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Miracle In A Making
you think you know me..... but you don't if you say you love me I give you my heart my broken thoughts break out myself never run away.... I know it's a dream I know it's a dream so stop asking I here what your saying if you did not look 30 I would not be hitting that we talk we talk hang out if I step over the line I am out you see me waiting you see me waiting wasting my time..... bY christine what scene are we in

Miranda Kerr ÉgÉrie Officielle De Mango
Miranda Kerr a officiellement remplacé Kate Moss dans le cœur de Mango. Nouvelle ambassadrice de la marque espagnole pour la saison Printemps/Été 2013, le mannequin australien a elle aussi de sérieux atouts et semble déjà à l'aise avec son nouveau statut vetement femme 2013 . "Je suis très fière d'avoir été choisie pour représenter une marque qui épouse l'idée d'une femme forte et féminine, aussi versatile, avec beaucoup de personnalité et inspiratrice" s'enthousiasme Miranda Kerr. Et si l'égérie change, l'équipe créative reste la même, confiant une fois de plus au duo de photographes Inez van Lamsweerde et Vinoodh Matadin le soin de réalisé les photos de campagne. On retrouve donc la même recette qui semble réussir à Mango, photos sobres pour mettre en avant les vêtements. En attendant les photos dans les rues de Paris, découvrez le making-of de la campagne Printemps-Eté 2013.

The Miracle Of David
I was so lonely, it was late November, My Mom had just died on the 24th 2012. I had been befriended by a gentleman who turned out to be no GENTLEMAN at all but I got out with ut any real harm. In this time I had just been sad over the loss of my precious son, Tony, he was sad a lot, Tony decided to take his life on May 16th and he did this to himself in such a sad way, leaving a very lucid note with directions on what he had and had not done. an what needed doing around his home. I cried over that one as the coroner had to take the last piece of paper my son ever left me, so I thought. So as I put my dear son to rest, My poor precious mom got more ill, and finally succomed to death from Parkinson's disease in November 24,2012. I did not tell her of Tony's suicide, because you see, My Kid brother Dan had done this on Jan 02,2008, My Older sis Joycce had taken her life onFe 13,1980. But my poor mom in her sad demented state said. " The suicides are after you aren't they?" I said no MOM I

Miranda Warning...
A very attractive female police officer arrests a man for drunk driving. She tells the man, "Sir, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be held against you..." The drunk says, "Tits".ery attractive female police officer arrests a man for drunk driving. She tells the man, "Sir, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be held against you..." The drunk says, "Tits".

Miracles?
I was going to say funny thing is. Accept there really isn’t anything funny about it . Yet this is something to ponder . We are taught growing in this society about love and our goal is to fall in love with that one person have kids and pay the government for what I am not sure but I think its for rent of the earth . No matter if you believe the man Jesus to be a god or not he did have a way about him and the words he spoke . He was all about loving all the same and sharing a life with another . Some say we were created in the image of a God . Other say we are just nothing more then a cosmic blast that happened accidentally . Thing is when you get down to it we are all the same we bleed we have a brain we walk we talk we socialize . Yet all animals do the same yet we think we are the smartest . Yet we are the only species bent on destroying the earth we live on . We are content on letting ourselves be told what we believe what we should think or do . Even when we see error in som

The Mircale Of Love
YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared to get watery eyes!) Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Ka ren, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown , Tennessee . In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute.. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed

Mircowave Popcorn Warnin
Microwave Popcorn Alert - Important Medical & Lawsuit Information http://www.seasongreets.com/microwave_popcorn/alert.html JOPLIN, Mo. - A factory worker who claimed his lungs were ruined as a result of mixing flavoring oils used in microwave popcorn was awarded $20 million by a jury. Microwave Popcorn Alert - Important Medical & Lawsuit Information MEDICAL ALERT ============= September 19th, Washington - Major popcorn producers have known for more than a year the secret results of an Environmental Protection Agency study of potential health risks of a chemical in microwave popcorn. The results of the EPA study still have not been made public. A chemical identified by scientists at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention is the cause of a debilitating and sometimes fatal lung disease. CDC's National Institute of Occupational Safety and Health has called the condition bronchiolitis obliterans, or "popcorn lung." The EPA has refused to make the

The Mire
Inner fires burning out of control Life shows no mercy, it takes its toll Can’t you see the flames flickering in my eyes Don’t you know I’m full of lies The smile on my face A deceitful disgrace Inside the anger rages Keeping good feelings in cages Past hurt and regret, stoking the fire Memories like fuel to the flames My heart is in ashes My soul burnt away But you can’t see past my fluttering lashes My loving touch, my pleas for you to stay Why do I pretend to be happy and play these silly games When I really just want to remove my feet from this mire?

Mirror Image
a face with black curls and pale skin stands there staring back at me her big blue eyes are glazed and lifeless neither of us need to utter a word for there is an unspoken understanding of unbearable pain the blood streaming down her wrists matches mine pain reflected from my face to hers a flicker of remembrance shows in her eyes as his face appears beside her suddenly there is only darkness and the air rushing past our heads arms catch hold of the two of us bringing to a stop the gushing blood with a gentle touch of a rag we awake to see him standing there worry on his features there are bandages on her wrists identical to the ones on mine as he approaches she recedes back into me leaving me alone to live again

Mirror
Standing in a mirror Finding her fear She looks around stars surround Her eyes glowing Her heart melting Life as she knew it was overwhelming Her one passion THe ultimate sacrifice Now it is time to pay the price A woman so beautiful Walking like an angel She can feel her heart racing They say it will be alright It is a wonderful ride She looks back in the mirror A smile that could paralyze a million SHe is now prepared For the walk she had long yearned Dressed in white She is shining bright A future that holds THe ultimate light She sees him at the other end Which is actually a beginning The people look at her and inside start singing They are eye to eye In this moment that is a triumph He will have her She will have him They will walk this life together carrying jesus within WHat a way To go on your wedding day

Mirror Mirror
Mirror mirror on the wall Tell me who I see Who is that girl standing there Is that really me? Happy go lucky? Happy go me Happy go what? Unhappy I’ll be. I smile when I can Smile even when I don’t Smiles are but a window dressing You may wear, but I don’t Not sure about the cause Now sure of the effect Never be sure of me Always sure I’m imperfect

Mirror
She stands there looking at herself in the mirror. People say shes fat, she needs to loose it all. But she knows whats deep w/in. "They dont see the real me." "All they see is a lil bit of fat, and that I have ugly skin." The mirror looks back at her body. They say, "You need a new hobby." "A new hobby?" "I'm a runner, what more do you want from me?" "Come on now, I dont want to be 103." "That is not me." "Why cant they see the real me?" All these other girls running around w/out no fat. They seem all happy because they have NO fat. Well I'm happy, but no one cares. "Hey Caren, why dont you take the stairs?" The mirror likes my body, it never told me to get a new hobby. "I dont care if no one cares." "Other girls can run around w/out fat." "Who gives a SHIT!!!"...and that is that.

Mirror
I must be honest with you babe (just gotta be honest) I love to watch the faces that you make (when we make love ooh wee) But when ur behind me holding ma hips and i close ma eyes and bite ma lips u can't see me so might I suggest a change Now baby please don't think me strange for what I'm about to say to u (please don't think me strange) If you know anything bout me by now you know I'm a freak just follow my lead [Chorus:] Baby I love making love in front of the mirror (in front of the mirror) So that I can watch you enjoying me (baby tonite) Baby tonite let's try in front of the mirror (in front of the mirror) Watching ourselves make love babe why don't we [Verse 2:] now baby keep your chin up, please watch me do the...nasty I like it when you make it move fast baby come and pull ma head back so that i can see that we look so good together I understand that your not ready for me to make my directorial debut featuring me but starring you Baby that's okay with

Mirror
The mirror reflects the image Of everything I'd hate to be Everything I am I try to look through the mirror, Through myself To see what I'm supposed To be, feel and think But all I see Is the cold, hard surface of my soul The other side of the mirror Represents the way people see me The act I put on I hate both sides I pull my fist back And destroy the images Wanting to destroy myself

Mirrors
Take a walk inside my mind you see mirrors. Reflections, your face. Time and place gone, and yet forever captured. Joy, pain, laughter, fear feelings held dear. Emotions run deep. Pools of thought drift to the past seep into present. Mirrors, I reflect Colors, a spectrum red, green, blue light, dark, misty gray reminding of another day gone by

The Mirror
there in the mirror the image looks back is it me or only a reflection deep in the eyes that stare back at me i see a ghost a past long dead but still remaining haunting me begging me another world lives behind those eyes a world slipped into only with the casualties of dreams that other world fragmented and torn in dreams i reach out grasping but never quite touching what i know is there waiting just beyond the mirrors beveled glass....

The Mirror Has Two Faces
Ibe day, You are looking in the mirror Seeing your face the next you see another You are in control today But the next you are out of control Crying, Laughing, Sad, Happy THe mirror has two faces

The Mirror
I look in the mirror, but I see a different person. I stare at my reflection, trying to find a fragment of my old self. I feel like I don't exist anymore, like I've crawled out of my skin. I'm no longer myself. It's like I've left my body, searching for the one I love. I fear that I'm going to fall apart. It's been too long since I've heard his voice; too long since I've heard him say " I love you". It's been too long. Now I sit here, waiting to hear his voice. Only then can I be completely happy. I look once more at the girl that used to be me, and the image splinters into a million pieces in front of my eyes.

Mirror Man
i look in the mirror and all i see is an old scary man looking at me with eyes glow red like the fiery sun all he wants to do is hurt someone so iturn out the light and walk away but hate man in the mirror is here to stay.

Mirror Girl
She knows that you can't hear her words screaming out At you behind the glass She is at loss at figuring out what to do when you're clearly there But still so distant She can close her eyes and wish for all this to pass It still doesn't relieve her dreams She is at loss at figuring out what to do when reality hurts too much But her life is too far away She fractures the glass veins of broken pieces scattered the surface The mirror still holds She is at loss at figuring out how to get through the past that holds her But it won't surrender She wishes that you would take the time to wonder where she has gone But he never looks back She is at loss muddled in the feelings that she thought you had for her But she doesn't want to give up She wants to know why she is always stuck here behind the glass And not out there She is at loss in figuring out what separates her from anyone else But she doesn't really want the truth She wants to stop crying the lamentati

Mirrored
Look into my eyes Still I ask do you see? You look into my eyes But you only see your reflection Look deeper I plead I do not want to lie I do not want to hurt you But these words I cannot say out loud For they hurt me I cannot even whisper them For they have hurt me too much too often I look into your eyes Still you ask what do you mean? Are you blind to what I feel And do not feel? I cannot say it I cannot say it Do not ask me to I can see what you feel I fear it more than anything I fear so much Do not ask me

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Why do I look in you, at all, For all I see is the same old me, And not how I so want to be. Mirror, mirror on the stairs, Why do you show me many years, A face with scars everywhere, Would anybody like my share. Mirror, mirror near my bed, In you I look with certain dread, For creams and potions just don't work, Behind them still the scars lurk. Mirror, mirror in the hall, Seeing you makes me recall, That I am now of senior age, Well stuck into the older stage. Mirror, mirror by the door, How I hate you more and more, I'm having to look the other way, When my reflection's on display

Mirror
I look into the mirror and I always hate what I see. I see the eyes that reveal my soul, a soul that is just the remains of a little girl who was once happy but is no filled with fear and self hate. I see the remains of a happy family that will never be the same. I see everything that I hate, I see me. Me the being which others love w/o regret. I see anger, depression, cutting, suicide and meds. I see worthlessness where others see priceless ness. I see ugliness where others see beauty. I see everything that no one else sees. Y is the mirror my only real enemy, is it because is a depiction of how I see me. Why don’t I see as everyone else does? I just want to see the day where I look in the mirror and I like what I see

The Mirror
The Mirror As I have looked and watched The lands change and people die, I remain the same. I have walked for many years and seen many things. I am what you fear and desire. I am that which you crave but can not have. I am you. I am a reflection of all things. I am your mirror.

