’m sucking your veins on the astral plane I’m sorry you’ve never felt that before I’m sorry you can’t be my release I’m sorry I’m going to force you to release I’m sorry you’re blind I’m sorry you can’t see what I’m doing to you beyond the façade of space and time I’m sorry your soul has no spine I’m sorry it won’t defend itself against mine I’m sorry you can’t close your eyes and step off the linear line I’m sorry that this orgasm is different then the others I’m sorry you’re crying I’m sorry you don’t understand why you’re crying I’m sorry my own orgasm is only me spitting your chewed soul back at you I’m sorry you can’t even taste me the way that I’m consuming you whole I’m sorry you’re the meat to a cannibalistic, nymphomaniacal whore I’m sorry about the mind push that made you take me

"debauchery Of A Fair Maiden"
"Debauchery of A Fair Maiden" Into the shadows of the dark and dead abyss. An equestrian travel for the search. A bone handled sword with my shield and sling. Thwarted forth in search of a monstrous thing. A ladies honor lay at stake and in grave risk. Following an attack on her maiden virtues. Impregnated during this violation of terror. A human incubator for the next generation of this species. And so the journey must be made to seek out this species. To put an end of this sort of intense violations. To wipe out and destroy all known creatures of this breed. By beheading them and burning to ashes. Making my way through the no mans land. Happening upon a cave I notice a flickering light of a fire. My sword in one hand and my shield readied in the other. Prepared for whatever enemy I am faced with. Moving slowly with extreme caution into the cave. I see these strange looking creatures dancing around a fire Man sized with a tail like an alligator and a face like t

Debating!
Life at home is is a drag... Its not bad but I cnat get my ink I cant model like i want. yet i dont have a place to go if i wanna move out. i know i piss and moan about this alot. Im sorry. Everytime my mom goes on my jade angel page on myspace she looks at the alt sites and just gives me the biggest look of disgust like why the fuck are you associating yuor self with that shit. then its everytime i wanna tell her what i wanna do that i wanna model on "thoes" sites. that it'd help me not feel like shit by seeing hey i could look hot naked!! I figure im going to saty around a size 18 because im lazy and dont know where i can go work out at or what exerciseing i would be into! only thing i would wanna do is work on my legs and arms. im proud of myself. ive only had fast food 2 times this week so far. I really hate eating out all the time. then the other day i made the best chocolate chip pancakes. a hell of a lot better then my moms. nice big and fluffy like a nice pair of boobs!!lol I w

Debating On-relocating Part One
I'm debating on re-locating from Southern Illinois to Katy, Texas. My Aunt and cousins have been trying to convince me to move down south and get a job down there. I'm going down there on my vacation and looking around. Anybody from that area have any opinions on this? Please share comments.

Debate In Australia.
Debate in Australia. This is true and can be checked at: http://www.snopes.com/politics/religion/australia.asp Muslims who want to live under Islamic Sharia law were told to get out of Australia, as the government targeted radicals in a bid to head off potential terror attacks. A day after a group of mainstream Muslim leaders pledged loyalty to Australia and her Queen at a special meeting with Prime Minister John Howard, he and his Ministers made it clear that extremists would face a crackdown. Treasurer Peter Costello, seen as heir apparent to Howard, hinted that some radical clerics could be asked to leave the country if they did not accept that Australia was a secular state, and its laws were made by parliament. "If those are not your values, if you want a country which has Sharia law or a theocratic state, then Australia is not for you", he said on National Television. "I'd be saying to clerics who are teaching that there are two laws governing people

Debating On Whether I Am Gonna Stay Or Go.
Well, I am beginning to wonder if I am really wanting to stay on here now or not. First, I have loved this site and the MANY friends I have on here. That is the downside about whether I want to leave or not. I would be afraid that if I left I would lose a lot of my friends on here. Most of you have kept me on my toes, kept me laughing when I needed it, listened to my gripes without a condescending word, and even just listened when I needed to talk. I have been busy with work, and checking out other things online and working on the family tree, but nothing has taken shape on that part lately. Ok, I will keep everyone posted. If you want to know the truth, I am not sure about what I am going to do at this point. Later Gators!

Debating....
I've Been Debating If I Should Leave Fubar And Just Take A Long Break.I Know This Mite Sound Like I Mite Be Whining Or Whatever But I Got To Get This Off My Chest..I've Been Feeling Like A Outsider A Lot As Of Late, Doesn't Matter If I Go Into The Lounges Or Rate Peoples Pix Or Leave A Status Of What Is Really On My Mind It Just Seems That I'm Like A Ghost Nobody Can See Me Or Nobody Really Can Really Give A Rats Ass But I Will Tell You This I Like To Get To Know People I'm Not A Number On Someones Fan List Or Friends List If That's The Case Maybe I Should Delete People... If People Got A Problem With Me Then Step Up And Say Some Thing Or Delete Me Don't Sit There And Act Like You Don't Give Crap About Me And At The Same Time Have Me On You're Friends List And Family's List Makes No Sence At All.

Debate Blah Blah..not Really
A friend had the status "WTF?I'm stuck on a 6mo waiting list and Haitians get a doctor delivered in 30mins or less.Domino's needs to get into healthcare.." so I commented, she answered, spinoza commented, and since spinoza and I are both long winded he told Me to just blog it... below in the box is the previous convo, it is all jumbled but Spinoza I placed My under the box Emanon~~Forever Fake~~Father of The Fallen Ones said:30 mins or less..... before or after walking miles to a doctor? hm ☠2Weird2Live2Rare2Die☠ said:They flew Dr's in from MY county.Half hour flight.Tops.My county already has a doctor shortage FFS!Emanon~~Forever Fake~~Father of The Fallen Ones said:Okay so NOW they can see docs [and that is just where they sent docs which is not everywhere] before that walking many miles to see a doc... doubt many Americans have to do that... on top of your having better available docs than they do.☠2Weird2Live2Rare2Die☠ said:Will they also be billed for

Debating
Ok so I live in Sun Brook Apartments, in St. Charles the 63301 area, and I work in Schnucks, in Brentwood St. Louis part time, so those of u that know the area, understand my feelings. Last night my best friend's Mother died, and im debating on moving down there to be closer for her...I Love her dearly we are like sisters...but she is the onlyone out there, and my grandmother is not doing well either, and I am a Grandma's girl through and through, and the rest of my friends, and family are near me right now, so i dont know if me moving will benifit me or be worse than where im at now... any thoughts???...feel free to let me know Marsha

Debating On Goodbye.
I dinna know how else ta put it.I'm strongly considering selling the computer and giving up entirely on the online thing.I would appreciate your thoughts.My number is (814)467-4031 should you wish to talk, ask for me, Scott.Thanks.You've all been great.

