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Here I Am Again
seems only time i am troubled am i here on my writers cafethis is a place to express my depressionseems death has caught up to me againi am touched wit death againi feel it hurt deep insidei feel i should feel morebut my sorrow is numbgrief strikes as i cant believe itthen i start realizing what was i to dothen depression and i cant sleep againwill i be able to accept and i get madi get at mad me and i start to think about others i have lost and who was to blamei write and express my lossbut i become numb a form of depressionthe pain is there i can feel itbut i am mad at myselfthis pain i feel is sorrow for myselfwhen this didn
Here's To You, Mister Fubar Millionaire!
So just a few minutes, I had some random person I "fu-owned" bought from me by some random douchebag dude.  Normally, no big whoop, but this guy decided he had to SB me a "Yeah bitch, take that!" comment.  My simple response was "???" to which I received a "I got more fu-bucks than you can ever hope to have, so don't even think of trying to buy her back!" If you have to live in a fantasy world of fu-bucks to validate your value and self-worth, I strongly suggest you nibble on the barrel of a large caliber handgun, pull the trigger, and rid the REAL world of your fucked up DNA from the gene pool.  I'll even donate the gun!  LOL
" Here All Alone "
Sometimes I often wonder where you might be right now How I let you escape.. All my pains and my downs but now I come to realize that I've turned you around Now all that I ask Is where are you now ? I'm sitting here all alone again with you on my mind I know that you must cross it at least a thousand times I lie here at night with nothing else to do except looking at the pictures of "me and you "
Here's How!
      Want to earn either the boomerang OR pimp hand bling? I bet you do you greedy people you! :P Well....here is how!!     I have been DYING to own the movie "Hidalgo" in FULL SCREEN on DVD. That widescreen crap is for the birds! Did I mention FULL SCREEN yet? If not....the FULL SCREEN DVD!!! :P First person to send it to me in regular mail (not on the computer) will get it.   Each person that offers to send it will get 7 days to do so from the time they say "I will!!!" If I recieve it in the mail within those 7 days, you win!  I will go in order starting with the first person to comment this blog saying "I will". That person will recieve my mailing address in a private message. You will have 7 days starting the day AFTER I give you my address. So if you want to be a technical butt monkey, that is 8 days total. Or it could be 7 days, 9 hours, 22 minutes, 38 seconds.....oh whatever :P Shut up! :D     Get it? Got it? GOOD!!!   Enjoy!      
Here Is Your Chance
here is the perfect chance to ask anything you choose ... for i will answer.  you may NOT like what i have to say ... but it will be answered.       damn peach wine is the shizzle !!!!   (h) Maia
Here Are Creative Ideas For Choosing Colorful Flower Girl Dresses
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Here's To You
We've lost so many ligthers.More lighters than cigarettes.We've broken so many bottles.More bottles than alcohol.So, here we go again.Look over the past year--Feel accomplished yet?Friends, family, loves,Always and forever.Never again.Here's to never forgetting what makes us who we are.Here's to coping with pain and growing up.Here's to looking at each year and knowing what its taught us.We've lost so many lighters.More lighters than cigarettes.We've broken so many bottles.More bottles than alcohol.So, here we go again.Smile at yourself--Feel beautiful yet?Laughter, happiness, perfect,Always and forever.Never again.Here's to standing up straight instead of lying back down.Here's to facing the day where everything matters.Here's to und
Here Comes The Bride....or Not
Dear Ninja So my boyfriend and I have been together 9 months. Everything is wonderful, and we have been talking about getting married. I dont want to rush him, but he is a little bit financially unstable at the moment and Im worried hes not proposing because he doesnt have the money for a ring. I know he wants to ask me the traditional way. So to get to the point, should I buy the rings? Or should I wait and let him do it his way? -Impatient Dear Impatient, Slow ya roll tadpole. If he is waiting until he is stable and able to provide what he thinks you deserve, he's actually doing it the right way, and he's a good guy for it. Should you pay for your engagement ring? No. Should you push him into asking when he's not ready? No. All you will do is cause resentment later because he didn't get to do it the way he wanted to. Stop trying to be in control of everything and let him be the man. He may have a big extravagant thing planned for how he thinks he can sweep you off your fe
Here We Go!
It was suggested that I take the 30 day music challenge.  I will readily admit to seeing friends on facebook posting “day 3, song xx” and not having a clue what they were doing..now I know J  I have thought about whether I should be posting songs that demonstrate my depth and breadth of music knowledge/appreciation in order to “wow” folk.  However I have decided that I can’t maintain that level of pretentiousness for a whole month!  So, I think I will just select songs that pop into my head on that day.   The “topics” are pre-determined (by some magical mystical faerie) although having seen the list of the 30 topics I do feel that a few have been missed out..eg best live song, best cover version.  I might add these to the end of the challenge J Those of you who have chatted with me will know that I can happily spend an entire night on youtube hopping through the music videos ending up at some random song at 3am in the morning (apologies for t
Here It Is!!!
Yes!!!! This is my first blog!!!! Cool huh?
Here We Go..again...
Feelings are a funny thing. Most men deny having any and play like they are hard and heartless, hell im guilty. when you find some one who you trust so much its like youplace your life in there hands, it feels good. you do things with out thought or regard as to how they may turn out. and you fly thru time, completly oblivious to pain and hurt, until that trust is tested. Now there are a number of things that can happen but either you will be hurt or reassured. and there is a guantlet of emotions that go with them, but what sux ass the most is the doubt and trying to figure out just how much you trust the person you just invested all this trust in....its at this point a gut check happens, you start wondering how well you know this person and thinking of all the devious shyt you hope isnt happening but looks like it is......you begin to reflect on conversations and things that were said that once held not credence now become so scrutinized by you...it make your stomach knot up and you
Here's A Number That Is Not A Game! 5825
Here's a number that is NOT a game! 5825. 900 arrested in London, 300 arrested in Birmingham, 175 arrested in Liverpool and Manchester and more to follow for rioting, stealing and looting.Are they part of that 5825 NO THEY ARE NOT. 5825 the number of young heros KILLED in Iraq & Afganistan. These are the people who have given their ultimate sacrifice for you scumbags who want to smash a window an nick a fucking TV SHAME ON YOU. COPY & PASTE if you agree
Here For Eternity
Every muscle in my body screamed at me when I tried to stretch upon waking up, I laid there in bed debating if I should take a shower of soak in a nice hot bath to uncoil my tight aching muscles. I had only been in the house for a month and a half but I had been busy fixing up the old manor. My mind was still having a hard time believing that my fiancé had written a letter to his family attorney and asked that this old manor be left to me in the event that something ever happened to him.  All of my friends had told me that the thought was crazy, to leave the loft warehouse apartment that I owned and move to a foreign country.  My writing was selling well, but had suffered as of late there was inspiration; maybe this move was just what the doctor had ordered. The countryside was beautiful, and the old manor even though nobody had lived in it for years was still for the most part well kept. There was running water, and the electric worked. The attorney was kind enough to have the house i
Here 4 Today(poem)
hold on to the worldly possession. when youre dead where the uhaul truck. even the clothes they bury you in should they have put  them on Wood box place in  dirt and rock put into the earth.Like a dead seed cause it can't grow.cemetery is just a parking lot for corpses of course is worthless.From which we came from we retrun for a price. The sumpreme call remember what  you did worng did anyone cry when you gone.But life goes on they life go on Some one buy youre house some one esle with youre wife. Some one rises youre kids If you never lived you wont know?
Here Are Some Tips For You To Find Your Dreaming Wedding Dresses
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Here We Go.
Fuck your personal opinion when you are single too. Fuck your mental thinking when you need medication too. Fuck your other relationships, everyone is to blame. Fuck your friends that are my friends too. You lied to them and made them believe you! BUT I am the ONLY one that knows you!  Fuck your true colors, they are black and stone. Fuck your real name. Your drinking problem, Your hate for people when you dont care about your self. Fuck the idea of me ever coming back. Fuck the idea that I was even there. Fuck the idea of fucking you when the only thing you did was make me a toy, your puppet..your queen for the day. So yeah..Fuck you! 
Here Is A Simple Explanation As To What The Human Race Has Done....
foolish pride.... so here we are labeled as sheep to follow some kind of righteous plan because they know whats best for us the decision should beout of our hands desperately seeking full rein the privilege to be the man to be on higher ground but destruction feeds on the greed to be crowned They USE god as an excuse to keep you down are you too afraid to face it? to afraid, to change it too afraid even though life is change duality and sorrow i just cant shake this foolish pride of mine we are spending... too much time trying to entertain this greedy grey matter of ours and now we not see our bane desperate within a world hog tied and ran by fools breathe deep they've made a poison for you these xeroxed minds are for an infected youth are you too afraid to face it? too afraid to change it too afraid you know if you are guilty if you stand in the way if the choices you've made were on your own or ingrained limited by beliefs that don't mean a damn
Here Lays My Heart
Here lays my heart All broken and torn There are no feelings left in it For me to mourn Here lays my mind Which has repressed All the memories we have shared That have left me a mess Here lays my soul Which you took away Along with my faith and trust in you That you broke in a day Here lays my body All mangled and left to die I hope that I can get through this And find another guy.
Here An There
In a single moment ti flashes! To look at ones time here, though it may seem all worth while... the thought of what to make of it, as fast as it takes a tear to fall. Thrown to meet it's sure end Ω Past, present, and the all but forgotten future is the state in an never ending shuffle of cards; that at most is of unwanted scent.. No matter the draw, its played for a bounty most is unwilling to part with. To whome all is; ever wanting For it brings purpose to a mere MADNESS!!!!!                                                                                              RAY~RAY  
Here It Is
Here it is ... completely open "plate" per say.   I am broken and can't be fixed .. that is how it is, and I all I want to do is find that one place and curl up.   it's just how it is.
Here Is My Decision
This is my decision and mine alone.   I love all my friends on here, and you have the opportunity to "tag me" on Facebook.  I am not really happy being on this site, but I have people here that I care about and here for them.  Sorry, but I really need to be where I need to be.  This is not the place for me.  I realize this.   I really can't explain it.  This site for me isn't going to get any better, at in my eyes.  There is to much going on and I am wanting to really move forward with things that going on with me.  This is solely my decision.   I am still around for those that need or want to keep in touch.  send me a msg and I can link you to my blogs or to even my facebook if you would still like to keep in touch.     *This will self destruct in by my birthday* :P
Heres A Good One
"Love is like playing the piano. First you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart."
Here, There And Everywhere
Here With My Little Girl ..
waiting for my feet to heal .. oh how guilty i feel .. i want to take her to run and play but the pain won't go away .. do i suck it all up .. or recover in bed .. ? my precious little girl .. with the soft brown curls .. shes looking after me .. she even massaged my feet and gave me food and drink (not not alchahol   shes my lil angel sent from above she always gives me unconditional love .          
Here There And Everywhere
Here Is One Of My Fav Wants A Free Tatt Stories
this was awhile ago someone hit me up on fubar and asked me for a free tattoo we were talking about it and stuff and they wanted a real nice one i am loke ok i asked where they are from  they said texas i was like ok so i asked if i cam down do to it where would i stay they said a hotel i was like ok then i told them i would do it for 150 plus the price to get there and hotel price while i am there after a few mins they hit me back up and say i thought u would do it for free so i said u want me to pay to come down there pay for a hotel pay for the tattoo supplies  and they say yes i think i stared at the computer for like 20 mins with a major wtf look on my face its just some people out there i really wonder about
Here's To Your Health....
Well...now we have something to look forward to...starvation brought about by nonsensical, self-images, by celebrities, popular media, government, and "informercials"... Now first off: I agree that there are TONS (and I do not mean that in an unkind way) of people that are overweight. Some grossly obese, and some that are morbidly obese. And that includes children. I, myself, was grossly obese as a child. By the time I was 15, I was 315 lbs. I got my weight down to 173lbs in 12 months. Miracle? Diet? Exercise? No. A woman. Got involved with a woman that meant everything to me at the time. However, I didn't mean that much to her. Got a "Dear John" and became depressed. That is NOT the way to lose weight. Enough about me. Let's get back to the subject. Despite Jenny Craig, WeightWatchers, etc. and celebrities like Jennifer Hudson, Janet Jackson, Mariah Carey, Valerie Bertinelli, Kirstie Alley, Dan Marino, etc., we are now plagued with "The Biggest Loser", "Celebrity Weight -loss Bootcamp
Here Without You - 3 Doors Down
A hundred days have made me older Since the last time that I saw your pretty face. A thousand lies have made me colder And I don't think I can look at this the same. All the miles that separate Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face. [Chorus] I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind. I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time. I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight, it's only you and me. The miles just keep rollin' As the people leave their way to say hello I've heard this life is overrated But I hope that it gets better as we go. [Chorus] Everything I know, and anywhere I go, It gets hard but it won't take away my love. And when the last one falls, when its all said and done. It gets hard but it won't take away my love. [Chorus]
Here's Another Way To Get To Know Me Better.
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Here's A Few Things About Me With A Message To And From A Person Please Read This And Follow My About Me Section I'm Going To Start Removing A
I have had many friends ask me to come back to FB after my 8 month leave for family reasons, i respect everyone of you and the new freinds i make everyday being here . please remember that respect goes both ways,i am in a relationship with a great man i have a great family that i love and cherish with all my heart,mind,body and soul. i am sick SICK to death of coming on here and being disrespected from the ppl thatcant get a grasp on real life and the cyber life . i started on this site 5 yrs ago as is was lost cherry into cherry tap , fubar has brought out the worst in some ppl with the begging the lack of rules and respect with webcams and the shit we see in our PM's and shout boxes . friends give help to those that need it in the game of leveling , here to give us support when we are having a bad day in real live, to make the other laugh, the charging for pimps,shitfaces,tags and skins is becoming BS. YOU ALL HAVE ASKED WHY I'M NOT HERE SO MUCH WHY I POST STATUS MESSAGES THE WAY I D
Here Again Thoughts
My dream man... by Sherry McCoy Jones on Friday, December 23, 2011 at 4:19am  I have found someone who makes me smile. Who laughs at my corny jokes. Who smiles when I walk in a room. I found someone who wants be be here even when I'm havin a horrible day. Someone who knows my imperfections and still holds me tight. He's honest, faithful, fun, sexy, caring and straight lol. He never let's me forget how important I am and doent let me put myself down. When I do fall cause we all do he's their dusting me off and pushing me forward. He's my heart theirs nothing I wouldn't do to make his day a lil easier. He's my provider, protecter, and my teddy bear. We never go to bed angry. Because we both know were not promised tommorrow. I have found my soulmate, the one that fate smiled at. He completes me and makes me whole. Befor him I knew love I can't lie. But I can say this I love him more with each day that passes and that's new. He makes me shiver with one touch. I love the fact th
Here Again
Into the Maddness by Sherry McCoy Jones on Saturday, May 14, 2011 at 10:48pm  I found myself within the walls of maddness. Its hard to give the respect to others when others take my kindness for a weakness. I was once told that laughing is a form of being insane. Lol. People think Im crazy for the way I am. I just tell the truth some people want the truth aslong as its there truth. Not how it works people. Im me been this way my whole life. I know all types of people and I love that. If I call u my friend then to me we r, but friends can be replaced. My people id catch a charge for, my family, blood or not id die for. And they would do the same for me. What has happened? I see people betrayin the people they r suppose to love or care about. WTF. I haue seen shit that a normal person would be in a padded room behind and still I stand here doing for me and mine. So if thats maddness I will stay. For all of u that judge me join the haters at the end of the line. I know Im a go
Here To Hate
I'm not here to make friends. besides theres no such thing as a friend on the net. only in person. I'm here to piss others off. so bring me your anger & your hatful text. I love it & i eat it up.
Here We Go
Ok doing this here cause I can :). I'm Mystic been called that for so long don't know if i would answer to anything else lol. I'm happily divorced :). Retired nurse, i have 2 sons who are my heart and my world, and a grandson on the way (haha) i'm older then what you think. See blood does the body good *bites* LOL. Deal with it people! I DO NOT put up with drama ever dam good way to get blocked and fast! Please don't put up porn on my page i'll just delete it. The sexy pics yeah love them vamp pics keep sending them and if i like them i add them to my pics. Ok back to the BS stuff i've been through more and seen more then 95% of most people ever will and never should. Need to talk then Sb me i'll sit and talk i'll either understand or do my best to try. I love my FU friends and family i have the most amazing people in my family THEY ROCK!!!!! I'll like you rate you fan you but i wont cam with you nor will i give out my private info or yahoo, skype info again deal with it. Don't ask to
Here In The Dark
sitting in the dark listening to my heart and it beats almost coming out of my chest, sometimes i don't understand the thoughts in my head, will they stop when i'm dead? only then will i be given rest but my life still has years to live my time i must give one day we will know when to stay, when to go and it will all of been worth the ride so for now i just listen to my life being planned and played out my hopes, dreams, worries and doubts all spinning round in my head--- here in the dark
Here`s A Story About Dating When I Was Young ! Seen People In ( Person ) " ! "
here`s a story about dating when i was young " you went to bars, seen people in ( person ), I was at one, and guys were sending drinks down from other end of the bar, after a while one guy came in and he to sent me a drink from that end, but this one soon came over next to me and ask could he sit with me a while and talk and he ended up sitting with me the whole time i was there, so we did a lot of talking, and when i got ready to leave he walked me home safe, and we made a date to meet again soon, but he kept coming by and helped me with things around my place, well he ended up being my husband.  he`s passed away now 3  1/2 yrs.
Here Kitty Kitty
I pick you up at the airport in Texas; I pause as you walk closer. You’re dressed in a tight mini skirt; I can see the garter clips that barley show, your blouse is loose unbuttoned to the bra strap. My heart immediately begins to race, my imagination running away from me. With a hug and deep kiss as I cradle your jaw in my hands, I take your bag.“I have a surprise for you.” I whisper in your ear as I open the car door for you, spying another look at your beautiful legs as you sit down. We make small conversation on our way to the hotel, weather, kids, and family.Opening the door to the room, you notice that the lights are off, except for the bathroom light. I set your bag by the door and turn you towards me. Grabbing around your throat to cradle you face again I push you up against the wall. I turn you head to expose your neck, kissing at first then biting down on it; I can feel the shiver through your body as you let out a little moan. Moving slowly up to the nape
Here's How It Goes
On the first day God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years." The dog said, "That's too long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give you back the other ten." So God agreed. On the second day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people, do monkey tricks and make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty-year life span." The monkey said, "Monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?" And God agreed. On the third day God created the cow. "You must go to the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty years." The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. Let me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty." And God agreed again. On the fourth day G
Here Lies The Girl
These words just come to me, it's how I speak. Dragging me down, making me weak. The weight of them all, makes it impossible to sleep. Throbbing pain, an endless weep. Make them stop, please take them away. So I can live just one, normal day. No more fear, sorrow, or guilt. Just the protection, of the walls I've built. No one breaking in, no one tearing them down. Just me and my tears, left to drown. No more promises, of a better life. Knowing there all meaningless, nothing but lies. False hope can crush, a person's soul. Bury you alive, in your own hole. The one you dug for yourself, long ago. The one you're not aware of, the one you don't know. It started the day, you took your first breath. The decisions you made, your very first step. Each one with a plan, a specific path. But if you stray, you suffer the wrath. The wrath of heartache, confusion and pain. That leads to regret, resentment and shame. I can't stop the words, they form by th
Here We Go.... Again
About 6 weeks ago I started having some problems, with my health..I have heard the saying ' pissin your life away' always but never thought I would imitate it. LOL.. Had to see a specialist this past week because all the preliminary tests done by my fam dr didnt turn anything up. Now I have to get MRIS done because the spec thinks that I have either a tumor or nerve damage as a result of the extensive damage I have had to my back plus the surgeries done. Tests will be done in couple of weeks so Im not worried, just hopin for the best.   MOMMA Momma is doin well, in good spirits.. Havin some difficulty with her legs but has been walkin a lot, even mowing the grass ( under supervision).
Here`s One For All Those Imposied More Cigarette Taxes "' What About This "" !
Becky Leuallen then there`s car stuff sounds real close to the same word """ http://www.nutramed.com/environment/carschemicals.htm Automotive Exhaust Chemicals: disease causing effects www.nutramed.com Air and Breathing Becky Leuallen 10 hours ago now they need to impose the same tax as they did on cigarettes """ Automotive Exhaust Chemicals: disease causing effects A short list of the likely pathogens in car exhaust: Carbon Monoxide Nitrogen dioxide Sulphur dioxide Suspended particles, PM-10 particles less than 10 microns in size. Benzene Formaldehyde Polycyclic hydrocarbons Background Information - Adverse Health Effects of Chronic Exposure to Petroleum Combustion Products. On November 18, 1994, the first-ever conference on "Air Pollution: Impacts on Body Organs and Systems" was held in Washington, D.C. by the National Association of Physicians for the Environment. An abridged version follows. The relevance of this perspective increases with increasing a
Here Ya Go....
Okay here ya go... If I am liked then I like. If I am poked then generally I give it back. There are a few people that do know me more than others and I am sorry but I poke and like them to my hearts content. I don't like just anyone. I wouldn't want to waste alot of folks expectations if I don't return all the pokes I get. So be perpared. Its really just that simple. I see it like this... through out your entire life you will not do onto someone like they did onto you and that maybe on purpose but in my case it isn't. Yeah, yeah this is just a game but its like a practice makes nearly perfect too. If you can give onto others like they give onto you, it may tire you but I believe it helps you feel a little better too. I wasn't a flower child and I have known but never have been a hippie. Have a great time here then I will have a good time here and please be nice to each other.
Here She Goes Again
So, I'm back. I don't know why exactly. I needed some place to go. I was here when the site first started. I can't even remember what the name was. Then it became Cherry Tap. Then I thought it was something else before it became Fubar. I had so many social sites to keep up with. In time I deleted my account. Erin Rose is not my real name. It is my pen name. I am real. She is still me and I her. Life changed andvErin needs to be front and center. That's all for now. More when I am on laptop & not iPad.m
Here We Go Again Had Some People Hardcore Stalking Me So Had To Stop For A While But There We Go
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Here Is A Teacher - 474
Maybe what I am, doesn't please you, but alas it never fails, I am always trying too. Come on do understand, my unlikeable place, I am a rock in the sands, a book with no cover or face. Where I got this inspiration, the chance is unknown, I have lost this fight, the bird, my soul, has flown. As I look straight, I behold the only you, I am told somehow, here is a teacher and a friend too. This is also for my friends, without you there wouldn't be a need for a teacher, but for believes and doubts, your the story of my life; the main movie feature. So laugh a little and cry not, you are deep in my heart you can never be sold or bought. 
Here I Am
HERE I AM CALLING FOR YOU WHY CANT YOU HEAR ME?WHY IS IT I SCREAM OUT TO YOU ALTHOUGH YOU KEEP WALKING , I AM HERE ALL ALONE?DO YOU NOT SEE ME FEEL ME RELIZE HERE I STAND IS IT GOING TO BE LIKE THIS FOREVER ME STANDING SCREAMING OUT FOR YOU ALTHOUGH YOU NEVER HEARING, FEELING, UNDERSTANDING.I THOUGHT SO MUCH MORE OF YOU MAYBE TO MUCH MAYBE YOU ARE NO DIFFERNT MAYBE I WILL STOP BEING HERE AN THEN YOU WILL FEEL AN IF NOT EVEN THEN WHEN I DISSAPPARER SO YOU THEN YOU WERE REALLY NEVER MEANT TO BE HERE AN THE SAD THING WAS I WASTED SO MUCH TIME JUST BEING HERE!!!!!!!!!
Her Eyes
Into her eyes you see hard goodbyes Trusts been broken precious words unspoken Scares remain still holding the pain Lessons taught the price not bought Road traveled to often the sting not forgotten Letting go begins the forgiving of sins Heart mending now still she wonders how Time to move on put this in the past Not so long ago sure the pain would last Thru the door crack he can see the glow A heart longing to grow He pushes open little by little She lets him in to meet in the middle  Time put in foundations been laid Feelings begin to make the grade Bigger and bigger they grow In her eyes you see the glow.
Here's A Survey
Leave me a comment i am opening a auction house to auction off anything from people to lounge images or skins. What kind of ideas can i sell if you have something you wanted auctioned please feel free to contact me by pm or comment ty for helping me with ideas on what to sell or even try to do in first auction. Thanks again.
Here We Go Again
so it's been awhile since my encounter in 2009 and i've been fine, working every day. I even re-united with some old high school friends. Anyway,  i have a new crush, this girl is different because she isn't an online crush, she works in the market two stores down from where i work and i buy lunch there every day. The only exchange we've had is the usual 'have a nice day' and 'you too' kind of thing. I want to make a move but i don't know how because i'm focused at work and in 2009 i lost focus and almost got fired. What shouuld i do?
Her Eyes ....