Mirroring
Actually, you've most probably been doing this all your life without knowing it but once you know how to harness the power of mirroring consciously - its like young Skywalker recognizing and harnessing the power of the Force. Notice how people that seem to be engaged in an interesting conversation - they are excited about what they themselves are saying, they are about to say and what the other is saying, in other words, they have rapport - seem to take the same poses, whether sitting or standing up. When sitting, either side by side or on opposites sides of the table - one leans forward and then the other leans forward as well, one leans backward and then the other leans backward as well, they cross their hands in the same manner, tilt their heads similarly, seem to be having similar side-activities (one playing with his keychain, the other with her pen), etc. etc. Are they directing their actions consciously? No, all their energies and concentration is on the discussion, ever

The Mirror See'z All
i slide my armz around you, opening your shirt as i kiss and bite down your neck "oh my" is all that escapsez your lipz i cup your titz my thumbz swirling over your nipplez you moan softly "mmmmm... i love it" i move you infront of a mirror, my teeth scraping over your sholderz as your body pressez back against mine "damn, baby, damn" i run a hand up your spine, grabbing your hair, pushing you forward, your face pressed against the glass, as my free hand openz your pantz, easing them off your hipz " god you're making me wet already.........." i grab your hipz, dropping to my kneez, dragging my touge along the crack of your ass, flicking and swirling it over your tight hole "damn i'm going cum hard" i moan softly into you ass, as my fingerz rub along your pussy lipz, spreading them wide, as the tipz of my fingerz roll along your clit "oh my.... my ........ my" i plunge my tounge deep into your tight ass, your hipz rocking hard between my tou

The Mirror
we walk into the room ready for whatever cums our way. then I notice it, a big wall mirror. I have always wanted to watch my self as me and my lover are in the heat of it. I lead you in front of it and we start to play the game, kissing and petting, you getting wet and me getting hard. we start to undress each other. One piece of clothing at a time, stopping in between to kiss the new exposed skin. this makes us even hotter. doing this in front of the mirror. being able to see my hand slide down your curvy ass. i grab a hold and pull you tight against me. you can feel my hard cock. I watch in the mirror as you pull my cock out of my pants. you kneel down and start to tease me with your tongue. the view in the mirror is so good, so different, I almost loose it, but you are good and know when to ease up to make it last. we move a chair in front of the mirror, you sit down, I am on my knees now, doing a muff dive like you have never had. I kiss you up and down your thighs, just brushing y

The Mirror's Face
As I stare into the mirror, I'm amazed at what I see. It's crazy what these hazel brown eyes seem to be telling me. Streaks of worry and fear and pain are starting to line my eyes. Ominous circles are taking their place as a result of my late night cries. I thought that by leaving the prison to which I had been confined I would lose the stress and worries and a new happiness I would find. Although my presence is not in that place I used to sadly call home I can't seem to escape all of the anxieties that from that house always come. I used to be up all night, awake and immersed in my fears. Now I'm getting midnight calls from my mom shedding painful tears. Through stiffled sobs, I hear her words, her dire, helpless plea: She whispers softly, "Valerie, I'm scared, Please, Oh please, can you help me?" But what am I supposed to do, I'm only a child working to keep myself sane. I shouldn't have to take the role of mother to woman from which I came. She's supposed

Mirror Mirror On The ... Floor ?
The restrooms in our office building are very stylish and polished. White walls, soothingly lighted. The floors are made of black artificial marble that's quite reflective. What does that tell us ? That the architect never tried to use one of his bathrooms. One could say that looking at your naughty bits in a mirror that you are standing on is not that disturbing, even when using a bathroom. But the walls separating the pissoires from the toilet were not going all the way down to the floor but had a nice gap, supposedly for cleaning purposes. But that meant that if you were standing and relieving yourself outside, you could watch the poor guy sweating and moaning inside, reflecting on the floor under the separating wall. And he could check out your package ... or lack thereof. I don't know how the girls saw this in their restrooms, but after a few days of having moved in here, we got nice and polished white boards screwed to the bottoms of the separators. No more cheering up

Mirrors Of Emotion
After a long and stressful day at work, I decide to go for a late night drive. It feels like I have been driving for hours. I look at the road signs and have no idea where I am. I look in the distance and see a dark dreary castle. I continue driving down the long winding road. I pull up to the drive way and stop. Ahead of me is a huge gate with skulls all over it. All of the sudden, the gate opens like it is beckoning me to drive through it. So, I step slowly on the accelerator and drive up to the front of the castle. I put my car in park and get out. I stand looking at the huge gloomy castle, then the front door opens. I don’t know why but I go up the stairs and walk inside. Everywhere I look there are mirrors. I look into one the mirrors and see myself crying. I touch my face but there are no tears. The next mirror I see myself with black hair but I no longer have black hair. Then another mirror and another. They all show different emotions and appearances that I have had in my life.

Mirror Mirror
Screams.................. Trapped in the reflections of another's mirror Pushing..... Shoving..... To Break free Cant you see the image before you is not me But an illusion you want to see Another push ... The mirror cracks and breaks Naked before you the truth now stands Your perfect image shattered The shards of glass your plans for her Each droplet of blood A sacfrice of time As you search eyes void of light She backs away The shadows easing her back to their welcoming embrace Acceptance sooths her ..........calling her home Nixy

Mirror
The mirror opposite yet close she stares into glass why is she backwards confusion must pass she sees a smile her heart feels a frown she picks up her soul it falls right back down trapped in her skin bleeding dreams that are fake killing the real world for her sanity's sake the mirror then speaks telling her shes insane the voices she hears are all born in her brain they want her to fly as she wishes she could don't tell them to hush like the mean mirror should she looks at herself watching rain in her eyes missing the stars as she breathes her goodbyes she hates the mirror so she set herself free and became the voice that is speaking to me

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Should I really shave my balls? If I don't - she'll surely bitch ~ Does she care how much I'll itch? Take the razor and lather up, Don't she care that I could slip? Shave my balls ~ and cut off my dick? Easy now ~ hands don't shake, She'll call me "Stumpy" with one mistake, Pubes in her teeth she really can't bear, If I want some head ~ get ridda the hair. So I shave my balls all nice and slick, Did it up nice ~ without one nic! "Feel 'em baby ~ they're so smooth!" "Take off your clothes - get in the groove!" She looks at me from our little bed, "I'm sleepy, Baby ~ ain't givin no head!" She rolls on over ~ and gives me her back, I'm so pissed off ~ I'm about to crack! Next day ~ it's breakfast in the sheets, I spoon her bites which she gladly eats, And I must confess I think it's fair, That her omelet was made with pubic hair.

Mirror
The mirror Every morning as I gaze into the shiny glass of the mirror that stands above the sink, I almost shed tears because of what I see. I don’t want to use the term “ugly” yet not beautiful at the same time. I cringe when I realize that I don’t have what it takes to be liked, wanted, or loved. I lose my heart to guys that act interested in me, yet they are not interested in my mind or my heart. Only in being sexual for one night. I always feel used after that act of sexual pleasure is over, and the guy decides he wants nothing more to do with me. Yet, I always seem to repeat the mistake of thinking that it will be different. It’s me that get crushed in the end. Heartache and heartbreak are the most familiar feelings that I have felt. I cannot remember the last time that I have been “happy” in my heart. I have fully given my heart away and watched it be torn into a million pieces when he decided he did not feel the same. I don’t think I have ever been trusted with someone else’

The Mirror Of My Past
The mirror of my past The mirror of my past is full of shadows and fears It reflects a life that was wasted by depression and tears All the self-pity that one miserable life can have Wallowing, suffocating, drowning in the past Holding onto a sorrow that won’t let me go It was the most comfortable me that I know Climbing, reaching, scratching my way out Clawing my way through all the jungle of doubt Somebody help me! My god, where are you?! I can’t do this on my own! O god! What do I do? I’m tired of crying. I’m sick of those fears My guilt has plagued my life for too many years I need to change. I need to get well I need to get myself out of this hell! I don’t want to be that woman that I was back then I’m ready for that new life to begin I can’t do the same things that I did When I screamed and ran and cried and hid I must stand and face the world without fear To walk the steps of advice that I hear Yeah, I’ll get frustrated and I’ll probably cry But I won’t

Mirror
Mirror There is a girl sitting at a table Far away from everyone Hiding behind a pile of books No matter what way she moves or screams Nobody really looks As she watches her surroundings She easily and quickly slits her wrists Poor girl in a miserable life With miserable people Not knowing what to do On a day to day basis As she continues to watch The motion around She cuts til the bleed comes To an easy flow She sits at the edge of the table At this point not knowing What to do The little girl gets scared Of what she might see Cause the little girls reflection In the mirror is me

Mirror ~
Apr 28 2007 4:15A I've been reflecting on things a lot this week ... Mirror ~ Sylvia Plath ~ I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful -- The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers. Faces and darkness separate us over and over. Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, Searching my reaches for what she really is. Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon. I see her back, and reflect it faithfully. She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands. I am important to her. She comes and goes. Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness. In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

The Mirror
Thoughts are near Thoughts are far Ethereal pictures My mind reflects From a blood stained mirror The night is cold My pain is fear No use receiving Ethereal pictures from the mirror I sit here reading passages from doom Satan lurks deep beneath the tomb A bible is bleeding on a black marble table My hands are trembling My body unstable The rain is pure Unleashing the thunder Lightning strikes the ground Everything goes asunder The mirror beckons The mirror shouts Change your ways no time for doubt As shape takes form My guardian angel appears The mirror is streaked with heavenly tears She reached for my hand as I step through My life force is parting What else can I do The mirror shatters Good deeds are set free May they cleanse the evil Let the good spirits breathe. ©S.R.G. 1995

Mirror, Mirror -- A Poem
Mirror Mirror (8, April 2004 MDJ) Mirror Mirror on the wall Tell the truth and show one and all The Cruelty, Selfishness, Lying Supreme The one and only ruler of her own little regime! The one who promises her life intact The one to whom your heart reacts When she knows full well, she will suck you dry Leaving you waiting, with tears falling from your eyes! This woman who sings as sweet as a dove Looking for the world like something sent from above When in truths name she can not say a word straight Runs and hides when you need a promise or to deliver a complaint! Do not be taken in by her deceptive lies! She will ruin you plans while batting her big brown eyes! I walk away from her phantom kingdom now Sadder in heart but wiser I vow The days of forgiveness have come and gone She used them all up, what reserves I had, are now withdrawn! If she ever calls my name again A deaf ear I shall tune to her violin! Take this clue from your own book, cruel BEAU

Mirrors
Look in the mirror I dont see what you see Why did you have to fall in love with me? I say Im ugly you disagree Guess thats why you always hold me. I always cry at night Even when you hold me tight. I look in the mirror still cant see what you see maybe someday I will learn to love me.

Mirror
"MIRROR " song, poem, music, Lyre Why? Song is mirror in my right hand staring at me. poem is the mirror in my left hand Smiling at me. and i made them clash Till they broke. Something stopped The muisc was lost And dancer Turned around, was faceless. And what remained? Broken and powder like glass I threw them all into the oven and they melted. When the fire died The mirror was whole again At become once more a song, and the lullabye of the poets lyre.

Mirror Image
Two sides, different, yet part of the one Opposites forever bound together Never able to part Constant conflicts never resolved Forcing each to compromise beliefs Moving towards uncommon goals Weaving their way through time Never giving in, never bowing Surrender never uttered Yet still they move on Along their unknown path They mirror each other The right and the left Their contest balanced to the end With a flip of a coin they dance again

Mirror Image
You voice makes me sick, and all you do is nag. Maybe I should decapitate you, and put your head in a garbage bag. I have had bad dreams, of driving you over with a car. Some may say that, is going a little to far. Darkness is all you bring, when I think of you. Shoot you in the head, then grind you up into some glue. Sick in the head , that I may just be. Maybe I should get a rope, and hang you for a tree. Sometimes I hate myself, just as much as I do you. Then is when I think, maybe I can kill myself too. Take only two bullets, you think I don't have the nerve. We all are going to die, because sometimes that`s what we deserve. I look in the mirror, you is all that I see. So afraid of what, it is you have become to be. Monster,Terror,Gore, and Horror... why is it you have come my way. I just want you to go inside, stay away forever and a day.