The Debates Towards Election
If Barry Soetoro aka Barack Obama sees that the American people will not go along with the globalists and push the vote towards the cultist Mitt Romney then he will cause a false flag with Israel against Iran and then sign an EO cancelling the election and stating that he will still be President anointed for security reasons that he is best to lead the nation out of the ongoing war with Iran. FDR did it so why can't he do it according in his reason. A second term without elections and Congress or the UN will back him up.

Debate
When does it become okay to "move on" after your spouse has passed away? Let's say you two were married for 20+ years. That's about all I'll say about it. I just want a general idea. I don't want any "it depends on the person"...what would YOU do. Things to keep in mind::. You truly love this person. If it weren't for them, you wouldn't have any of the things that you have now. Go! *******PLEASE keep this friendly..it's just a debate.*******

Debbie
Ok so the title is a bit of an overused phrase, in this case I hope it to be a bit prophetic. A friend of mine just died. I'd like to say a close friend but that would be a lie, in ten years I only really started to get to know her in the past 4 or 5. Her name was Debbie Radloff. She is survived by her friends that were the only family she aknowledged. She didn't have any kids, she didn't have any contact with her biological family. She loved and was loved by a man named Bill who died a few years ago. He was easily the best part of her life. Debbie was one of the most selfless people I'd ever met. She thought first of others in everything I've ever seen her do. The smallest things meant the world to her. Once I gave her a small knick-knack I brought back from the Bahamas. I don't think it cost me $5 and it was just an impulse on my part. 5 years later she still had it, and would mention it from time to time. A few months ago, when I was down and extremely stressed, she sent me f

Debbies Dark Fantasy Part 1
Debby knew Todd would start it again. He ALMOST always did. When was the first time? Not their wedding night 4 years ago, but certainly before their honeymoon was over. She'd even complained once, asking, "Why do you always bring this up while we make love?" He seemed hurt that she'd asked the way she did; that's when she realized it really was his fantasy! The next several times he hadn't mentioned it and their love making was ... different some how. She remembered being relieved when he again whispered in her ear while slowly moving inside her, "I wish I had a really BIG cock for you." Debby answered like she had many times before and since, "Yours is just right! I don't need a REALLY BIG one! Yours is big to me; I'm just a little girl remember!" At 100 pounds she knew she was stating the obvious, but he seemed to like that. He seemed to like the image of her as a little girl. Todd really did; a couple of times she even put her blond hair in pig tails and used just the sligh

Debbies Dark Fantasy Part 2
Debby was nervous. Todd was apprehensive. It was just last night that Debby, after years of Todd's hinting and prodding her about HIS fantasy, had shared her own with him. You see Todd had fantasized about Debby being with another man, no one in particular just a well hung man. He even thought he'd like to watch. He hadn't, however, considered the spin she would but on his fantasy; she wanted a black man! In fact, it had been a secret fantasy of hers back to when she was just a girl; she could remember that day she walked home from Catholic grade school and sat on her stoop watching several muscular black men working on the street in front of her house. She thought at the time they were beautiful with their strong muscles glistening with sweat! She didn't know much about sex then, except it was dirty unless you were married ...and maybe even then, and that babies were made that way. She wasn't sure why her panties had gotten so moist. Maybe it was because she new they could have see

Debbies Dark Fantasy Part 3
Todd called and offered to bring pizza home for diner. Debby would make a salad. Debby put on her favorite tie-dye tee-shirt with no bra and her ragged cut off jean shorts for Todd's arrival home. He gave her his ceremonial kiss, seemingly not even noticing her nipples poking at the tee-shirt. He was once again quiet while they ate. Debby tried to make small talk and he was barely responsive. Debby would like to have told him about seeing the new lighthouse caretaker while she sunned, but the way he was acting... She wondered if they were going to go through this every time they saw one another now that the 'secret' of her fantasy was out. Todd knew it was obvious he had something on his mind and he didn't like the uneasy feeling it seemed to create. He wanted so much to tell her. . . To watch her reaction. He knew they had to talk. He decided to just plunge ahead; he took a silent deep breath, reached in his pocket and removed the piece of folded paper. "Saw an article in a p

Debbies Dark Fantasy Pt. 4
Vic S. as told by Debby & Todd Todd and Debby both woke with the impression that their dreams had been filled with black cocks, but neither could put together a specific dream scenario so it wasn't mentioned. Actually Todd woke Debby by eating her still wet pussy. Her pubic hair was still matted in places but dry. The taste was strong of sex musk; Todd loved it. Debby at first responded with signs of renewed arousal, but then as the sleep and remnants of a dream left her brain she pushed him away from her pussy. Todd didn't know what to make of the rejection at first, but Debby was quick to turn the tables on him and engulf his morning hard-on into her loving mouth. Todd tried to maneuver them into a 69 but Debby would not let him. She stopped her sucking only long enough to say, "I love you eating me --maybe too much! If it's okay, just let me suck you off. . . it'll turn me on even more. . . I'd like to be on a sexual edge all day. If you eat me, I'll cum and may not be as horn