Her Eyes so sad sun peeking over her bed get up get up it's time to start the day, Her Eyes so sad  sun peeking over her bed. Her Eyes so sad tells a story lost love , death , hate , hurt , pain don't cry my baby no more stand tall put your make on do her hair act as if your happy run on. Her Eyes so sad sun peeking over her bed. See her walking down the street she masked sad sad Eyes for to long.    bY Christine                                                                                                                                                                                                            
Here Is A Rough Draft Of The Auction Rules & Entry Fees
The date of my auction is still to be determined and I will start it when I feel that I have enough entries to make it worthwhile, it will be a no fu buck bids auction unless you specify to me that you do not mind accepting bids of either just fu bucks or fu bucks along with other amenities available here on fubar. Since I plan to make it a no fu bucks auction the entry fee as of now is set to be two credits and I expect everyone will get much more than that for bids so it should not be an issue, but I am willing to work with everyone to make sure that I am not excluding anyone who wishes to participate so please do not be scared off by my initial plan to charge two credits! I will either make your auction pic or have it made for you, or you can choose to make your own auction pic or have someone of your choice make it for you. The auction pic will need to include a pic of you, what you are offering for one month of fu ownership for every level of credits and/or blasts, vip's, Happy Ho
Here’s An Easy Formula To Estimate Calories Needed To Lose Weight Safely Each Week
Whenever you say calories burnt each day with no exercising, the assumption is that you always do a bit of work everyday. Probably you head to a place of work or conduct any task according to how you live. In the previously mentioned occasions, you certainly burn up some calories, even if you may not carry out any kind of training. The total number of calories used depends upon the physical activity that you execute. Even when you get the job done in business office, the particular kind of your job determines a lot of your calories burning. Inactive way of living comes down to a lesser amount of calories burned up each and every day. Having said that, strenuous or physically lively way of life would mean a lot more caloric burning. By having a non-active life style which includes an eight hour of sitting, you may use around 1.500 calories.Caloric burning while resting or when you're taking a nap primarily will depend on your own metabolic rate. Fast rate of metabolism usually means acc
Here's All You Have To Know About Men And Women
“Here's all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.”
Here I Go..... Once Again
For the past couple of weeks I have been giving my points to my #1. He may not be as serious about Fubar as I am, but I like helping. I know there are some "friends" that I have that like helping others. Kinda like the help they have given me.... If ya all in the friend department of mine could possibly stop on by his profile and share some love, that would be great!! He is a sweet man and he has a kind soul. Hopes that he will visit Fubar is the main part of why I am here. He may not have a salute yet but he is thinking of it and I would like to be able to let him know that it is okay. He is who I am "in a relationship" with. I love everything about him as he loves everything about me. Any foul disrespect will be frowned upon and handled accordingly. I'm going to try some different things today. I happen to know they will not feel the best, but my son won't be my gopher today. I will handle it okay. Please be nice and careful, its a jungle out there.
Here I Am
This is my third attempt at typing this. I am not going to just give up. Dammit, I may be small but I have a habit of fighting hard and not letting anything get in the way. Ask me about it and I will tell you the truth. The same truth of the same damn fight everyday. When I started typing tonight, I was describing the election for President Of The United States and it was damn good. I am not sure I can remember everything. Romney doesn't believe in the American population if he was going to stop planned parenthood and abortions. We need to work together to make this nation better. We may achieve great things but never achieve the greatest until we realize that we are in this together. There may be people that don't want to work together and that is what is holding us back.The whole wide world needs to become more intellectual accepting. Even though there are different races and different religions. It never should have become a blockade. We all have the same color blood. We sleep at ni
Here We Go!
                                                 Here We Go!                                                       Back In The Club. Yeah! Various folks in The Place, out to get all of The Space.    Workin' in the Mating-Wording-To-The-Opposite-Face. Anticipation ups The Heart Rate.    Takin' A Seat: Close to The Dance Floor. Checkin' The Scene, and you ain't Bored.    Spot-a-Pretty-Woman-and-She-Chillin'-With-The-Girlfriends. You-alone-on-The-Solo-End.    You Want to make your move. You're waiting on The Song.    That everybody else, in The Joint are waiting on.    You seein' that She's Grinnin'. You know You in The Sinnin'.    You think She does it too. She's Eyeballin' You.    The first song's on. You're lookin' for A Partner.    Next thing you know, you're up. And-yeah-you're-on-her.    Both get to grinnin'. Do The Hip, Hoppin'. That's how ya do it. Nothin' changed on it.    Slow Jam comin' on into the place. Her Touch, and Feel. Warmth and Grace.    Your faces
Here Ya Go....
I am more than willing to handle all this hoopla. I can multi-task. Surprised?? Don't worry, I am too!! At least I don't have a husband. In my eyes they are worse than having another baby. They fairly don't get passed breast feeding. I might be wrong, but I kinda doubt it. I haven't met a truely independent male. I haven't met alot from Fubar and I'm not looking to. I may need to know the ones close to my heart are staying safe but still. You all have your own lives and therefore I do not believe you rightly have the power to say any other person is living incorrectly. They live the way they are comfortable with.  I grew up very simply. In the desert, with motorcycles and bonfires. Simple 19" TV, lots of sand and scorpions. I am not going to lower anyone's spirit because mine are lifted in trying to lift your's. Just to imagine a smile that I may have helped bring, is reward enough.  If you could, please be careful. Think before you act. Stay safe and be well!!
Here I Am Again... One Year Later
Here I is... and that's about it. I is. I am and that is all. I am. It's been about a year since I last typed up a "blog". Probably because BLOG just sounds like too freaky a word for what this is. Too freaky for my taste... and I like freaky shit. Freaky shit like a Zombie Apocalypse or according to the Mayan calendar, the end of the world on Dec. 21, 2012. I kind of hope something does happen on the 21st. Something that would be awe inspiring to some and horrific to others... I hope I get laid. Fat chance there... What have I done in the past year since I last slopped some words onto a page that nobody will probably ever read? Good question... Truthfully, I ain't done shit. Other than disappoint friends. I told a cousin that I see on every Thanksgiving, "To cut the conversation short, I ain't done shit all year...". And, that's the truth At times, fubar has been a good release for me. Yet at other times, it has been a source of some odd (I don't know) self inflicted way of abusing
Here Is An Example Of My Erotic Story Writing. Posting Solely For Critique. Please Feel Free To Comment. Thank You.
Kevin and Avery are in small boutique type of place, looking at lingerie. Something for Avery to wear for Kevin later tonight. Kevin hands Avery a little violet colored camisole and panty set with garters and a pair of black thigh high stockings with a pair of violet colored 7 inch heels that strap half way up her calf. He tells her that he wants her to go into the dressing room, put it all on and come out to show him. So she goes in, and after a few long minutes, comes back out with her hair done up in a sexy messy bun. Kevin notices that Avery has a look in her eyes, and that excites him. He pulls Avery in and gives her a long deep kiss. He lifts her hands up above her head and spins her around to see all of her. He pull her in, so that Avery's back rests against his chest. She feels his hot, heavy breath on her neck. Avery bends down to touch her toes so that her nearly bare ass brushes against Kevin's cock. She notice that its getting hard. She stands up and reaches to let her hair
Here And Having Good Memories
MOBILE, Ala. Arian Foster Texans Jersey . -- Lexi Thompsons last-round Alabama collapse a year ago could be a painful memory. Instead, the talented Florida teenager turned it into a growth experience. Thompson is back on the Crossings Course at Magnolia Grove for the newly named Mobile Bay LPGA Classic starting on Thursday. In 2011, she shared the lead going into the final round and tumbled to 19th after a closing 78. "I wouldnt change that Sunday for anything because I learned so much from it, from what I did wrong," Thompson said. "It prepared me for when I got in that position again. It helped me at Navistar and in Dubai. I learned a lot from it and now Im I know a little more about how to finish it. "It was disappointing. It took me a few days to get over it. But I learned so much from that Sunday by not winning, so much more probably than if I had won." Veteran Maria Hjorth finished with her second straight 67 to win the then-Avnet LPGA Classic. Thompson definitely built on the ex
Here It Comes Again
Just to be safe, you know how I like to stay safe.... I will be marking probably everything nsfw. Just to be safe. Don't want to go and disrupt anyones damn day, okay?? Here it comes again!! Tax day is coming up. Yea, yea!! Still haven't got a whole lot together, but I still got time. I haven't done any personal shopping for just me yet. I already know that some of you may do that shopping at least like twice or more per year. I still have the money I was gifted for Christmas. I will stop by Radio Shack and get my son a remote control helicopter, my daughter could use some more socks, and I might get myself like a CD walkman. I still have a regular walkman for my cassettes. I can hold on to abit of my past pleasures without changing over totally for this damn wave of the future. I might have some money left over. Actually its kind of a plan to have some left over. I can't do mumms yet and you know what?? I don't know if I want to. I mean okay, it is a good way to reach more people. I
Here Is All You Want To Know About Top Android Phones
Here Is All You Want To Know About Top Android PhonesAndroid-Handy-Markt wird im Laufe der Zeit wächst. Heute hat fast jeder andere Smartphone Android-Plattform OS, die führende OS auf dem Markt, die sowohl reich an Funktionen und Spaß zu benutzen ist. Es wird nun in jedem anderen Träger gefunden und fast alle Telefon-Hersteller lieber in ihrem Smartphone Sets haben. Es hat zu einer fieberhaften Wettbewerb für viele Unternehmen zu Android-Smartphone Apps für diese Telefone sowie zu starten gegeben. Mit einer solchen intensiven Weiterentwicklung ist es schwierig, Schritt zu halten mit jeder neuen Android-basierte Handy. Daher, um diese Schwierigkeit zu erleichtern Ankaka bietet eine Reihe von Smartphones auf Android-Basis Sie möchten wissen wie android betriebenen Tablet-PCs würde nach Lisa, PR Manager von Ankaka.com.Eines der besten Android-Handy von HTC angebotenen EVO 3D auch als Sprint bekannt. Es ist 3D-Funktionen erweitert, um Ihre mobile Erlebnis auf ein neues Level zu bringen. S
Here We Go Again Read Some One's Profile Before Opening Mouth
I Can Be Nice Or Be A Total Bitch ..... I Can Say Hi .... But  When A Person Says This I WIll Draw The Line .... I'm Old School Some Guy's Think With Their LIL Heads Instead Of The One That Is Sitting On Their Shoulders Thank You ....                                                             This Is a Conversation In My Shout Box ..... I So Knew Where It Was Going LOL.......                                                                                                                                                                                                        9:44pm reply ynnoj: u on for a while? 9:49pm more To ynnoj: no doin catch up on friends haven't been here in awhile 9:53pm reply ynnoj: ok..well im offering 1000 credits and up to 2000 dollars u.s., for webcam chat 9:55pm more To ynnoj: should of Read About Me on My Profile
Here In Your Arms - Hellogoodbye
I like where we are,When we drive, in your carI like where we are, HereCause our lips, can touchAnd our cheeks, can brushOur lips can touch hereWell you are the one, the one that lies close to meWhisper's "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"I fell in love, in love with you suddenlyNow there's no place else I could be but here in your armsI like where you sleep,When you sleep, next to me.I like where you sleep... hereOur lips, can touchAnd our cheeks, can brushOur lips can touch hereWell you are the one, the one that lies close to meWhisper's "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"I fell in love, in love with you suddenlyNow there's no place else I could be but here in your armsOur lips, can touchOur lips, can touch...hereYou are the one the one that lies close to meWhisper's "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"I fell in love, in love with you suddenlyNow there's no place else I could be but here in yourYou are the one the one that lies close to meWhisper's hello I miss you, I mis
Here Comes The Boom (2012)
Wasn't completely bad in my opinion. It was the normal inspirational comedy where the underdog rises above all the things that could possibly hold him down. Always love Henry Winkler in comedies and Kevin James has been funny in most of the movies he has been in. It had its funny parts and the beautiful Salma Hayek who doesn't have a huge part in the movie but does play her role pretty well being the love interest.
Here Is My First Fu-coward
I am a very nice guy always helping others and making new friends. Today I was caught off-guard by a person who has no knowledge of God Modes and found he is a real COWARD. His name NightShadowZ. I had just stopped by his page and rated, liked, and left a comment on his page because he was running a Cherry Bomb. I stopped next to another profile who was running a God Mode. A little about God Modes. It is different than other blings. Shitfaces are bad for the person running a God Mode. They have the opposite effect hurting their points. Boosts and Cherry bombs are not good either but they will not hurt the persons points it just limits what they can do. I know this for I have run several God Modes in the past. That is why you will see some asking NO BOOSTS OR DRINKS when running one. Now here is what bothers me about this guy. I had asked this lady (running the God Mode) if she wanted a buzzkill. She said yes. I buzzkilled her to help her out. Now this guy NightShadowZ he stopped by t
Her Eyes Like Obsidian,
  Her eyes like obsidian,With a mouth of coral red,Her hair; a black thunder cloud,Looms about her lordly head.Around her breasts are claspedHer talon bearing hands,Her silken, snowy backLike a marble column stands.She is a timeless beingMade of flesh and burning steel.Hers is the whole world to crushBeneath her ivory heel.Breathe her scent in a flower,Taste her passion in the sea.There her salty-sweet kissesSet imprisoned spirits free.Her lips are poised and readyTo smite silence with her song;A thundering slow discordThat will put to flight the throng.Her limbs, in naked splendourLaugh all that is chaste to scorn.
Here How I Play
Everyone thinks its easy get in my family its NOT.most of my family stands behind me does not fall down . We stand strong . my rule that is and wish everyone should follow, never fuck with someone relationship point blank . But if someone does. Not only your fault , but there's too. Information was given to me tonight l did not know her profile said single at the time . We talked . But in really she was taken . Sorry for stepping on toes broo. Now I am  taken  . And lucky she not blocked yet. I run my family like my club. Respect , honer,trust, loyal . And to get out is to delete out.its safe that way like my club its die out .your in it for life . No jokes here .
Here It Goes Ppl
look im 38 i have post traumatic stress disorder  better known as ptsd it is a emotional deiease it is very hard for me to deal with life im tired of hiding my emtions and being me dont come easy i have been abused alot in my life and im not here for hook ups fuck buddies be real with me i will be real with u dont play games with my mind and heart that aint cool if this offends anyone im sorry but i do thank all of u that are my friends and i hope to make many more
Here 2 C Free
If your reading this after seeing my status on 4 28 13 here's instruction's.......www.letmewatchthis(space)ch(space)1       There are many site ripoffs as alway's....And those sites will not let you watch unless you download whatever player is sponsering said site...The actual site name under the header for this site ia now 1Channel.ch   This is because the origionel site was.....as they said  "Compramised"  ....Click on Movies under genre tab and popular under another tab,,,Then click on the Iron Man 3 Picture....Do not hit download...but scroll down to below that and you will see a bunch of versions to pick from....Putlocker   or   Sockshare are the best bets...The ratings on right show total views and reported fails Stars indicate quality...Newer flicks have low qaulity because of it being so new...(done purpacely ) speacialy if it's not even in theater's yet...(This one is already out in some other countries)  After choosing your version click on free user....A winflickdow will pop
Here’s To You
Heartfelt words spoken in a whisper, Feelings shared only in a dream, Fantasies of you enter my brain, Like a plaque in mind Watching you dance in the moon light on the side lines, Waiting for a signal and a sign, Wishing I’ll catch your eye, But maybe next time I’ve been kicking shadows on the street, For not dancing with you, I’ve been running in circles with you on my mind, I wonder what might’ve happened if put my fear aside, Would you’ve taken my hand or walked away I’ve been waiting for someone like you to enter my life, To return some color back into my world, To not make me so blind, I wonder what would happen if I grabbed your hand, Would we be dancing the night away or will I be dancing alone
Here At The Shop
Sitting here at the shop waiting for people to come in so I can get down.  Hope to see you soon at Beyond Kreations in Fullerton , CA
Here I Sit (demo) - The All American Rejects
Here I sit in a low lit roomI think I'd like you right on topAll I have is a mind that needs to sinkYou're always right on topGuess if you were around tonight I knowI'd ask the questions if you still got itYou still got it?HeyHere I sit in a place we used to layAnd I'd love you right on topNow I know like a taste that melts awayOne day you'll stopIf you sayI'm scaredIt's never rightIt's unfairWas it ever right?It's too bad you're lonely'Cause I'm alright as long as I'm with youAs long as I'm with youGuess your name on a wall I seeYour face too and I just can't stopBecause I know your body your press your taste you waste When you're not right on topGuess if you were around tonight I thinkI'd ask the questions if you still got it?Do you still got it?I'll ask the questions againDo you still got it?'Cause I got itIf you sayI'm scaredIt's never rightIt's unfairWas it ever rightIt's too bad you're lonely'Cause I'm alright as long as I'm with youYou sayIt's just goodnightIt's no wayBut I can'
Here Is Some Stream Of Conciousness Poetry
Lessons of the Past.Clinging to you as a Shadow,Your past never truly goes away.You can not change what has already passed,Nor can you ever truly forget it.Your past is Over.For good or for ill, It is Done.Always remember the good.A smile, a laugh, a connection.These are the good times,And should never be Forgotten.The Ill... Horrors, atrocities, pains.Acts committed by You and to You....These we all seek to hide from.These are the most important to Never Forget.Your past is who you were, It is not who you are today.But without the Past, you wouldnt be who you are today without it.Wounds from the past,Some will Never truly heal.They scab over, raw and painful...Fresh Memories for eternity.Never try and forget...These must be accepted, and used to grow yourself,or one can Never move forward.Other wounds will heal, with time.Scars left by those wounds are deep,and never truly fade.We are Shaped moreBy the Pain and HorrorsOf our livesThan we are by the Happiness and Joy.This is Life. But
Here I Am
Yeah, short but sweet today. I am reporting in and that is about it. I will probably be around, but I don't feel the best. Have fun, but not too much. Try to be nice too!!
Here’s To You
Heartfelt words spoken in a whisper,Feelings shared only in a dream,Fantasies of you enter my brain,Like a plaque in mind Watching you dance in the moon light on the side lines,Waiting for a signal and a sign,Wishing I’ll catch your eye,But maybe next time I’ve been kicking shadows on the street,For not dancing with you,I’ve been running in circles with you on my mind,I wonder what might’ve happened if put my fear aside,Would you’ve taken my hand or walked away I’ve been waiting for someone like you to enter my life,To return some color back into my world,To not make me so blind,I wonder what would happen if I grabbed your hand,Would we be dancing the night away or will I be dancing alone
Here My First Blog
LIVE ALL YOUR DAYS TO THE FULLEST AND LIVE EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY AND THERE WILL BE HAPPNIESS LONG THE WAY. WHEN YOU FIND THAT PERSON AND MAKE EVERY MOMENT THAT YOU ARE WITH THEM HAPPY AND JOY AND THEY WILL ALSO DO THE SAME.IF YOU HAVE A LOVE ONE OR FRIENDS  MAKE SURE TELL THEM OFFTEN HOW THEY ARE MENT TO YOU IN YOUR LIFE AND SO LIVE  TO THE FULLEST EVERDAY .
Heres A Realistic Chance Ethier Could
GLENDALE, Ariz. -- The Los Angeles Dodgers need Andre Ethier to be healthy and productive this year to take some of the offensive burden off of Matt Kemp. So far, so good. Ethier appears ready to go after surgery on his left knee late last season. After hitting .311 in the first half and being picked as an All-Star injury replacement, Ethier struggled late. He ended up hitting .292 with 11 homers (tying a career low) and 62 RBIs and had surgery in September. Ethier avoided arbitration this winter, agreeing to a $10.95 million contract for 2012. He will be a free agent after the season. Ethier, who turns 30 in April, reported to camp Saturday and offered little insight into his contract situation or his future. "I cant say anything about any of that. All I know is what is happening right now in front of me," he said. "Im here, playing for today." General manager Ned Colletti said he believes theres a realistic chance Ethier could return, though. "Thats going to be up to far
Here Ya Go
I really messed up my laptop and I am sorry that I can admit that, but see I can and will. I erased both accounts . started a nwe one and it tells me the account is suspended. I turned the guest account off and try as I have, I can't get it back. Anyway, I am using my other laptop and my daughter wrongfully claims ownership. I'm not that sure of how long I might be able to use it.  Sometimes I just wish she used my laptop at the kitchen table. She has it sitting on a tv tray and it is next to the couch. Both of my hand have an easier time reaching the keyboard when the whole damn laptop is placed lower. My right hand gets tired easily. I don't expect alot of people to understand that, but I just thought I would let you know. I would like to wish you a sucessful weekend and week to come up. I shall attempt to make it back regular times for me, but I can't promise anything. So there ya go!!
Here I Am Alive - Yellowcard
If I could write to the kid I was before, I'd tell him you'll get everything you ever wanted, But you will still want more.Someone's going to tell youWho you should want to be So you'll forget the vision that they didn't want to seeAnd when they give up, cause they will give up. SayHere I am alive.[Hook:]They say you don't grow upYou just grow old, It's safe to say I haven't done both I made mistakes, I know, I knowBut here I am alive.So many people close to me cut me down, This is supposed to be a bad luck townI jumped, I fell, I hit the ground.But here I am alive.If I could write to myselfWhen I was on top of it all, I'd say you're going overboard and when you're falling You're gonna feel so small, Someone's gonna tell you that you deserve the worst, They'll say you're never coming backAnd tell you that you're cursed.And when they give up, cause they always give up.Say, here I am alive.[Hook:]They say you don't grow upYou just grow old, It's safe to say I haven't done both I made mis
Here's Your Sign!!
I remember getting this feeling that winter is a knocking and sure as anything it is. If it is at all possible, I would very much like not feeling any cold this winter. I have lived with snowy winters longer than I lived in southern California and I will take snow over earthquakes anytime. I have the feeling that this winter may be a little warmer. I am not yet sure how, so don't quote me. Could be colder too. My daughter told me to write a list of what I want for Christmas, just so she would have an idea. I went and told her that I would like a phone card, for my cell. She said something we don't normally get. Then I went and said, a nice leafy plant for the corner or some light bulbs for the bathroom. I wouldn't mind a carton of peach flavored filter cigars. They are only $16 at the smoke shop. I never have been seeking to get what is in the window. I have settled for what I could get, not what I knew was out of reach. Maybe that is what makes me a little different. I have been wit
Here We Go Agan
MATTHEW: [pvt]: Ehhh it's really a pussy that likes to hide behind turfs with two level 3,000 toons with bounties over 5 trillion each yet hides it is just a shame and a waste in my book LISTER: [pvt]: e turf = hostile LISTER: [pvt]: i sense some hostility MATTHEW: [pvt]: "everyone can see what you type mat" Sure about that beck last i checked it was a mafia meeting room MATTHEW: [pvt]: Well now if your Unexp I have a cease with them too.. Unless you wanna leave be on your own and fight little old me beck ? FIRE{PMS}: [pvt]: Thanks for the E HH MATTHEW: [pvt]: Are you like crying for help now beck not friendly means what ? LISTER: [pvt]: ;o ĎΣĄŦĦ™: [pvt]: ĎΣĄŦĦ™: [pvt]: DIE! MATTHEW: [pvt]: Beck is Beck.. Matt is Matt.. All of a suddin Beck is Unexp when listed fucking bitch LISTER:
Here The Grass Meets Dirt, Causing His Kne
KANSAS CITY, Mo. -- Mariano Riveras career may have ended Thursday night, not while basking in the glow of adoring fans at Yankee Stadium, but in agonizing pain on the outfield grass before a few thousand fans in Kansas City. Baseballs greatest closer tore a ligament in his right knee while shagging balls during batting practice before a game against the Royals, a devastating injury that will likely sideline the Yankees 12-time All-Star for the remainder of the season. "This is bad," Yankees manager Joe Girardi said. "Theres no question about it." The 42-year-old right-handers leg caught on the field where the grass meets dirt, causing his knee to buckle. He fell into the outfield wall and down to the ground, where Rivera grimaced in pain as teammates and training staff ran out to see him. Rivera was carted from the field and taken for an MRI exam. Royals physician Dr. Vincent Key diagnosed a torn ACL after examining the scans of the knee. "I thought it wasnt that bad, but
Here's To Us(halestorm)
HERE'S TO US: We could just go home right nowOr maybe we could stick aroundFor just one more drink, oh yeahGet another bottle outLets shoot the shitSit back downFor just one more drink, oh yeahHere's to usHere's to loveAll the timesThat we fucked upHere's to youFill the glassCause the last few daysHave kicked my assSo lets give em hellWish everybody wellHere's to usHere's to usStuck it out this far togetherPut our dreams through the shredderLet’s toast cause things got betterand everything could change like thatAnd all these years go by so fastBut nothing lasts foreverHere's to usHere's to loveAll the timesThat we messed upHere's to youFill the glassCause the last few nightsHave kicked my assIf they give you hellTell em to go fuck themselvesHere's to usHere's to usHere's to all that we kissedAnd to all that we missedTo the biggest mistakesThat we just wouldn’t tradeTo us breaking upWithout
Her First Dp
Her Fantasy Comes True (before I Got Home)
I just left his office. “Wow! What a wonderful time we had”, my lady thinks to herself. I worked hard to satisfy her at the office. She sitting in the car at a red light, still quivering in ecstasy from the orgasms she had. Something is on her mind. She’s plotting. I could tell as she walked out the door to the car that she wasn’t done with me for the evening. She was sitting at the red light with thoughts running through her mind which made her start breathing deeply. She puts her hand inside of her coat and caresses her already harden nipples. She fondles her own breast as she squeezes her nipple between her two fingers. This sends her heart beat racing in excitement and spills her juices all between her legs. She is thinking to herself that she should turn around and go back to the office, but she’s on a mission so she continues the drive home. By this time she’s flowing with excitement as she runs her hand down her stomach stopping momentarily to play with the pa
Her Friend
It was at random that we met, A chance that not many get. When I heard the "Uh Oh", How was I to know! That you would turn out to be my special friend, Someone who could be there, Until the end. No matter how I feel or what I do, I know, in my heart, That I can count on you. I've never seen you, Heard you, or touched you. Those kind of chances are very few. To meet someone from far away, Never knowing if they're here to stay, Not knowing if what they say is true, Of what they're doing and telling you. So far away, but yet so near, The "not knowing" is the fear. Is it truth, or is it lies? Will a heart grow, or will it die? Either way, the bonds of Friendship's strings are tied. One's needs are met, Some with regret. Some with hope, Some with pain. But still, the answer is plain. If we hadn't met, On that very day, Things would be different In every way. The emptiness may be filled, A life may start to rebuild. A heart may be broken, Or ma
Her Fiance Was Hit By A Truck...please Pray For Him!