Mirror
We r being enemy But u just can’t recognize Cause im just a mirror Where everything reflects except the errors A mirror that reflects u A mirror that views ur purified reflection All the pains u feel Is nothing but REAL N im laughing Coz u were silently watching Feel the pressure in ur mind Coz there u can feel me Who’s not acting kind M I just a voice??? Don’t u think-Im nothing but a freak Who can do everything Widout being weak Im always in u Why r u running through??? U can’t run, u can’t hide Cause im in u N ur my pride Till the end ill give pain Someday I’ll go under the rain

Mirror
Turmoil in the skies, blinded by shadows. The Deafened ear can only hear a muted scream. Tomorrow is nothing more then yesterday's today, with more expectations and innocence lost. The darkest shadows are said to be our enemies, but in time always our lover. Hope fails us, deciet becomes us, death invites us. Things that some are scared of, and some beg for. A soul is the purest of beings but what the shell shows is never a mirror image, only a beautiful mirage.....

Mirror Mirror
So, how do you do it? By it I mean take a picture of yourself looking in the mirror? I am never sure if I should look at the mirror, the camera lens, the view finder or up in the air like an airplane just flew over.

Mirror Twins (i’m Not Just A Reflection)
Mirror Twins (I’m Not Just A Reflection) Look through the foggy mirror ….. tell me if the world beyond it is as wacky as the world within. Because I feel just like a reflection, trapped behind twenty years of glass [lost inside the eyes I see staring back at me.] The sky isn’t blue anymore. And home seems too far to reach my bones are breaking from holding on so tightly. But even with the blood that falls, and the scabs that conquer my skin. [It’s hard to feel when you’re numb.] And this boy I see looks nothing like me. He looks too happy. It’s obvious that the storm from outside is Now located in his head. And I can hear the lightening strike like heavy hearts falling. But really, the thunder roars as loudly as blood through veins deprived of oxygen . And I've always been afraid of awakening to that pounding with no idea of how to stop it. [there is no way to wipe tears through Broken glass. The mor

Mirror Mirror
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL WHO IS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL. there is a lot of mirror pics out there so i decided to do a mirror pic contest PRIZES R AS FOLLOWS judges pick 3 day blast baller gift custom, morph graphic, tag set ( welcome, thanks, humpday) most rates (NUMBER OF RATES) {200 rates gets 3day blast} 1 day blast big baller gift custom graphic, morph tag set ( welcome, thanks, humpday) most comments (2000 COMMENTS GET U THE MOST RATES PACKAGE) custom graphic, morph all winners get contest certificate hit me up and let me know the mirror pic u wanna use

Mirror Mirror On The Wall Who Is The Fairest Of Them All.
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL WHO IS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL. there is a lot of mirror pics out there so i decided to do a mirror pic contest PRIZES R AS FOLLOWS judges pick 3 day blast baller gift custom, morph graphic, tag set ( welcome, thanks, humpday) most rates (NUMBER OF RATES) {100 rates gets 1 day blast} big baller gift custom graphic, morph tag set ( welcome, thanks, humpday) most comments (2000 COMMENTS GET U THE MOST RATES PACKAGE) custom graphic, morph all winners get contest certificate hit me up and let me know the mirror pic u wanna use

Mirror, Mirror - A Dangerous Reflection
Mirror, Mirror A Dangerous Reflection Throughout history, a number of myths or superstitions have been born of mirrors and reflections. One of the superstitions we've all heard of is the direness of breaking a mirror, which is suppose to give the careless person seven years of bad luck. But perhaps even more alarming is the connection that mirrors have to the human soul. It's thought that since mirrors hold one's reflection, that they also hold a bit of one's spirit, and in some cultures, mirrors actually reflect the presence of a person's soul. Doubtlessly, such beliefs have given rise to many superstitions and customs. Some of these beliefs probably came about because mirrors were scarce and of inferior quality in pre-industrial Europe, thus presenting the bearer with a grossly distorted image. In fact, many cultures believe that the reflection in a mirror represents another world or dimension that leads to the spirit world. Basically everything in our world exists in rev

Mirror Pictures
Doesn't every camera and camera phone have a timer? So why is it that everyone still stand in front of the damn mirror snaping pictures looking crazy cause you see them holding the camera? I don't know just me, I wouldn't want a picture of me taking pictures of myself.

The Mirror (story)
The Mirror by Raindear816© (Sweet Lil Wicked One) Your every word touched areas of my body that had not yet awakened. I was pleased to see that you were driven to masturbation from my thoughts of you. All those visions of you taking your cock into your hands violently and stroking with such animalistic desire that you surrendered to your need to be naughty with me, just made me creamy. Before I knew it, there was a needy ache between my thighs to experience your touch. Your words inspired me to seek that hot weepy passion welling up inside of me; beckoning me to pleasure myself for you, for me. Instead of the bed, I chose to squat in front of the full length mirror on the back of my bedroom door. I wanted to see all of me, my physical reactions as I came for you. First the skin of my vulva, like that of most women is darker than the other Irish skin that covers me, it is smooth and shaven, it almost feels like crushed velvet. When you rub down, it is smooth, and when I re

Mirror Mirror
I as set here in Fubar I've spoken to quite a few, as I'm sure you can relate you probably have too. So what is it we look for, is it sex for you? Obviously there's more, do we value that too? So whats your attraction I'd like to hear, or we just in a race for points and to level up and we stoop to sex to win the cup? I know there's more to you as there is to me so lets do our best to keep our heads off this tree.

The Mirror
Life is like a mirror you see The refection is here for you and me Only the wise can tell it’s true The rest of us believe to go on through Someone is watching from the other side When I think of that my eyes open wide Are you for sure it’s your reflection you see Or is it someone you wish that you could be The past and the present are here in the glass The vision you see is not what will pass No-one is happy with what they see But all will go on and say it’s just me Smile when you can and frown if you must But this is the only one you can trust Others will lie and say you look good If you’re ok then you see what you should Mirrors are here for us all to see The good and the bad that’s part of me Someone is watching from the other side So smile at yourself and so them your pride Thomas Vern Ellison Jr. 08/30/07

Mirrors
Every time I walk into a room. I can feel your presence, before I even see you. Since my heart begins to race, and the palm of my hands break out in a cold sweat. I tremble at the thought of being close to you. As an unseen force draws us together. I am able to see the different flecks of color. Hidden in the depths of your eyes. I can feel the anticipation of what might be between us. As we move ever closer. When suddenly I realize it's not really you I see. Only your reflection. Is in the mirror staring back at me. I turn frantically searching the room. Trying to find you in the crowd. As I turn back towards the looking glass. I see you standing their with your arms out stretched. Beckoning me forward, my hand connects with the cool surface of your impression. Our fingers touching, without any warmth. Recognizing that we are so close, yet miles apart all in the same instant. I become over whelmed with despair. While everything inside me rages. For me to break the glass. That keeps us

A Mirror
There’s nothing magical about a mirror. A simple thin layer of aluminum placed on a sheet of glass that is back-silvered. Yet when people look in this device, they tend to see entirely different things—the perspectives are all unique. Some thin people see themselves as overweight when using this device. Some attractive people see themselves as homely. But if you can take the mirror’s true reflections—your strengths, your positive attitude, your inner beauty, and your happiness—you’ll live a much more fulfilling life.

Mirror, Mirror.....
Something's gotta go. As we've all noticed, life rewards people for possessing superficial things -- like money, skin-deep beauty ... well, those are the main two. Then there's also youth -- the 18-28 year old crowd get a lot of perks and we don't even recognize them when we go nose to nose with them. Personally, I enjoy life's rewards. That puts me in a bind, since there are only 24 hours in a day and I like to spend quite a few of them sleeping. I am not a slave to my cell phone as some of my friends will attest to. In fact, I am down right annoying with that. I don't listen to my messages until someone will text me and say, "Hey, I can't leave you a message. Empty the box, dork." This also makes me want to forget about exercise. As a somewhat creative type, I find laptops and microphones much more appealing than Nautilus machines. That's probably why the stereotype of a writer is someone slumped over a typewriter with a drink and a cigarette. It's hard to make time to

Mirror Mirror On The Wall....
ohhh you have to check out this week's updates!!! i was getting ready for a shoot, sitting there dinking in the mirror...well i kinda lost in the moment checking myself out and the photographer just took advantage of it! As if one of me wasn't enuff...it's pretty cool how these turned out..look like you get twins!! :) ooo la la!! lol there will be video posting on Friday!!! kaylee www.kayleekurves.com and yes, there truly is membership size and payment method for everyone! cum help me celebrate the launch of my solo site!!

Mirror!
Friend of mine at work today told another co-worker I was bein kinda mean to him...Course he was kidding with me........So I told him every time I look at you it pisses me off!...Doesn't it piss you off every time you look in the mirror??........LMAO

Mirror
The mirror shatters in shards so pure each part defiled and less than they were light glimmers a thousand ways flickering and fading til the end of days a thousand souls cry to be free each one screams an arrow through me hope fades in reflections of rage trapped forever in my tiny cage reason flies in the face of fear tearing down and destroying all that was dear love drowns in the darkling mist crimson tide from the wrist children fall like stalks of wheat flames of pain charring with their heat sanity slips out of my hands trickling away like grains of sand

Mirror With Blind Eyes
Looking in the Mirror with blind EYES feeling the pain that bring us to our Knees reaching up for you in the sky missing you in my dreams oh what can this mean or what is to become of me living life from the bottom of the glass asking the question will this Pass never knowing if you were truly loving me as I was looking in the mirror with blind eyes my heart is tell me I can't see so I reach for you in the Sky smoking gun in hand there is no where for me left to stand I have become only half a man falling into the sea where is the land I was looking in the mirror with blind eyes Reaching for you in the SKY

Mirrored Romance
The cool night air seeps in from the open window as I sit alone in front of the mirror. My body is lightly clothed, a soft white almost lace like wrap moves sensuously over my curves as I lift my arms and run a hairbrush through the length of my soft chestnut tresses. The breeze chills my skin, makes my nipples pucker into hard points as I drop the brush and move my hands over myself. I open my palms, rubbing then clockwise, brushing over the tips of my breasts. The heat of my hands and the coolness of my skin excites me, making a flutter start low in my belly. I watch my hands in the mirror, strumming over my nipples then squeezing and kneading my breasts slowly, rolling and pinching the tips through the thin material. I close my eyes and imagine your hands on my body, your breath on my neck as you tease me, your rough fingers plucking my nipples and my pussy starts to tingle, I feel my moisture seeping from me as I lose myself in my daydream. I lean back in my ch

Mirrored Mind
Different carriers. Same perspectives. Iron souls pour on velvet graves. Masquerades. Raves. Caved in a shell. Oxygen masks for make-up. Eyes that cant cry. Pills to feel real. All is 1 and all is bright. Scandals, deals for savage kings, breastfed off of silver. Blank stares in sheets of silence, cold wind behind the walls. Bringing forth demons of thought into public. Sucking their lifeless lips. Behold this new creation. Sandy streets with no end... murajes of murder n dick. Bliss. Semon needed frequently to give the meaning life. Horny pigs with false intentions scatter out their seeds. Indulge in these fairy tales, then take it up the ass for me. Brilliant genious master-minds.. our kinds, our enemies. No1 seing the picture to this. No1 deserves to breath. Weed. Cocaine. Is it all the same.? Paying to get high. Severed wings with beastly grins and sadened angels eye. Common theives predicting futures. Religious parties drying the ear. Spirit means nothing, yet hell still exists, p