Debbies Dark Fantasy Pt. 5
Todd knew their lives had just changed forever! Their marriage redefined! Debby, his petit blonde wife, had just received the fucking of her life from Julius, the 6'3" 220 pound, black, x-marine drill sergeant, now light house caretaker. Todd continued watching the closed bathroom door. He felt that pang again. What was that? jealousy, fear, insecurity? 'Come on, Todd!' he told himself, 'it's not like there would be room for three in the shower. And this IS for her!' Still he couldn't help but wonder what he was missing. Todd listened by the door wondering which one of them had closed it. Would it have mattered? Yes. He decided it was probably Julius; he WAS the last one through the door. It just made sense. He could hear the shower running. He put his hand on the knob wondering if it was locked. He hesitated; did he really want to know that. If it was locked it would make the wait even more excruciating. He decided another daiquiri was a better idea. With daiquiri in hand Tod

Debbies Dark Fantasy Pt.6
Debby woke Todd early with a blow-job. She let Todd eat her for a few minutes, but declined an orgasm that way. Yes, she wanted another sexual edge. She was a bundle of energy, which surprised both of them. And her pussy wasn't nearly as sore as they expected after the fucking it had received. Actually, having lost her anal cherry to Todd last night, her anus was more tender than her pussy. The day was filled with yard and house work, shopping for wine and steaks, marinating the later, and lot's of sexual play and teasing. About 3 Debby came out to the patio where Todd was cleaning the charcoal grill, wearing one of Todd's sweat shirts . . .and nothing else! She worked around him, next to him, in front of him, bending, stretching, all but throwing him to the ground and setting on his face. For his part Todd had a hard-on growing in his pants and a straight face as he pretended to ignore her. She finally walked over, grabbed his crotch and led him into the house by the bulge. Once in

Debbie's A Slut
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Debbi Does Me
There's so much I wanna say unconventional...in a way away...away I go... my grain of sand is a mountain the plains that I once grazed have gone dry flies surround me...pleading me to die creeks cease to flow, the neighbors oh, the neighbors...they have a way with words but the neighbors...they dont know ...they don't know that I've been butchered, sold with the highest bid I grow cold and after everyone has had their fill of my remains I remain for one part of me will not be bought for my heart...I have given thee and with the help of your love, I can I will rebuild again Thank you for leading me out to pasture It's only made me love you evermore Its a long story behind this one...there was a girl who was married that I had known for 7 yrs who I was MADLY IN LOVE with...she was a friend of the band's. After the band broke up we saw less of her. The next time I see here she is divorced...I am single...and it turns out she's always been IN LOVE with

Debbi's Encounter [erotic Poetry]
breathing in the cool autumn air scented by an excited erotic pair I just want a quick little taste this night's way too good to waste hearing these words her heart raced her hungry desires wantonly faced her back arched as he pulled down her jeans she thought we're acting like two horny teens her mind filled with hot, steamy lust his burning lips on her body, now on her bust then kissing her lower, and lower still the sweet anticipation now melts her will his mouth moves on her wet slit, pauses, then on to her clit kisses and laps, and now a tongue, then sucking a bit he starts a fire that burns in her soul her hips thrust upwards, wanting the goal I've given in and, he'll get no more she says stop while his eyes implore her fickle mind takes back control and demurely she assumes a maidenly role while driving home she is confused he used no force, she wasn't abused he was a stranger, not a beau but why'd she do it she wanted to know she wanted the fam

Debbullan Presents: Sign 4 C A Worldwide Awareness Campaign
DEBBULLAN INC. EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE. NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE PRESENTS: When you just can’t get close enough to ask IMIN@SIGN4C.INFO A SILENT CAMPAIGN TO HELP VICTIMS TOO SILENT FOR TOO LONG! JOIN OUR CAMPAIGN ANYTIME ANYWHERE From this day forward You can silently ask anyone if they support positive awareness of Hepatitis C. Simply use the sign for "C" with your right hand Or your left hand facing the to the left. The goal is to allow the person looking at you see a "C" Who can participate in this campaign? What does this campaign accomplish? Where is this campaign effective? When is the campaign a success? EMAIL A PIC SHOWING EXAMPLES OF SIGNING FOR HEP C AWARENESS OR SHARE A STORY OF HOW YOUR SIGNING ACCOMPLISHED… "_____________" SUBMISSIONS WILL BE ADDED TO THIS WEBSITE! Clinton Rally Fort Worth, Texas March 1, 2008 I was lucky enough to sit imme

Debbullan's Official Message...reaching Out To Dr. Benjamin
I am sending this evening because I found Dr Benjamin's email address earlier today. I verbally confirmed with the clinic Dr Benjamin will receive emails through the below address. Make this letter as public as you feel comfortable. Please ask everyone to keep in mind they are emailing a non profit clinic since Dr. Benjamin runs it, it also happens to also be the only way I have been able to confirmed we can contact the Doctor. Thank you for your hard work, your diligence and your heart for the patients that need you.Within the announcement I read of your being named US Surgeon General, you have been called a "superb communicator" as well as "The Future Voice of Health" Dr. Benjamin, please embrace Hepatitis C as a focus during the daylight of your public service.With your experience I am trusting that I do not have to repeat information and statistics about both HCV and Hepatitis C that you surely know as fact. Actionable focus is in dire need of your attention Doctor. Doctor you k

Debbullan's Rubber Ducky Race 2009
Debbullan's FIFTH ANNUAL RUBBER DUCKY RACE! It only happens once a year folks. It is the only time we actively solicit your assistance in donated support. We have incorporated innovative ways for you to participate this year that immediately reward you in these difficult financial times. We have also chosen a very special focus for the funds collected through this year's fundraiser.Note the first website holds your options for participation. Then follow the link to the "WHY" for the announcement of the fundraiser goal. Use this link: Debbullan Rubber Ducky Vital Info or copy and paste this url address: http://www.debbullan.org/2008_annual_rubber_ducky_Race.htm We do hope you will contribute in anyway you can including telling your family and friends about this fundraiser As always, your thoughts, suggestions and comments are very welcome.Debbullan.Inc

Debbullan Rubber Ducky Race
The race is Saturday, just two days away. Sponsorship is just $5.00 a duck with some GREAT give-backs made possible by some very generous folks. Refresh your memory for the give-backs at this web page: Debbullan Rubber Ducky Vital Info (http://www.debbullan.org/2008_annual_rubber_ducky_Race.htm) or go directly to Pay Pal through this link: https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=7867987 Next stop OLIVER CREEK, in Drop Texas! Are you talking about Hep C? You really should be. Help stop the silence. Debbullan Inc.