FIRST I WANT TO THANK YOU FOR READING THIS PLEASE REPOST!!! THIS IS A REQUEST FOR PRAYERS!! YESTERDAY JANUARY 10TH AT AROUND 5PM MY FIANCE SETH WAS STRUCK BY A TRUCK WHILE WALKING ACROSS A BUSY INTERSECTION. HE IS STABLE BUT THEY ARE UNABLE TO TELL WEATHER HE HAS INTERNAL BLEEDING OR NOT..THE TRUCK WAS GOING BETWEEN 40-50 MPH WHEN HE HIT SETH, HIS BODY HAS SUFFERED SO MUCH TRAMA AND IT IS A MIRACLE THAT HE IS ALIVE! THIS IS A REQUEST FOR PRAYERS PLZ!!! HE REMAINS IN ICU (INTENSIVE CARE UNIT) UNTIL THEY FEEL THAT THEY KNOW THE EXTENT OF HIS INJURIES. PLZ PRAY FOR MY BABE ...HE NEEDS ALL OF OUR PRAYERS TO HELP BRING HIM HOME WELL SOON. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!!!!! BILLIE (repost of original by '~**Billie**~' on '2007-01-11 08:26:59')
Her Fire By Daniel Baas
~Her Fire~ A soul that sings of truth & love Awaken new life To worlds above A star shinning In darkened eyes Portal to her soul The liar's demise A warrior woman is she A higher caliber Beware through her fire's storm She'll love you if you love her A wise woman is she A beauty to be held The fury of her fire My heart's ice would melt By Daniel Baas *This poem was written for me one night as he laid in my bed as I worked. I found it laying on my bedside table. I read it after he left for work and it made me weep.
Her First Time..
Tender, firm flesh, 37 years of age at the most. She was led into the dungeon cloaked in black. Her hair flowing free. Gliding through the air, the ruffling black robe draping her body, fitting her every curve. A collar around her neck, the black leash attached, being held by her Dom. He was roughly 35, with hazel eyes. One could not see his face as it was covered in a black leather mask with a leather Celtic cross stitched on the back of it. He stood about six feet tall, leather pants tight in all the right places. No shirt, just a leather vest, his well built frame was displayed. He walked her over to the cross, unleashed her and told her to clean the cross. She did as she was told. He started to unpack his bag, sitting it next to the cross on a table. As he did this, he asked her what is her safety word. She turned his way and said red. After a moment, he asked her if she understood what they were about to do. She said yes. He asked her if she was okay with it. Again she repl
Her Fantasy Continues.
What a day it has been. After cleaning me up, they cleaned the kitchen up and my woman’s friend left. So we’re sitting on the couch, still butt ass naked just cuddling. I asked her what she would like to do tonight to which she responded that her friend had told her about a club that she’d like to check out. Well I’m always up for a game of pool, a couple of drinks and a dance floor. Preferably in that order, so I agreed. Well after a long day at work, I needed a shower, so I excuse myself to head upstairs to the shower where she follows me in to the room. She goes to the closet to start picking out her clothes. She asked me if I’d mind if she picked me out something to wear. She has good taste and always makes me look good so I didn’t mind. Especially when she told me she wanted other women to notice me and try to holla. So I knew I’d be looking good. This floated my ego, because I knew I was going to be with the finest woman in the club and she wanted me to be the sex
Her First Time
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Her First Communion
If you want to see a few pics of my daughters first communion, I just posted them. You see my moms and my babygirl and of course some of the people close to my heart..to bad not all could make it :-) Enjoy the pics and leave some comments... Alexa aka Moet
Her First Paycheck
HER FIRST PAY CHECK Here's a truly heartwarming story about the bond formed between a little 5-year-old girl and some construction workers that makes you believe that we CAN make a difference when we give a child the gift of our time... A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot. The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers. Eventually the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. At the end of the first week they even presented her with a pay envelope containing a couple of dollars. The little girl took this home to her mother who s
Her Favorite Expression
They thought her favorite expression was, "I feel like I am standing on the edge of a cliff." It wasn't an expression at all, it was her warning. They found her laying on the ground, broken, bleeding, lifeless. Her once pretty face was covered in blood smeared tears. They never saw it coming. She was the happy one. She always had a smile on her face, and laughter in her voice. She was there when she was needed most. She was wearing a phony mask. She was not allowed to be the person she really was. She had to hide her real life. She was expected to be the innocent, when she was anything but. She felt she was left with no choice, but to finally step over the edge.
Her Frist Pre Bi Experience
Been a while since i wrote a blog but this is kool It was just about a week ago and my girl and I went to the strip club we sat and drank a few i call to the girl serving drinks over to our table cuz my girl seen this girl that creamed her crop ( if ya know what I mean ) any ways I bought her a lap dance and this girl just went to town on my girl stuck her head between her legs and put my girls hands on her breast and even gave her a little kiss need to say I could tell that my lady was gittin hot I could tell even from 5 feet away that she was cuz i noticed her breathing was gittin heavier and her face was just flushed with excitment needless to say we went home and fucked like two bunnie in a fuck fest I belive that that pre bi experience will be forever in our minds
Her Fear
She holds herself back, afraid to come near. I have always been in awe of her, what does she have to fear. My love for her , will always be patient and kind. No matter what I try, I can't get in her mind. What will it take to show her, the old ways aren't right. How can I ever get her, just once see the light. For now my love , will stay hidden but true. Till the day comes, when I'm actually holding you.
Her Fantasy World
The world as we know is harsh and cruel The little girl can only cry and wail To find only a life that suites her best The fantasy of her mind is the only place she finds rest Where she believes she's the queen of all Caring not in the least of others pain She judges them cause their not like her She laughs at them trying to be Only the world she lives in she finds herself wonderful But in the real world, everyone sees her lies and insaine ways We feel sorry for her But what is ther to do? Can't make her seek help, cause to her, she's perfect 'Tis a shame 'Tis a huge shame Unicorns and Fairies are not life But to her, its a way of life Sorry to say, but the anger and pain will not fade Her lies are nothing but a scared little girl deep inside She plundges the spear in everyone else Only to make them hate her more and more But to her, what is there a care in the world. For her fairies and unicorns seem to be the only ones who care........
Her Fantasy World
The world as we know is harsh and cruel The little girl can only cry and wail To find only a life that suites her best The fantasy of her mind is the only place she finds rest Where she believes she's the queen of all Caring not in the least of others pain She judges them cause their not like her She laughs at them trying to be Only the world she lives in she finds herself wonderful But in the real world, everyone sees her lies and insaine ways We feel sorry for her But what is ther to do? Can't make her seek help, cause to her, she's perfect 'Tis a shame 'Tis a huge shame Unicorns and Fairies are not life But to her, its a way of life Sorry to say, but the anger and pain will not fade Her lies are nothing but a scared little girl deep inside She plundges the spear in everyone else Only to make them hate her more and more But to her, what is there a care in the world. For her fairies and unicorns seem to be the only ones who care........
Her First Contest
krazymomma21 is in her first contest. she needs help. everyone stop by and show her love. click on the link below and rate and bomb the pic. all the help she can get is really appreciated. thank you for your support.
Her First Contest...
this one is for twoshy...she just entered her first contest and needs some fu-love shown to her..heres the picture link...contest runs for two weeks...thanks
Her Fantasy...
As you wake up, a dim light through the curtains reveals to you the sun is shining outside. As you walk out of your bedroom you see a guy sitting on the couch, coyly sucking on a lolly, glancing in your direction as you enter the living room. My eyes seem to lock into yours, although you see my mouth open up the lolly is staying inside because I'm using my tongue to holds it against my teeth. after a couple of seconds which seem to last for centuries I'm taking the lolly in my hand again and start to wrapping my tongue around it, while letting my eyes slide down over your body, only now when not looking into my eyes anymore you can see a flush on my cheeks that's only growing as I am looking at your sexy lingery. Slowly i get up and walk towards you, placing my hands on you waist, leanign in to give you a soft kiss on your luscious lips. Wrapping one arm behind you and slowly walking towards the room you just got out, guiding you to the bed while slowly pulling some silken scarfs
Her Forgotten Fall ( My Lil Sis Wrote This)
A love like winter frozen and cold, a love like summer so warm and it shows. He hit her and beat her, she fell to the ground, there love was as frozen as if winters around. She wishes to find a love that seems like fall, so perfect and clean it fits right between. Summer so hot and winter so cold, the fall breez is solf and wont ever unfold. So far now her heart is an icebox, so frozen and cracked, will her fall breeze return? will it ever come back? She weeps as much as a raint fall on an april day, and her pain grows like the flowers that bloom in may. But as she fell and gave up a figure apeard and returned her loss breath. His touch was as warm as a sunrise in august, and his kiss was as full as the month of octobers great harvest. Her fall had returned once again, no more snow or the feeling of her heart so cold and frozen. The breeze in the air and the leaves falling down, reminded her that finaly..fall was around?
Her Film Called "lights Out"
Her First Golf Game
A Husband takes his wife to play her first game of golf.....Of course, the wife promptly whacked her first shot right through the window of the biggest house adjacent to the course. The husband cringed, "I warned you to be careful! Now we'll have to go up there, find the owner, apologize and see how much your lousy drive is going to cost us." So the couple walked up to the house and knocked on the door. A warm voice said, "Come on in" When they opened the door they saw the damage that was done: glass was all over the place, and a broken antique bottle was lying on its side near the broken window. A man reclining on the couch asked, "Are you the people that broke my window?" "Uh...yeah, sir. We're sure sorry about that," the husband replied. "Oh, no apology is necessary. Actually! I want to thank you... You see, I'm a genie , and I've been trapped in that bottle for a thousand years. Now that you've released me, I'm allowed to grant th
Her First Contest
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Her Final Kiss
Today I gave my Grandma her final kiss , it was harder than I thought it would be to say goodbye to her. She wasn't just my grandmother she was my mom my best friend even though my mom is still alive my grandma was a mom to me. She is the only person that has passed on that I have kissed and she meant that much to me that I'd do that for her. She was the joy of my life before my husband and son came into my life and she was always be the first joy of my life. Grandma I love you may you rest in peace. love always your charly girl!
Her Fire
Her ass a frozen mass she`s never once been touched maybe his magic wand will definately be to much He will tap that from behind to ignite her hidden flame slowly she`ll start to melt as he pumps and calls her name Her fire has taken hold it`s running through her veins she`s rosy red and hot for her there is no pain A vice tight fit a wild ride for sure her ass is definately melting he can see it on her fur He has done it once again his wand powerful and mean a magical experience for his brand new ass queen
Her First Happy Hour
hi all my friend debicakes is hosting her first happy hour tonight (6/24/08) at 8pm. please lets all show her what we're made of!! add,fan,rate, & love her :). she has lots of cool pictures so lets all give her a hand & help her level up. shes a wonderful friend & yes i'm her owner lol. for anyone with 100 11's, if you give them to her during her happy hour i will send you 20k fubucks. Show Debi made fu-love with bling bling bling. Just click on her link below to show some love :):) once again her happy hour is tonight at 8pm thank you everyone. debi cakes Fu-Owned by Dust Me Pink@ fubar
Her First Auction
RENT A FU-WIFE/HUSBAND OR FU-SLAVE FOR ONE MONTH. SHE IS HOLDING HER FIRST VERY OWN FU-WIFE/HUSBAND/SLAVE AUCTION... THE WINNER GETS THE CHOICE OF WEATHER OR NOT THEY WANT THEM AS A FU-WIFE/HUSBAND OR SLAVE FOR THE MONTH. THE ONE ONE WITH THE WINNING BID THEN CHOOSES WHAT THEY WANT FROM THEM WITHIN REASON. ANY ONE CAN JOIN AND IT WILL LAST 2 WEEKS. STARTING WHEN WE GET ENOUGH TO ENTER. ENTRY FEE TO HOST IS 5K FUBUCKS. SEND UR PICS TO PROUD MOMMY ALL PICTURE WILL BE SET PRIVATE UNTIL IT OPENS RULES: 1) NO DRAMA - FIRST SIGN OF DRAMA AND YOU WILL BE OUT OF THE AUCTION - 2) MUST HAVE ENTRY FEE PAID BEFER ENTERING CONTEST...ENTRY FEE IS 5K (5,000). 3) MORE THEN WELCOME TO REFUSE ANY BIDDER 4) AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR BIDDERS NOT PAYING UP...1 WEEK GO BY AND STILL NUTHIN THEN GO WITH THE NEXT BIDDER UP!
Her First Lesson............
We drive back in silence. The dinner was superb. She has never eaten at such an expensive restaurant. She didn't even understand the menu, or what I ordered (since it was in French). She was quiet. Nervous, probably. The dining room of the place we were in was quiet, and I leaned close and told her what I was going to do with her...to her... This was our third meeting. The first two were to get to know each other, her husband at the first. They took place at a small bookstore, in the back, the owner privy to the purpose of the meeting. She shifted in the leather seat of the car. Squirming, I heard the rustle of her short satin dress. I could see the embarrassment in her when she walked into the restaurant. It was her first time wearing a dress that short, and revealing. I had arranged for her to see my friend Eileen at the boutique down the street from where we ate. Another shop owner privy to the reason for the appointment. The dress was delivered to her at work the next day. The
Her First Auction
HELLO MY NAME IS TINA AND I AM HOSTING MY FIRST AUCTION. IN THIS AUCTION YOU CAN BID WHATEVER YOU WANT, AS LONG AS YOU CAN PAY FOR IT. THE ENTRY FEE IS 10K. I KNOW ITS LOW BUT GUESS WHAT, YOU WILL BE GETTING IT BACK BECAUSE THE MINIMIUM BID IS 30K. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO JOIN PLEASE SEND ME A PRIVATE MESSAGE INCLUDING THE LIST YOU WANT TO BE PUT ON THE TAG. PLEASE SEND ME A LINK TO THE PICTURE YOU WANT ME TO USE FOR YOUR TAG OR IF YOU ALREADY HAVE AN AUCTION TAG I CAN USE THAT AS WELL. IF YOU DO NOT HAVE A TAG PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU LIKE AND I WILL MAKE ONE FOR YOU. THE AUCTION WILL START WHEN I HAVE AT LEAST 6 ENTRIES. I WILL SEND EVERYONE WHO IS IN THE AUCTION A PRIVATE MESSAGE WHEN I HAVE THE ENETRIES. > THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND I AM AWAITING YOUR ENTRIES. Click it email her and join i love all 5 off my kids*@ fubar
Her First Black Guy
I was invited to a party a friend was having he told me that there was going to be plenty of fun and that there would be plenty of beer and other stuff that would keep me happy and mellow. He was right when I showed up the music was playing and people dancing and it looked like it might turn out to be a fun party after all. I loved to dance and people loved to watch me especially men since my tits always bouncing around and I liked to show them off. When I did dance I would dance in a very sexy and seductive way, this would always get the attention of the guys and maybe a few girls. I did slow dance with a few guys and when we dance they would run there hands all over my back and ass as they pressed there hard cock against my stomach. Feeling a cock against me would always start my juices flowing and I was ready for some hot action to take place. After awhile there wasn’t much going on it didn’t seem to be much in sex going to happen either, and as always I was in the mood. After e
Her First Auto-11! Let's Make It Fun!
I know you my be tired of these auto 11 bling bulletins, but this is the first auto-11 bling this cool chick has ever had. I'd really appreciate it if my friends would go and rate her up. I promise you'll find some funny pictures to rate! None of those tired penguins. Please repost this often. Thank you friends! ♥ Sproet@ fubar This pimp out brought with love from: Sproet's Bish@ fubar And this chick too: Amykins ♥@ fubar
Her Faithful Puppy Dog
Her Face
HER FACE Her face could launch a thousand ships, So I am at the port, To see the beauty that she is, And give my own report. I see the mystery in her eyes, And watch her silly grin, And just the way she moves her head, It leaves me in a spin. The way she walks, the way she talks, It leaves me mesmerized, And then the way she looks at me, It takes me by surprise. For somehow she has noticed me, I beckon to her call, I’d give her everything I have, I’d give my very all. I wonder why this wondrous thing, Would ever notice me, I’m nervous as I contemplate, Which makes me want to flee. But then I see her gentle side, And feel her loving touch, The way she pampers me with love, A thing I need so much. And now I’m living on the shore, As mighty ships sail past, And though her face could launch them all, I know our love will last. copyright jas 2007
Her Flaws~ Part1
I used to be a jealous man. I am still in a way, but my perspective has changed on a lot of things. And of course I am still the same pervert I have always been. My girlfriend Lara has never been made love to. She has to earn every single orgasm she gets by serving me and most of the time that is in a sexual manner. She loves it about as much as I do. I am a dominant and she is a submissive. I command and she obeys. The first time we had sex I pinned her down and penetrated her forcefully. Her surprise only lasted about 10 seconds, after that she was begging me not to stop. It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship. She has a real appetite for domination. Male domination that is. When I tie her up, she gets wets even if I don't stimulate her directly. The same goes for humiliation and pain. I discovered a sadistic streak in me I never knew I had merely because she enjoys being spanked, being whipped, being strapped, being cropped and being paddled. Now I always make sure to find
Her Flaws Part2
Lara was twisting, squirming, convulsing on the bed. If I had not known any better he would have stopped the whole charade for fear this was too much, which reminded me how much I actually care for Lara. But she was actually enjoying it, her earlier screams were gone, replaced by the little helpless noises she always made when pleasure was rising strong inside her. I felt envious then, not jealous because I was pleased with her new role. The envy I felt just build new sexual desire for her that she would have to accommodate later. My fist balled without my realising it. I raised it to my face and promised myself she would eventually receive my whole hand inside her. I would move it and look at her face and at the look of utter surrender that she would have. While I had been thinking of that, Lara's orgasm had run its course and she was in the last throes of it while Mike was removing his hand. He lifted his hand, covered in her fluids to her face and mixed their juices. She was too out
Her First Trick
A brand new lady of the evening had just finished her first trick. When she came back down to the street, the seasoned veterans all gathered around to hear the details."Well, he was a big muscular and handsome sailor." she said. "Well, what did he want to do?" they all asked. She replied, "I told him that a straight lay was $100, but he said he didn't have that much. So I told him that oral would be $75, but he didn't have that much either.""Finally I said, well how much do you have? The sailor said that he only had $25. So I told him for $25 all I can do is service you by hand.""He agreed and after getting the finance straight, he pulled it out and I put one hand on it, and then a second hand above the first and then the first hand above the second hand.""Oh my god!" they all exclaimed, "It must have been huge. Then what did you do?""I loaned him $75!" she said.
Her Feeling's A Song
i never thought the song she played and playedwould be a fav of minethe melody brings back memoriesand tears to my eyesi bought the song and made it my ownand i play it like she did when i'm alonewhen she was mine....listento the song she sings it maybe just for youshe maybe pouring her heart outwhen she's in love or doubtnot able to say anything to youyou might fightor be too proud to heartoo much she cannot get nearso listen to the songit tells her moodeven if you dont like the tunewhenever i want to talk about her nostalgicallyi dont have to say a thingi just turn it onremembering how sweet we were togetherand the times when things went wrongshe went to the roomor her car had it in the radioshe played it hoping i would knowthat she feels that wayso i wont let her goand never figured outuntil the song came onwhen she was suddenly gone.listento the song she sings it maybe just for youshe maybe pouring her heart outwhen she's in love or doubtnot able to say anything to youyou might fig
Her First Ride
The young woman was determined to learn how to ride a horse.  It had been a life time dream and she was going to make it happen.   She gently lowered herself into the saddle as she grasped the reins.  Once the horse began to move, she soon became comfortable and began to relax.   Suddenly, she became off balance........she began to slide out of the saddle......she lost her footing in the stirrup..... and she fell off with her foot tangled in the stirrup and her dress caught on the saddle.   As she lay on her back at the mercy of the horse the crowd looked on expressing their concerns when at last the Kmart employee came out and pulled the plug on the merry-go-round..
Her First Orgasm
It was a normal saturday, I had gotten back from college theprevious day and was preparing to go out with my girlfriend Kristen.Kristen and I have been dating for over four months now. Although wewaited a while to have sex, our sexual urges had overwhelmed us afterabout 2 months of dating. We began to have sex, but, after two monthsof sexual activity, something special was about to happen...We started dating the first week in June. I had known Kristenbefore, she went to my high school. Although she was two years youngerthan me, I still didn't mind going out with the 'younger' ones,sometimes they are the best ones. Kristen had a huge crush on me inhigh school, but I never really persuaded a relationship with her.After I had gone off to college, we lost touch of each other.I never forgot about Kristen while I was gone. It was nice havinga girl fall head over heels for me. Time passed and I went through somerough relationships, never realizing that the summer of 1991 wouldprove to be one
Her Final Song
tonight, the night she's been waiting forthe water has a coldness to it, as if the waves know why she's therethe chill doesn't register in her headshe feels nothing, as if already deaddeeper she treads, now up to her kneeif only her demons would leave her bethere is no other way, she must drown them outonly then will she find freedom, there is no doubtso deeper and deeper she goeswater is now tickling her nosethere is no turning back noweven if she wanted to, she wouldn't know howeven before this, she has been drowning for so longtonight it will be complete, she accepts her defeattonight she becomes one with the sea, it is her final song
"her First Taste"
 "Her first taste"               we make love...forcefully...it is draining...             and i thirst... and she is my nectar...              her throat wide open...allowing me...             and i drink deeply... careful not to weaken her               as we lie next to each other....touching...             carressing...feeling the hardness..the softness           of our bodies... she looks at me lovingly....             i ask..i have to.. she is wondering of...it              the bite..the drink... its taste and texture...            and why she isnt allowed... to experience it             why she is only the fed upon... the needed...            and i turn away...fearing...and knowing that              this question would one day come..             should i do it? take her all the way? allow her              to see what i live..what i go thru...is it fair             to her?  to me?  or do i keep her as is... the love            i have for her is overwhelming, but i know this  
Her Good-bye
a crimson rose clutched tight at hand the thorns biting deep brining forth drops of life a girl on bended knee with hand upon the trigger barrel pointed at her temple the note she wrote laid out in front slowly she lets it all go BANG the gun falls upon the carpet her body slumped against the closet door the rose dripping it's color the note that was written splattered with blood penned by a wavering hand stained by tears sealed with one last kiss was her good-bye to him and their lost love
Her Gift
As I stood in front of the mirror I couldn’t get Rachel out of my mind. “God she’s hot.” I thought to myself. She and I had been together for a few months now. This was my first serious lesbian relationship. Rachel was a little older than me, and came into her sexuality earlier than I did. I had it all set for tonight. Dinner reservations, a movie then out to our favorite club for a little dancing. I was still nervous; I wanted everything to be perfect. When Rachel walked through the door, my mind went blank and I began to fidget. She’s always had this affect on me. She was 5 foot 10, slender, but toned. Her hair was long, jet black, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen, and her breasts were an absolute perfect D cup. “What’s wrong, Mandy?” She purred. I struggled for a response; I didn’t want her to know I had made all these plans for the night. She saw right through me and walked over. Her perky breasts swayed gently as she sauntered over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed
Her Gift
He saw her over the gulf of eternity sitting under the great oak. Her body swathed in pure white chiffon and lace, White and pure and soft. Her legs up her body cradled over the box... the box of gold.. her gift. She sat there crying, Her sobs touching every fiber of her soul. For inside the box, was her gift, of love, her soul, her desire, her need. The precious seeds of her womanhood. With love those seeds would grow, venture out of the box into the sunlight, and through their growth fill her life with color the beautiful perfume of flowers, the wonder of birds and butterflies attracted by it's beauty. But her box was grey, Covered with years of neglect, the seeds resting on bone-dry soil. Her heart in hibernation. Her tears tracing lines down her cheek. He watched her. He understood. She fell asleep. She woke to see him there The box cradled lovingly in his lap Toolbox by his side. He was a million miles away across the great gulf yet see
Her Gift
As I stood in front of the mirror I couldn’t get Rachel out of my mind. “God she’s hot.” I thought to myself. She and I had been together for a few months now. This was my first serious lesbian relationship. Rachel was a little older than me, and came into her sexuality earlier than I did. I had it all set for tonight. Dinner reservations, a movie then out to our favorite club for a little dancing. I was still nervous; I wanted everything to be perfect. When Rachel walked through the door, my mind went blank and I began to fidget. She’s always had this affect on me. She was 5 foot 10, slender, but toned. Her hair was long, jet black, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen, and her breasts were an absolute perfect D cup. “What’s wrong, Mandy?” She purred. I struggled for a response; I didn’t want her to know I had made all these plans for the night. She saw right through me and walked over. Her perky breasts swayed gently as she sauntered over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed
Her Game
Her Game lyrics by Kevin Max Every time she comes my way she knows just what to do and say Those little smiles she throws away, they turn my stomache If you listen close enough you'll catch all the divisive stuff Those subtle moves, the way she smoothes her hair And you don't want to say She was digging your grave And your friends all can see it There's no way you're gonna leave it So where you gonna go Who you gonna call When you know it's time to play the game? What's your mystery Who's it gonna be When you know it's time to play her game Chorus* Is it real or Memorex Those secrets that you feared confess When she was there you let it all spill out Turning as you leave for good You wonder if you ever should have wandered through Her neighborhood at all And you don't want to say She was digging your grave and your friends all can see it There's no way you're gonna leave it Chorus I am all to blame This is my parade of broken-hearted words I fe
Her Gift
In the morning her gift to me, opened and the wrappings strewn across the floor from the door to my bed my longing look into her eyes is to say thank you for last night all night this morning and the warm embrace last night now forever mine and forever between us in this perfect day. © All rights reserved
Her Gentle Man
The waitress leaves to get the check after we tell her, "No, thank you." to the request "How about some dessert?" I look over at Ann. With a smile I say, "Would you like to do something a little different tonight?" Her blue eyes narrow slightly, showing her laugh lines and she says, "Maybe. No ropes?" "No ropes." Her smile is a little bigger now. "No blindfold?" "No blindfold. I know you don't like that. And no ice, I promise." Her smile is now a knowing grin. "What will I have to do?" "Not a thing," I say, " just enjoy." "Tell me!" "No. Just trust me. You'll love it." I can see she is interested, both by the not knowing what to expect and the anticipation of what it could be. She runs her tongue around her lips and shift back and forth on her chair. Both sure signs she is getting excited. "OK, sure," she says. The waitress returnes and I pay for the meal. When I help Ann with her coat I make sure I run my fingers lightly over her neck. A sure erogen
Her Ghost In The Fog.