The Mirror
“THE MIRROR” CHAPTER 1: GETTING READY THE CANDLES ARE LIT, REFLECTING IN THE MIRROR, THE MUSIC IS PLAYING AND THE FIRE IS RAGING, IN HIS HEART AND THROUGHOUT HIS BODY AND SOUL. ALL THAT’S MISSING IS THE SEXIEST MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN HE HAS EVER KNOW. HE HEARS HER OPENING THE DOOR AND HIS HEART ALMOST JUMPS OUT OF HIS CHEST (LIKE IT ALWAYS DOES WHENEVER SHE IS NEAR) IN ANTICIPATION OF WHAT’S TO COME. HE MEETS HER AT THE DOOR WITH A BOUQUET OF ROSES THAT HE GROWS JUST FOR HER, AND TAKES HER IN HIS ARMS AND HOLDS HER AS TIGHT AS HE CAN. HE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR SO VERY LONG AND HOPES SHE HAS TOO. HE TELLS HER HOW HAPPY HE IS THAT SHE’S HERE AND THAT THIS WILL BE A NIGHT THAT WILL LIVE IN HIS HEART AND SOUL FOR THE REST OFF HIS LIFE. CHAPTER 2 : THE BEGINNING HE LEADS HER TO THE ROOM THAT WILL BE THEIR EDEN FOR THE NEXT FEW HOURS, THE ONLY LIGHT COMING FROM THE TWO CANDLES AND HER BEAUTIFUL EYES. HE CAN HEAR HER HEART BEGINNING TO BEAT ALMOST AS LOUD AS HIS OWN AND

Mirror, Mirror
Mirror mirror what's wrong with me? I look in you daily, fearfully Ugliness is what i behold Alas, it's me, or so i'm told. Rotund, obese and frightfully pale, Unfortunately it's me that hails From this body trapped inside, Forever from the world i hide. Show me fear and show me pain, I'll show you me, i am not vain. Beauty within, ugly without, That's exactly what i'm all about. I'm afraid of what's inside of me So i hide it with obesity Mirror, mirror, tell me true Am i all i see in you? Do people see beyond their eyes? Can they see that beauty lies Just beyond the skin and veins? One heart beats in lots of pain. I hurt, I feel like anyone But, it seems, I have no one. No one cares what they can't see: Not ugliness... ...it's only me. D. R. Hyden wrote this ages ago... my self esteem has never been very good. tho better now than then. but hey...we all have our issues...lolol

The Mirror
The Mirror I look in the mirror and what do I see A perfect stranger is looking at me Don't tell me i'm wrong i know this ain't real I'm going insane, i can see what i feel I try to avoid it, i'm blocking my eyes but i feel these vibrations and it's feeling so nice The warmth of his body, the heat of the flesh I'm fighting against it while i strip off my dress I want you inside of me I can visualise what yoou're feeling inside As i'm touching your spine, i can make you unwind feel the glow from my hands, it's the heat that i send with the oil that i blend, let's go straight to the end Come through the mirror i want you to rock me I'll give you the power the will to be horny I need you to fill mpe with your glistening treasures My body is moist and it's a palace of pleasure Lay down beside me, then torture and please me Let's have a party all over my body Let's come together like the pearl in the oyster You can whip me and bite me cause t

Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, Mirror Mirror, Mirror on the wall Will i take that fall Should i try or would it b better 2 say good-bye Mirror, Mirror on the wall I don't think i like who i c at all I c a tear streaked face, and someone who wants so many things 2 take place Mirror, Mirror what is fair Y do i even care I should just walk away and save the pain 4 another day Mirror, Mirror set me free Let me become the person i long 2 b Mirror, Mirror on the wall I want 2 become strong and stand tall Help me if u can, try and lend me a hand Mirror, Mirror on the wall

The Mirror
looking in the mirror. can't you see what everybody sees? thought you'd see things clearer, but you brought yourself down to your knees. and i'm looking through you. through you. do you? don't you recognize all the signs? you wanted to get somewhere. so you used your friends to hitch a ride. Now you've reached that somewhere, but you feel so alone 'there' every night. don't you wanna get back to? back to? do you? don't you remember the way home? ...is it a true again? can you still refrain? is the pleasure worth all this pain? ...the mirror looks back at you and it sees what everybody sees. it know it's gonna get you, but you're too blind to let yourself be free. even the mirror looks through you. through you. do you? don't you recognize all the signs? you're staring at some strangers face. it's to late! can't you find your way out of this maze. it's to late! no one's as blind as he who will not see. guess that it's over, can't you see you and me. guess that it's over for me. can't you

The Mirror
The Mirror I held up a mirror To my indecision. I couldn’t decide If I liked what I saw. I knew it was something, Or perhaps it was nothing. Regardless, I’d decided I wanted it all. But nothing came forth, Nothing coherent. Nothing – No light or inspired image. Where could it be hiding? Where could it be hidden? Where could it, or could it be Perhaps not at all? Elusive emotions, Transcendent devotions; Perhaps I was just Inside of a dream. But I couldn’t be sure, So I stared at the mirror. Was there something there That wasn’t before? Time enough for questions - I awaited the answers. Didn’t anything Deign to be real? I could not tell, So I dared touch the mirror… Nothing but coldness To suggest it was there. Who was I fooling? Some image of conscious Regarded me coldly From beyond the glass wall. A reflection of Ego, It dared me to thinking That maybe I am Just a reflection of all.

Mirror Mask
Fake Anything made to appear otherwise than it actually is; counterfeit. Good call. Fake My smile when you ask, “What’s wrong?” My calm reassurance that “I’m just tired.” Yeah, tired of this. Fake My confident stride and care about school. You think that I’m perfect. Why can’t you see through this Mirror Mask? A one-way mask showing what you want to see. Fake My scoffs about self-mutilation. You don’t see the truth on me. The still bleeding-scabbing cuts The only way that I can feel real. Fake My sardonic teasing of your childishness. It is only to hide my wish that I could be me, Or someone else. Not this Fake I change my actions and thoughts around you. It makes others say, “What a nice girl.” Well I have news for you, all of you. It is FaKe I am not well. I need help but you can’t see through My cracking façade. Well, I’m done being Fake A mannequin that fits your will, But now that I hav

Mirror Of My Past
As i look into the mirror of my past everything comes back to me But memories of you are the ones that last I miss the way you looked at me they way you smiled and said "I love you baby, forever we will be" I guess I miss those lies you told & the words you failed to prove "Tomorrow is another day, but i'll always be yours to hold" The saturday kisses and the sunday calls I'd wake up early just to hear your voice You said you'd never leave, you'd always be there to catch my falls What happened to those promises you made that you swore youd never break like loving me forever & never letting memories fade I sit here and i think, i smile and i glare wondering a lot about my past but more so about the future i must bare What would my life have been if you never left my side would i still be whole within What would it have truly been if you were still here with me would my heart still be whole within Would i still be full of grief or would everything fall

The Mirror
The Mirror Catching a glimpse of the mirror Leaning closer to see Shaking my head in disbelief Fingers touch the glass in wonder This can't be me in there I don't recognize that face That face has experienced too much Eyes filled with sadness Search for something familiar My fingers trace my face This is so strange, so disconnected The person inside me is so different Younger and free, so full of life I'm trying to understand why I don't know the person looking back at me Sue E Price Copyright ©2005 Sue E Price

Mirror, Mirror
1. Mirror, Mirror on the Wall "Don't fool yourselves. For if a person just listens and doesn't obey, he is like a man looking at his face in a mirror; as soon as he walks away, he can't see himself anymore or remember what he looks like."1 "Mirror, mirror on the wall ... lie to me!" Don't we sometimes wish? Either fortunately or unfortunately, mirrors don't lie, unless, of course, the mirror is distorted. If so, its reflection will also be distorted. And if I am not true to my word and do what I say I am going to do, there is something distorted within me. As the old saying goes, "Talk is cheap." Keeping one's word and promises is a character trait to be highly valued. It is being authentic and maintaining integrity. Unfortunately, it seems that keeping one's word for many anymore doesn't amount to too much. Like a worker I used some time ago who claimed to be involved in Promise Keepers. It was a joke. He rarely kept either his word or his promises. Sadly, a person who doe

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
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Mirrored
I have your tongue your passion for the truth your need to drive the needle of the mind right to the heart of it all like the wings of a hummingbird beating so wildly and fast that we think he has no feet just going from quest to quest again to the heart for I am yourself more then you are... ------------------- copyright protected. Rights solely owned by me. No unauthorized use allowed

The Mirror
He looks in the mirror The face staring back is unfamiliar Disheveled, sleep deprived Someone he doesn't know Anger, frustration, depression Emotions that do not normally show He doesn't like who he is seeing. He looks away, the reflection unmoving He doesn't want to see the wretchedness He doesn't want to see the tears The face still stares back at him Laughs at him, mocks him He let his reflection win. He washes his face, and remembers Remembers what life was like What it means to succeed How to move on, how to love again He forgets his worries for a moment The face in the mirror disappears He sighs as he looks up The face reflecting is now smiling Worry free, happy His anger is dispelled Gone are the tears, the pain He looks into the mirror And he sees the Future

The Mirror
I SEARCH WITHIN MY HEART AND FOUND A SOUL I LOOKED INTO THE MIRROR THIS MORNING AND FOUND MY ESSENSES I DUG DEEP AND I FOUND A PAIN VISION OF MY WORLD WAS LOOKING BACK AT ME STRUGGLES,GRIEFS,UNBAREABLE,YET I SURVIVED HAPPINESS,AND JOY,YET I CRIED. I SEARCHED WITHIN MY SOUL TODAY AND I FOUND MY LIFE. I DUGGED DEEP,AND I FOUND A BROKEN HEART HASSOCKS VISION OF WHAT USE TO BE,CAME ALIVE,AND FAUGHT BACK AT ME. UNCERTANTIES,AND SORROW HINDER MY THOUGHTS. I CLOSED MY EYES,AND THAT IN WHICH WAS LOOKING BACK AT ME.DISAPPEARED,FOR A MOMENT.AND INSIDE MY DARKNESS,I SEEN WHAT LIFE'S LITTLE DISCOMFORTS,A TEST.JUST A TEST.HOW WE ENDURE THEM.HOW WE GROW FROM THEM.ACCEPT THEM.CLING TO THEM.OUTWIT THEM.IS ALL UP TO THE PERSON I SEEN TODAY.I LOOKED IN THE MIRROR TODAY,AND BEHOLD IT WAS I LOOKING BACK AT ME.

The Mirror
The Mirror Broken glass, broken heart. Hatred filled eyes. Gazing into the looking glass, you're sure there is more, more than what lies in sight. You can't take it anymore. This life you lead has to end. Throwing yourself into the mirror, appearing to shatter all possible hope left. Picking up the shards of life, picking them up and grasping them tight, squeezing them, making it hurt so bad, the razor-sharp edges, just digging into the softness of your hands. They hurt so bad, but now you can no longer feel, for they pierced all the nerves in your hands. Feeling the pain release from your body, the dark crimson water rushes down. Your soul that was already slipping away, finally leaves you in peace. The juice that flows so nice, so red, so tasteful... So delicate, so needed, it's the release you have so longingly needed. It's finally been found. It brings the slightest bit of hope. Smiling with lack of sanity, laying on the floor, not even knowing who yo

The Mirror Unbroken
The Mirror Unbroken by LateNiteFantasy© Frightening how the plane prismed into instant schisms of light, reflections deflected in jagged and bloody edges the pain wedged deep into torn skin. Thin shards sliced to bone as the fist twisted in agony, its blow to the mirrored chin mired in self-doubt and recrimination, shunned by anyone professing "true" love. Above it all somehow, she slyly sifted, lifting the sparkling, silvered slivers as if her face had shattered with the blow, slowly piecing glass into piercing lies. It was her eyes that hurt the most, the hostess enduring a pain never inflicted conflicted by the image she had created and what she saw in the mirror unbroken.

Mirror , Mirror
Mirror, Mirror on the wall Will I take that fall Should I try or would it be better to say good-bye Mirror, Mirror on the wall I don't think I like who I see at all I see a tear streaked face, and someone who wants so many things to take place Mirror, Mirror what is fair Why do I even care I should just walk away and save the pain for another day Mirror, Mirror set me free Let me become the person I long to be Mirror, Mirror on the wall I want to become strong and stand tall Help me if you can, try and lend me a hand Mirror, Mirror on the wall....