Debbullan's 4 Announcements For Nov,09 And New Year 2010
Dear Supporters of Debbullan Inc.:For your good information, please find 4 important announcements listed below: * * * Debbullan Inc. is calling for mass testing for Hepatitis C (HIV and Hepatitis B) if you have ever received a Botox injection from any facility or shared vial at a "Botox Party". There is a lawsuit pending regarding contamination and risk of disease due to the continuous and widespread reuse of "one use" vials. We see no reason to wait upon the outcome the lawsuit due to the following statements regarding the alleged multiple use of the product: [The Botox business model "created an unacceptable and unreasonable risk of serious and debilitating injuries and illnesses, including HIV and Hepatitis B and C," states the lawsuit, filed Sept. 29 in U.S. District Court for the Central District of California.]["The possibilities of infection, given what is going on when it comes to injecting Botox by whomever, are terrifying," Garcia said."We're not talking about 40,000 o

Debbullan's 4 Announcements For Nov,09 And New Year 2010 (ty Ms. Desa)
Dear Supporters of Debbullan Inc.: For your good information, please find 4 important announcements listed below: * * * Debbullan Inc. is calling for mass testing for Hepatitis C (HIV and Hepatitis B) if you have ever received a Botox injection from any facility or shared vial at a "Botox Party". There is a lawsuit pending regarding contamination and risk of disease due to the continuous and widespread reuse of "one use" vials. We see no reason to wait upon the outcome the lawsuit due to the following statements regarding the alleged multiple use of the product: [The Botox business model "created an unacceptable and unreasonable risk of serious and debilitating injuries and illnesses, including HIV and Hepatitis B and C," states the lawsuit, filed Sept. 29 in U.S. District Court for the Central District of California.] ["The possibilities of infection, given what is going on when it comes to injecting Botox by whomever, are terrifying," Garcia said. "We're

De Beers Partners With Royal Palaces To Spruce Up Crown Jewels
With the help of De Beers, Historic Royal Palaces, the independent charity that looks after the Tower of London, will upgrade the display of the Crown Jewels. The exclusive partnership with the De Beers Family of Companies will enable the re-presentation of the Jewel House, which will open to the public in Easter 2012 to coincide with the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee celebrations and the London Olympic Games. The new exhibition will explore the importance of the Crown Jewels to the British monarchy, the role of the Tower in protecting these treasures and the long and fascinating tradition of coronations in England. The Crown Jewels are the most powerful symbols of the British Monarchy and hold deep religious and cultural significance in Britain's history. The Crown Jewels are a tourist magnet, attracting as many as 16,000 visitors a day, juicy couture outlet making them one of Britain's most popular tourist sites. The Coronation ceremony will be the central theme of the re-presentatio

Debis Poem To Me
My Sweet friend Debi made this for me on my 36th Birthday 11/02/07 I am blessed to have her in my life!TY Debi You are an angel :) Love you Girl!! xoxoxo If You Come Across an Angel Dedicated to Tese Every day, real-life angels are doing the things they do and bringing more smiles to the world around them. Real-life angels build bridges instead of walls.They don't play hide-and-seek with the truth. They do whatever they can to help you. Real-life angels understand difficulties and give the benefit of the doubt. Real-life angels are what "inner beauty" is all about. Real-life angels don't hold things against you;the only thing they hold...is YOU!!! Real-life angels multiply your smiles and add to your integrity. If you come across an angel like this, you are one of the luckiest people of all. I found my angel and her name is Tese.

Debit Paid In Full
Lights on but no-ones home I should've left you on your own You can't stand the heat you're all alone YEEAAAA!! Horseshoes and hand-grenades Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda Your bed is made Another man down and gone Take advantage, manipulate Take advantage, you piece of shit Grinfucked Debit paid in full You won't grinfuck me This time the advantage is mine This time vengeance is mine This time vengeance is mine Come seeking treasure Without a map It's in the journey and you'll never find your way back Take advantage, manipulate Take advantage, you piece of shit Grinfucked Debit paid in full You won't grinfuck me Drop down Fool me once Shame on you Fool me twice Shame on me You've been grinfucked

Debicakes
Debi asked me to post a blog letting our friends know that she is alive, however, she is having computer issues as well as personal issues. Her life is just a bit crazy right now and just found out one of her aunts passed away. She misses you all and will try to get back online as soon as she can. Hugs from Debi

Debit Card/prepaid Cards/gift Card Pending Transaction Problems
Pending Debit/Prepaid Credit Card Transaction Failure 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

Deborah Schurman-kauflin Study On Illegals
Deborah Schurman-Kauflin Study on Illegals Study: 1 million sex crimes by illegals Researcher estimates more than 100 offenders crossing border daily Based on a one-year in-depth study, a researcher estimates there are about 240,000 illegal immigrant sex offenders in the United States who have had an average of four victims each. Deborah Schurman-Kauflin of the Violent Crimes Institute in Atlanta analyzed 1,500 cases from January 1999 through April 2006 that included serial rapes, serial murders, sexual homicides and child molestation committed by illegal immigrants. She found that while the offenders were located in 36 states, most were in states with the highest numbers of illegal immigrants. California had the most offenders, followed by Texas, Arizona, New Jersey, New York and Florida. Schurman-Kauflin concluded that, based on a figure of 12 million illegal immigrants and the fact that more of this population is male than average, sex offenders among illegals