For twenty years, like clockwork, I've come to this spot. Always on March 14 no matter what the weather. Others have joined her in this place, my grandparents, my dad, and my uncle. I vist them on their days as well, but this day holds special meaning. For it was I who found her those many years ago. She was my first and last wife. I never had the courage to remarry after that. I didn't want that hurt to happen again. I grew old. My two sons grew up, got married themselves and now I'm a grandpa. I've brought my grandchildren here a couple of times, although they don't really understand yet the whys and hows of what I tell them about this woman. My sons do though, and it still makes them tear up in rememberance. But today, I am alone here. It's early in the day, and quite cold. There is a heavy fog surrounding me in my car and I have to drive carefully around the narrow lane, careful not to run off of it and into the neatly manicured lawn. But I know the path well, having traveled it s
Her Ghost In The Fog Pt. 2
http://fubar.com/blog/289823/1007892 For part 1, link above.   As we look at each other, I feel a calm overtake me, as though I have nothing to fear. I stand back up and for some reason my knees do not scream at me like normal. I'm beginning to think maybe I just dropped dead...in a cemetery, right where I'll be buried, kinda ironic huh? But I can feel my chest rise and fall with my breathing, so I know I'm not dead, not yet at least.  She beckons me to follow her down the hill where there is a stone bench to sit on. I follow, still feeling like all this is not quite right, but what have I got to lose. When I reach the bench through the thick fog, I see she is already sitting or appears to be sitting, but if I look closely I can see she is floating mere centimeters above it. She motions for me to sit next to her which I do with just a hint of trepidation.  "You know I don't believe in ghosts, Neet." I say, using the nickname I'd used so many years ago, but it rolled off my tongu
Her Greatest Need
Her greatest need   Silently she kneels awaiting His arrival. Does He even realize her reason for survival? A gentle smile consumes her face. She knows the answer as his arms embrace.   Lifting her from her place on the floor. A caress from His hand! Who could ask for more? A loving touch now, will only be brief. For the darkness in His eyes must be released.   She knows by the look she sees on His face. She will submit to His will with beauty and grace. She wonders tonight what she will have to endure. But she knows the pleasure for both will be pure.   Grabbing her hair with the tightest of grasps. She weakens from His touch as she softly gasps. Giving her very being over to Him. Knowing she must satisfy His every whim.   Proudly she follows where He may lead. To give pleasure to Him is her greatest need. She feels a sting on her ass from His hand. Tears stream down, happy she is in His command.
Her Ghost In The Fog
She was divinity's creatureThat kissed in cold mirrorsA Queen of SnowFar beyond compareLips attuned to symmetrySought Her everywhereDark liqoured eyesAn Arabian nightmare...She shone on watercoloursOf my pondlife as pearlUntil those who couldn't have HerCut Her free of this WorldThat fateful Eve when...The trees stank of sunset and camphorTheir lanterns chased phantoms and threwAn inquisitive glance, like the shadows they castOn my love picking rue by the light of the moonPutting reason to flightOr to death as their wayThey crept through woods mesmerizedBy the taffeta LeyOf Her hips that held swayOver all they surveyedSave a mist on the rise(A deadly blessing to hide)Her ghost in the fogThey raped and left...(Five men of God)...Her ghost in the fogDawn discovered Her thereBeneath the Cedar's stareSilk dress torn, Her raven hairFlown to gown Her beauty baredWas starred with frost, I knew Her lostI wept 'til tears crept back to prayerShe'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood"Never to partLes
Her Gift
Her tears fall Let me wipe them away. And bring back that smile To shine for another day. With your smile Your beauty unmatched can be. It shows the Angel you are And the world does see. Bring me your smile I would hold it true. It comes from your heart A golden gift from you
Her Homicide To Love Pt 1
Her homicide to Love pt 1 She said She doesn’t wanna lose me Stand in line miss Get your flashlight out I am not feeling this relationship. Communication is the only way to live in a relationship Bomb azz sex won’t carry it, money won’t carry it Being fine as hell won’t do it either. Communication I had slower relationships in Japan When I couldn’t speak a lick on Japanese But we managed, because she was willing to try. Hell here in America. English is our primary language You graduated from college and still can’t talk? She said She is afraid to lose me She said, she can’t open up She also stated I was the best thing ever Well, isn’t that worth keeping? I am not a ventriloquist I do not have my hand: Up your back In your neck Opening your mouth. Your words are for you to use. As we tell the kids in school. “Use your words” Please don’t say “What do you want me to say?” She says it anyway……………………sigh…… @JoeFresh 9/05
Her Homicide To Love Pt 2
Her Homicide to Love pt 2 She said. It was hard for her to open because of some other fool That did irreparable damage I am not damage control Nor will I stand trial for that or those knuckleheadz. If you can open your mouth at the buffet Dammit you can open it with me can’t you? The man you claim to love The one you claim to need You say you love me? You say you trust me. Trust is 90% of love I haven’t hurt you in this relationship I am very careful ‘cuz I know the history of the bums before me So I am gentle I am caring I am attentive But yet, you seem like a mute button is stuck On enable on your mental remote I was tentative to get close fearing this F#$k “war against the worlds” its war right here. I am losing the battle of the ex’s. @JoeFresh9/05
Her Homicide To Love Pt 3
Her Homicide to Love pt 3 The war apparently wasn’t over. At times I thought it was, I thought I seen a glimpse of a promising future But our relationship has a poltergeist It was built over ghosts that weren’t ready for the gates of hell Cuz obviously they hurt you, my angel, So they aren’t worthy of the pearly gates Your heart needs exorcised because of him Your soul needs cleansed Your mind needs a makeover These relationship ghosts carry too much power over you I offered you a place to vanquish them I offered you a place to feel at ease I offered you an indelible force field of love I had these for you I was your personal guardian shielding you from the worlds harm I wanted to be much more, but my physical limitations and commitments Wouldn’t let me be there 24/7 Although I was there mentally and you knew it. The relationship poltergeist Somehow doubt was callin’ you, Pullin’ you like Carol Ann. Closer and closer until it hit The relationship wall
Her Homicide To Love Pt 4
Her Homicide to Love pt 4 She said It’s her weight that’s bothering her The reason she can’t get intimate with me Well that explains it, my love cannot be received If the person rejects themselves, I am stranded I told her that is not important I told her how much she completes me I am a full man alone But a better man with her by my side She completes me I need her But she needs herself I can only show her I am here forever I am not leaving I don’t care how much she weighs Her heart is what I am concerned about Where her heart lies Where her feelings dwell I need her to need herself I need her to call on herself She is a strong woman She is a dynamic woman I know cuz I married her @JoeFresh 9/05
"her Heart"
Possesions do not make happiness. I could own the world and still I'd be lonely. I only want one thing that I can not have. I want her heart only. I'll die a pauper because I will never have the only thing that would make me rich... Her heart.
Her Heart Just Cant Lie
Just when you thought it was over he storms in through the cracked door with the mission of self destruction. She looks at him and smiles, feeling the tension in his voice. He isnt happy and she knows by the intensity in his eyes. Her heart begins to race with anticpation of the words that will soon follow. She is eager for the first blow and yet he stands there ripping her to shreds with the eyes of what appears to be an angry man. He knows deep down that he isnt the one for her, yet he fights everyday to fill the shoes of a man she holds so high on that pedestool.A man who would never be able to appriciate the true beauty of who and what she is. The fear of losing her has been tearing him to shreds from the inside out and today he has had enough. No longer will he sit back and watch her shed tears over a man who doesnt care for her, nor will he sit back and watch as she slowly dies inside. He has stood there in front of her for what seems like an eternety watching the emotio
Her..... Him To Cum.. Err.. I Mean Come!
Her The library has always been a very erotic place for me. It’s so peaceful. The smell from the books drives me crazy. I think what really gets me is that everyone tries so hard not to be noticed or bother anyone else.. And being deaf I'm extra worried about being noisy. Back in college I was working late at the library, trying to finish up some last minute research for a report. Sitting in one of the far corners, I was pretty much secluded. Periodically, someone would walk by, but for the most part, I was alone. I’d been working for two hours and needed a break. Getting up, I walked to the drinking fountain and back to my corner. I had passed by one area and seen two teenagers secretly kissing in the corner. The image was strangely erotic to me. The smell of the books, the tension, everything, it was all starting to get to me. Sitting back in my corner, I tried to focus on my research. The pages were blurry to me. My brain didn’t want to think anymore. I’d seen enough sta
Her Heat
To a cold soul Her eyes are an oven Her observer beholds her heat He is beckoned beyond ignorance Her touch is like an open flame A warm glow follows her hand across his face Her lips feel like smoldering coals The kiss cures his curse The urge of violence is subsided She retreats the way she came Leaving him with only the ash of a memory
Her Horror
Things could not have been worse if she had set out to make is so. She had awoken tide up to a bed, she is not sure why. She does not remember anything at the moment. She only has fear right now. The girl hears something in the room with her, she turns to look around the room. She tries her best not to scream, but she can not help it....In the corner she sees a huge man with a deformed face, chained to the wall. She wonders what the hell is going on and why she is here. Her answers will come to her soon. She tries to get out of her restraints, but the more she pulls the tighter things get. She keeps her eyes on the man in the corner. He looks at her and licks his lips, she shudders.....The door to the room creaks and she turns her head toward the door. The most handsome man she has ever seen walks through the door. He is tall, muscular with long shiney black hair, perfect features and brillant green eyes. He walks toward her with a smirk on his face. She is not quiet sure what to expec
Her House
Okay so enough of 'funny' feelings. Let's go with facts. I've had to wear a contraption strapped to my back to prevent whos-its and whats-its from attacking...just so I felt safe. :P Yeah so I'm a weird one. But not that weird. The song 'Ghost-Buuusters!!" alwys runs through my head when I wear it. hehe Okay so its a vacuum cleaner but on to a better point! YOu want cold hard facts, Here goes: Walk up to Mrs. Harlack's house, which looks inviting on the outside, but you're told to wipe your feet at her doorstep and say hello as you walk in. Not before unlocking it with that handy skeleton key. hehe. PLUG YOUR EARS COZ YOU DONT WANT TO HEAR THAT BABY CRY>> CLOSE YOUR EYES in case you see her rocker rocking. --- meow~ Its a funny house!
Her Hands
So slender its length and smooth to the touch, Manicured perfectly and dressed up in red, Vixen nails out to there and tapping impatiently, ready for a night out on the town to catch an eye, while they gesture with a language all their own. So lines have appeared under the daily work load, chipped nails catch on clothing with another baby to feed, Caring caresses and pats on the little one's back, ready to pick up dirty clothes and wash the days dishes, and be used in a hug when the hubby comes home. So a little more wrinkled they have stories to tell, of clapping encouragement at various sporting events, or catching tears during sad movies or stories, playing board games with kids and helping with homework, and still more hugs and high fives of endless encouragement. So older and a bit rough as they wave to their kids, Waving high up in the air with encouraging remarks, or with a pat on the back for a job that is well done, holding on to their children tightly
Her Hate Keeps Her Alive
Her fell like salt to open wounds Her voice sielent to his screams Her body hurting from life with him The same comfert she found in his arms Now sitts in shadows waiting for her soul Like a distant starr so far, so cold, so gone to old She hates to love his heart Feels like a thousand cuts deep in her skin Flooding the walls outside and within Knowing she has no place with him She'll go her owen way Never asking him to stay How she wants him to herself Watching him go every where else
Her Heart
Her Heart
"HER HEART" Possesions do not make happiness. I could own the world and still I'd be lonely. I only want one thing that I can not have. I want her heart only. I'll die a pauper because I will never have the only thing that would make me rich... Her heart
Her Happiness First...always.
I have not wrote a blog since some recent heartache but now feel good enough to do so again. Keep in mind these are my inner thoughts and feelings being expressed in words. Recently I was asked by a friend here to be personal about my thoughts and feelings. I have always tried to be open and honest with everyone. The subject got around to relationships. Here is my take on them. ~ A man should always put the happiness of his woman first..always, as well as her pleasure. She has entrusted her heart to him, and in the case of marriage, has taken his name above all others. He should allow her the freedom to express herself and be her strength. He should show her all his attention when she is around with no wandering eyes for other women. He should romance her and flirt with her every day in a different way...from a sexy pat on her ass as she walks by to taking her in his arms as she steps out of the shower and using his body as her towel as he kisses her. He should be secure enough to all
Her Heart Finally, Broke.
Feelings built up so quickly without self control- emotions captured such a beautiful soul. Beat it up until it could no longer breathe, nor feel anything; numbness took over. Heart silently cracking within her chest, making it impossible to cure the pain. She tortured herself with sadness, until that beautiful smile disappeared. Emotions got so strong, that her heart broke. Into millions of pieces like glass being shattered. Her heart had finally cracked open- left to lie on the floor for everyone to see. Now she struggles to pick up all the pieces, and glue the shards back together into a whole. One that will beat and be able to find him- someone who will give her the same in return. It may take a while for her to mend, but she will move on from this sadness. She refuses to let the pain capture her heart- and shatter everything all over again.
Her Hand
Her Hand   Alabaster, Finely Chiseled Piano Elegant. Softly beckoning poet
Her Hunger
She was hot and horny. Maybe it was the endless days of rain recently, forcing everyone but the ducks inside their homes to escape the alternating cold, damp drizzle and even colder, torrential downpours. Maybe it was because it had been too long since she had that delightful feel of a man’s erect organ pounding her soft, moist pussy. She was cold and shivering from the constant damp cool air. And she was hungry. She was hungry for the taste of her man’s cum and she was hungry for the pounding of his cock inside her. She longed for hours of hot sweaty activities: laying nude on a warm Sunny beach, a hot bubble bath, sweaty, playful sex romps in the bedroom followed by hot relaxing showers.The stimulation continued to build on yet another chilly dreary day. Russ and Pam had gone to Orlando to view some beautiful homes then kicked back at home to watch an afternoon movie. As the rain fell you could hear the distant rumble of thunder. The air was cool and without a blanket her
Her Heart Is
Nice to know that my sister reads my Blogs but not so nice, Joyce, to be grinning because I don't feel good, is it? What you sow, that you reap. Reap well my little sister. Glory to God Norio  
Her Hand
To hold the hand,That leads to her smile.To do thisjust once,I would walk endless miles. To know I was the reason,To ever put a smile on her face.Then my heart would know,It had found its rightful place. So beautiful,offer me your hand,And your smile I hope will Shine.And truely mine will glow,From deep in this heart of mine.
Her Heart
Her beauty overwhelms me,But inside she runs deep.Her body beyond amazing,But her mind I want to keep.Her mind will last forever,Her heart through all times.She will always be beautiful,Dancing through my mind.She talks of heart,While her beauty is so rare.But of her heart,That is where I care.
Her Illusion
A littel girl sits by her window watching the world pass by She's depressed, empty, hurt everything was great she thought then it all suddenly shattered She had wanted to salvage something a friendship atleast, maybe try anyway He said one thing but did another only confusing her more inside She sits there, day after day trying not to think, "What if?" They have taken different roads, paving their new lives apart Each time they talk, old feelings appear causing only more pain She feels he meant nothing he said only saying it because it's what she wanted to hear She wanted to believe he cared or he wouldn't still be here But she felt he did it out of guilt because he was the one who hurt her But he made the choice to make a break and left her with questions unanswered She knows she cannot win for losing this battle was lost long ago though She deserves better, she knows this telling herself everyday, trying to move on The pain wi
Her Inner Self—raging Waters
Raging waters.....turbulence Filling all the crevices which are Creaking in their struggle to open... To reveal the meaning of this turmoil. Probing deeply into the innermost recesses Of her subconscious she tries to Release that tightly encased power within... That power she knows will awaken her to What she knows she must be. Storms of doubt cloud her thoughts Thunders of past disappointments Close her hearing of the wondrous opportunities Awaiting her. Lightning of transformation triggers glimpses of The beauty of what she can become If only these raging waters would cease! Her mind whirls...she closes her eyes and her ears... She focuses on the incessant perturbation within. Her mind reaches inward and she struggles To bring that deep-rooted internal power to the surface... That power which will calm the raging...the turmoil... The apprehension and the reservations... And bring her reconciliation with herself and Tranquillity within.
He Rides With Honor !!!!!
He Rides With Honor Whears Is The Honor Now ?
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Heritage
This is something that I think about from time to time. Actually, more often as time goes on. How many of us know where we come from? I mean REALLY know. Yeah, yeah, the smart ass out there is gonna say "I came from my parents. Yuk yuk yuk" Screw off dick stain. What I'm talking about is your heritage. I know that my ancestors were primarily Vikings. I know that there is some American Indian floating around inside of me somewhere, and all this is all cool to me. My issue with this is that I don't know shit about any of my ancestors. This is becoming frighteningly all too common. As our civilization continues on, rushing about on it's course to whatever, our children are missing out on the most important of lessons. The lesson that lets them know just exactly where they come from. How often have you heard the term, "Dead language"? Why is that? Because kids were too busy doing whatever to learn Aramaic or Latin or Navajo. Personally, I think it would be cool as shit t
Heritage Not Hate
Heritage Not Hate
Heritage
id like to know the answer to one question,why is it everyone is intitled to the heritage except for southern people.we are told we cannot fly a confederate flag and that it offends people.i am southern,born and bred and very proud of my heritage and my flag.i am not ashamed and should not have to be ashamed to fly it high.heritage not hate. southern people have the right to be who they are and not to be hated for being proud of their roots like anyone else.i donot put people down for wanting to enjoy their heritage and who they are.there will always be haters and to them i say,its a southern thing you just dont understand much luv to all biker heart
Her Intense Night
l know you like skirts but, these jeans look pretty good and l need what small barrier it gives me. You have a glass of wine and l'm just thinking a cup of courage is not a bad idea. You ask if l would like anything?? l sit looking at you, thinking how relaxed and kind you are just like before. Within minutes l am enjoying talking about work and what you have been up to. I'm drinking my wine on my empty stomach and feeling very relaxed and comfortable. After a bit you ask "you ready to go?" l grab my purse and slide out of the booth.   l think l know were your taking me, so l don't ask. l put on my belt and watch you pull out of the parking lot. Your fingers are in my hair pulling me toward you. "Take it out" your pants are unsnapped and open, l can see your cock sticking up in your shorts. l do as you say then you tell me to "start sucking it cunt" l can't reach you and stay in my belt so l take it off and lower my mouth onto you. Your hand is pushing me down on you further. My hea
Heritage Open Days
Every year in the UK, for a few days in September, lots of properties that are usually closed to the public, or charge for admission, throw their doors open to the public, so people can engage with their local culture and history. This weekend, we have walking tours booked for the Norwich Playhouse, the local Mosque, and the Great Hospital.  If you live in the UK, why not check out this link, and see if there's anywhere in your town you could go and look at. Heritage Open Days  
Heritage!
I salute the confederate flag with affection, reverence, and devotion to the cause for which it stands!!!! It's heritage not hate!!!!   I just want to clear something up about this post. I am not racist, I hate everybody equally. Plus, it's my heritage. My whole family is from the south and I was raised with southern values. I'm a redneck and I don't care who knows it. If you don't like it then leave me alone. Like it says in my 'about me', I'm not like other girls. I camp, hunt, fish, mudd, hike, and swim in the Wabash river. I love being outside. The music I like is, classic and hard rock, heavy and death metal, and country. I do like P.O.D, and Deamonhunter. I usually don't do the whole christian band thing but I do like those two. If you have a question about my views just ask but don't expect to get an answer that you're gonna like.
Her Improving Form
CARSON, Calif. DeMarcus Ware Authentic Jersey . -- Victor Bernardez scored on a free kick deep into stoppage time Sunday night to lift the San Jose Earthquakes to a 1-0 triumph over the Los Angeles Galaxy in the opener of their Western Conference semifinal series. The Honduran defender blistered the ball from 31 yards through the Galaxy wall at the top of the box and off goalkeeper Josh Saunders, who was unable to keep it from crossing the goal line. The second leg in the aggregate series is Wednesday in Santa Clara with the winner in the aggregate series advancing to a home-and-home matchup with the Seattle Sounders or Real Salt Lake for a berth in the Dec. 1 MLS Cup final. "Its halftime," said San Jose coach Frank Yallop, whose team twice rallied from two-goal deficits to beat L.A. and overcame two disadvantages for a 2-2 draw two weeks ago in the regular-season meetings between the longtime rivals. "It was an even game, they shaded on chances, for sure, but were going home now. ...
He Right-hander Was Replaced After Walking The Only Batter He Faced In The Se
ST. PETERSBURG, Fla. -- Max Scherzer tried to focus on simply giving his team a chance to win. The Detroit right-hander struck out seven in six innings and Miguel Cabrera had four hits and drove in two runs, helping the Detroit Tigers to a 5-2 victory over the Tampa Bay Rays on Thursday night. Scherzer (7-5) allowed two runs and four hits in his second start following the death of his brother earlier this month. The right-hander was replaced after walking the only batter he faced in the seventh inning. "As difficult as the time is for me, you know for me its about going out there and pitching well and helping the team," Scherzer said. "We want to win. Any time I can go out there and give our team a chance to win, thats what Im all about." Cabrera hit a solo homer in the ninth and had two singles and a double to continue a hot stretch in which hes hit .342 over the past 46 games. The slugger has 11 RBIs in his last 13 games and seven homers in June after hitting nine in 51 g
Her Job Is To Bitch, Mine Is To Give Her A Reason!!
Men Strike Back ! How many men does it take to open a beer? None. It should be opened when she brings it. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Why do women have smaller feet than men? It's one of those "evolutionary things" that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink . ------------------------------------------------------------------- How do you know when a woman is about to say something smart? When she starts a sentence with "A man once told me..." ------------------------------------------------------------------- Why do men fart more than women? Because women can't shut up long enough to build up the required pressure. ------------------------------------------------------------------- If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first? The dog, of course. He'll shut up once you let him in. --------------------------------------------------------
Her King!
Her King! As she said "I Love You" and held him tight, He smiled then said it too His plane was late he couldn't be late, He said I'll be back i promise you One last kiss before he leaves a tear fell from his eye She knew he'd miss her and tried to be strong, then began to cry Another tour and more lonely nights she couldn't say a thing For in his eyes she was his queen and he knew he was her king Six months went by they stayed in touch then one day it was gone The last time she got to hear his voicehe sang her favorite song "If 2maro Never Comes" he sang then I love You and goodnight She kept a secret from her soldier for reasons this was right He never knew before he passed he would have a son She named her boy after him and knew that must be done Some said it was wrong not telling him, Some said it was so right She sings that song to little King she sings it everynight. JW
Her Knight
A Night in front of the Fireplace Tonight I am going try something new with Lady K. Lady K had let me know in no uncertain terms that the spark was fading and that if I did not rekindle the spark she was moving on . It was up to me to change her mind. So I decided that I had been to complacent in the bedroom and I needed to take back control. I called Lady K at home that morning and told her that I would be over to her place at seven o’clock that night. She cut in saying that she had plans to go out with the girl tonight. I told her I would be there at seven o’clock and she would be waiting for me. She again tried to cut in but I stop her. I let her know that if she wasn’t there that we’re though. I described what I wanted her to be wearing when I arrived. She was to have on a pair pink thigh high stocking with the matching pink lace shelf bra and panties that I had bought for her, as well as, her black mid calf skirt with the black two inch spaghetti strap pumps. Along wi
Her Kiss...
      *** Cette femme j'adore (This woman I adore)
Her Life...an Introduction
*I ask that you keep in mind my manuscript is still a work in progress* : AN INTRODUCTION Initially, when I first decided to tell my story, I wanted to use a bunch of fancy words. I thought if I did, more people would read it, and give me praise for my articulation. I revised the truth so many times until finally, it hit me. It was hard work to become the person I am now, not being articulate or having praise. Therefore, the truth as it happened is what I will write about. When I was young the world was not a safe place for me. The prominate person in my life in charge of protecting me failed to do her job. Everyday I faced my offender alone, and I was alone. I had no one there to abandone common sense and dignity on my behalf, there were only three people in my world... and they were Christopher, Toni and me. Everyday was a nightmare coated with happiness yet full of pain, and betrayal. When I got older and began telling my story I started receiving special treatment. Some
Her Letter And A Mystery
Asking me to forgive her. She broke this heart years ago, But realized years later. She has written "I was like intoxicated , Not understanding your love. I'm sorry for each moment, I have made your life tough." "I have never forgotten you" This line was so exciting. I remembered our English class, Reading her hand writing. She expects things to be the same, But sorry it is too late. When I was adoring her, she was learning how to hate. Today, her letter was ripped, Now she is a history. Because the end of our pure love, Yet for me, is a mystery. *** this is based on a letter i recieved yesterday from unexpected person....