Mirror
In dreams, mirrors can reflect directly, reflect with additions or deletions, or serve as a doorway into another reality as in Alice in Wonderland. The mirror is troubling because it shows us plainly what is before us, forcing us to interpret and evaluate whether or not we like what we see. If the mirror is inconsistent-by adding or deleting images-it is a projection of perceptive versus actual reality. In this case the dream may be a herald that you are misinterpreting the motives of others by not accepting them at face value. (Who or what is being added or deleted from the mirror?) Finally, the mirror as a doorway to another world is usually a fantasy created by the subconscious. As Alice discovered when she went through the looking glass, the mirror is a metaphor of possible worlds. Does your dream mirror function as a gate or access out of one boundary and into another possible world? What is more desirable or more threatening about that world?

Mirror Me
My soul reflects yours and transcends all doubts. Creating an infinite love our passionate feelings intertwine with the common thread found inside the linings of our hearts. This filament could never be stretched or torn unless the burdens of the outside world were to intervine. Love has no mercy for those who seek it. Let the angels guide us through the labyrinth of our minds. Shadows of ardor silhouette our hearts and drench our souls with elated bliss. Love is a canvas painted by God and simply embroidered with our imaginations.

Mirrors
Plot Summary: Ben Carson (Kiefer Sutherland) is an ex-cop dealing with post-traumatic stress syndrome, who takes a job as a night watchman at an old luxury department store that was burned in a large fire. Soon after he begins his job, Ben is haunted by horrific visions in the large mirrors of the store at night. These entities begin to pursue him and his family, watching them through all reflective surfaces Ben's family is near. In a desperate race to save himself and his estranged family from harm, Ben attempts to unveil the sordid story that these spirits want him to bring to light...before it is too late. My Comments: I read the reviews for this movie and they were decent, so I gave it a try. It moved along well and had a few jumpy moments. Not too bad. Rating: 6/10

The Mirror Girl!!
The Mirror Girl the mirror girl - stares back at me with a look that knows to much & a skin thats never felt the burn of true loves soft caressing touch. she speaks with lips that smile - & laugh but never have with true loves lips - been kissed & cries with careful - countenance that never have been missed the mirror girl is cold & crystal hard enough to feel but who is to say on the other side shes not the one who`s real? the mirror girl is a stoic thing that does not pain or ache but while i suffer & endure the mirror girl merely - breaks.

Mirror
I ask myself why have I limited myself to this, I look up and I see you smile, So much you want me to perceive, And all I have to do is run this mile, Putting more attention, To the measure of this length, I look at these scrawny legs, And think I will run with my own strength, Many have been invited, But few have been chosen, Wondering about the cause of ignorance, I see that all of these hearts have been stolen, By an ill-mannered society, That has rated you to the extent of self-indulgence, What they show you isn�t wisdom or love, What they teach you is repugnance, It has been said in the book of wisdom, We see but a poor reflection in this mirror of fate, But eventually there will come the time, When you shall see yourself face to face.

Mirror Of Tears
Once, a maid as fair as the seas in early fire’s fall was bound by horrid curse, To remain with in the heart’s Tower held high above the touch of loving embrace. Her tears would shine upon the land like the reflections of the mirrors plight. She grew weary of the shadowed halls in which all around her hung not light and life, But shades of the hollow images the tear stained mirror did project. On one warm and sparkling eve’ng the maid with lilies wove into her soul Did chance to see a Knight as cool as an Autumn kiss and as lovely as the waning moon. Trice she stepped across her chamber-nay the prison of her heart. For just a closer glimpse of that which at that moment held her lite, love, heart and soul. His eye returning the stare as clear and calm as summers breeze, twas love she did feel there? For his eyes, his words did state so, each herald love of truth, loyalty, faithfulness, compassion. With each breath the maiden fought the very e

Mirror Mirror On The Wall.
There has been a lot of drama in my life lately and I think the stress is getting to me.Last night I was just sitting around totally bored, thinking about my life and did something really weird. I don't know if it was because I was missing Britney, or because I was feeling sorry for myself or just because it was Halloween but I ended up trying some of that beauty potion Britney brought me from Aruba. I KNOW! CRAZY! RIGHT??? I don't know what I was thinking. It's not like I believe in this stuff but I thought "Why not? What do I have to loose?". And besides half of you guys practically DARED me to try it!! Any ways the whole point is, this morning when I got up and remembered what I did went into the bathroom and sheepish looked into the mirror. And you know what???? I looked exactly the SAME. But there was a moment...just for a moment... when I actually wondered if I would look different. May be that's the real power of magic. The ablity to let us beleive things can change. Things c

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Shrek, Beyonce' and Denzel Washington were all having lunch together. Shrek said, 'I've always thought that I'm the strongest man in the world, but how can I be sure?' Denzel Washington said, 'I'm pretty sure I'm the sexiest man alive but I've never had it confirmed.' Beyonce' agreed. 'I'm told I'm the most gorgeous of them all, but sometimes I wonder.' They all decided that the best way to find out if their beliefs were true was to ask the famed talking 'mirror, mirror on the wall' to confirm for them whether Shrek was the strongest, Beyonce was the most gorgeous and Denzel Washington was the sexiest. They agreed to meet again the next day for lunch to discuss their findings. The next day Shrek walked up with a smile. 'Well, it's true. The mirror told me that I am the strongest man in the world.' Denzel Washington perked up and said: 'And I know for sure that I'm the sexiest man alive.' But Beyonce' lifted her sad, gorgeous face and said....... "Who in the world is P

Mirror Mirror On The Wall. 2
I don't know if it's just a coincident but something is actually different since I've sampled that "beauty potion". I know this will sound odd but...it's my nails. My nails have always been brittle and prone to breaking and now to my great surprise, they're becoming stronger and healthier and GROWING! I realize most people wouldn't even notice such a thing but I find this change extraordinary and rather pleasing. Seeing my nails grow out long and elegant makes me feel rather girly. Perhaps this drink contains some sort of intense vitamin B complex because I think my hair is taking on more body . Normally, without any product it's a bit of a frizzy birds nest so I tend to wear it tied back or in an up do and now it's feels softer. I don't know enough about chemistry to really understand what's causing this but I am enjoying the effect!

Mirror Mirror
Mirror, Mirror Shrek, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt were all having lunch together. Shrek said, I've always thought that I'm the strongest man in the world, but how can I be sure? Angelina Jolie agreed. 'I'm told I'm the most gorgeous of them all, but sometimes I wonder.' Brad Pitt said, 'I'm pretty sure I'm the sexiest man ever but I've never had it confirmed.' They all decided that the best way to find out if their beliefs were true was to ask the famed talking 'mirror, mirror on the wall' to confirm for them whether Shrek was the strongest, Angelina Jolie was the most gorgeous and Brad Pitt was the sexiest. They agreed to meet again the next day for lunch to discuss their findings. The next day Shrek walked up with a smile. 'Well, it's true. The mirror told me th

Mirror Mask! (2005) By: Jim Henson Preductions
MirrorMask (2005) Valentine: I'm an important person you see. I have a tower, a wonderful tower it was, tall and grand. Helena: Are you? Valentine: Of course. Helena: Where is your tower then? Valentine: We aren't talking... We had an argument, you see. Sphinx: Hungry. Helena: Riddle? Riddle. So have you thought of an answer yet? Gryphon: You can''t pass. I give up, I think, no wait, wait... Fine. What's the answer? Helena: Okay. It's a herring. Gryphon: But a herring isn't green. Helena: You can paint it green. Gryphon: But a herring doesn't hang on a wall. Helena: You can nail it to a wall. Gryphon: But a herring doesn't whistle! Helena: Oh, come on. I just put that in to stop it from being too obvious. Helena: [Trying to summon Valentine's tower to stop from being consumed by shadow swarm] You know, sometimes it helps to apologize to others, even if it isn't your fault. Valentine: I'M SORRY. [repeated line] Valentine: I am a very important man

Mirror, Mirror
Mirror mirror lie to me Show me what I wanna see Mirror mirror lie to me Why don't I like the girl I see The one who's standing right in front of me Why don't I think before I speak I should have listened to that voice inside me I must be stupid must be crazy must be out of my mind To say the kind of things I said last night Mirror mirror hanging on the wall You don't have to tell me who's the biggest fool of all Mirror mirror I wish you could lie to me And bring my baby back, bring my baby back to me Mirror mirror lie to me Show me what I wanna see Mirror mirror lie to me Show me what I wanna see Why did I let you walk away When all I had to do was say I'm sorry I let my pride get in the way And in the heat of the moment I was to blame I must be stupid, must be crazy, must be out of my mind Now in the cold light of the day I realize Mirror mirror hanging on the wall You don't have to tell me who's the biggest fool of all Mirr

Mirror
Mirror-mirror on the wall show me what you see if you really reflect it all show every piece of me behind my eyes, behind my smile deep into my soul linger for a little while show me all you know not just a figure standing here reveal all that's inside show me, even though I fear here and now, it's time show the bruised and battered place in me the piece that just can't cope the part that longs to be set free the side where life's a joke the innocence hiding behind the sin the adult inside the child the heart that won't let anyone in the piece of me that's mild the place in me that's always red the part that's forever blue the side that follows what is said the piece that's always confused the place in me that thinks I’m right the part that knows I’m wrong the side that's bloated up with pride the piece that can't go on the coward inside the fighter the genius next to the dumb the part that's drunk with laughter the side that shies from fun

Mirror Image
The person I feel I am on the inside is not who I see when I look in the mirror. When I look in the mirror I see all my flaws and the reasons why they don't match. Reminders of more painful times are the first obviously visible thing to me. I see it in my silhouette, I see it in the way I move, I see it on my skin. I see the years that have slipped passed me while I was involuntarily sedentary. I see age in my skin, my hair, my eyes. I see the evidence of the children I bore, the life I created. I see a limited person. I see a person I do not recognize. I see a trapped soul. The person I look for in the mirror is young and vibrant. The person I look for is carefree, adventurous, spontaneous. Without physical or potential limitations. I look for the person I feel wants to conquer the world. A person who would climb mountains just to watch the sun setting behind the world. A person who would jump out of a perfectly good airplane and parachute thru the heavens just for the thrill of it

Mirror Mirror..
Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the one seen by all? Mirror mirror in my heart Who's the one playing the part? Mirror Mirror in my dreams Who's not the one as she seems? Mirror Mirror in the lane Who's wishes she could start again? Mirror mirror who I ask, Who wants to drop there mask? Mirror mirror I no the reply Who is it, it is I

Mirror Of Reflection
Mirror of Reflection It is one to believe that being real comes from the inner self and what is fake is an outward reflection of a desire to act out to capture the attention of others in a mirror of a lie. What makes the real person strong, is one who can truly stand in that reflection and know that in ones heart they are themselves. By Michael Dougherty

Mirrors Of The Soul
mirrors of the soul the windows meet that dew drops sweet of intent far from long days for sunsets tinged with purple a knob knurled the tree that leans against the clime that pushes from west to east every morning the boughs upsticking catch shafts of sunlight across the sky is a vast work so vast my hands cannot cover the complexity of orbits of bodies of celestial color that doom grey dust of lunar sand that quiet cold without escape and when the solar rays light the surface is warmed beyond life supremely abject calm passing calm then dark then night speckled with salt grained totality even passing once this eternity and passed again the revolve of motions complex and capering that guide the way and so the stars have yet small motions to begin for everything moves slower and slower and slow

Mirror
Standing in front of the mirror Watching all of life's possibilities go flashing across it Reaching out to grab onto one of them Trying to hold it close Wishing for a solid road to walk on Looking down at your feet Imagining walking along a broken and cracked road Trying to avoid all of the potholes and missing pieces Looking forward and seeing a smooth piece Wondering if this is just a mirage A trick played on you to help ease your fears Struggling to try to trust yourself Standing at the fork in the road Trying to see ahead Looking for that sign A sign saying "Take this one" Feeling a small hand slide into yours Looking down Seeing a little face looking up at you Trust written on his face Feeling your heart constrict Sweat making your palms slick Watching a smile bloom on his face The grip on your heart lessening Feeling your palms go dry Smiling down at him as you Take that first s

Mirror Of Reflection
It is one to believe that being real comes from the inner self and what is fake is an outward reflection of a desire to act out to capture the attention of others in a mirror of a lie. What makes the real person strong, is one who can truly stand in that reflection and know that in ones heart they are themselves. By Michael Dougherty

The Mirroring World
We Are Like Nature Nature is a mirror, inspiring and teaching us, deepening our sense of belonging in the world. Wherever you look, you can see that our patterns and the patterns of the natural world are the same. You can find this resonance in every form, from molecules to plants and animals and to planets. We live our lives according to the same principles as the trees, the mountains, the clouds, and the birds. We begin our lives in the womb, folded in on ourselves like the bud of a flower. We can see our whole lives in the mirror of this natural form. When we emerge from the womb, we slowly begin our unfolding, just as the flower begins to open its petals. At its prime, the flower draws many insects to it and also the eyes of appreciative humans. When the flower’s petals begin to fade and its life cycle comes to an end, it ceases to hold itself upright and returns to the earth. Traditionally, we return to the earth, just as all plants and animals do. Like flowers, we leav

Mirror
i see you the young woman filled with idealism wanting to change the world the one taking risks in love before she became far to sensible. she's still here the young girl running in the field collecting fire flies in a jar kissing a young man in the moonlight the girl with the insatiable curiousity and desire to explore the world. i step away from the mirror for i still have much to do...