Deborah's Heart
Deborah's Secret Garden... .. DEBORAH She'll let you in her house If you come knocking late at night She'll let you in her mouth If the words you say are right She'll let you deep inside There's a secret garden she hides She'll let you in her car You go driving by She'll let you into the parts of herself That will bring you down She'll let you in her heart If you've got a hammer and vice But into the secret garden don't think twice You've gone a million miles How far did you get That place where you can't remember And you can't forget She'll lead you down the path There be tenderness in the air She'll let you come just far enough So you knows she's really there And she'll look at you and smile In her eyes of the sea Deborah's got a secret garden Where everything you want Where everything you need Will always stay A million miles

Debora
Dug a re dug n dug a re dug etc. Oh Debora, always look like a zebra Your sunken face is like a galleon Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Main, oh Debora... Dug a re dug etc. (Ex tempore) Debora Oh Debora, always dress like a conjuror It's fine to see your young face hiding 'Neath the stallion that I'm riding, Debora... (Ex tempore) Dug a re dug etc. (Ex tempore) Debora Dug a re dug n dug a re dug etc. Oh Debora, you look like a stallion Oh Debora, you look like a stallion Your sunken face is like a galleon Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Main Oh Debora

Deb, One Of The Best! A Good Friend?
I'm not so sure anymore, I don't know what the hell happen however she's blocked a few of her closest friends.... Amazing Grace, Lisa & Myself from rating her profile/stash & or even send her a gift everytime I've went to her page this is what I get? ERROR: This user's permissions don't allow you to view their profile. Now I have called her 5 times an everytime there has been no answer. I love DEB with all my heart an soul & for her to pull this shit on me thats just FUCKED up right there, without a goodbye or reason for doing this? Anyways I just thought I'd vent for a bit seeing I am so goddamn mad right now I could bite through nails! Much love to all my "REAL" friends...

Debris
I am a tree. Strong and weak. Blowing still within the wind I do not see. I am alone, yet within a busy world. Sometimes I choose to not see and be only me. A tree, strong and proud. I am only me. Inside a mind of bark and debris.

Debra White Plumb -lakota Woman Standing Strong
Posted on March 9, 2012 by jimmieanna Debra White Plumb -Lakota Woman Standing Strong Lakota People With Love In Their Hearts Take Courage by Debra White Plume on Tuesday, March 6, 2012 at 1:42pm · Heavy Haul Stop for Mother Earth and Tribal Land Rights By Debra White Plume On Monday, March 5 we were called by a lady from Wanblee village that was forced to pull completely off the highway as the huge semi-trucks hauling enormous pieces of equipment took up the whole highway. I was sewing new kitchen curtains when she called. The two trucks were hauling equipment called “treater vessels” from Houston, Texas to Alberta Canada. These treater vessels arrived in Texas in August 2011 from South Korea. The papers the truck drivers gave us say that the treater vessels weighed 229,155 pounds each. The individual value of each vessel is $1,259,593. The truck drivers said they were given their route by corporate headquarters in Canada. The route was worked out with

Deb's Kat House
I AM GOING TO FRIGGING SHOOT MY FRIGGING SELF THIS IS FRIGGING NUMBER 3. I am sick of this blog already it started out good but has gradually turned into a piece of S**T...TUNERDAY...Well it is Friday at Deb's Kat House and on Fridays Everyone in the house gets Tuna(TUNER) Even mama. It is not a meat thing actually, it is Kat Day at this house,Show me one day that isn't can not call this house mine any more it went from Deb's Kat House to Adam and Nancy's those of you that have been reading my blogs will know what i am speaking of. I just thought that I was getting my house back when I told them to Leave. I still have to try to go around all of their crap and my garage is full couldn't walk in there if i had to they keep saying that it will be out by this weekend that was I think 2 maybe 3 weekends ago. Well the day started off pretty good.Sox singing the mama song to me then it went to hell when I got a phone call I did not want. OBSCENE at 6:00a.m.If I am going to get a call like th

Debs Auto 11
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Deb's R/l Luvs & Marriages On Fubar.com
This is a real life story (mine) I have finally decided to write the book they been wanting me too with the big help from my publisher, I'm not a writer so this will be the short verzion but you will get the picture. I grew up on a farm and loved life to the fullest i started young having my own family i was a mother at 16 married at 18 life was great until one day when i was 23 my mother my best friend came up missing my world come crashing down and life as i knew it would never be the same, so i went on a personal mission to find my mom got her on americas most wanted well her story all the way to her pics on the side of nascars (Ruth Hoffman)full story on amw. http://www.amw.com/missing_persons/case.cfm?id=40811 But anyways i went out bought the best internet at the time and put her all over the net and i of course got divorced and remarried during this heartache, I stumbled across fubar.com and thought hmmm i wonder if i can put her face here but instead i found support for my

Debts
the bill collectors are getting a little restless. I have the electricity to pay and i am a few dollars short. I hope i can get the money before they decide to turn off the power. Since i won't have to worry about the next bill any time soon I can jus worry about that next month. I just need to pay this off Good thing however is that i have a job. I think i will call them and find out exactly when he is going to call me so i can figure out when i start work and where i start work. I really don't want to work at night.... this is something i will continue to worry about until i get my assignment. After this month i am cutting back on the snacks i buy too...among other things.