Her Last Breath
Dark Fantasy, rape,Death Toweling herself off, Lindsay stepped from the shower and stood in front of the full-length mirror mounted on the wall. Using a fresh towel wrap her damp shoulder-length brown hair in, she gazed into the mirror. “God I look like shit!” Lindsay silently exclaimed to herself. In reality, Lindsay was strikingly beautiful. Now working on her second year of post-graduate studies, this 23 year-olds’ body was stunning. Standing exactly five feet tall, she weighed a petite yet muscular 95 pounds. Raising her perfectly toned arm to her face, Lindsay used her delicate fingers to stretch the skin next to her eye, attempting to smooth out barely noticeable wrinkles forming around her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she again spoke aloud, “I really gotta stop these long ass days!” referring to the full class load and part-time job she worked. As her mind raced through the litany of chores and Christmas shopping awaiting her tomorrow, she slowly blotted her delicate
Her Life In Seasons.... A Poem Written For My Daughter Hillary Elise
HER LIFE IN SEASONS You were born and it was spring the roses were bright red and wore just enough dew to glisten The sun had arisen and shaun the brightest in creation you were a little girl and it was summer sounds of laughter abounded the cool breeze blew through our hair and left the scent of jasmine lingering You were grownig into a lady and it was fall the leaves changing rapidly from green to red to brown The winter came , the trees were bare as my heart the chill came and cracked my soul and you were gone The sweet memories of you linger sweetly Copyright 2005 Marcie Caudell
Her Lips...
Her Love Sweet Kisses
her love sweet kisses, real kisses the real feel of love feel on, feed on the real feel of love below me above me behind me all around me heart starts to pound walls all come down as passion surrounds i get high - i fall down i'm so glad you're around i land on the ground as your arms surround me and save me again and again... through a cycle of passion through a cycle of pain whatever will we do whatever may we gain the heat never wavers your love's always safe you're such a lovely neighbor don't ever go away...
Her Lonely Soulby
Her Lonely Soul At the midnight, When the trees scream with angriness, and the night looks horrible. When silence becomes her fear, and darkness is what she feels. When loneliness takes her soul, and grab her heart to break it all. There she stands, Staring at the gloomy sky, with shadows surrounding her mind. Wishing she could fly so high, so no one can hear her cry. Thinking if someone could erase her past, and give her faith that forever could last. There she cries, Wondering why the sadness in her eyes stole the beauty of her life. She wished her tears would be lost in the rain so she can find the way to happiness again. She wanted hope so she can smile and change her terrible world for a while. There he came, Holding a red rose in his hand and bringing her the joy to her life. He dried her tears & wiped them away. He told her 'forever with you I'll stay'. He promised to never let her cry, as long as he'll be there for her tell he dies.
Her Love Is Killing Me
In the small hours of the morning When the world is cold and still I hear you calling out my name In the early morning chill Giving in to superstition doesn't help my lonelyness all I can see around my mind is a chilling, killing darkness My heart cries out to find my love The one ment just for me I am so blind without her can't someone help me to see When the game is played out and I see the makers eye still in the cold and darkness It will be my time to die
Her Love Is Killing Me Part 2
I know I don't deserve her To her life I can only give pain and doubt and misery and that's no way to live So I'll go on being what I am and Love her from afar And every night before I sleep I'll wish upon a star Not for her love to guide me But for a life of love May she forever be happy I'll ask the maker above
Her Life.
She wipes the mascara that is trailing down her face. Puts on her coat and steps out in the pouring rain. Goes down to the local bar to have a few drinks. Trying to forget the hurt and wash away the pain. Thinking about the years that passed her by. She takes a shot of whiskey and wonders why? What has she done to deserve this life? Looking for answers that may help bide her time. If she doesn't change she'll end up broke and all alone. Wandering the streets a name without a home. Tossed about like leaves in a western wind. Wanting it to end, cause she cant remember where it began. Isn't it sad the people around her can't hear the cries. She is reaching out for help with no end in sight. Her thoughts are numb and she is fading very fast. All of this is caused by her unstable past. The pain she feels eats her up on the inside. Like a disease it will slowly take her life. This girl will only do what she knows best. Just one more night of lonely emptiness. Sh
Her Life
I know a girl Who writes her poems. She writes for a guy, She writes to show him That she loves him With all that she is And the times they spent together Is something she misses. From her heart Her poems are written. Written for him and only him. She doesn't think she has what he wants In her eyes perfection lies in him. She'll do anything she can To bring happiness to this man. She'll go as far as to die 'Cause in her mind is the lie That says he wants her dead. She'll do it for him but He wants her to live instead. Her life is still precious As it always was Before she lost all hope. It will always be this precious To more than one person. Although she's loved and lost Her life must still go on.
Her Lust
I love to see her. Caught up in her lust. It drugs her like an ether, till finish it she must. I love to hear her. Speak in tongues of love. Every time I'm near her, her voice I can't get enough of. I love to smell her. Breathe in her womanly scent. Forcing me to quell her, with a lust that's gone unspent. I love to taste her. On my tongue and on my lips. Pertaining to her pleasure, my own it does eclipse. I love to feel her. With my hands and so much more. By my touch, she says I heal her, her aches I can't ignore. Yes I love to see her. As she allows only me to do. She told me that I helped free her, she freed me so I guess it's true.
Her Last Goodbye
Stared blankly into his eyes, an emptyness of pure suprise, no heart to hear, No love to feel, only the emptyness of what was real. A black soul reaped fear. HAvock and chaos.. shreaded the thoughts, Not even a tear was left to drop. She leaned in, her lips shined in the moonlight, a gloss upon them.. As her lips touched his, instantly it was filled with betrayal, Her lips were poison, her lips were a deadly goodbye.. She smirks lightly as she turns to walk away.. after a few steps she looks back over her shoulder, to watch him quickly fall to his fait.. She smiled upon him, as he slowly fell to his knees, she watched him fade into the shadows, The shadows that he always pushed her to be. once a man stood in his shoes, tearing down the helpless, but now lays her demon.. into the shadows. His last thougth as he fadded, "what if" Her torment was fianlly gone, and the demon, was where he belonged..
Her Love
the time has run through my mind and with her love i am defined by the mind, body and soul no longer a hole a void to fill because her love seems so real so strong that it puts my heart into a tight hold but never again will i have to be so cold never again will i not be so bold her love gives me the strength of ten men that can love the most no longer in this game of love will i be a ghost but a man to the most a lover in her arms a partner by her side a shoulder when she needs to cry
Her Lovers Touch
Her breath came in short bursts as she gripped the bed with her free hand. Her pussy ached to be filled like it had been earlier. There was nothing she liked more than having Jason stretches her to her limits. She tossed the vibe onto the bed as her fingers greedily sought out her puffy pink lips. Instantly, two of her fingers parted them and forced deep inside her. She was so lost in her own pleasure that she did not even hear him return home. He stood there in the doorway wearing just a pair of denim shorts as he watched in amazement as his horny little slut masturbated. He ran his hand over the growing bulge in his shorts, his eyes remaining glued to her. She slipped a third finger inside, spreading her cunt even wider as her hips began to buck. She let out a loud moan as her eyes clenched shut. He took a couple of steps back as he unzipped his pants quietly as not to alert her to his presence. Her fingers speedily moved in and out of her sweet little hole as a torrent of moans
Her Love
Her Love:     Her heart sings one of love's simply songs   This song, is a dedication to only our love A woman's love is the greatest gift to man   It's everything I can imagine and dream of.  Her love is the pages deep inside my heart   To an open book only for her eyes to read Her love, fulfills all of my deepest desires   She has brought to life, all of my heart.  Her beauty is a reflection of the moonlight   Her eyes is a constellation to my night sky Her touch has the tenderness of rose petals   And her soft voice is that of an angels sigh.
Her Last Breath
dark crimson blood dripping from the corner of the bed still warm as is the lifeless body which lays there but a few minutes before hand her heart was rapidly beating excited to be with this man, the one she had been dating for the past month this was to be their first time,.... it wasn't suppose to be her last breath!
Her Lost Soul
To feel to deeply is to open her soul to self destruction is to expose her heart to more pain, to risk shattering there is one from whom she hides no longer and from those who she once shared her everything with she once again hides, defends and guards against them whereas this one soul is linked, intertwined with hers to once again be cherished and protected to once again feel the care from another it is in his shadow she now resides until the time comes for her to cast all shadows aside (BY xox wickedghost)
Her Love
She is your place of comfort when you are scared   Her smile can take your breath away   She is the warm and loving  light that takes the  darkness away   Her eyes like diamonds   For everytime you look you lose yourself in them   She has the power to stop your world with her love which is  strong and pure   For who ever she may chose is blessed for sure  
The Hermetic Brotherhood Of Luxor
The Charter The charter of the Ancient and Noble Order of H. B. of L. which was signed: "M. Theon, Grand Master pro temp of the Exterior Circle," contains high principles and important data: "We recognize the eternal existence of the Great Cause of Light, the invisible center whose vibrating soul, gloriously radiant, is the living breath, the vital principle of all that exists and will ever exist. It is from this divine summit that goes forth the invisible Power which binds the vast universe in an harmonious whole." "We teach that from this incomprehensible center of Divinity emanate sparks of the eternal Spirit,which,after accomplishing their orbit, the great cycle of Necessity, constitute the sole immortal element of the human soul. Accepting thus the universal brotherhood of humanity, we reject, nevertheless,the doctrine of universal quality." "We have no personal preferences and no one makes progress in "the Order without having accomplished his assigned task thereby in
Hermeticism: A Magickal/occult Definition
Defining Hermeticism Defining Hermeticism is not easy. It is a little like trying to define religion, or art. One could say that Hermeticism is the Wisdom Tradition of the West, an esoteric tradition not necessarily limited to any one religion or mystical path, and that embraces both the theoretical and the practical. The following are two overlapping yet quite different approaches to and definitions of Hermeticism; the magickal/occult and the academic. Of course, Hermeticism is not necessarily limited to these definitions. The diagram above is modified from a diagram on a Hermetic Fellowship page - external linkThe Opening of the Ways to the Hermetic Temple. The various circles represent the variety of spiritual Paths in the Western Esoteric Tradition. Clockwise from the top you have Theurgy, Qabalah, Rosicrucianism, Gnosticism, Grail Quest, Alchemy, Wiccan and NeoPaganism (pentagram), and the Ancient Mystery Religions (ankh).
Hermaphrodite
After the woman gave birth to a baby, her doctor stood solemnly at her bedside. "I have something I must tell you about your baby.." "What's wrong?" the alarmed mother asked. "Your baby is a hermaphrodite." "What's that?" "It means your baby has both male and female parts." "Oh my God!" the woman exclaimed. "You mean he has a penis and a brain?"
Her Master's Cabin Part 1..
Her Masters cabin part 1.. Have you ever wanted someone so much, that you could taste their flesh from only picturing them in your mind? Savor the sweat off their body, without ever being near them? Feel them penetrating deep inside you, from only their words in a letter? From the very moment she opened the first email, his essence spoke aloud to her. Never, had some ones words affected her in such a profound manner. Pulling, at the core fibers of her animalistic nature, bearing in and clawing ever so deeply to be freed. So much so, that her very stance changed as she read it. The pulsating of her clit enticed her away from the letter. Begging for her fingers to reciprocate, to fulfill the release of the gift that had grown from inside her. Without hesitation or even regard for where she was at, Celeste, sitting at her desk, reached up under her skirt past her now soaked thong and began gliding her fingers across her now slick wet clit. She slid further down in her office chai
Her Masters Cabin.. Part 2 (18+)
Her Masters Cabin part 2. "Yes Sir, i understand", the tears continued to flow from behind the blindfold onto her cheeks Her body was shaking, not only from the cold water that was pelting her exposed flesh but also from the gift that threatened to break free. The tears were still flowing, down her cheeks from beneath the blindfold; as he turned the waters force up a bit more. With that, Celeste let out a scream that echoed throughout the cabin. Oh, how that pleased him to hear her scream, as she struggled to hold the gift as ordered. As her body shook like a marionette, whom puppeteer had drank three cups of coffee and took a handful of speed. Keeping up the pace, he manipulated the waters flow, directing it back and forth, from her burning clit, to her tight red button. Her marionettes dance changed to jerking motions, as a deep growl came from deep inside her body. Roaring out of her, just before her pleading screams, Pleeease Master oh pleeeease. No was his only
Her Mirror
She looks in the mirror And she sees a girl who’s cried too many tears The mirror shows all The mirror is alive for eternal The mirror never lies The mirror will never die But as this girl looks into the mirror She feels envy so she cries many tears The girl wants to be like the mirror She wants to overcome the feeling of fear But as she looks into the mirror She see’s the mirror has many tears The girl feels normal Like everyone else who are plain and dull She feels the feeling of cheerfulness But it doesn’t last yet she feels honor fulness She feels grateful that the mirror is here Even if the mirror is only her reflection that is full of tears She loves this mirror The mirror with many fears She loves this mirror The mirror with many tears This mirror it never lies This mirror it never dies This mirror has an amazing soul This mirror better than coal This mirror she loves this mirror This mirror makes her fear vanish just lik
Her Mind
We all unfolding gently beneath to your one loving touch Becoming we let wholeness breath and our petals free and the Awareness and Sweet fragrant Spirit touching senses into life Wisdom is truly Giving beauty back to the universe in Knowing Each petal, sweet miracle of life Oneness We are hues of color, yet one in Spirits blossom
Her Majesty,the Sky
Dazzling Day, takes leave, and turns slowly towards the door, she moves with unhurried grace, her illumination dimming, fading .... dipping, until her light is seen no more. Her sister, Night, enters stealthily, pinning her dark majestic cloak, across the silent skies a myriad luminescent lights cast a prismatic glow, through her threadbare cloak, now long weathered by the aeons past. She provides cover, for immense possibilities, not as heartless as her pale sister, Dark, yet she pulses with surges of passion, Moon, her now full and rounded face, shines gently, with ease and grace, Lighting the way in corners dark, where beings fear to go, Her hope and courage, upon the earth bestowed. Let's repose in her mellow light, beneath this skyscape art, relish in her beauty, engulfed in her magical power, Free to love at last !
......... Her Majesty .......
Dark beauty, Egyptian queen, May you continuously reign! Beauty admired, Personality desired, Aroused curiosity, Destined to love, Created to hold, Imperfections complement your perfection. No misdirection, Just love and affection, A beauty queen, Destined diva, So deviate from the norm. Palm in palm, Call me your man, A fascinated human being. Compelled to love, Gracious as a swan, The reason there is dust and dawn. Sweeter then custard crème, A pleasure to hear my name, Say it slowly, Draw me inn, Compelled to speak, But am speechless, Never being touched like this. Heavenly bliss, Reconfigure my mind but it just rewinds, Time after time, Am possessed by an angel. Her range to extensive, Unable to classify, Romancing eyes, chocolate skin, Drawing me inn, An everlasting picture painted. Turns writing to a sin, A beautiful grin, More vic
Herman James
Fifty-one years ago, Herman James, a North Carolina mountain man, was drafted by the Army. On his first day in basic training, the Army issued him a comb. That afternoon the Army barber sheared off all his hair. On his second day, the Army issued Herman a toothbrush. That afternoon the Army dentist yanked seven of his teeth. On the third day, the Army issued him a jock strap. The Army has been looking for Herman for 51 years.
Her Man
I'm gonna change my ways of 'doin things around here I'm turning over a new leaf ,gonna get my self in gear 'Cause I've got a women whos better then most, and I've made a mess of her plains Starting today ,all I'm gonna be is her man 'Cause I've been a wild catter, and a go-go getter Been an S.O.B. right down to the letter I've had misadventures, I've even got pictures I'm even more than I can stand But startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man I'm gonna give it all back, cause all I've done is take Well I've put her on the back burner while I was out on the make But I've got a woman who's good enough to give me A second chance again And startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man 'Cause I've been a wild catter, and a go-go getter Been an S.O.B. right down to the letter I've had misadventures, I've even got pictures I'm even more than I can stand But startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man I'm a little bit late but I'm wisin` up Now I'm takin` her by
A Hermit
Why I am typing a blog I have no clue. I have no life except for work. I go to work and come home. OOh, some day to look forward to. Sure it helps me survive, but what is life without friends? Of course I have roommates, just like me. They stay behind the doors in their room, being anti-social. I'm normally in a good mood. I tend to just ignore everything. How do you ignore feeling lonely? I get out and walk the streets, but I just blend in with the scenery... I am just tired of being a hermit. I need to get out more.
Hermetic Order Of The Golden Dawn
http://www.hermeticgoldendawn.org/index.shtml "The Golden Dawn system of magic is not a religion, although religious imagery and spiritual concepts play an important role in its work. The Golden Dawn was designed by its founders to be an Hermetic Society dedicated to the philosophical, spiritual, and psychic evolution of humanity. It was also designed to be a school and a repository of knowledge, where students learned the principles of occult science and the various elements of western philosophy and magic. Tolerance for all religious beliefs was stressed, and symbolism used within the G:.D:. came from a variety of religious sources. Today, people from many diverse religious paths consider themselves practicing Golden Dawn magicians--including Neopagans, Gnostics, Jews, and Christians." (taken directly from site) The New Reformed Orthodox Order Of The Golden Dawn is a Wiccan tradition that began 1967 with a group of friends who were students at San Francisco State College. They
Hermetic Order Of The Golden Dawn
http://www.hermeticgoldendawn.org/index.shtml "The Golden Dawn system of magic is not a religion, although religious imagery and spiritual concepts play an important role in its work. The Golden Dawn was designed by its founders to be an Hermetic Society dedicated to the philosophical, spiritual, and psychic evolution of humanity. It was also designed to be a school and a repository of knowledge, where students learned the principles of occult science and the various elements of western philosophy and magic. Tolerance for all religious beliefs was stressed, and symbolism used within the G:.D:. came from a variety of religious sources. Today, people from many diverse religious paths consider themselves practicing Golden Dawn magicians--including Neopagans, Gnostics, Jews, and Christians." (taken directly from site) The New Reformed Orthodox Order Of The Golden Dawn is a Wiccan tradition that began 1967 with a group of friends who were students at San Francisco State College. They
Herman Started His Carriere With Cuby And The Blizzards .....
Hermes
Hermes Angel have mercy. As the quicksilver is running up my spine. Deep and down, I am so alone. Pushing and pulling, I am in my own all out war. A demon within, I am in love with the sin. I'm trying to be a good man. If only I could feel love again. It's me, myself and I. In my world, I am god. It's all I have. The quiet choas. The fake smiles. Forcing the pretty lies. Life goes on. It's all strife. Pull out another knife. And I am back where I started. I go back into my black. Love the dark clouds. The deep down dark thoughts. By day I worship the sun, and Apollo. Never bow down. But I live for the night. Speed, theives and pranks. Just like Hermes. The dead poets. Mix it up in choas.
The Hermit I Am.....becoming?
You, too, may have met your hermit, or perhaps something else equally marvelous. Maybe it was a rock, a tree, a star, or a beautiful sunset. The hermit is the Buddha inside of you. --Thich Nhat Hanh, The Hermit and the Well Hell is other people. --Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit To drift like a dead leaf fallen from the tree and taken up by the wind, knowing not if the wind carries you or if you are carrying the wind ... -- Michel Jourdan (French hermit writer) I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it pauses, And the silence of a man and a maid, And the silence for which music alone finds the word, And the silence of the woods before the winds of spring begin, And the silence of the sick When their eyes roam about the room. And I ask: For the depths Of what use is language? ... -- Edgar Lee Masters: [from his poem] Silence About three hundred years ago, an Indian chief said to the governor of Pennsylvania: "We l
Herman Brood And His Wild Romance
Herman Altman
Did I follow Truth wherever she led, And stand against the whole world for a cause, And uphold the weak against the strong? If I did I would be remembered among men As I was known in life among the people, And as I was hated and loved on earth. Therefore build no monument for me, And carve no bust for me, Lest, though I become not a demi-god, The reality of my soul be lost, So that thieves and liars, Who were my enemies and destroyed me, And the children of thieves and liars, May claim me and affirm before my bust That they stood with me in the day of my defeat. Build me no monument Lest my memory be perverted to the uses Of lying and oppression. My lovers and their children must not be dispossed of me; I would be the untarnished possession forever Of those for whom I lived.
Herman's Coleslaw
Herman's Coleslaw 1 (4 lb) head of cabbage 2 medium onions 1/2 cup plus 2 tablespoons sugar 1 cup cider vinegar 1 teaspoon dry mustard 2 teaspoons salt 1 teaspoon celery seed 1/2-3/4 cup salted oil 1 clove garlic, minced Shred cabbage and onions. Cover with the 1/2 cup sugar. Set aside. Boil vinegar, 2 tablespoons sugar, mustard, salt and celery seed. Pour over cabbage while hot. Add grated carrots or dices pimientos for color. Add garlic and salted oil. Let set for 24 hours. Serve cold.
[hermit]
I'm feeling very cut off with no YIM (primary means of talking to me for the last 10 years) and character count max's on my Ps3. All my favorite music is on the computer, live and downloaded. I dunno how to stream a station on this thing!! Point is, we're very issolated and very cold. And very low on food here. Send help, or a pc technician. At least I'm not hurt or anything, but that's about all that's left that can go wrong. Broke, freezing, lonely, and going crazy from poor lit rooms and hours spent in issolation. Wish there was a blizzard so there was a REAL reason for all this. But what's really on my mind? Relationships, or rather, the absence of one. My interview in 36 hours (and yes my sleep schedule is STILL all shitted up) and what else? Boredom and talking to myself in general. I don't want to talk on the phone, and I prefer im's to texts. My hermit world closed in more. If I had money I'd probably spend all day at a coffee bar not meeting anyone. That's about my speed, you
Her Mom
In another blog I wrote about Sandy, This is about her mom Terry. Terry was 33 (she had Sandy when she was 15) and had two other daughters ages 16 & 14 and a son 12. I went to their house one afternoon to pick up Sandy and Terry told me that she wasn't there but would be back in little while, she went to get the kids. Terry was wearing a bathrobe and drinking from a bottle of wine. She invited me in to wait. I sat in a chair in livingroom and Terry flopped down on the sofa. When she did her robe came open a little and it appeared that she wasn't wearing much under it if she was wearing anything at all. There was some soft porn movie on tv and Terry started to touch herself lightly. Between the movie and her I was getting a little turned on so dropped my hand to my crotch and gave it a little squeeze. Terry sat up, letting the robe all the way and asked me if I saw anything I like. I said "yeah" and she began to finger her pussy and pinch her nipples. Terry then said I could take
Her Master
She rolls over and lays on stomach on bed wearing her pink and black corset, waiting on him. He climbs up behind her pulling her head up and tilting her neck slightly and sinking his fangs into her neck. She arches back in pleasure and lets out a soft moan into his ear. He sinks his fangs in deeper drawing and drinking her blood letting his hands slide slowly down her body caressing her softly and slowly. She moans softly in his ear, "where do you want me?" He pulls her up turning her to face him as he pulls her closer. He sinks his fangs back deep into her neck as he lays her back on the bed. He pulls out a nylon cord and binds her hands to the bed posts. He pulls back and slowly makes his way slowly down her body and pulling out more nylon cord and binds her legs apart. He whispers to her, "hush and enjoy what you are about to get my love." He comes back up to her neck licking and sucking gently letting his hands slide down pulling her corset down a little exposeing her breasts. He m
Her Mask
  Eyes glisten and smiles shine The mask of her heart's design A shell to simply hold what's inside   It gets deeper as the tide flows The pool of tears now grows If I can find it, there is a drain But she gasps for air as her lungs strain I See her now for who she is to me Break this shell and her heart will be free For in that moment the flood will subside The smile is no longer her mask, but the truth inside
Hermann-grima House
Hermann-Grima House   The Hermann-Grima Historical House - Location: 820 St. Louis Street, New Orleans, Louisiana 70116.     Manifestations: * Pleasant, cordial ghosts, with southern manners live here and do their best to help the living, who they graciously share this house with. Obviously, they are pleased with the renovation job done on their precious home. Caretakers find that these unseen presences like to scatter fragrant rose and lavender around the rooms to freshen and air. * On cold winter mornings, the living often find that the ghosts have lit the fireplaces to warm the rooms, and keep them cozy. Still Haunted? Yes. These manifestations are still happening.