Mirror
what do I gaze upon? my reflection in the mirror this object so life like yet so stiff doesn't move, doesn't breath just sits there and stares back at me it is as if life is different on the other side no such pain, no such sarrow just happiness and love for always and tomarrow but you take another glance into the mirror and you will find that a mirror is just a mirror there will always be pain, and sarrow no matter where you look it will always be there the true queston is, is it fair?

Mirror
I sit here and long to be the way that I was to have an open heart and to sing a song of love but it will never be as such I know that I'm trapped in darkness save this mirror that I touch I've come to conclude that I'm trapped inside this hell I know that my body is just an empty shell It's eternally and wholly too much now trapped inside my mind save this mirror that I touch I remember the days in which I used to laugh but now I feel my life's been severed that I'm missing my better half now the tears flow free down my crutch because I'm staring at my smiling face in this mirror that I touch

Mirror Fun!
I had a thought as I was just looking at your picture... I would love to get you by a big mirror and id love to have you at an angle so you could see me tongue and finger your pussy. If I came into the room and you were like that I would have to turn you to the side (spinning you quickly to surprise you) and put my hand behind your neck and give you a few deep kisses as I pulled you close. I would continue kissing as I slid my hands down your body (firmly holding your sides) as I pulled a kiss back and bit my lower lip and looked into your eyes. I would whisper you to close them and lay your head back, as I kissed my way down to your breasts and softly kissed and caressed them and then giving them a firm lick around the nipple and suck. Kissing my lips down to your belly button I would have my hands slid down catching my fingers in you panties and maybe giving them a little snap. I would then kiss down and go past your sweet panty covered pussy and kiss your ankles and slid my hands ba

Mirrored
On mysapce is a Blog that mirrored this one but this one will be different. The sombre mood and tears by my sister is easliy understood by me. I believe her son at hes Graduation Party said it all. My sister feels justified by any position she takes. Myself, there is no justification. Saul understood when he said we are at war with Principalities and its Powers. Saul of Tarsus as he was known would be known as St. Paul by many. There was a book I read long time ago and it left an impression on me. There was in it a story that went like this. Man and the Devil was walking on 18th and Chestnut at around 8 AM on a Sunday. Further up there was a man walking alone. The man ahead stopped and so did the man and the Devil. Man ahead bent down and picked something up and stood up jumping and shouting as he ran off. The man and the Devil began to walk again. Man asked the Devil I wonder what he found to excite him so much. The Devil calmly said he found the Truth. Man taken back said well doesn'

Mirrors' Point Of View
I've delved into my own eyes from a mirrors' point of view I witnessed the skies of self doubt cast itself upon my future's twilight I've seen my river of creativity overflow the shores of my insperation It nurtured my fields of confidence long enough for me to delve deep And muster the confidence that bulids naturaly from knowing oneself Some see a mirror as a tool for viewing the horror of a monring face For me it's a window for viewing the evolution of my bountiful future

Mirror Of Love
MIRROR OF LOVE His eyes beheld my ownthat night in JuneWhile ambling 'neath astarry midnight skyAnd, there below an oval,platinum moonWe viewed a crimson cometpassing byThe warm night airbore clothing for our skinYet, in our nakednesswe failed to seeHow some could view such art form as a sinThe finely sculpted linesof ecstasyAnd though some speak of art,I fear them blindWhen they choose not to seeand thus, denyWhile gazing on us unclothedthey may findNo beauty more toe'er enchant the eyeThan you, my love, thy heartas pure as goldAnd me, whose love ismirrored in your soul.

The Mirror
So l looked into the mirror tonight, and saw very clearly in my features what I'm going to look like when I am older. I saw my uncles, grandfather, and great uncles in my face. I aged myself in my mind 30 years. I hope you'll be there with me when I'm old.

Mirror Mirror
Mirror Mirror Why? How could you? If only you would have listened when you were younger.. Now look at yourself! Ha! Love, for you now, is only a hunger. Your talking to yourself? Have you really gone mad my dear? Is that me you see in that mirror or is it another fantasy? Me.. Ohh.. Me.. I so appologise to you! I love you, but have given up on a lot of the things I had planned to do. I see you crying, as I watch you, it keeps breaking my heart within. Alone. Heart broken. Blood tainted, all for the short pleasures of sin. He could never love you, your face is not pale enough for him. His life is too complicated for what you need, give it up my friend. Your loosing yourself within this fantasy world you yearn for so bad. Hey You! Wake up! Remember .....Me is all you ever had! Stop fu*king crying.There is more beauty in life than just in your tears. Death keeps tormenting you....... I know your tired of the fears... Just relax ...maybe he will read this and see how you

The "mirror" Effect
OK, after listening to all this crap on the news and shit, I figure it's time to write a little something about it. About shit in general, because I can be very opinionated, LOL! Soda tax, for one...to fight obesity. What the fuck? Who does that shit? Let's tax the shit that fat fuck's drink to fight their fatness? Really now? OK, I don't have a problem with people who are overweight, just the attitude about it. Who are we holding acountable for the bad mistakes people are making? And just not obesity either, it's always a game of trying to pass the buck, pointing the finger. Wal-Mart, an unstopable creature, unless you really don't want to stop it, quit shopping there. Yes, I know, it's nice to have one-stop shopping after you cash your check, you can get groceries, diapers, and your vinegar based douche all in one place. I personally, hate driving all over to get what I need, but I won't feed money into that monster. Wal-Mart purchases goods from China, therefore taking

Mirrors
I sit here and long to be the way that I was to have an open heart and to sing a song of love but it will never be as such I know that I'm trapped in darkness save this mirror that I touch I've come to conclude that I'm trapped inside this hell I know that my body is just an empty shell It's eternally and wholly too much now trapped inside my mind save this mirror that I touch I remember the days in which I used to laugh but now I feel my life's been severed that I'm missing my better half now the tears flow free down my crutch because I'm staring at my smiling face in this mirror that I touch

Mirror Me
LIKE ALWAYS HUGE WORK IN PROGRESS, alot of rewriting and editing to be done MIrror meMirror me first thing i seeupon morning wake i stare at theeflaws and imperfections appear rapidlya torrid reflection of a 25 years pastthe burning from rage neatly hidden undera dimpled smile guarded by lock and keymirror me you cant fool meothers see wit, charm, humor and beautyI see a scared little boy desprately hidingwho fears to abide my adultly responsibilities life is still a game, i tell them all, close there eyes and count to threei found the perfect spot, it's a dark damp place called complacency ,the happy people never go in there, and even if they do ill convince themwith all my clever guile , they have the wrong man,after all im just a small child, another lost soul,demand i recieve a pardon, and fall back to my latent self-destructive tendincies,they thought for sure this time they caught me,I was always the one in controlMIrror me at night i look once morewhat in the mornig were

Mirrored
I have your tongueyour passion for the truthyour need to drive theneedle of the mind rightto the heart of it alllike the wings of a hummingbirdbeating so wildly and fastthat we think he has no feetjust going from quest to questagain to the heartfor I am yourselfmore then you are...

Mirror Shot Contest!!
Ok Gang....Since I love mirror shots so much..Ive been told that I should do a contest. So, guys and gals, if you have a sexy mirror shot and want a chance to win 5 million fubucks...let me know. My investor tells me I should start the contest as soon as possible so....spread the word.....and private message me with contest in the subject......The contest will run for 7 days, it must be SFW and total number of rates and comments will be added up to determine the winner......this is my first time, so be gentle on me.... guys and girls...don't be shy!!

Mirrors Of The Soul
I am drawn By the sparks in your eyes. Like a moth to a flame. I'am capture By the color in your eyes Like a light to a prism. I am pulled By the need in your eyes Like a tide to a shore But most of all I am attracted By the love in your eyes Like a women to a man.

Mirror Mirror ...
Mirror, Mirror .. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me & show me what I want to see, a world untouched, un-harmed by love, a world not cursed, that soars above, a world of warmth, not cold as ice, a world where hearts break once, not twice. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me & show me what I wish to see, a moonlit night, not pouring rain, tears cried for joy, not cried for pain, a peaceful life, a brand-new slate, a world where love can't turn to hate. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me & show me what I hope to see, a world where pain cannot occur, where tears don't make my vision blur, where happiness can't drag me down, and love won't try to make me drown. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me & show me what I pray to see, a place where I won't need to feel, where time and life are not so real, a place where I don't need to think, where into death I'll never sink. Mirror, Mirror, lie to me & show me what I know can't be, a world where death is not a choice, a

"mirror" Fringe Review (5 Star)
Hello People, Janey here, I got my first review in for my show The Godley Hour at the Edinburgh Fringe. Janey Godley - The Godley Hour By John Nicholson on August 7, 2010 9:30 AM in Edinburgh Festival Fringe You'll find people from all over the world at the Fringe from all different backgrounds, races and creeds. But one of the most noticably absent ethnic minorities is the over-40 white working class woman, as Janey herself observes.Her distinctive Glaswegian voice is always a welcome breath of fresh proletarian air in the middle-class fog and her informal, chatty style gives her performance an intimacy lacking in so many comedians who desperately want to be somebody or something. However, distinctive voice or not, you still need to be funny. And Janey is. Very funny. Perhaps especially so for the older members of the audience. A few of the students present may not have had the life experience to fully appreciate her wicked and hilarious insights into every day exist

Mirror
Darkness locks it inside of me, severed from my life you see. If only someone had the key, maybe they could set me free. Live my life fif only she, could feel the fire inside of me maybe we could someday be, part of my reality. Sometime I just want to disappear, exiting only in a mirror, looking out at the world. from behind a safe reflection of all that will never be. Spending my eternity, for a love that may never be. Just to have you here with me, would bring to life my fantasy. A life that would bring to me happiness never ending...

Mirror Friend
you make me laugh , when i am down. you give me company, when their is no one i can turn too. you are like me, in so many ways.. your my match, my friend, my everything. you are me. me in the mirror, lookin back at me

Mirror
Darkness locks it inside of me, severed from my life you see. If only someone had the key, maybe they could set me free. Live my life if only she, could feel the fire inside of me maybe we could someday be, part of my reality. Sometime I just want to disappear, exiting only in a mirror, looking out at the world. from behind a safe reflection of all that will never be. Spending my eternity, for a love that may never be. Just to have you here with me, would bring to life my fantasy. A life that would bring to me happiness never ending...