A Debt Of Love
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When people ask me when and how I started in the ministry, I tell them that I got started in January of 1971 as a college student, not long after I had been saved. While I was sitting in my dorm room studying, the thought hit me, What have you ever done for anyone else? I began to think about my life, and I started to cry. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the thought that everything I had done in my life had been for myself, and I began to wonder what I could do. Then I recalled how I always loved going to the boys’ club and participating in their athletic programs. So I thought, I can coach a boys’ basketball team! And that’s what I did! I started coaching nine fourth-grade boys with all I had. I’d pray with them and talk to them about the Lord every chance I got. That’s how I started in ministry. I had a revelation of how much God had done for me, how selfish I had been, and that I needed to sh

A Debt Of Gratitude To Cherry Tap
I joined this site late last summer because I saw it mentioned somewhere and just thought I'd give it a look. I was hooked on it from the start, but at that time I had no idea that coming here would alter the course of my life forever. Sound dramatic? You bet it is. I met my beautiful Jamie here around September sometime to the best of my recollection. As with most meetings here on what was then Lost Cherry, it began with a picture. A simple image of a pretty girl that happened to catch my eye. There were thousands of pretty girls on here at the time, and there are hundreds of thousands here now. But this one caught me for a reason. It was no coincidence that Jamie and I collided that day. It was my destiny. At this time, Jamie was "cyber dating" someone else. That was cool. She was real cool and interesting and I really enjoyed talking to her. We always had a good time when we were together. But I had no illusions of meeting anyone on Lost Cherry. It was a fun place and it occupied

Debts
Kind of a touchy subject for me, but I feel the need to rant about this. When I was a kid, I didn’t have much money. My family was by no means poor, just my dad never gave me an allowance… and was very unwilling to buy us toys. He was one of those grizzled father’s that believed that we should take care of our toys we had, get a job to buy them, and the business better be on top of a hill covered in a constant blizzard that you had to walk uphill both ways to get there and home… blah blah blah. So when I got money, I was hesitant to spend it. I went a bit crazy during my teens at the arcade, but I got over it. When I finally I got a job, I didn’t understand the value of a dollar. I never really saved my money, mainly because that value wasn’t instilled into me (thanks dad). I never had a piggy bank. I never had a savings account. There was no basis for saving instilled into me. But as I got older, realizing I was broke all the time sucked… and I started to put a little bit away (

Debt And Loans
I work for http://www.americanmodifications.org we can help you we offer 100% money back guarantee a $300 dollar gas card to you and a 98% success rate of getting your principle and payments down. when you contact us please give my name NICOLETTE we can help you. please check out my other site http://www.creditdebt4freedom.com your future depends on it.. and peace of mind. Nicolette

Debt
Yesterday, I get a phone call telling me some pretty great news. Since I am unemployed for a few weeks, I'm going to be in debt unless I can get help from somewhere or if the bills can wait for me to be able to catch up. Yes, I have filed unemployment and for some reason the amount they told me I will receive is slightly over half of my paychecks. This will not help me enough.Anyway, the phone call was my aunt telling me she went to a charity place that will pay rent for 4 months. She had asked me to go with her, but I couldn't find my lease and knowing she would have to go back we agreed that I would go with her then. Seeing as how I did not go there or talk to the people myself, I do not know the truth of what they offer. If they are willing to assist with rent for several months, I would be able to catch up on bills and it would help me so much. Getting a roommate would be hard having only a one bedroom apartment and two children.Help me decide what I should do with the cash that I

The Debt Ghd Hair Straightener
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Debuting At No. 9, A Headliner Tour, Download, Family Values, It Just Doesn't Stop For Hellyeah. Ringing In Another Rave Review, Hellyeah Scores A
As we all know December the 8th 2004 was a vary sad day indeed for the world of metal with the tragic passing of one of it’s greatest artists, ever since we have wondered what Dime’s brother Vinnie was going to do next in terms or music. In late 2006 those questions were answered with the announcement of a project involving Vinnie, Mudvayne’s Chad Gray and Greg Tribbett, and with Nothingface sadly calling it a day on their career Tom Maxwell and Jerry Montano also had climbed on board to create something that can only be described by one phrase, HellYeah. So what does it sound like when you create a machine powered by Pantera and fuelled by Nothingface piloted by Mudvayne? Well exactly how’d you expect actually, there is a perfect balance between the influence of all three bands, the guitar lines sound distinctly Nothingface, the Melody and vocal lines sound distinctly Mudvayne and with out a doubt Vinnie Paul brings the alcohol soaked southern metal beats to the party. The lo

Debut For Jody Dickey ~ Dixie Radio Indy
A tribute to Jody Dicky... She has done texas tornado together with another great friend of my.. James Odle. Jr Here preformed by : Shawn Harvey video is made as a tribute to Shawn from a fan ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ From: Cowboy Haven so tune in join me in the chat room yeehaw From: Dixie Radio Indy Date: Jul 15, 2007 9:24 AM Dixie Radio Indy Radio Links- chat- http://www.dixieboysradio.com/radioindy/ radio- http://community.loudcity.com/stations/radio-indy Chat Room Here Tune In Here >"> Chat Room HereTune In Here From: Cowboy Haven Date: Jul 15, 2007 8:57 AM SO WATCH THE BULLETINS :) TUNE IN JOIN US IN THE CHAT ROOM

Debut Of The Best Techno/trance/rave Dj On Fubar
CLUB POISON presents TONIGHT Jan 22nd,2008 12:00 am Est Debut's the Hottest of the Hottest Techno DJ's on Fubar. Thats right everyone WE have the Best of the Best TechnoTranceRave Right here only at Club Poison DJ CRIMSON BLOOD ROSE!! Her Music will put a spell on you Dj Çrïmšøn Bløød Røšë@ fubar click on the pic and join this hot, erotic lounge

The Debut Of The Mummies
Having been looking for an outlet for boredom, I came upon an idea for something to share smiles. The 'mummies' is going to be a satirical cartoon of the mumms. The little characters will grow in time and hopefully will depict life in the mumms and what we all find there to laugh at. If you have any ideas for future mummie humor let me know and I will give you the credit . I just want to do some drawing as I used to love it but haven't drawn in years..