The Hermann-grima Historical House
The Hermann-Grima Historical House 820 St. Louis Street, built in 1831, HERMANN-GRIMA HOUSE is one of the most significant residences in New Orleans. This handsome Federal mansion with its courtyard garden boasts the only horse stable and functional 1830s outdoor kitchen in the French Quarter. Painstakingly restored to its original splendor through archaeological studies and careful review of the building contract and inventories, the museum complex accurately depicts the gracious lifestyle of a prosperous Creole family in the years from 1830 to 1860. On October 15, 1850, Mrs. Albert Grima died in the Hermann-Grima h
Hermit Crabs For Sale
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Her Mom
In another blog I wrote about Sandy, This is about her mom Terry. Terry was 33 (she had Sandy when she was 15) and had two other daughters ages 16 & 14 and a son 12. I went to their house one afternoon to pick up Sandy and Terry told me that she wasn't there but would be back in little while, she went to get the kids. Terry was wearing a bathrobe and drinking from a bottle of wine. She invited me in to wait. I sat in a chair in livingroom and Terry flopped down on the sofa. When she did her robe came open a little and it appeared that she wasn't wearing much under it if she was wearing anything at all. There was some soft porn movie on tv and Terry started to touch herself  lightly. Between the movie and her I was getting a little turned on so dropped my hand to my crotch and gave it a little squeeze. Terry sat up, letting the robe all the way and asked me if I saw anything I like. I said "yeah" and she began to finger her pussy and pinch her nipples. Terry then said I could take jac
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Her Master
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A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness,Her beliefs hidden from most.Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown.Wondering where her place is in this life,She has come close to sharing herself,Never completely revealing anything to anyone,Feelings of invisible chains corner her,When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes,Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp,She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world,At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears,But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out,She roams day by day, playing roles,Strength unknowingly resides in her,History repeats itself once again,The translucent veil she so proudly wears,Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside,One day there will be no more mask for her to wear,One day her beliefs will be known,One day she'll know her place in this life,One day she will share herself,ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE
Hernandez, Mother Of 18, A Tireless Worker
Elena Mireles Hernandez, who died in Greeley on Aug. 17 at age 87, was a mother to 18 children she raised with a firm hand, a warm heart and high expectations. Born Aug. 18, 1918, in Doctor Arroyo, Nuevo Leon, Mexico, in the chaos of the Mexican Revolution, Hernandez was less than a year old when her young parents carried her across the border to Texas. She was so small, she could fit inside a shoebox. Her grandparents, who later told her that Mexican outlaw Pancho Villa once robbed them, raised Hernandez. They lived frugally, relying on a horse-drawn wagon for transportation. As soon as she was old enough, Hernandez joined her grandparents in field work and other jobs. She learned to play the accordion and earned extra money playing in Texas cantinas before marrying Bernardo Hernandez. She was a strict Catholic who kept a container of holy water in her bedroom and displayed statues of the Virgin of Guadalupe and other patron saints. "Moma was Catholic and didn't believe
Her Needs
Her day begins with the need to wake him with her gentle soft touch, to arouse him to the day. The day beginning with her sweet touch, and her great need to please. To gently but urgently kiss every inch of him, but only if that is what he wishes, for him to know that her mouth is there to give him divine pleasure, either in a kiss or wrapped around his gorges cock, or simply to whisper sweet nothings in his ear. She draws him into her soul with her passion and her need to please! Her mouth is a very pleasing toy, for him to use, as he can search out and reach some of his desires, to hear and crave her seductive voice sending sweet messages of love, begging and pleading for more, to feel the sweet seduction, to use her sweet mouth to suck him into the ecstasy of her sensuous sucking and loving mouth with her tongue as a divine tool use to explore his valleys and curves, lapping up his sweet juices as he spills them out generously for her taste, to feel and to consume. Her sweet lips
Her Name Was Undisclosed,.but I Loved Her So
Her name? Undisclosed, but she had this tale of woe... Trust, was for her, was oh heck no.. This would be her downfall or heel of achilles.. her heart was cold,..her stare? Indeed chilly!.. This would be her portrait, but then I'd discover.. I was only one,..and there was another.. I could question why but I'd get no answer.. Should I love or leave,...I'd get no answer,, Some say love is a seed and from it a rose.. Have I love's seeds? The world may never know.. Of my pain,..of my plight.... my risings late at night..... Far be it,....i must complain,... of the host with the undisclosed name... I suppose her''s was an episode of unbridled lusts.. He was jovial and carefree,..musts was enough.. Listen,..I'd suppose you'd listen, but to whom do I speak? Love was given away to him last week.. Ah,. to dispair,. allude to I don't care.. Only to be caught unawares,...somewhere out there.. Leave or stay? Love is still gone away... Its meticulous to
" Her Name Was_______ "
(This girl broke my heart, so i wont write, her pretty name) My love was kind, my love was true, Her heart was broken, while mine was blue. Her tears were real, my words said thruth, My love comeback, cause, i, need, you. Her name was _______, that was her name. That does not matter. If she's far away. I pray the day, that she comes back, So, that, I can love her, until time stops. My friend is love, my enemy is time. My love was true, my love was kind. Her name was _______, that was her name. But i could only, be her friend. Until i lost her. On that day, I hadn't seen, my big mistake. To love her not, to love her so, Those were the roads, in wich to look. I chose to love her, but too late, And now she's gone, and far away. She was the "one" that got away. Her name was _______, that was her name. I lie here saddened and distraught And all i do, is-whisper-her-name...
Her Names Fits Her Very Well
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Her Name...
Her Name… The wash of the water against the rain soaked glass Slithering down the surface to cascade against the Windowpane Whisper of wind as it lifts the chiffon from the window sill quiet clink of the silver spoon against the tea cup of honey sweet jasmine a tendril of curls lies softly along the line of gentle lovely cheeks A smile curves the line of a dimple And as she smiles so does the sun Scattering the clouds, ending the rain. Her husband looks on from the kitchens edge Gazing longingly, lovingly at his wife Looking at the fulfillment of his life He calls her name... Love
Her Nightmare....
She lay there in her bed trying to go to sleep. Thoughts of someone who was far away running through her mind when she felt the bed move. He had come to her. She knew what this meant. He wanted to be pleased. She lay there motionless praying to herself that he would not do it thinking she was asleep. She felt him touch her and her skin crawled for she knew there was no way out. She moved and shrugged off his touch and uttered "No". He dominated her and took what he had wanted. She laid there as if she were a doll. Never making a sound. Never flinching and hardly breathing. She had pushed him away to tell him no just as many times as the word had left her mouth. When that did not work she played dead thinking he would loose interest if she didn't respond to him. He overpowered her and began to take her body for his own. At first he was on top of her thrusting deep and hard into her. She felt him start to throb and thought "Dear God please make it be over." He stopped and pulled out of h
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Her Night
I heard a long time ago that turnabout is fair play - only thing is, in this case, it really isn't. I wanted to thank her for responding so thoroughly to my needs, but really, the difference is: I love the taste of her - she is so damn sweet on my tongue I don't need to feed her pineapple - to pleasure her is a pleasure for me, so we can never be even. Well, I tried, anyway. The Phoenix Suns were in a playoff game, but I kept the TV off. Served her dinner, poured her wine, took her by the hand and led her to the sofa. Yeah, I'm a sap, a sucker, sometimes even an ass (and I'm willing to take the heat from Carter and the boys) but, damn - even her feet are sexy. I washed them, massaged them, careful not to tickle - then her calves, then her soft and lovely thighs. I've heard it called a pussy, a mound, the kitty, the pink, a more clinical vagina - but let's just call it "fine dining". My kisses made her flinch a little, my tongue cause
Her Name
You wrote your name upon her thigh And looked at me. I wondered why You hurt me so. What demon drew You on to be so not like you? Sometimes it seems you want to cause Me grief, as if to test the loss Of me, to see how much sweet pain You need to feel alive again. I love you, yet I fear a love In which my function is to prove Repeatedly you cannot lose The thing you want but cannot choose. I stay in hopes that you will see Someday you cannot hope to be Both fully loved and fully free, For love comes only mutually
Her Name
I see my Tragedies through the broken glass of my frozen dreams that cover broken lies within my words are things miss said and now I weep in my regrets in my regrets her smile her face her name always haunting her smile her face her name lost to memory These are my tragedies to a heart gone deaf of the apathy that spells my destiny any now I lay sifting through the pain weeping in all my regrets in my regrets
Her Need, His Question, Their Love
As they sat there watching television she glanced down at the foot of the couch where he was sitting. She loved looking at him. To her every bit of him was something beautiful to look at and take in. She never tired of taking those looks; the ones that made him turn to her and ask “what” like she wanted something. She did, she wanted him, and she always wanted him. He stirred feelings inside her that scared her and excited her. The love she fought but now allowed was amazing. She would look at him and wonder if she stirred anything remotely close to that in him. He looked so handsome sitting there and she wanted to touch him and feel his touch so bad. As she stared she felt a tingle between her legs. A yerning to once again have him inside her. To feel his hands on her body and his lips pressed against hers. She could feel the moisture build within her. She had to touch. Slowly, trying to go unnoticed she reached between her legs and brushed her mound over her shorts. Her body reac
Her Nickname Is Wet Wet
1) Are your parents married or divorced? divorced 2) Vegetarian? yess i am and proud =P 3) Heaven? my sis n gparents are there!! 4) Come close to dying? naw 5) What jewelry do you wear? my gauges, nipple rings, tongue ring..sometimes a necklace or more earrings 6) Are you eating? nope 7) Do you eat the stems of broccoli? mhmmm 8) Makeup? not on at the moment... 9) Virgin? nope 10) Would you ever have plastic surgery? nope 11) What do you wear to bed? usually shorts n a tank..or nada lol 12) Have you ever done anything illegal? plenty 13) Can you roll your tongue? yup 14) Pluck your eyebrows? yup 15) What kind of watch(es) do you wear? none 16) Abortion? never. 17) Hair color? brown at the moment ha 18) Future child's name? zackary noah or jaden ari 19) Do you snore? when im sick..ya kno..lol 20) If you could go anywher
Her New Position
She knocked on his door then peeked in to see him with his back to her talking on his cell phone, wearing dark blue dress pants, a very nicely cut blue dress shirt and as he turned around...a silk tie. He was tall and nicely built. Broad shoulders and a smile that warmed her. Her breath was lost.He ushered her in, introducing herself as his new secretary. He scanned her face then worked his eyes down her curvy body. There was a look of approval, she thought, I'm acceptable as his secretary, she giggled inside. He took her hand and welcomed her to sit down. While he spoke, she was mesmorized by his lips. She had to pay attention, she kept telling herself as he told her how the office worked.How could this be her boss? She gulped and thought that she'd probably get fired. No ring on...she shook those thoughts out of her head and paid attention to him. Direct eye contact, batting her eyelashes at him and laughing as he told her a joke.He asked her to tell him a little about herself. As sh
Her Name Is Music
Her Name is Music “My name is Music…” were her only words …and the ballad of her voice filled the whole of my life with warm rains and gentle sunshine… Soft and supple Are her lips Against the wounds of my life Cradled within her healing song, Brilliant are the stars Over my calm waters, Fulfilled is my dream Of an endless spring day Through which she roams Like a breeze through the marigolds, A goddess, Heaven-made and infinite, The notes woven in her hair, A shower, I could never retreat from The caress of her renewing rain, Lifting me to the skies Of a birthing season, Embraced, With my strengthened arms Outstretched in harmonic time Towards the waltzing sun, Praying to remain In her melodic song, Reaching within To pull, From my humming spirit, The prismatic glow Of what overflows From my beating heart, Resurrected By the warm spring song, Erasing the nightmare Of an immortal winter storm…
Her Need's
She waits in the quiet darkness Her body still with anticipation Trying in vain to still her raging heart Swallowing hard, She hears the opening of the door Tensed muscles, strangled by her need The shape of her curves seeming to beg A soundless whisper, calling to his hand Touch Me, Set me on fire Taste my need And feed on my lust Like a moth to a flame His lips meet her's in a blaze of willed heat His strong arms pressing her gently Coaxing her down to the softness of the bed Brushing kisses down her neck They sting her skin, And consume her soul Her legs wrapped around his waist Pulling him closer into her Savage in her need to have him fill her She needs to feel him Needs to have him An unyielding desire, Urged on by his touch Pressed by his scent She aches with want Devoured by a primal instinct That threatens to drown her Steal her sanity And keep her captive Praying for her release Her eyes begging for his pity Arching her back he moves de
Her New Lover
Sitting in a dark room Bullets on the table Reflect the moonlight I feel unstable Cold and alone I don't care to be alive My heart as hollow As the barrel of my .45 I don't know what's wrong with me I guess it's everything I miss her laughter All I hear is silence ring I miss her soft lips And her sweet embrace Every night in my dreams I see her face I fell in love with her The first time that I met her Oh my God How can I forget her Her memory haunts me And it drives me insane Knowing that she's found a new love Cocaine  
Her Nightmare (very Dark)
She screams in pain as she is held down As he enters the screech gets louder Then he covers her mouth to make it silent And then she knew, the nightmare was beginning Half hour earlier he did nothing but scream Yelling for no reason, he strikes her mom She knew what he did, and yet she stayed silent Silent in fear of the worst, maybe the same, maybe not Hours go by, with no help or hope She is crying to the point she cannot breath All he does is go harder and is more violent With a bruised eye and welts, she lays in fear He is finally done with her just minutes to spare Her mom walks in the house and notices nothing She locks the door and turns her music on She cries and panics, lost and confused Weeks go by and the time comes near She for once wants it to come and is anxious Two more weeks go by and it never came The doctor told her, the news, she sits in pain She decides its time, time for revenge She tells her mom, but she doesn't believe So days go by, she waits for the time
Her Name Is Alice
Her Name is Alice: Shinedown (If I had a world of my own everything will be nonsense,Nothing will be what it is because everything will be what it isn't) I invite you to a world where there is no such thing as time And every creature lends themself to change your state of mind And the girl that chased the rabbit drank the wine and took the pill Has locked herself in limbo to see how it truly feels To stand outside your virtue No one can ever hurt you Or so they say Her name is Alice (Alice) She crawls into the window Through shapes and shadows Alice (Alice) And even though she is dreaming, she knows Sometimes that curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain And every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain And through the looking glass we see she's faithfully returned But now off with her head I fear is everyone's concern You see there's no real ending [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/shinedown-lyrics/her-name-is-alice-verse-1-lyrics.html ]Its only the beginning Come out a
Heros
Ask yourself this Question the next time you hear this. What and who are Heros? Heros are anything or any one. It can me a fire fighter, EMS, Police, Army man, someone next door. Heros are all around all you have to do is look. In Memory of all who died and helped 9/11 this is for you. people take a few mins and think about it. Remember the first question? What and Who are Heros? these men and women are Heros. If you see a Hero next time give them a hug or shake their hand and say thank you for being a Hero.
"hero"
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Heroin
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Heroin
Your Personality Is Like Heroin You're capable of the highest highs and the lowest lows. Addicted to feeling good, you'll do almost anything to avoid pain. People seek you out, even though you can be quite moody. They're hooked on you! What Drug Is Your Personality Like?
Heros
I JUST WANTED TO TAKE A MOMENT TO SAY HOW GRATEFUL I AM FOR ALL THOSE WHO SERVE THEIR COUNTRY AND NOT ONLY THE SOLDIERS, BUT THE AWESOME MEN AND WOMEN WHO MAKE UP OUR POLICE AND FIRE DEPARTMENTS. THIS FINE AMERICANS THAT PUT THEIR LIVES ON THE LINE EVERYDAY SO PEOPLE LIKE YOU AND CAN HAVE THE FREEDOMS WE TAKE FOR GRANTED. YOU MAY DISAGREE WITH OUR NATIONS POLITICS BUT DONT TAKE THAT OUT THE PEOPLE THAT DEFEND YOUR RIGHT TO SLANDER OUR GOVERNMENT. THOSE MEN AND WOMEN ARE THE TRUE HEROS OUR YOUTH SHOULD BE LOOKING UP, NOT OUR PROFESSIONAL ATHELTES OR CELEBERTIES. BUT NOW A DAYS WE ARE SO CAUGHT UP IN THE MASS MEDIA FANTASY WORLD WE HAVE CREATED THAT WE HAVE FORGOTTEN THE MEN AND WOMEN THAT THIS NATION SO GREAT. SO THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE A SOLDIER SHAKE HIS OR HER HAND THEY EARNED IT.
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Heros
Heroes
By Jared Jenkins In war, there are lives risked and lives taken Men and women giving their best to defend what they love They defend their country Their honor Their people Some call them soldiers Others call them heroes Our veterans have risked their lives for us They have lived through hell and fought with honor Many have killed And regret doing so For every life, there is a soul For every soul, there is a life For those who have died, we show great appreciation and remembrance For those who live, along with them live the horrific memories of battle Some, memories of defeat Some, memories of victory Our veterans were more than soldiers They were, and still are heroes
Heroes Die For Me
by Jamie Burns I am the flag I look down upon this land called America . I have been here since this great nation was formed, I have seen each battle fought I have seen the heroes die for me, for my country Thank you all those of you Who have kept me flying in the breeze Keeping this country united as one. Thank you those of you who have sacrificed your lives, Giving up all that I may still fly, Watching over the citizens of this nation. Thank you all those of you who have ever fought, I am ever grateful for you. You risked everything; you faced death each day, Faced fear, faced many terrible things. And because of you, my thank you's ring out, Filling the sky, echoing from the hills They find their way to the graveyards, And to all of you still living, You are a special kind of person. To anyone who has ever served this country, And to those serving today Thank you.
A Hero's Time To Call.
David Franklin Shepard THOMPSON VALLEY, Va. — David Franklin Shepard, 59, of Thompson Valley, died Wednesday, Nov. 29, 2006 at the VAMC in Salem, Va. Born June 15, 1947 in Tazewell, Va., he was a son of the late Frank and Lena Gillespie Shepard. He was of the Church of God faith and was a former Pastor of the Northside Church of God in Brunswick, Ga. and the Westside Church of God in Alma, Ga. Mr. Shepard was a United States Army veteran, serving in the Airborne Rangers; his service to his country included three tours in Vietnam, where he bravely endured being a Prisoner of War. Mr. Shepard was the recipient of the Vietnam Service Medal with three Bronze Stars; Vietnam Campaign Medal with 60 Device; Parachutist Badge; Army Commendation Medal; Combat Infantry Badge; Air Medal; Bronze Star Medal with one Oak Leaf Cluster and a Presidential Unit Citation among other notable awards and recognitions such as being the Soldier of the Year for the United States Army in 1974; he ended hi
Hero For A Day
Again Im in a state of shock at the way the world is working. its a tragedy everyday to turn on the television to see more lives lost domestic and foreign. from war to hate crimes to randoms acts of violence the world is in a sad state. the grief we bring upon ourselves is building up and the emotional dam is about to break releasing a flood of tears and broken hearted people. everyday another person dies in iraq or is attacked on the streets or is murdered over some stupid thing this is not the way the world should work. everyday we slip deeper into depression and the media is no helping hand with whats going on who can stand up and be the hero for the day i myself have been a hero for the day i once saved a girl from a suicide attempt after she got drunk at a party all the warning signs were in place just seemed that no one cared to notice we as people should be more empathetic in helping our fellow man and bringing kindness to the lives of those in need had it not been for me the mo
Heros
Heroes they come in all shapes and sizes Some are the people we normaly think of Doctors Nurses Firemen Police EMTs Soliders Some are even your families pet Then you read or hear on the news About the person who does something so out of character they they achive The title of HERO Yes heros come in all shapes and sizes ! So to all of them I RAISE MY HORN IN A SAULTE TO YOU HAIL THE HEROS! Caty
A Hero Has Gone Home
My grandfather has gone home. At about 6:30 this morning Jesus opened his arms and welcomed my grandfather. He has fought so hard in life with so many trials that would have killed others, but made him stronger in a sense...He was well loved, cherished, and a great man. May his soul rest in loving peace.
Heroes
Love the show but that isn't what this blog is actually about necessarily. What if you had a power or powers and you didn't have any idea about them? Doesn't have to be something off the charts as being invulnerable and never being able to die or being able to walk through solid objects. Something like you would see maybe you do have a split personality or you could hear someone else's thoughts? What if though, you have the ability to feel what other people feel. Not through touch, but what their emotional feelings are. Say someone is having a down day and you've been on the happy side but once you come in contact either through conversation or physically touching them that you start feeling down. There was nothing that you experienced or happened to you that would cause these new feelings except for the contact you had with this other person. What if I told you I was an empath? More to follow....
Heroes
We can't all be heroes. Somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by. - Will Rogers
Hero
I don't want to be a Hero. I don't want to ever let you down. No, I don't want to let you down. I can try to take you higher. But, I don't want to wear your broken crown. Ya know it brings me down. Don't think you'll ever understand me. I dont even understand me. Don't have the power to annoint you. And, I dont want to disappoint the fools no more ...the fools no more! I couldnt answer all your questions. And, if you're lost I couldn't find your way. I couldn't find your way. You know you have to face the music. You change your tune and don't know what to play. So, don't you run away. Everybodys talking crazy. Some think I am a dare and I maybe. I don't want to hear about it. Don't want to have to scream and shout at fools no more... the fools no more! So, I dont want to be a hero. Don't want to sit upon your crippled thone. I've got a life of my own. I am not your destination. Or a road that's gonna lead you home. So, baby please don't go.
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Heroes
This is a song about the Final Fantasy Series Smash 'em with your fist Shoot 'em with a gun Slice 'em with a sword Just do anything so they die Kick them in the face Knock them past third base Smack them so hard they never come back Heroes Smashing Villians, Bashing Bad Guys Noone dare get in their way Cos if they do Ha they will be destroyed Burn them with a fire Freeze 'em with an ice Shock them with a bolt They don't stand a chance Hit them with a summon A smacking is a-coming So that they know They aren't gonna survive Heroes Smashing Villians, Bashing Bad Guys Noone dare get in their way Cos if they do Ha they will be destroyed
Hero For A Day
I always wanted to make my mark. I desperately needed to feel like I had made a difference, even if only to break a record. I was never anything but a quarterback. I was never good at math. I didn't do so well in drama or art. I could throw a football. That was my gift. In Friday's game, we had the chance to win against the team that had been plaguing our honor for over ten years. Our school had never defeated theirs. The whole school came to every game, praying that just once they could go home feeling our pride as we finally beat the Tigers. The entire school had always been let down. In their own way, they believed in us. They saw hope in us. They needed to feel the joy with us. The joy of triumph. When we came into the 4th quarter, two things were happening. We were one pass away from winning, and I was about to break the record for passing yards in any high school quarterback. That record had been held, for over twenty years, by Harry Kurzman. With the whol
Her Or Me
You are with her But care bout us both Dont know where its going Things have been rocky She is the one you've been with Always thought you'd spend your life with But now Im in the picture And you dont know what you really want You're trying to work it out See if things are going to be ok Yet at the same time We are becoming closer Im sittin here Trying to figure out Who you really want Her or me I will never make you choose But I hope one day I wont have to That you will on your own Even if its her As long as your happy Its fine with me
Hero
What Marvel Hero Are You? The PunisherYou are a mere human being that has lost their will to survive.You choose to kill people in any way possible.Shooting them,welding them into peices,death by a papercut,you are ruthless.You always kill your prey. Take this test
"hero/heroine"
It's too late baby, there's no turning around I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud This is how I do When I think about you I never thought that you could break me apart I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart You want to get inside Then you need to get in line But not this time Cause you caught me off guard Now I'm running and screaming I feel like a hero and you are my heroine I won't try to philosophize I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes This is how I feel And its so so real I got a closet filled up to the brim With the ghosts of my past and the skeletons And I don't know why You'd even try But I won't lie You caught me off guard Now I'm running and screaming I feel like a hero and you are my heroine Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin? And I feel a weakness coming on Never felt so good to be so wrong Had my heart on lockdown And then you turned me around I'm feeling like a new born child
The Heroes Of Today...
So I was going through different news sites when I found something that I found to be rather heart warming... heroism from everyday people! First there was the guy who saved the teenager in the subway. So this 50 yr old father of 3 is standing on the subway platform with 2 of his children waiting on thier traim. Suddenly, the 19 yr old next to them goes into a seizure which toppled him onto the tracks in the path of an oncoming train. The quick thinking father jumps on top of this kid and rolls him between the rails just as the train operator seen the men on the rails and threw the e brake. Once the train came to a complete stop it was just inches above both the men. The second story is of a shoddy baby sitter and 2 heroes! A Bronx baby sitter apparently got distracted and a 3 yr old in her care climbed out of a 5th floor window!! He then fell through a gap to the fire escape below which was about 40 foot from the ground!!Well 2 men who were near seen the child dangling as he was tryin
Heros Lyrics
Heroes David Bowie I I will be king And you You will be queen Though nothing will Drive them away We can beat them Just for one day We can be Heroes Just for one day And you You can be mean And I I'll drink all the time 'Cause we're lovers And that is a fact Yes we're lovers And that is that Though nothing Will keep us together We could steal time Just for one day We can be Heroes For ever and ever What d'you say I I wish you could swim Like the dolphins Like dolphins can swim Though nothing Will keep us together We can beat them For ever and ever Oh we can be Heroes Just for one day I I will be king And you You will be queen Though nothing Will drive them away We can be Heroes Just for one day We can be us Just for one day I I can remember Standing By the wall And the guns Shot above our heads And we kissed As though nothing could fall And the shame Was on the other side Oh we can beat them For ever and ever Then
A Hero Stronger Than Superman
What would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice? At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story: Shay and
Heroes
Heroes starts again tonight... so excited! I am such a dork for graphic novels, so this show rocks my sox off!!! tell me if you like it/dislike it, etc... later
Hero ~ Mariah Carey
There's a hero If you look inside your heart You don't have to be afraid Of what you are There's an answer If you reach into your soul And the sorrow that you know Will melt away And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you It's a long road When you face the world alone No one reaches out a hand For you to hold You can find love If you search within yourself And the emptiness you felt Will disappear And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you Lord knows Dreams are hard to follow But don't let anyone Tear them away Hold on There will be tomorrow In time You'll find the way And then a h
Hero *enrique Iglesias8
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A Hero Commits Suicide
Death Of Traumatized Minn. Marine Came After Iraq (AP) Stewart, Minn. Jonathan Schulze tried to live with the nightmares and grief he brought home after serving as a U.S. Marine in Iraq, but it overwhelmed him. And he didn't get the help he needed to survive, his family claims. Two weeks ago, Schulze told a staff member at the VA hospital in St. Cloud, Minn., that he was thinking of killing himself and asked to be admitted, according to his father and stepmother, who accompanied him. They said he was told he couldn't be admitted that day. The next day, a counselor told him over the phone that he was No. 26 on the waiting list, his parents said. Four days later, Schulze committed suicide in his New Prague, Minn., home. He was 25.
Her Only Weakness. . .