Mirror Mirror On The Wall...
Looking into my reflection what do I see some strange fool stairing back at me! The jester hat atop his head the crack smile painted red… With a face so like mine twisted, painful & joyous yet unkind… I watch in a silent trance as the image before me expands till each line of my body & his lie exposed… with each change I see him shift before me amazed at this new gift… With new eyes do I see this dancing fool that bounds in circles around me… may cloths so soon turn to rags on his frame each lies told outwardly showing his shame… I watch each step as he shacks his staff makes jokes & his wicked cackling laugh… Then suddenly he stops eye to eye once more studying me as I have him each line in my strained face then down to another place… As if with eyes that could see within to the place where my pain begins… To the place filled with lies, half truths hidden from oneself … To what the world has shown him & to each one

The Mirror
broken are the words you throw at me heartless and cold my hands start to go numb I'm all alone here existing in the world the air that surronds me I take a deep breath and i inhale in all the sickness you spread who am I what do I do here are my choices they are all laid out for me I feel so old stress has aged me Is this me? no its an infected reflection of me I'm torn I'm scared and I'm all alone just me and my mirror

The Mirror
when do you say enough is enough before you become something instead of someone can you look in the mirror seeing your reflection and not cringe at the sight is that the person you want your love to see your kids I asked myself that very question what is online fun a trumped up fantasy can come back to haunt you when a child sees it by accident a lover comes over can you smile and say hi baby online or offline you have to live with what you do the mistakes you make what your limit is when you say enough im submissive to a point a masters pet i would obey a show of pride some value more then flesh a sense of worth even at the hands of a master you know your value his or her pride at having you what you do effects not just yourself but all those around friends family master lover spouse next time you are near the mirror ask yourself are you ok with you are in every fiber of your being I am I know what I want I know who I am I lo

Mirror
I look in the mirror and see a girl, Who is staring back at me. I don't know who she is, Because she's not the girl I wana be. She puts a smile on, While inside she is falling apart. She says, "I'm okay", As pain fills her heart. She pretends not to care, As everyone slowly walks away. She hides behind her mask, And pretends to be okay. She is scared to open up, And call someone her best friend.They all turn out the same, And never really care in the end. She is scared to let people close, It always ends up as heartache. She decides to trust someone, But it always ends up as a big mistake. She feels like a stranger in her own home, Like she doesn't even belong. She tries the best she can, But it always seems to be wrong. She freezes up at the word "love", People throw it around too much. Her muscles constrict, As she is afraid to be touched. She has ideas for the future, Hopes and dreams of her own. But she doesn't hold her breath, Because disappointment is all she has ever known. She

Mirrors Never Lie...
Who would have ever thought that crimson red could have such a brilliant glowThere was so much blood. How anyone could live through that I did not knowThrough tear filled eyes I watched as she gasped for one last breathShe fought so hard to survive, but we both knew she had nothing leftIn it's own morbid way there was a certain beauty in her empty stareAs if he had brought peace to a life of agony, hurt, and despair I closed my eyes and hoped that maybe this was all just a dreamPerhaps I had only imagined the horrible things I had just seenWhy couldn't I stop him? I was her last hope and I let her downLike I was standing on the shore, watching as she drownedI just want it to be over, but it seems like this is merely where it beginsHe glanced into the hallway mirror and smiled as I looked back at him

Mirror
I look in the mirror an who do I see? Not the person I used to be. I used to see a brown eyed ambishus young man. Now I see an ol' olive eyed numb man.... How do eyes change color? And why?? My eyes where soooo brown. Now I can just berely see a hint of brown just around the pupils. Am I dead or dieing inside? I feel like it most of the time. Just keep wait'n for the next thing to come around. I make less than half of what I used to and work twice as hard. Am I to end my life further in the hole than I get bured?? I got an envelope from human reasorses today say'n I haven't submitted my benifactorty information yet... Probably because unless I can list my dogs, I have none.... Why am I even here?

Mirror Mirror
Mirror, Mirror,lie to meand show me whatI want to see,a world untouched,un-harmed by love,a world not cursed,that soars above,a world of warmth,not cold as ice,a world where hearts break once,not twice.Mirror, Mirror,lie to meand show me whatI wish to see,a moonlit night,not pouring rain,tears cried for joy,not cried for pain,a peaceful life,a brand-new slate,a world where lovecan't turn to hate.Mirror, Mirror,lie to meand show me whatI hope to see,a world where paincannot occur,where tears don't makemy vision blur,where happinesscan't drag me down,and love won't tryto make me drown.Mirror, Mirror,lie to meand show me whatI pray to see,a place where Iwon't need to feel,where time and lifeare not so real,a place where Idon't need to think,where into deathI'll never sink.Mirror, Mirror,lie to meand show me whatI know can't be,a world where deathis not a choice,a place where Ican't hear his voice,a world where cutsdon't bleed or scar,where I can watchlife from afar,a world where Ican hide

Mirror Mirror
Men seriously confuse me.You get what you want and then want to change it.. mold it into something different. I am not playdough or a piece of clay. I am already set in my ways. I will change but I change for myself. I have to look into that mirror everyday and approve of what I see.

The Mirror By Shane Allen Reynolds
The Mirror by Shane Allen Reynolds He looks into the mirror and sees A stranger there! No longer the young man he used to be! He sees a scarred up man with beaten and dented armor and a tarnished sword! He sees a life of near constant battles some won some lost! He sees a past of smiles just there to cover the pain! His Depression he hides! He reaches for a future that he hopes to have! It vanishes before him as if it is illusion! His dreams he feels will never be real! With this realization he must deal! He wishes he could smash the mirror and unsee what he saw! Only to realize This mirror is not real though it is with in us all! It is called self perception and though we fight it! Some win and some lose! The battle to change it is endless and tiring! The energy needed to fight it is all but expiring! The mirror stands before him cold and mocking! His reflection stares back at him so sad and shocking! The image fades as he closes his eyes! As he strikes out at the s

The Mirror
The Mirror Gaze in the mirror and what did I see, Inside the anger was staring at me. I felt I was tortured and stuck in a hole, With hatred and pain that took over my soul. You never loved me, and you did not care, So I gazed in the mirror and tried not to stare, That tortured life that you made me live, The things you have done I'll never forgive. You claimed to love me, but inside I knew, I could see through you, your words were not true. I've swallowed the lies that you fed to me, And unchained my heart to set myself free. She's back in my life now and there she will stay, Together forever I hope and I pray. The hatred and anger replaced by her love, I know I've been blessed by the Lord up above. Gaze in the mirror and what did I see, Peace and salvation staring at me. Now that I'm healing, I want you to know, I love you Cheryl, with my heart and soul. "The Mirror" by Kevin "G"

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
why do i always fall never to be lifted from misery and trapped in silence the 'L' word something that cant be said a word left unread pain slowly becomeing numb feelings left unsaid words unspoken everything running thru my mind at the same time darkness enveloping my hopes and thoughts words cherished and held deep inside where they cant be taken away life moving in slow motion walking on glass wishing i could become invisible ... going out of my head...... fk it i've lost my mind im leaving fu for a bit i think i need to pull it together the price of rejection is expensive a price i seem to pay everytime i take a step towards the light i take 2 back into the darkness never worth a step forward and always mistaken for who i am not :( wish it would stop the love that only exists in the minds of children the fairy tales made to blind with the brilliance of paper ruining the hearts of many with the untold word the other 'L' word lust... kinda makes me wonder if happiness exists in some

Mirrored Nightmare
You wish you could find the right person for you. You beg fate to show you mercy. You plead with karma to bless you. You search high to only end up sighing. You explore low only to end up below what you expected. You cry when you are alone because you feel like there is no one for you. You feel your heart breaking everyday knowing that others have found true love. You become angry at the world out of fear of being alone. You pray that God shows you His love by sending someone into your life that can hold you. You cry into your pillow trying to find my scent. You are desperate to know my touch again. You crave moments of passion with me. You think more about me than you do for yourself. You watch yourself in the mirror fall apart into tears as you collapse out of despair. You are crying your broken heart out loud of how you can't live without me. I grab you telling you I have the same nig

Mirror Mirror
Mirror... Mirror... At first you seem so innocent sitting there on the wall, staring back at anyone who passes, showing my external self, but as I turn the light on and stare into you, I can see deeper into myself, my flaws, my fears are all shown in their entirety. On the outside I can hide how the real me feels, but deep inside there is a struggle to keep my sanity intact within controls, the mind fights to control the needs to scream to yell, to just burst at the seems with uncontrollable rage and anger. But only you can see that only you know that secret, the secret that this shell holds within itself. So today starts a new day, I will take my deep breath and show my smile. You will keep my secret safe until tomorrow when you show them to me again. One day the secret will be out but for now it is between me and my mirror.

Misadventure At The Metallica Concert
(1996) Police in George, WA issued a report on the events leading up to the deaths of Robert Uhlenake, 24, and his friend, Ormond D. Young, 27, at a Friday night Metallica concert. Uhlenake and Young were found dead at the Gorge Amphitheater after the show. Uhlenake was in pickup that was on top of Young at the bottom of a 20-ft drop. Young was found with severe lacerations, numerous fractures, contusions, and a branch in his anal cavity. He also had been stabbed and his pants were in a tree above him, some 15 ft off the ground, adding to the mystery of the heretofore unexplained scene. According to Commissioner-In-Charge Inoye Appleton, Uhlenake and Young had tried to get tickets for the sold-out concert. When they were unable to get any tickets, the two decided to stay in the parking lot and drink. Once the show began, and after the two had consumed 18 beers between the them, they hit upon the idea of scaling the 7-foot wooden security fence around the perimeter of the site and

Misael L Santiago
Santiago, Misael L. Suddenly April 14, 2007. He leaves cherished memories to his parents, Marcial (Awilda) Santiago-Borgos; 4 brothers; 2 sisters; a host of other relatives and friends. Calling Hours Saturday 2-4 & 7-9 PM atMetropolitan Funeral Chapels, Inc., 109 West Ave. Funeral Service Sunday 10AM in the Chapel. Interment: Riverside. First ran on: 04/20/2007

Misappropriation Of American Funds
We live in a time where being white doesn’t mean much, a time where it pays to be lazy and non European a time where those who work hard get the shaft, while those who do nothing but reproduce and take drugs prosper. With laws restricting our actions, biased to no end and anti white, and people not allowing a fair trial for those who see what’s wrong with their country and is not afraid to do something about it. The time has come to over throw the newly instated laws, which allow the men and women who as a majority bring in the governments money, who do the governments dirty work and who do not see the rewards for their labor. The Government is no longer for the people, that is it’s no longer for the majority but it’s now for the chosen minority, while men and women starve in America we spend billions of dollars overseas to stop their hunger, while jobs dwindle due to out sourcing, the Government provides a stolen state with 10 billion dollars in funds and an un imaginable amount of

Misanthrope
I swear there are some days it's a good thing that prison food does not appeal to my palette. Otherwise, some people would be finding themselves dead. I don't know where this attitude of "I have to be in front of you, but I don't want to go faster than you" comes from, but it annoys me to the point of violence. Is this a national phenomenon? Let me explain the symptoms: Someone flies like a bat out of hell to get in front of you, then lets off the gas and slows to 5 mph slower than you were going Someone gets in the left hand lane, and just sits there, barely doing the speed limit. At a street corner, someone walks up to the don't walk sign, stopping right in front of you, where you were going to cross in the other direction. What is with these people? Not only are they discourteous, but they are stupid, you are going to be rude to me, and then show me your back? You have given me motivation, and opportunity to smack the back of your head so hard your eyes pop out.