Debunking The 9/11 Myths: With Picture Proof.
This one is for all of you nut case conspiracy theorist and half wits who think we blew up the WTC. What a crock of BULL. Please educate yourself and stop drinking the cool aid. http://www.popularmechanics.com/technology/military_law/1227842.html?page=3

Debunking My Myth 1: Why Am I Single? The Complex Mother-god Complex
I look to Mother-God for: Help when I can help myself and feel helpless or help when I have no clue to help myself. Consolation Approval Absolution Resolution Support This is important in mate for me. The reconstitution of my own constitution that serves problematic during my daily growth in life. These components do not wavier otherwise it turns into this: Suspicion and distrust Introverted activity and external isolation Secrecy and self-destruction to receive attention. Which may be characteristic of someone who does not want to draw attention to certain behavior, but conversely the actions are admitted to in a rebellious context, i.e. I upset you in secret to make you pay attention because you weren't already. Typical of teenagers. Grandiose ideas of achievement or failure of self. Unachievable goals and great guilt of failure when failing to reach those goals. What I'm saying is that women and God never will approve of me, therefore I will nev

Debunking The Myth
What are they? What role do they fill? Are you being had? Protector or Predator? The D/s community has long acknowledged the need for mentors and with the sudden explosion in the numbers of people interested in our lifestyle, that need has grown dramatically. Novices need the support and assistance of those members of the community who have wisdom and experience on a practical level to help them develop in a healthy and well-balanced manner. The chat channels have been a spawning ground for a whole new generation of mentors who may not be fulfilling the role in an honorable way. How does a submissive learn to sort them out if she/he is not getting the right information to begin with? In this article we will shed a little light on mentors and how they can help or hinder a new submissive grow into their full potential Lor

Debunking Christianity In 6 Pages
Christians claim God created humanity to worship him with free will but humans became something God did not intend (an arrogant statement implying humans outsmarted God). By disobeying they rendered God's perfect creation to be imperfect. God planned creation, and planned salvation. Let's look at the Scriptural evidence. You can read the story of Adam and Eve and the fall from grace in Genesis chapter 3. God told Adam and Eve to not eat the fruit from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, lest they die, giving them "free choice", instead of exercising his will over them.... (You do not have free will if you are commanded to do something and expected to obey. This is circumstantial will.) The serpent told Eve that God knew they would not die but "...God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, & you will be like God, knowing good & evil." After eating the fruit of knowledge of good & evil, God himself proclaimed to his pantheon of male & female gods (whose image huma

The Debut / Pilot Blog
Greetings friends, Romans, and devoted fans of the FuNation: Welcome to my first installment of the Royal Degree, where I'll give you my take on all the goings-on in this world-gone-haywire, as well as whatever whimsical nonsense that may come to my wicked, wicked mind at any given moment. For starters, I am not looking forward to filing my federal and state income tax forms at the nearby H & R Block tax office this year. When I filed my taxes last year, I only received 64 buck from my federal returns, while I owed the state somewhere between 300 and 500 bucks. It was as disheartening as it was disappointing, I don't mind telling you. And while I'm hoping things will get a little better when I plan to file my this year's taxes either sometime this weekend or the early part of next week, I'm afraid I might end up owing Uncle Sam more money in state and / or federal taxes. I may be sound like I'm too paranoid for my own good, but I must be strong and deal with whatever hand the

Debutante Auction Theory
three good friends have already expressed disgust that i'm going to enter an auction, something i said i'd never do. the reason i changed my mind, is that Syn came up with a marvelous idea-- a Debutante Auction, only for those who have never been in one before. he's going to keep it clean, he's going to block creepers, and he's going to ensure we are all respected. also, some ladies are entering who i know aren't fu-whores, which makes me feel better, and even excited, about entering. and, like i like to say: we are, all of us, hypocrites. :) i always say: i don't ask for anything, ever, from anyone, including hinting around for stuff i want. BUT, if someone wants to get me stuff, they may as well know what i want. no one is required to bid on me at all. i do still have some moral cognitive dissoance about making flirtatious salutes for the winner. i have never sold my affections, making salutes for only those that i wanna. however, because Syn's goingn to not allow creepers, and i

Deb Wants To Kill Me Next Semester...
She keeps throwing around words like "huge autobiographical triptych," "graduate thesis," and "graduate show" in regards to my 202 class that'll be more or less an independent study with her next semester. I love Deb. She's my hero. Even if I do tell her to shut up a lot. :)

Dec 1
I know its human for ppl not to understand everything in life but a friend was talking to me yesterday about not understanding something that happened in His life. Sometimes when bad things happen to us, we will question "why", "why me", "what did I do to deserve this". I honestly think that bad things happen to us to make us stronger, emotionally and physically. It seems he has had nothing but a string of bad luck thru out his life. I think He needs to step back and see where he is in his life, and question, "how did I end up here", and " Is this where I want to be"? He should then make a mental note to NOT repeat the same mistakes. I also believe that you become the company you keep. I think the world of my friend and wish only good things for him. I know he has a long road ahead of him and its going to be hard. I pray that he is able to pull thru and overcome anything that is thrown at him. If I could help him , i would, but i feel he needs to focus on himself. We all come to that

Dec. 5 2006
The UnLoved has Returned once again… his stay will not be for long… For you see, this world is not his home… He is still searching….. Although soon, he will fade away….. Will He return again? Only if he doesen’t find what it is he searches for

20 Dec
Its 20th of 12th and i am in London I guess you guys call it 1220 but that wouldn't have worked.... ....like this air filter, just cos its called a 60-1220 doesn't mean it is funny or amusing in any way Anyway, it's nearly time when I have to say, open your own god damn windows, go on my hols and stuff. So... Merry Christmas Everyone!