"Mom, Why are you crying?" he asked his mom. "Because I'm a woman" she told him. "I don't understand." he said. His mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."..... Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason" was all his dad could say........ The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry... Finally he put in a call to GOD. When GOD got on the phone, the man said, "GOD, why do women cry so easily? GOD said....... When I made women she had to be special I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort.... I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children...... I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up and to take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining...... I gave her the sensiti
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Hero_ Song
There's a hero if you look inside your heart. You don't have to be afraid of what you are. There's an answer if you reach into your soul and the sorrow that you know will melt away. And then a hero comes along with the strength to carry on and you cast your fears aside and you know you can survive. So, when you feel like hope is gone look inside you and be strong and you'll finally see the truth that a hero lies in you. It's a long road when you face the world alone. No one reaches out a hand for you to hold. You can find love if you search within yourself and the emptiness you felt will disappear. And then a hero comes along with the strength to carry on and you cast your fears aside and you know you can survive. So, when you feel like hope is gone look inside you and be strong and you'll finally see the truth that a hero lies in you. Lord knows dreams are hard to follow, But don't let anyone tear them away. Hold on, there will be to
"hero" Chad Kroeger W/ Josey Scott
"Hero" (feat. Josey Scott) I am so high, I can hear heaven. I am so high, I can hear heaven. Oh but heaven, no heaven don't hear me. And they say that a hero can save us. I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles. Watch as we all fly away. Someone told me that love would all save us. But how can that be? Look what love gave us. A world full of killing, and blood-spilling, that world never came. And they say that a hero can save us. I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles. Watch as we all fly away. Now that the world isn't ending, it's love that I'm sending to you. It isn't the love of a hero, that's why I fear it won't do. And they say that a hero can save us. I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles. Watch as we all fly away. And they're watching us (Watching us) They're watching us (watching us) as we all fly away. And they're watching us (
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Heros
OK THIS IS BULLSHIT WHO EVER DONT THINK FIREFITGHER,POLICE AND EMS ARE NOT HEROS JUST REMEMBER WHAT HAPEN ON SEP 11 2001!!!!!!! I wrote this as I watched in horror the day our world changed. I heard the angels screaming as they saw what was to come Someone killed God's daughters they also killed his sons The angels were there waiting for the people on those planes The angels were there waiting so our people felt no pain. the whole world was on their knees and crying As we watched so many hurt and dying The angels were there waiting, even in the flame The angels were their so God's children felt no pain Worse than any movie ever made Our memories will never fade To remember such a tragic day That changed our lives in every way But the angels are saddened by such a senseless loss To see so many murdered, as Jesus on the cross. It' hard to understand such evil can exist So many families changed so many will be missed Thanks to many hero's on flig
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Hero........?.?
Everyone has a hero in their lives. At least that's what I think. I have few heroes in my life. 1 definitily would be my Mom. God bless her soul. Then I've got the 1 and only the all mighty 1, GOD. Of course my man and my son.
A Hero
Standing here looking at this stone, you're someone I've never known. but I can feel your spirit, your voice I can almost hear it. Eyes looking back at me are stoic, your expression is so heroic. Your life you courageously gave, for the home of the brave. America you proudly defended, and you will always be commended. America will always be proud of you, you're the proud, the brave, and the few. You sacrificed your life for those, who turned their back to oppose. Freedom will always be worth, the the reason you left this earth. Heroes don't come back from war, over America their spirits soar. Thank you soldier for being brave, sacrificing your life for mine to save.
The Hero In All Of This
I haven't written anything about Virginia Tech mainly because it's too hard right now to gather my thoughts about it. I like to have some kind of understanding of the subject matter that I write about and I don't understand this at all. Liviu Lebrescu was the college professor who barricaded himself in front of the door to allow his students to escape thru an open window. He was shot and killed but he accomplished this mission. The thing that tears me up about Mr Lebrescu is that he was also a Holocaust Survivor. What an incredible life the man had. I won't go into his life story here but it is one worth studying. And then to end up dying the way he did after all he survived and accomplished in his life is beyond words for me. I can't pay him enough tribute in a blog on a website but I had to say something. What an incredible man.
Heros
It's not often at work where I have a real good day, or time. Sure I like my job, its fun most of the time, I get to see/meet a lot of differt ppl from everywhere. But lately it's been feeling like a J-O-B, but the ppl I work w/are good, most of them are, few of then I consider close friends. But a few days ago (Sat morning) was something differt, an im sure I day I will not forget. In everyday life it's not often you get to meet/see and talk with Real Life HEROS. Heros that you have only seen in movies, heard about from ur grandparents, read about in history books. The other day there was a grp of 70 or so World War II Vets flying out to Baltimore Maryland, ages 70 to 105yrs. Just being in their company made me feel like I was meeting someone, Very important, and something that I would never forget. I have meet VIP's be4 and have had the opportunity to be in the company of other ppl w/that status, but these WWII Vets are tops in my list list that I couldn't ask for to h
Hero?
ok so now i'm a hero?... today at work i rescued a girl whom had just given blood from passing out in her school lunch room... i recognized the tell tell signs and sat her down with her legs and arms tight to the table.. i then went back to the blood drive and got the wheel chair to takie her back to the recovery area... upon re-entering the lunch room... for my own lunch break i was approached by a teacher... "thanks for being a hero today..." i did feel a bit of pride... but then i thought of my lil cousin who at 22 is a war veteran of iraq... i thought of my mom when the house got shot up... i thought of firemen who runs into the burning building... these people are already defined as heros to me... so to that teacher..(joe) thank you.. but i must decline the title...
Heroin Diaries -nikki Sixx
About Heroin Diaries Set against the frenzied world of heavy metal superstardom, the cofounder of the most legendary rock band of the eighties—Mötley Crüe—offers an unflinching and utterly gripping look at his own descent into drug addiction. Few bands were as influential as Mötley Crüe in making the 1980s the heavy metal decade. Theirs is a cyclonic story of runaway success and its price, blending outrageous record sales and arena headline tours with smashed up cars, jail sentences, models, drugs, breakups, reunions and more breakups. In this candid memoir, Nikki Sixx—Mötley Crüe’s bassist and main songwriter—recounts the band’s heyday. The Heroin Diaries takes readers along on one of the most breathless and harrowing roller coaster rides in the history of pop music. At its heart lies the author’s nightmare come true: a punishing heroin addiction that brought him and the band to the edge of losing much more than just their spot on the charts. Serving up snapshots of rock cultu
The Hero
No one knows what all he does but the few whose lives he has touched. Wiht his words of encouragement to just lending his ear. he will listen to us rant and rave about our troubles. He's ready to do battle for those he loves and if you have him as your freind you have found a very specail treasure! Sometimes our hero needs us to return to him what he has given to us. True bravery is shown by performin without witness what one might be capable of doing before all the world. Hero in the dictionary is defined as a mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength and ability: an illustrious warrior. This man has done so much to touch other people lives and he never ask for anything in return. Its time we, as his freinds, do something for him.
The Hero In My Life
MY HERO IS MY SONS FATHERS MOM. SHE WAS THERE FOR ME SINCE I WAS 13 YEARS OLD!!!!!! SHE HAS WENT THROUGH EVERYTHING WITH ME. IF IT WAS NOT FOR KATHLEEN I WOULD NOT BE WHERE I AM TODAY. SHE SHOWED ME THE RIGHT PATH UNLIKE THE WAY I WAS GOING. I WAS ALWAYS GETTING INTO TROUBLE BUT WHEN I GOT WITH MY SONS FATHER I REALIZED I WAS GOING THE WRONG PATH BEFORE I MET HIM.WHEN I GOT PREGNANT WITH MY SON EVERYONE ON MY SIDE OF THE FAMILY WAS AGAINST ME HAVING A SON FROM RANDY BECAUSE OF HIM BEING A LIL BIT SLOW. I ALWAYS LOOKED PAST THAT. I DO NOT CARE ABOUT LOOKS OR HOW SMART THEY ARE. I LOOK FOR THEIR PERSONALITY AND HE HAS A WONDERFUL PERSONALITY. HE NEVER KNEW HAD TO SIT STILL THOUGH BECAUSE HE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO PLACES! BUT THAT WAS OK WITH ME.WELL HIS MOTHER NEVER PRESSURED ME TO DO ANYTHING. SHE ALWAYS GAVE ME GOOD ADVICE AND SHOWED ME THE RIGHT THINGS TO DO. I WILL ALWAYS THANK HER FOR THAT. SHE WAS THERE THROUGH MY WHOLE PREGNANCY. SHE TOOK ME TO ALL MY DOCTORS APPOINTMENTS AND ULTRA-S
Heroes Season Finale
Yep. It's tonight. And I'll watch every second.
Heroes
The Heroes Some Heroes obvious, some unsung, their lives and health, tempting fate. Vulnerable in tasks for our civilization, few glories for their life's profession. The Service men in our Armed Forces, the cause be sure for freedom's sake. For their family, strangers, citizens all, few medals show their life's duress. The policeman whose life is in peril, by high-speed chase, gunfight ensued. The simple traffic stop may kill, few medals show the dangers faced. The man who is trained as a fireman, to save our lives, our homes from fire. The first on scene when aid in need, few medals show each hazardous deed. The utilities that keep our comfort whole, power and phone, the men on poles. Sewage, garbage disposed for health, no recognition for the civilian fight. The many others whose work obscure, performing tasks with risks not yours. Construction, or the viral flu to cure, no medals glory for the civilian plight. ©2002 Ro
Hero's Day
Hero’s Day One young lad in family tradition, Takes on the green of Army garb. Father served, retired Navy; Older brother, Army Warrant officer. Other big brother also served, Flew an A-7 in Vietnam. Unassuming, a quiet one is he, Three tours in camouflage served. Duty’s Diligence, serves his country, Forging path to Army Ranger. Family at home applaud, The life their son had chosen. Believing him in Georgia, safe; Chosen few; secret rescue mission. Black Hawk on the fly, saving others, Enemy fire ruled out, troubled flight. Helicopter search and rescue, Mission scrubbed by accident. Each day served, a hero’s day, Two rangers serve their last. Family of heroes grieve, back home, Their son, brother gave his all. Family gatherings; four had served; Now just three and one empty plate.
A Hero's Choice
A choice is a decision that we have the option to make, but a hero's choice is a decision that's made for another's sake. They became firefighters not for the pay or uniform and knew what they might have to face in the duties they'd perform. And on September 11th, two-thousand and one, though their worst fears came true, they did what had to be done. In the chaos and terror and rush of the mob, headfirst they proceeded to accomplish their job. Through air thick with flame, they felt the vibration, but made a hero's choice to enter ...without hesitation. Aware this decision could mean from earth they'd depart, each made a hero's choice by following his heart. Although hundreds went in, their guidance was heard as one voice and thousands live today because they made...a hero's choice. Every firefighter's limb that bears a burn or a scar represents what they do and defines who they are and the steadfast union they share where it's understoo
A Heros Choice.
A choice is a decision that we have the option to make, but a hero's choice is a decision that's made for another's sake. They became firefighters not for the pay or uniform and knew what they might have to face in the duties they'd perform. And on September 11th, two-thousand and one, though their worst fears came true, they did what had to be done. In the chaos and terror and rush of the mob, headfirst they proceeded to accomplish their job. Through air thick with flame, they felt the vibration, but made a hero's choice to enter ...without hesitation. Aware this decision could mean from earth they'd depart, each made a hero's choice by following his heart. Although hundreds went in, their guidance was heard as one voice and thousands live today because they made...a hero's choice. Every firefighter's limb that bears a burn or a scar represents what they do and defines who they are and the steadfast union they share where it's understoo
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Hero In A Mental Hosptial
Jim and Mary were both patients in a Mental Hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Jim suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sunk to the bottom & stayed there. Mary promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled Jim out. When the medical director became aware of Mary's heroic act he immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as he now considered her to be mentally stable. When he went to tell Mary the news he said, "Mary, I have good news & bad news. The good news is you're being discharged because since you were able to jump in and save the life of another patient, I think you've regained your senses." The bad news is, Jim, the patient you saved, hung himself with his bathrobe belt in the bathroom. I am so sorry, but he's dead." Mary replied "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry."
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Heroes Webcomic
Some of you may have seen the work I've been doing for the online strips which accompany the Heroes TV show. If you click either of the pictures below, you can read my latest (& possibly last) episode. Hope you enjoy it. Staz.
Hero Stands Tall
Hero stands tall and commanding, suited in his armour, Bitten by rust, that ferrous red-brown dust. His great shadow looms and stretches across the craggy landscape That cowers in all its epic grandeur. The sun climbs higher - A reduced stature of a lone figure swallowed whole Hero laughs - tosses his head back in wild free laughter, Unsheathes and draws the broad sword of tarnished metal His glimmer in the eyes should have reflected in the sword, would have could not. Now, with a primal roar, he lays his life down, Heroic in all his vows to die. Hero charges - welcomes the battle that is not his The battle that is fought for him, A tear A rip A piercing A stabbing Where is he amidst the blood? Still drawing gazes with his cloak of chivalry upon clean steed, A thousand miles from the war-torn lands They all stare, in rapt admiration For he is the hero The Hero Heroic In his fiction
Heroes Or Thugs.....you Decide
A hero is defined in Webster's as: A man admired for his achievements and noble qualities. A hero to me is a person who saves another life, a person who will walk thru fire to help someone, a person who passes knowledge and life experiences on to others. Someone who can fix the zipper on my coat when I get locked in it. All these are done without a request and hopefully without some kind of monetary reward. Growing up, didn't we all have heroes? Someone who we put up on that idolatry pedestal? I know I had a hero, but it wasn't a real life person. It was Nancy Drew, the teen who solved mysteries by finding a slip of paper in the hidden staircase. As we grow older, different types of heroes emerge. I never gave this much thought until I read the news on line this afternoon. It caused me to wonder what has happened to our idols. Is there no one for kids to look up to? I'm not even going to travel down the celebrity "idols" A handful or less are even worth idol a
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You Would Never Have Guessed Captain Kangaroo passed away on January 23, 2004 as age 76, which is odd, because he always looked to be 76. (DOB: 6/27/27) His death reminds us of the following story: Some people have been a bit offended that the actor, Lee Marvin, is buried in a grave alongside 3- and 4-star generals at Arlington National Cemetery. His marker gives his name, rank (PVT) and service (USMC). Nothing else. Here's a guy who was only a famous movie star who served his time, why the heck does he rate burial with these guys? Well, following is the amazing answer: I always liked Lee Marvin, but didn't know the extent of his Corps experiences. In a time when many Hollywood stars served their country in the armed forces often in rear echelon posts where they were carefully protected, only to be trotted out to perform for the cameras in war bond promotions, Lee Marvin was a genuine hero. He won the Navy Cross at Iwo Jima. There is only o
Hero Cop Dies
** my best friends friend is dead...... Hero cop dies http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime_file/2007/07/14/2007-07-14_hero_cop_dies_.html This world is fucked up! we get paid shit to defend the city and we pay the utlimate price to rid it of the fucking vermon scum who lives in it Hero cop Russel Timoshenko - who was shot and gravely wounded after he and his partner stopped a car in Brooklyn early Monday - succumbed to his devastating injuries yesterday. The 23-year-old died in his hospital bed at 4:15 p.m. shortly after Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly said the brave officer's condition had not improved, police said. "The family is obviously still very distraught," Kelly said outside Kings County Hospital. A short time later several of Timoshenko's loved ones rushed inside sobbing. Timoshenko was shot twice in the face about 2:30 a.m. Monday when he and his partner, Officer Herman Yan, 26, stopped a stolen BMW in Crown Heights. Ex-con Dexter Bostick op
Hero Cop Dead
** my best friends friend is dead...... Hero cop dies http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime_file/2007/07/14/2007-07-14_hero_cop_dies_.html This world is fucked up! we get paid shit to defend the city and we pay the utlimate price to rid it of the fucking vermon scum who lives in it Hero cop Russel Timoshenko - who was shot and gravely wounded after he and his partner stopped a car in Brooklyn early Monday - succumbed to his devastating injuries yesterday. The 23-year-old died in his hospital bed at 4:15 p.m. shortly after Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly said the brave officer's condition had not improved, police said. "The family is obviously still very distraught," Kelly said outside Kings County Hospital. A short time later several of Timoshenko's loved ones rushed inside sobbing. Timoshenko was shot twice in the face about 2:30 a.m. Monday when he and his partner, Officer Herman Yan, 26, stopped a stolen BMW in Crown Heights. Ex-con Dexter Bostick op
Heroes Of Western New York
Pictures of Pride Channel 2 and WGRZ.com honors WNY soldiers who gave the full measure of devotion to their country. If you would like to send messages of condolences, which Ch. 2 will deliver to the families, click on the appropriate link below. [Please type "yes" or "no" in subject line to indicate if you are willing to have it read on the air.] http://www.wgrz.com/news/gallery/local/PicsOfPride/PicsOfPride.aspx Thank You to all Our Heroes and Service members Past & Present!
Heroes……
How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today’s World?? How can Hollywood stars be put onto a pedestal? I no longer think Hollywood stars are terribly important. They are uniformly pleasant, friendly people, and they treat me better than I deserve to be treated. But a man or a woman who makes a HUGE wage for memorizing lines and reciting them in front of a camera is no longer my idea of a shining star we should all look up to. How can a man or woman who makes an eight-figure wage and lives in insane luxury really be a star in today’s world, if by a “star” we mean someone bright and powerful and attractive as a role model? Real stars are not riding around in the backs of limousines or in Porsches or getting trained in yoga or Pilates and eating only raw fruit while they have Vietnamese girls do their nails. They can be interesting, nice people, but they are not heroes to me any longer. A real star is the soldier of the 4th Infantry Division who poked his head into
Heroin--lou Reed
Heroes Come In Tiny Packages
MASONVILLE, Colo. - Zoey is a Chihuahua, but when a rattlesnake lunged at her owners' 1-year-old grandson, she was a real bulldog. Booker West was splashing his hands in a birdbath in his grandparents' northern Colorado back yard when the snake slithered up to the toddler, rattled and struck. Five-pound Zoey jumped in the way and took the bites. "She got in between Booker and the snake, and that's when I heard her yipe," said Monty Long, the boy's grandfather. The dog required treatment and for a time it appeared she might not survive. Now she prances about. "These little bitty dogs, they just don't really get credit," Booker's grandma Denise Long told the Loveland Daily Reporter-Herald.
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HE MAY NOT HAVE A MANSION,BUT GIVES ALL HE CAN GIVE, A PLACE TO CRASH SIT AND RELAX MY FEET, HE IS MY FRIEND,AND WE ARE VERY CLOSE, I WILL FIGHT AND STICK UP FOR HIM ANYDAY, AND HE DOES THE SAME FOR ME, AND I LOVE HIM, AND HE LOVES ME TOO,...KEEPS ME SAFE, HE SAVES ME, HE CALMS ME DOWN, HELPS ME WITH MY DREAMS, HE IS AN INSPIRATION TO ME, AND I WOULD DIE WITHOUT HIM,... HE IS MY HERO!!! DEADICATED TO ONE OF MY DEAREST FRIENDS, ERNEST T VOLKERT
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Hero's Never
Hero's Never (Verse One) As I lay on this bed, Broken promises are running threw my head, Tomorrows another day, But I'll never get to see, They say I'm going home, A place with golden roads, They say I'm a hero, But I know hero's never die (Chorus) I used to have it all, With my wife and little girl, What came over me to decide, I need this bloody war, To be somebody's hero, When I already was at home, I guess it's to late, Cause a hero never makes mistakes (Verse Two) She was so strong, When I told her I was leaving, Right up until I left, Then she broke down and said, Don't worry baby we'll be fine, Just promise you'll come back, See they say I'm a hero, But I heard hero's never lie (Chorus) I used to have it all, With my wife and little girl, What came over me to decide, I need this bloody war, To be somebody's hero, When I already was at home, I guess it's to late, Cause a hero never makes mistakes (Verse
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I FOUND THIS IN MY DOCUMENTS...I HAD TOTALLY FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT...MY BEST FRIEND GENIE WROTE IT TO ME WHEN I WAS IN A DARK HOUR...AND FOR THAT I AM TRUELY THANKFUL....I LOVE HER MORE THAN ANYTHING...I THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE IT WITH YA'LL I have given this some thought now? ¦ (and here they are) HERO = 1. In mythology and legend, a person, often of divine ancestry, who is endowed with great courage and strength, celebrated for their bold exploits, and favored by the gods. 2. A person noted for feats of courage or nobility of purpose, especially one who has risked or sacrificed his or her life. 3. A person noted for special achievement in a particular field. A description of my Hero: The ability to overcome abuse as a child and still love others. The ability to overcome ridicule as a BBW all through the teenage years (kids are the cruelest creatures on earth) The ability to overcome the loss of not one, but three children and still have the heart to love every chi
A Hero's Choice
A choice is a decision that we have the option to make, but a hero's choice is a decision that's made for another's sake. They became firefighters not for the pay or uniform and knew what they might have to face in the duties they'd perform. And on September 11th, two-thousand and one, though their worst fears came true, they did what had to be done. In the chaos and terror and rush of the mob, headfirst they proceeded to accomplish their job. Through air thick with flame, they felt the vibration, but made a hero's choice to enter ...without hesitation. Aware this decision could mean from earth they'd depart, each made a hero's choice by following his heart. Although hundreds went in, their guidance was heard as one voice and thousands live today because they made...a hero's choice. Every firefighter's limb that bears a burn or a scar represents what they do and defines who they are and the steadfast union they share where it's understoo
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Enrique Iglesias Hero Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me cry? And would you save my soul, tonight? Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this. Now would you die for the one you loved? Hold me in your arms, tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie? would you run and hide? Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care... You're here tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. Oh, I just want to hold you. I just want to hold you. Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care... You're here tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by your forever. Y
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A hero is someone who steps up when everyone else backs down.
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For many years Ben Stein wrote a biweekly column called "Monday Night At Morton's." (Morton's is a famous chain of Steakhouses known to be frequented by movie stars and famous people from around the globe.) Now, Ben is terminating the column to move on to other things in his life. Reading his final column is worth a few minutes of your time. Ben Stein's Last Column... ============================================ As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started. I loved writing this column so much for so long I came to believe it would never end. It worked well for a long time, but gradually, my changing as a person and the world's change hav e overtaken it. On a small scale, Morton's, while better than ever, no longer attracts as many stars as it u
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“The average is the borderline that keeps mere men in their place. Those who step over the line are heroes by the very act. Go.” ~Henry Rollins
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Heroes *Written By Darkside Princess* i got this fro her page im really diggin it so she said it was ok for me too post it on my blog i hope yalll enjoy it and really take it too da heart ty i wrote this you can repost it anywhere you like. but at least give me credit thank you © heroes *written by darkside princess © you are my hero. you are one that i will never forget. today is a day of sadness at ground zero. there are lot of things in my life i regret but support you my life and my fellow loved ones lives that is something ill never forget you risked your life for me and my children. a lot of you have lost your life. leaving behind mothers fathers brothers sisters children and wives. everyone thinks what we are doing is wrong but its not its making our world strong. stronger then it has ever been. i wish that our soldiers would come home. but its not gonna happen today or tomorrow but soon while all of our soldiers are away
Her Opion On A Lsd Theraputic Treatmeant
One woman described her experience with psycholytic therapy this way:6 I found that in addition to being, consciously, a loving mother and a respectable citizen, I was also, unconsciously, a murderess, a pervert, a cannibal, a sadist, and a masochist. In the wake of these dreadful discoveries, I lost my fear of dentists, the clicking in my neck and throat, the arm tensions, and my dislike of clocks ticking in the bedroom. I also achieved transcendent sexual fulfillment. . . . At the end of nine sessions, over a period of nine weeks, I was cured of my hitherto incurable frigidity. And at the end of 5 months, I felt that I had been completely reconstituted as a human being. I have continued to feel that way ever since
Her Obssession
Only she can know Only she can want She blaimes others for her dismise She wants others to obsesse over her Her eyes wander around the world and those around her Looking for her target to prey on Only to find an innocent soul nearby Obsession gets the best of her Wanting, Needing that young souls world She wants, she loves, she obsesse's over this desire Causing the poor innocent soul to suffer with worry, with confussion "Why did she do this to me?" the poor soul cries in pain Not knowing the truth, she cries her life away The obsesser only sitting back and laughing at the pain of another Not a care in the world, just a cruel and evil smile Soon.....her time comes.
Her Obssession
Only she can know Only she can want She blaimes others for her dismise She wants others to obsesse over her Her eyes wander around the world and those around her Looking for her target to prey on Only to find an innocent soul nearby Obsession gets the best of her Wanting, Needing that young souls world She wants, she loves, she obsesse's over this desire Causing the poor innocent soul to suffer with worry, with confussion "Why did she do this to me?" the poor soul cries in pain Not knowing the truth, she cries her life away The obsesser only sitting back and laughing at the pain of another Not a care in the world, just a cruel and evil smile Soon.....her time comes.
Her Out A Sweetheart
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Hero By Ministry
they get you ready to fight the fuse is ready to blow you shoot to kill on sight they call you g i joe you never wanted to stop the smell of burning flesh the hero marches alone across the highway of death it's not a matter of rights it's just a matter of war don't have a reason to fight they never had one before you're just a killing machine he's come to take you down we take the gas that we need and pump the blood on the ground they're gonna set you up so they can take you down they're gonna suck you dry they've left the blood to be found they're gonna rip you apart you're gonna burn at the stake cos when it's time to collect it's only heroes who pay Ministry Hero lyrics
Heroes Tv Show
Heroes TV Show "Heroes is an American Emmy Award-nominated science fiction drama tv show, created by Tim Kring, which premiered on NBC on September 25, 2006. The show tells the story of several people who ""thought they were like everyone else... until they realized they have incredible abilities"" such as telepathy, time travel, flight and instantaneous regeneration. These people soon realize they have a role in preventing a catastrophe and saving mankind. The series emulates the writing style of American comic books with short, multi-episode story arcs that build upon a larger, more encompassing arc. Kring said ""we have talked about where the show goes up to five seasons."" When the series premiered in the United States, it was the night's most-watched program among adults aged 18-49, attracting 14.3 million viewers overall and receiving the highest rating for any NBC drama premiere in five years." http://www.squidoo.com/heroes-tv-show/ heroes, heroes tv, heroes tv s
Hero
Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul, tonight? Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this. Now would you die for the one you loved? Hold me in your arms, tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie? would you run and hide? Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care... You're here tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. Oh, I just want to hold you. I just want to hold you. Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care... You're here tonight. I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by your forever. You can take my breath away. I can be you
Heroes Tv Show
"Heroes is an American Emmy Award-nominated science fiction drama tv show, created by Tim Kring, which premiered on NBC on September 25, 2006. The show tells the story of several people who ""thought they were like everyone else... until they realized they have incredible abilities"" such as telepathy, time travel, flight and instantaneous regeneration. These people soon realize they have a role in preventing a catastrophe and saving mankind. The series emulates the writing style of American comic books with short, multi-episode story arcs that build upon a larger, more encompassing arc. Kring said ""we have talked about where the show goes up to five seasons."" When the series premiered in the United States, it was the night's most-watched program among adults aged 18-49, attracting 14.3 million viewers overall and receiving the highest rating for any NBC drama premiere in five years." Heroes TV Show Heroes TV Show 2
Heroes Tv Series On Nbc
As a total eclipse casts its shadow across the globe, a genetics professor (Sendhil Ramamurthy, "Blind Guy Driving") in India is led by father's disappearance to uncover a secret theory -- there are people with super powers living among us. A young dreamer (Milo Ventimiglia, "Gilmore Girls") tries to convince his politician brother (Adrian Pasdar, "Judging Amy") that he can fly. A high school cheerleader (Hayden Panettiere, "Ice Princess") learns that she is totally indestructible. A Las Vegas stripper (Ali Larter, "Final Destination"), struggling to make ends meet to support her young son (Noah Gray-Cabey, "My Wife & Kids"), discovers that her mirror image has a secret. A fugitive from justice (Leonard Roberts, "Buffy the Vampire Slayer") continues to baffle authorities who twice have been unable to contain him. A gifted artist (Santiago Cabrera, "Empire"), whose drug addiction is destroying his life and relationship with his girlfriend (Tawny Cypress, NBC's "Third Watch"), can paint
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Did you know that *almost* 4,000 troops have died,proudly & bravely while serving in our military since the War on Terroism "started" after Sept. 11th. Which if you ask me about the War on Terrorism,it never really ended in the first place. And to be specific since the most recent 'invasion' of Iraq ,to be exact the death toll is 3,829 and counting. I know there are Americans out there that think Bush is a dumbass, just like me. *BUT* one thing I try to consider,is Bush did have to clean up some of the mess that Clinton left behind. Clinton was a damn good president,but most of his term was filled with controversy about his morals,more so than about his decisions he had made,his moral issues over powered everything else. So in a way Bush had to clean up Clintons mess the best way he could,maybe a war wasn't the best way to do so. But you all know that the best way to end a War is to finish it! *AND* we all know that the *pull-out* & *pray* move rarely works! So anyways...i guess my sma
Heroes
Heroes Our U.S. Soldiers went looking for a fight. They fought for this country, everyday and every night. They didn't fight, to break this world apart. They fought to protect this country, with all of their heart. They went to war, to fight for the United States. Fighting for their country, was their only fate. They left everyone they loved, to travel overseas. They rather die on their feet, instead of living on their knees. Daniel Lee Munoz Copyright ©2007 Daniel Lee Munoz
Heroin
What does it look like? White to dark brown powder or tar-like substance. How is it used? Heroin can be used in a variety of ways, depending on user preference and the purity of the drug. Heroin can be injected into a vein ("mainlining"), injected into a muscle, smoked in a water pipe or standard pipe, mixed in a marijuana joint or regular cigarette, inhaled as smoke through a straw, known as "chasing the dragon," snorted as powder via the nose. What are its short-term effects? The short-term effects of heroin abuse appear soon after a single dose and disappear in a few hours.After an injection of heroin, the user reports feeling a surge of euphoria ("rush") accompanied by a warm flushing of the skin, a dry mouth, and heavy extremities. Following this initial euphoria, the user goes "on the nod," an alternately wakeful and drowsy state. Mental functioning becomes clouded due to the depression of the central nervous system. Other effects included slowed and
Hero
Because our dreams are our own creation, it is very common for a dreamer to experience the role of hero within a dream. Usually this is a sign that the person is very confident in life in general, or in a specific aspect of their life which is addressed in the dream. The fact that you are the hero in a dream may arise soon after you have accomplished something. It is even better to have such a dream just before taking on a challenge of some sort in your waking life. The fact that you may find yourself enhanced with incredible skills or superhuman powers is noteworthy. What special skills did you have in the dream? Were there any recognizable people in the dream? If so, their presence may indicate the area to which you should attribute the dream's implied meaning-business, home, or leisure pursuit.
Heros On Fubar (from The Bulletin Board) I Didnt Make This, Just Thought It Was Very Nice, Go Show Them All Sum Love :)
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Hero's !
I jsut wanted to take a moment today ... as I do everyday .... And wish all those who have served , and those serving now , A Happy Veterans Day !!! May all our loved ones come home safely .... God Bless Them All ........ God Speed my son !
Hero Performed By Micheal Isreal In New York!!!
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What is a hero? Is it someone who runs into a burning building to save a child? Someone who gives up having a six-figure salary to better someone else's life? Someone who...would lay their life down for someone they've never met..or ever will? Or is it the person sitting next to you listening to their iPod & not paying attention to the world? My personal guess? All of them are. You will never truly know who a hero is, because the strangest person ...can save you. I never really understood that until this past summer. I had a friend..really awesome girl, who was hired for a part time waitressing gig. She was funny, maybe a little insane and we became fast friends. She eventually got fired because being young she wanted to party (hey who doesn't?) and she left my work about a week before I went on my trip to Tahoe...we didn't talk for the entire week and when I came home...instead of a happy "welcoming" from my boss...she told me that Michelle (the girl) had committed suicide. I felt
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Hero By:Ozzy I don't want to be your hero I don't want to ever let you down No I don't want to let you down I can try to take you higher But I don't want to wear your broken crown You know it brings me down Don't think you'll ever understand me I don't even understand me Don't have the power to annoint you And I don't want to disappoint The fools no more The fools no more I couldn't answer all your questions And if your lost I couldn't find your way I couldn't find your way You know you have to face the music You change your tune Don't know what to play So don't you run away Everybody's talking crazy Some think I am and then I maybe I don't want to hear about it Don't want to have to scream and shout at fools no more The fools no more So I don't want to be your hero Don't want to sit upon your grateful throne I've got a life of my own I am not your destination Or a road that's gonna lead you home So baby, please don't go Please don'
Heroes Music Video (don't Matter To The Sun) I Like Garth Brooks Version Better, But Couldnt Find It On Youtube.
Wanted to blog it reminded me of someone very special to me :)
Hero Angel Tree...
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"heroes Get Remembered, Legends Never Die"
Oh, something tells me I'm never gone live this one down But I'll try I'm gonna need a quick hand, A sharp eye, a smooth talker Just to play this one out to the very end. And this is where you come in I know, that I could count on you to walk me through And I'm making sure that anyone whos anyone Can be the someone that they've always wanted to. If I couldn't get away with anything Then how in the hell did I get here Say something. Say something. Say anything. You were never the one to have something to say. Say something. say something. say anything. I've seen the best and worst of you But we're sticking through Cause the without all of the ups and downs We've been through You know that its true That I could get really sick and tired of you. Oh, something tells me I'm never gonna live this one down But I'm down and out Cause if the tensions light as a feather Then I'd be bored stiff We gotta mix things up a bit to keep up my interest Sad enough to
A Heroes Fate
I watched as he struggled to get from his bed to the wheelchair that had become his means of transportation. Slowly the surgery was healing and therapy would provide him the chance to have as normal a life as possible. No sadness did he show for the harsh reality that was brought to him to bare. He had never and would never ask why him or regret what he had done that had put him in danger. Many men before him had served their country, facing even greater sacrifices then he had. Finally in his seat, the stump ends of his legs barely hanging over the edge, he turned and rolled towards the door. A nurse stepped aside as he opened the door and rolled into the hallway. Entering the hallway the early morning sun cast its warm brightness all over him and he smiled. The smile was not from happiness but of comfort that he had been able to see another day. When he laid in the middle of the battlefield in pain he had wondered if he would make it. He could still see the grim look of the
Hero
I go to a far away land. Away from family I know I will be. But, there is another family I will be with. My brother's and sister's though not related. But, only by our calling. To serve a great nation is our honor. To keep her safe is so sweet. Though I may not make it home alive. There I gave my heart and soul. But, if I make it home. Will I be called a hero? Even if some don't think I am a hero. I know other's will. I did my duty I was called upon to do. What more can I be asked to do than what I have done? Let me go back to my life that I had before I left for the far off place. But, if I am needed again I will be there... JLM
The Hero
So you feel that you ain't nobody Always needed to be somebody Put your feet on the ground Put your hand on your heart Lift your head to the stars And the world's for your taking So you feel it's the end of the story Find it all pretty satisfactory Well I tell you my friend This might seem like the end But the continuation Is yours for the making Yes you're a hero
Heros
"The Final Inspection" The policeman stood and faced his God, which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To my church have you been true?" The policeman squared his shoulders and said, "No Lord I guess I ain't. Because those who carry badges can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough... And sometimes I've been violent because the streets are awful tough. But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep... Though I worked a lot of overtime when the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears. I know I don't deserve a place among the people here. They never wanted me around except to calm their fear. If you've a place for me here, Lord, it
Heros
Be assured It is no glamorous thing Dirt and sweat Blood and tears Ammo and camouflage Bullets and blood Tears and pain Danger and death These are the makings Of a hero A hero does not boast or brag He is strong and silent He works swiftly and with skill Amidst turmoil With bullets flying all around him He looks past the danger
The Heroin Diaries
I just got through reading The Heroin Diaries. You should so read it if you can ever find the time to sit long enough. It was one of the most awesome, scary, sad books I have ever read. I think it should be required reading for addicts. The thing is, we judge people by how we want them to be. Plain and simple. You see your idols, be it authors, actors, musicians, and you plant an idea in your head of how their life should be. And fame and money, in most people's eyes, make things better. Make them easy. But damn...those people are human, too...and not only human but they have to deal with problems on top of the problems us "normal" folk have to face. Everything is so fucking AVAILABLE. You want girls? You got it. You want alcohol? Ask the girls...they'll bring it. (Shit, Nikki Sixx had a delivery service from the liquor store to his house). You want drugs? If it keeps you in a mode that will make someone some money, they'll call a limo service to get it and bring it to you. So
Heroes Are Hard To Find
This song has a MASSIVE amount of meaning to me!! PLEASE....read the words!!! This is the only video for this song that I could find. Coincidently, I LOVE Smallville!!!!!! I want nothing more than to be a hero.......everyday!!!! Heroes are hard to find Alright Listen Everybody says they wanna change the world Everybody's got a banner to unfurl Man, woman, boy and girl On the corner down the road and up the block There's somebody who needs all what you've got And they ain't asking for a lot Well, God knows you can hear the people praying You know you can turn away, you gotta give it a shot Heroes are hard to find, won't someone take the time Heroes are hard to find, we need you, come on and try Heroes are hard to find, you've got to cross that line Heroes are hard to find In the movies, in the news or on TV All the heroes seem so different but you see They're the same as you and me It don't matter who you are or what you've done You don't need to have a badge or knife or
Heroes
Turn up your volume too theres a song!You stay up for 16 hours.He stays up for days on end.You take a warm shower to help you wake up.He goes days or weeks without running water.You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists...You complain about how hot it is.He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.He doesn't get to eat today.Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.You go
A Hero
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imikimi - Customize Your World
Hero - Enrique Iglesias
I'm feeling completely emo today
Heros And Gods
I love you and wish the best for you. May your choice of companion make you happy, and if not maybe you can deal with her the rest of your life. I would have loved you until the ends of the earth, and given you all of everything in me. I'd have cared for you better than any woman could in this galaxy. I will never turn my back on you if ever you need me as a friend; whether it be giving you a ride somewhere (anywhere), listening when you need someone to talk to, or anything smaller, larger, or in between. Never will I forget the times we enjoyed together and the love we shared. Like the heros and gods of ancient civilizations, I will save you from anything (within my power) and protect you from everything (within my power).
A Hero Amongst Hereos
Please read this, then send it to everybody you know. They'll thank you as they forward this to others as well. Don't know whether you heard about this but Denzel Washington and his family visited the troops at Brook Army Medical Center, in San Antonio , Texas (BAMC) the other day. This is where soldiers who have been evacuated from Germany come to be hospitalized in the United States, especially burn victims. There are some buildings there called Fisher Houses. The Fisher House is a Hotel where soldiers' families can stay, for little or no charge, while their soldier is staying in the Hospital. BAMC has quite a few of these houses on base, but as you can imagine, they are almost filled most of the time. While Denzel Washington was visiting BAMC, they gave him a tour of one of the Fisher Houses. He asked how much one of them would cost to build. He took his check book out and wrote a check for the full amount right there on the spot. The soldiers overseas were amazed to hear
A Hero Amongst Heroes - From The Bulletin Board
Please read this, then send it to everybody you know. They'll thank you as they forward this to others as well. Don't know whether you heard about this but Denzel Washington and his family visited the troops at Brook Army Medical Center, in San Antonio , Texas (BAMC) the other day. This is where soldiers who have been evacuated from Germany come to be hospitalized in the United States, especially burn victims. There are some buildings there called Fisher Houses. The Fisher House is a Hotel where soldiers' families can stay, for little or no charge, while their soldier is staying in the Hospital. BAMC has quite a few of these houses on base, but as you can imagine, they are almost filled most of the time. While Denzel Washington was visiting BAMC, they gave him a tour of one of the Fisher Houses. He asked how much one of them would cost to build. He took his check book out and wrote a check for the full amount right there on the spot. The soldiers overseas were amazed to hear
Heroes
Heroes are ordinary people who place their dreams above their fears.
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Heroes?
Monday, October 29, 2007 Heroes addition I wanted to add this to my earlier blog. I'm in no way saying that what you do is not brave, it is quite brave knowing that you could possibly die doing your job, but, at the end of the day that is what your job is. It's not called hazardous duty for nothing. 10:36 PM - 0 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove Heroes....and what really makes a hero. Current mood: annoyed Category: Life Here we are again.....with me ranting on about something that's bugging me. I am constantly hammered with military, police, and firefighters telling me that they are heroes. I beg to differ, and I am sorry if I "offend" any of my friends that are or were any of these people. To me, a hero, a true hero is someone who does something NOT in their job description. It is a police officer's JOB to help those in need. It's a firefighter's JOB to run into a burning building to save people trapped inside. It is a soldier's JOB to protec
Heroin Blues
The room is so dark and dreary My life is now just an empty shell The road that I have each day traveled Has forced me to live in this hell Weed that I first smoked days past Used to comfort me and my pain The feeling I get from this liquid I now can now from no longer from refrain I have watched my life slipping away Not able to put on the brake Just tell me God how much longer Before my pitiful soul you reach down and take In trembling hands I hold the spoon As I hold it over that hot blue flame Watching as the liquid fills the cup This is to what my life has became Now I see the clear liquid in that spoon Thoughts are flying through my mind That rubber hose I tie around my arm I quickly look around me and find My vein is standing out so strong and proud Not knowing the damage it will receive But this trip that I am about to enter Will make my life all right or so I believe I have the needle in my now sweaty hands Trembling hands now draw the fluid on in Mak
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Hero/villian
What superhero/villain are you? Your Result: You are Wolverine You are psycho. Violence is your middle name, and you have a really silly haircut. You have good, uncaring taste in clothes. You hate anyone who acts like Ned Flanders, and you tend to keep grudges. If you were a kid you'd be that little boy on the playground who goes nuts and flails and hits and kicks when teased (and bites, ouch). You are, at heart, an okay person, with a dislike for evil, but you really need to take a chill pill and maybe socialize in a friendly way a little more. And get a haircut. Oh, please.You are Doctor Doom You are the Green Goblin You are Spider-man You are Thor You are Elektra You are Captain America
Hero That I Am Not
People see me and think there goes a great man. A hero.they see me running into burning Buildings when they and everyone else are running out.They see me jump in front of bullets for a loved one to save there lives. They see a hero. What i see is different Im no HERO There are to many things i could be doing to help this world and make it better but im not. Why is it that when im walking down the street and i see a begger asking for food or money to survive I dont offer help. I mean isnt it the nature of a hero to help every one in need of it. not just those whos houses are burning or those about to be shot? Like i said Im no hero nor do i feel like one for saving the life of my neice. I did what i hd to do to ensure her safety that is all. Do i deserve the Medal of Bravery for puting my life on the line NO I Don't. But these are the things I am Givin anyway. The true Heros are the ones helping everyone they see not just he ones they love and the ones the job tells them to save.
Hero
(Whispering) Let me be your hero Would you dance, if I asked you to dance Would you run and never look back Would you cry if you saw me crying Would you save my soul tonight? Would you Tremble if I touched your lips >Would you laugh, of please tell me this Now would you die, for the one you love Hold me in your arms tonight I can be your Hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away Would you swear that you'll always be mine Would you lie, would you run away Am I in to deep? Have I lost my mind? I don’t care, you’re here tonight I just want to hold you I just want to hold you Am I in to deep? Have I lost my mind? Well I don’t care you here tonight I can be your Hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away I can be your Hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away You can take my breath away I can be yo
Heroes & Villains
Hey all I posted a buncha Heroes & Villains so rate em rip em comment also if you know any bad ass ones I missed let me know would you thanx
Heroes And Villains
Ok so I put a shit load of heroes and villains into a album stop by rate em rip em comment tell me what you think
Hero Shots
need to be renamed to loser shots. They suck. I bought a henna tattoo making set with book. and heres the thing I just realized. I buy all these craft things thinking that I want to do them in my spare time but I never end up doing anything. I bought a cake decorating thing, didn't do it. Just last week I bought a help necklace thing but didn't even do it since I lost the instructions but the instructions looked way difficult too. I'm just a quitter I guess. I finished my horizontal life by Chelsea handler, it was so funny! Then I got this other book yesterday thats all about healthy and nutritious eating that was written in a humorous way. Its also easy to understand and fun to read. :)
Heroine
So after still being drunk two days after the mass liquor consumption nightmare, I decided to text one of my sisters to tell her that she's my hero. The girl doesn't drink or smoke and I so wish I had her will power. So here's to you big sis. :)
Hero
Because our dreams are our own creation, it is very common for a dreamer to experience the role of hero within a dream. Usually this is a sign that the person is very confident in life in general, or in a specific aspect of their life which is addressed in the dream. The fact that you are the hero in a dream may arise soon after you have accomplished something. It is even better to have such a dream just before taking on a challenge of some sort in your waking life. The fact that you may find yourself enhanced with incredible skills or superhuman powers is noteworthy. What special skills did you have in the dream? Were there any recognizable people in the dream? If so, their presence may indicate the area to which you should attribute the dream's implied meaning-business, home, or leisure pursuit.
Hero...
A couple of days ago an 11 yr old boy lost his life while trying to save his cousin. In my opinion, thats a real hero. If we had more people in this world that is willing to risk their life for someone elses this world would be a better place. My heart goes out to this family. Losing any memnber of ur family is a tragedy but losing a I am sure it is much worse. My thoughts and prayers are with the family. I think this lil boy should be honored in some way for risking his life for another.
The 343 Hero's
It's comming back up on another anniversary of 9-11. Does anyone really remember the real hero's of this date? I would hope not. Everytime you see a fire truck or ambulance thinkof this date. Those are the heros that get very little thanks. very seldom do we get a thank yo, unless at the time of need. Have you wondered how we can do the jobthat others say they can't. Sit down and talk to them, they will tell you. Thinkn about running into a burning house to save a life or bringing someone back from death. Could U do this? most can't. We are the few that will, even the volunteer departments. we enjoy our jobs and never think twice about dong something that we know that can and will kill up. 9-11 proved that. So next time you see a firefighter or medic, shake thier hand or give them a hug and let them know they do mean something to you.
Heroes-from Original Bulletin Post By Military Supporter-ty For This, I Love It!
>You stay up for 16 hours.He stays up for days on end.You take a warm shower to help you wake up.He goes days or weeks without running water.You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists...You complain about how hot it is.He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.He doesn't get to eat today.Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
Hero Worship-the B's
Heroes ( Remembering 9/11: A Fireman's Wife. )
Rita heard the front door swing open, and Mitch thudded in wearing his heavy boots. He stopped in the kitchen doorway and leaned against the jamb. His hair and uniform were a crumpled mess. “Hi,” he said. “Something smells good.” “How does lasagna sound?” Rita said. “Sounds real good. We saved a couple kids today.” Rita wiped her hands on a thin dishtowel and turned directly towards him. The circles under his eyes were very dark after the long shift, but his eyes still danced. “Yeah?” He smiled, his teeth bright. He had missed a dark smear of soot near his ear. Mitch almost never talked about work. There were bad days – when an apartment building burned to the ground, or a civilian got burned up, or a firefighter was injured (or worse) – and the last thing in the world he wanted to do was come home and relive the horrible events he sometimes had to experience. When they were first married, she had tried to get him to talk. He would slog home, slump into his overstuffe
Hero Levelers
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Hero (but This Is Some What I Feel)
let me be your hero would you dance if i ask you dance would you run never look back would you cry if you seen me crying would you save my soul tonight would you temble if i touched your lips would you laugh on please tell me this now would you die for the one you love hold me in your arms tonight i can be your hero baby i can kiss away the pain i will stand bye you for ever you can take my breath away would you swear your always be mind would you lie would you run away. am i in to deep have i lost my mind i dont care your fear tonighti can be your hero baby i can kiss away the pain i will stand by you forever you can take my breath away. i just want to hold you i just want to hold you oh ya am i in to deep have i lost my mind i dont care you here tonight.
Hero
A Hero Amongst Heroes
Please read this, then send it to everybody you know. They'll thank you as they forward this to others as well. Don't know whether you heard about this but Denzel Washington and his family visited the troops at Brook Army Medical Center, in San Antonio , Texas (BAMC) the other day. This is where soldiers who have been evacuated from Germany come to be hospitalized in the United States, especially burn victims. There are some buildings there called Fisher Houses. The Fisher House is a Hotel where soldiers' families can stay, for little or no charge, while their soldier is staying in the Hospital. BAMC has quite a few of these houses on base, but as you can imagine, they are almost filled most of the time. While Denzel Washington was visiting BAMC, they gave him a tour of one of the Fisher Houses. He asked how much one of them would cost to build. He took his check book out and wrote a check for the full amount right there on the spot. The soldiers overseas were amazed to hear
Heros
CAMP RAWAH, Iraq — Ruben Romeo felt it in his feet before he heard it. He was getting ready to go to morning chow when a low rumble pulsated up through the ground. The Seabee, from Ventura County's Naval Mobile Construction Battalion 3, is part of a small crew of men and women stationed in this far-flung outpost in western Iraq. Romeo's crew is building simple homes — called Southwest Asia huts — for soldiers and Marines patrolling the area. The Seabees occasionally swing their hammers to the rhythm of Marines test firing big guns, but the area has been mostly peaceful. "Sometimes you can feel that rumble when they're practicing on the range, but this was different," Romeo, a structural engineer second class, said in recalling the morning of July 5. A few miles from the camp, a suicide bomber driving a truck rammed an Iraqi Army checkpoint, wounding about a dozen men. The Iraqis raced to the nearest place where they could get immediate help, loading the injured into a
Hero Dog
Heroes
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she with silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" Not everybody can land a plane in the middle of the Hudson River, but it certainly is a fine example of heroism. Mine are more of the variety found in the tired, the poor, the huddled masses - of my family. Since the age of 10 months my grandson has been living in hospital for the majority of time. So has my daughter, his mother. A beautiful woman. A wonderful mother. An amazing daughter - these are the things I know about her. I also know that four months after her walk across the stage to collect her college diploma, earned with honors, she began a new course of study - the language of the fight for the life of her baby, with the enemy being unseen. A fifth column indeed. Leukemia. Her four year
Heroes&villians
wont need no mercy on my soul when the lawmans got me cold cause breaking the rules they told was something i had to do play there game but you start to win and the rules change so my ship came rollin in its gonna roll rite over you and your law to the tight rope we walk leads straight to the gallows and when the hang man calls your name heroes and villians hang the same early in the morning swinging in the breeze theres a mist shrouded figure hangin in the sycamore tree hero or villian dont matter much to me they all end up the same no one gets off scott free the tight rope we walk leads straight to the gallows and when the hang man calls your name heroes and villians all hang the same sinner or sainthoods your name whether your a demon or devine when the hang man says its time you wont see me sing the blues cause i said fuck all your rules heroes and villians hang the same its just the riteng on your toumbstone changes there aint a pheasant or king escapes th
Heroism.
Create Your Glitter Text I saw that show on that guy that got his hand caught in the rocks hiking alone... He whipped..out his Swiss Army Knife saw blade and cut off his own hand to live. He was probably able to cut of his own hand because there was no circulation and his arm was probably completely numb... The blood flow that comes back to the heart are called the veins... From the heart are arteries. Then he would have to apply a tourniquet to stop all blood circulation before cutting off his hand... That's messed up...He returned to the spot with a camera crew and showed where his hand was caught and he didn't act disturbed in any way... I bet he was Mormon... They seem to have this spiritual strength... I'm an Eagle Scout and I have hiked alone... I was bush whacking back to the employee dorms at the lodge I was working at... I was cutting back through the woods rather than climbing the trail that I hiked to get to this beautiful lake with swans that mate for life across the la
Heros
Bravest hearts of purest courage in fear or flames. Noble heroes to be honored in our memories carve thier names. Who would run into such danger when life's sweet and love is true? Who would die to save a stranger? Who would die as heroes do?
Hero--nickelback

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