21 Dec 06
21 Dec 06 - Thursday birthdays: 1879 Joseph Stalin 1935 Phil Donahue 1937 Jane Fonda 1940 Frank Zappa 1946 Carl Dean Wilson 1948 Samuel L Jackson 1956 Lee Roy Parnell this day: 1937 1st feature-length color & sound cartoon premieres (Disney's Snow White) 1946 Frank Capra's "It's a Wonderful Life" premieres 1959 Tom Landry accepts coaching job with Dallas Cowboys (stays until 1988) 1962 US & Cuba accord, releases bay of pigs captive 1968 Apollo 8 (Frank Borman, Jim Lovell & Bill Anders) 1st manned Moon voyage 1968 David Crosby, Stephen Stills & Graham Nash premiere together in California 1988 New York bound Pan Am jumbo jet (Flight 103) explodes over Scotland , killing all 259 people on the plane and 11 people on the ground 1991 Soviet Union formally dissolves 11 of 12 republics sign treaty forming Commonwealth of Independent States quote: Without deviation progress is not possible. Frank Zappa

Dec 1
December 1, 2007 Quote of the Day "Facing it — always facing it — that's the way to get through. Face it!" – Joseph Conrad OH HOW TRUE!!! Well as you all know I am back in the states and attempting to FU on dial up for now.... blah!

Dec 26
HEY ALL ON DEC 26 MY GREAT WIFE TURNS 42 YEARS YOUNG AND I WOULD LOVE TO HELP HER REACH HER NEXT LEVEL BEFORE THAT KIND OF A EARLY BIRTHDAY PRESENT SO IF YOU HAVE SOME TIME CAN YOU GOA ND SHOW HER SOME LOVE .. http://fubar.com/user/179979 ALSO ON HER BLOG SHE HAS A CHRISTMAS TREE WHERE YOU CAN LEAVE HER GIFTS THIS WOULD BE SO AWESOME TO DO SHE GETS REALLY DOWN THIS TIME OF THE YEAR AND IT WOULD HELP SO MUCH TO LIFT HER UP THANKS JONAH/DISTURBED

Dec.10,2007
man this year is almost over. damn this year went by fast. i have had so much fun this yr it's not even funny.but hey you live and you learn right.made new friends.Jenny o my jenny.your a trip hunny ni lie.and your fun as shit to be around. i love gettin drunk with you!! wearin a fire hat humpin bobbie's arm lmfao.omg and we all went to the club wasnt really fun but lol look at us we all was in there crackin on each other.Bobbie.this is my side kick.we have had our ups and downs by hey were still friends right? i still remeber at the fair grounds with you and kim and kim jumped on you and was beatin you up. and i jumped in and beat the shyt out of kim.lol girl we wasnt even drunk that night and still ended up in trouble. that was funny as shyt right there because i almost punched robert in the face.omg that was just to crazy hun. or ridin alround stalkin ppl im not going to say any names. but you know were like sisters we stand up for each other.i got you to things your ex's couldnt ev

Dec 10, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007 Message from Eric’s family members... Date: Dec 7, 2007 1:40 PM Body: I just wanted to say congrats on the baby! and I also wanted to say that I think you are so wrong for what you did to Eric! He should have been there to see his first child being born, and you took that from him! It doesn't matter what "was" going on with the two of you, you are a bicth in my eyes. and that was sooooo fucking wrong. you have crushed that man in so many ways its not even fucking funny. If it wasn't for him you wouldn't have that precious baby. Again congrats. LOL....enough said! Ohhh and how could I have done that to him? I called him and told him she was born. I had complications and couldn't have extra people there. OHHHHHH and he came to see her...the the next day I text him and asked him to come sign the birth cer. and he text me said and said we needed to talk before he would sign! TOO FUCKING LATE TO TALK AZZ HOLE! SHE WAS A

Dec 11
December 11, 2007 Quote of the Day "Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologize for truth." – Benjamin Disraeli --------------------- I guess this is one I should really learn to live by. I do tend to apologize for the way I feel all the time....

11 Dec 07
I figured I'd describe what Winter is like in Germany for those who are interested. It's Tuesday, 11 December 2007 and it's mostly rainy outside. It's cold, but not too cold, in my opinion. The wind has a bit of a bite though. Still waiting for some snow. Once the white stuff get's going, I'll take some pictures and post them.

16 Dec 2007
Dear Alexa, Here is your AstroSlam for Sunday, December 16: Make nice with your siblings, as they're well on their way to finding something out about you that you don't want anyone to know. When the truth comes out, and the fireworks start, a car crash will be easier to watch.

16 Dec 2007
Dear Alexa, Here is your single's love horoscope for Sunday, December 16: While your love life may not progress in leaps and bounds right now, little steps taken -- contact made, info exchanged -- can be especially pleasurable. Save the big invitations and sweeping declarations for later!

Dec 19, 2007
From: ~`*-._Lacie_.-*`~ ~`*-._Lac.. myspace.com/laciegizzy Date: Dec 19, 2007 4:33 PM Flag as Spam or Report Abuse [ ? ] Subject: RE: No Subject Body: You can't be proud of something that you had nothing to do with but DNA. For real....you saw her one fucking time! That's it! She doesn't mean anything to you Eric. So stop acting like you wanna be a man and step up now. You went about this whole thing the wrong way for this whole time now. Isn't it enough that you haven't been here? And have done nothing but make my life harder? And the things you've done? I mean...come on Eric! You've done nothing right....nothing. And you wouldn't have rights if you signed? LMFAO whatever! How DARE you call her your angel! How DARE you act like you had a part in this. You saw her the day she was born. And you touched my stomach once. I called to have you come to the Dr. and you fucking "passed out" @ 4:15PM? Whatever! LoL. And you wanna be a dad? RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT! I gave you opp

Dec. 20, 2007
Seether :: Sympathetic And my words will be here when I’m gone As I’m fading away against the wind And the words you left me linger on As I’m failing again now, never to change this And I’m sympathetic, never letting on I feel the way I do As I’m falling apart again at the seam And it seems I’m alone here, hollow again As I’m flailing again against the wind And the scars I am left with swallow again As I’m failing again now, never to change this And I’m sympathetic, never letting on I feel the way I do As I’m falling apart again at the seam And I’m sympathetic, never letting on I feel the way I do As I’m falling apart again at the seam The same old feelings are taking over and I can’t seem to make them go away And I can’t take all the pressure sober, but I can’t seem to make it go away The same old feelings are taking over and I can’t seem to make them go away And I can’t take all the pressure sober (I can’t make it go away. I can’t make it go away)