Misanthropic Tendencies
I am in danger of developing misanthropic tendencies even after 8 and a half years experience homelessness I thought I had seen it all in terms of the horrors of what humans to do other humans, but what I witnessed the other day on a news site just left me horrified. If you are of a nervous disposition you shouldnt watch this news video. I really couldnt believe what I was seeing and as I knew relatively little of what goes on in Africa found more stuff that I found more horrifying. Dispatches made a video of what they do to children accused of witchcraft. Dispatches Video All i can say is thank goodness for people like Gary Foxcroft who set up the Stepping Stones Programme As an Athiest I cant understand the people who commit abuse against children in the name of religion. If you have time please sign the petition On youtube there are literally hundreds of videos of women, children being butchered for being accused of being witches.

Misanthrope
I rarely watch TV< but it seems like each new time that I turn it on, there is another atroscious, demented, gawdawful reality show. While its the producers that make that tripe, its the fucked up sheeple that watch that garbage, and then dissect it with their equally moronic friends. Am I an asshole for seeing newsreports about disasters and accidents, and gloating about the loss of more nasty humanoids? I dunno, go figure. I with the day humanity collapses into itself came earlier.

Misa Ikegami Naked Outdoors
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Misbehaving Guide Dog
A blind man was standing on the corner with his dog when the dog raised his leg and wet on the man's trouser leg. The man reached in his pocket and took out a doggie biscuit, which he fed to the dog. A busy body who had been watching ran up to him and said, "You shouldn't do that. He'll never learn anything if you reward him when he does something like that!". The blind man retorted, "I'm not rewarding him. I'm just trying to find which end is his mouth so that I can kick him in the ass".

Misbehaveing
i was bad again and didnt do as i was told i fell asleep before all my chores were done thats how i got found by my master. which is why i am tie bent over a chair blindfold and not sure what u got planed i hear a woosh before a bamboo cane hits my bare ass with a sting i bite the ball gag rather then making noise for that just makes it worse on me after 20 strikes the ball gag is removed and replaced with ur hard cock that greedily i suck and lick u till u cum all over my face to be continued

Misbehaving Part 2
u pet my head and say "good pet now clean me up" greedily i lick up all of ur juices off of ur dick u place a vibator in my clit and say "stay" and wonder away from me after puttin'it on high and strapping it in place with a chasity belt to be continue

Misbehaving Part 3
some time later i am not sure when hot wax drips on to my spin i suck in my breath as i arch my back up. "dont move" u command and continue to drip wax on my back . u undo my hands and tie them again so that i am on my knees leaning back. " arch ur chest out" and i obey biting my lower lips as the first drop lands on my harden nipple. u cover both of them then u start moving down my stomach to my clit that is swallon with the vibrator still strap in. u remove the chasity belt but leave the vibartor in place and drip the hot wax to be continue....

Misbehaveing Part 4
all around the vibrator and few drops landed on it after u drip the hot wax around my clit u pull out the vibrator and flip me over on to my belly and and slowly start to fuck me after a lil while u stop "please, master dont stop" i beg before u put the ball gag back in my mouth to keep me quiet the u stick a didlo in my clit and then u put lube in my asshole and around it to be continue......

Misbehavin2 Pimp Out Blog
Misbehavin2 ¢¾ Fu Owned By ☣ SatCommTech ☣ ¢¾ Fu Owner Of Countryboy Superman & DJ Tommy Six ¢¾@ fubar She enjoys goin clubbin, to concerts, sporting events or just chillin with friends... Wanna know anything else just ask....... A bit more..... She don't do drama - been there, done that and got the shirt... Big fan of music. Ipod/Itunes are "always" playin... She is here to meet new friends and nothing more... Big fan of sports. Favs are football and hockey... She's not interested in seeing your nude pics so don't send them to me... If you get ignorant or perverted in her shout box you'll be ignored... Her family album is for her "family members" only... Please don't ask to be added to her family... Just because she rate you a "10" or "11" does not mean she wants to get with you... Turn On's: Great Sense Of Humor, Blue Eyes, Cute Smile, Marines Turn Off's: Liars, Players, Cheaters

Mis Behaven ~mis Understood
MIS BEHAVEN ~MIS UNDERSTOOD NEEDS ALL OF HER FRIENDS TO HELP OUT HERE CLICK BELOW TO GO TO THE PIC AND BOMBS AWAY Prizes are as followed: 1st place has their choice of: Happy Hour 150 – credit bling pack or 1 year VIP _________________________________ 2ND Place has their choice of: 1 month VIP 25- credit bling pack or 7 day blast _________________________________ 3rd place 12 – credit bling pack Also hit the hostess up with some love as well, she is the sweetest! Sexy T~~@ fubar Shes A Hottie - Toby Keith

Misbehaved Children
Has anyone seen the Vand De Kamp's commercial with the little girl talking crap to her mother about minced fish? It's no wonder why kids act the way they do. We have commercials teaching kids that if they act like a brat, they get rewarded. We as parents are not allowed to dicipline our children out of fear of being prosecuted, but in some areas, they want to hold the parents responsible for their kid's actions. Does anyone else see a problem with this? I tell you right now, if I do buy frozen fish, it WON'T be Van De Kamp's.

Miscellaneous Stuff
This will probably be my only message about this.. But my wife and I have had a Uhaul Dealership and a mini-storage business for over a year now. We are 100% full with our storage units.. but we only have 58 units. The storage unit just pay the bills. And the Uhaul commission is our only profit. We have put together a small website. with a local phone number.. If it gets busy or we see a need for it.. we will add a toll free number. But Uhaul is now letting us reserve trucks nationwide. If you know of anyone moving or in need of a rental truck. they are welcome to visit our site and give us a call.. http://apministorage.com/uhaul/ Please visit the site anyway.. we would love to hear any Ideas about color and making it easy to look at... Thanks...!! Raymond (Blackbayou)

Miscommunication
JUSTTO LET YALL KNOW I AM NOT LEAVING CT. I HAD REPOSTED ABULLETING FOR CASSANOVA CHERRY FOR A FRIEND WHO JUST FOUND OUT THEY HAD CANCER. SO I AM SHOWIN HER MY LOVE AND GIVING HER MY SUPPORT I WOULD HOPE THAT HER FRIENDS AND MINE ALIKE WOULD TOO..HUGS & KISSES NIGHT ANAGEL (AKA) SAVANNAH

Miscarriage...i Will Not Stand Quiet...
with so many new members all the time...I cannot drop the message I am trying to send to families who have suffered this loss....if you have suffered this loss please stop by and feel free to talk to me...share your story if you like and feel free to rip my pics about pregnancy and infant loss remembrance...my page is always here for you and if you are CURRENTLY going through a miscarriage or pregnancy complications...feel free to ask questions....rant....cry...whatever you need...I have been there and understand where you are coming from. hang in there.....there is always light at the end.....YOU ARE NOT ALONE!

Misc Things
EX'S SURVEY This will be interesting!! (1) Would you kiss your Ex again? Maybe-which one? 2) How many girlfriends/ boyfriends have told you they loved you? a few (3) Have you ever thought that you were going to marry a person? no, but some how I ended up that way (4) Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurt? YES (5) Have you ever made a boy/girlfriend cry... Yes (6) Are you happier single or in a relationship? Single (7) Have you ever been cheated on? Yes 8) Have you ever told someone you loved them and didn't mean it? No (9) Have you ever had your heart broken? yes (10) If you could go back in time and change things, would you? Not sure, even the bad has benefits (11) Think any of your ex's still love you? yes (12) Do you believe that you are a good girlfriend/boyfriend? No (13) Have you dated someone who was not good to you? Yep, Yep (14) Have you dated someone older than you? yeahm she was 12 years older than me (

Misc. Stuff Trying To Laugh
I have a new Error message today,Unfortunately it's not a CT error this time but an Enternet Exsplorer message,an I kinda made a Dull Joke out of it.It says you have an elegal plugin thats not working.I'm figureing nothin Elegal about my Plugin hasn't been Plugged in almost 3 weeks.Not funny is it,just funny to me.Thats what I thought. ------------------------------------------------- CherryTap been Strange today as well.I leave a Comment,it is very Difficult to get back Home as me.Corky's profile has come up.I have no friend called Corky.I know a few of my Lady friends have Corky,but I Don't.So far when I click Home,other than going to Corky's House I have been to 5 womens houses.Now these women aren't even my Friends.Can you Imagine the Surprise on there face with me pounding on there door,saying Wooba Dooba with the green teeth let me in.( J.Geils song)If I new I was going Strange women visiting I would have atleast had a dozen Roses with me.I just thought this was Funny Shit.Once

Misc Quotes
..."Expectations are the killer. All of our lives we have been programmed to expect. It's as if "not expecting" is somehow irresponsible..." ......Jesse Pageant (Yes I have a few on here) "Impeccable activity springs from complete readiness." B. Enos "There is nothing more important to be aware of than what you are doing right now. If you are rushing you do not understand that." B. Enos "In the end, anxiety and fear destroy our body’s ability to execute simple, familiar tasks. But fear has its roots in expectations and ideals, which are born with desire. In this case, we want to shoot to a certain level of competence in the next match. That’s the beginning of the problem. But you might say, "If I didn’t want to do as well as I can, then what would motivate me to do my best?" Look out a new window.... Imagine you’ve trained your skills so thoroughly that you have no doubts whatsoever about anything you might have to do in competition. Now capable of responding objectively

Misc
A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the sa

Mischief And Cheating On Cherrytap
ok, i have seen so much drama on ct about people who are cheating and shit like that. oh my god, who the hell cares?! this is a place to have fun and meet people! if you re treating this place like a popularity contest, you need to walk outside and get some fresh air. I see all these bulletins from people on my friends list who are "warning" me about cheaters or scripters on here. if someone wants to make a program to comment pages en masse while they're doing something else, well whoop de fucking do. im sick of this shit. my bulletin board being clogged by bulletins about people who are doing this shit on here. oh, you're scared that they're getting close to your level? boo frickity hoo! jeeze! grow the hell up! their creating a program or some shit like that doesn't affect you! i read in one of BBG's bulletins that "people are putting time and work into their accounts on cherrytap while people like person above are scripting their way through." Wow. If you sit here all damn day tryin

Misconseptions
misconcepions Current mood: creative the concept of looking your best personifies what the world looks for in a relationship, wheather there is someone for everyone is a question misunderstood. We do we precive that looks is everything to people when deep inside is the one thing you really must look, their heart... A man who is hot or looks good outside is considered gay cause each woman fantisizes with a man good looks and lots of money (which i will get into that in a minute) A man can quickly be judged by the way they look at women and fantisize what they can do in bed and who he is a pervert.... True but take one look at a person who is fat, skinny, tall, short, but does not look their best is a misconsepition that we all have. First and formost I hate hiprtocrites. For anyone that matter, intend to tell you that looks is not an issue, are you bullshitting me!? Especially in the valley who tend to look the other way if the person is fat.***me*** hahaha. We all

Miscarriage Of Justic In Uk
Do you remember February 1993 when a young boy of 3 was taken from a Liverpool shopping centre by two 10-year-old boys? Jamie Bulger walked away from his mo ther for only a second, Jon Venables took his hand and led him out of the mall with his friend Rob ert Thompson. They took Jamie on a walk for over 2 and a half miles, along the way stopping every now and again to torture the poor little boy who was crying constantly for his mummy. Finally they stopped at a railway track where they brutally kicked him, threw stones at him, rubbed paint in his eyes, pushed batteries up his anus and cut his fingers off with scissors. Other mutilations were inflicted but not reported in the press. What these two boys did was so horrendous that Jamie 's mo ther was forbidden to identify his body. They then left his beaten small body on railway tracks so a train could run him over to hide the mess they had created. These two boys, even being boys, understood what they did was w

A Miscarried Heart
Ladies courted in emerald flames Made violet footprints in marble frames. Shadows washed such gleaming faith Purchased such from lies of grace To save the Prince of vile face From fated, dreadful virginal wraith Omen burned, and gold unturned Bought such tainted pleasures spurned Hides revolting the scornful touch Of charmless creature, with crippled crutch The spindly hair of broken kings Made carpets sail with horrored beings… Still sitting, in death, old pale as bone The Prince, still chaste, lost all but the throne… His lies, made candor and quicker snacks For friendless parties, and loveless acts No longer seeking, the passion slacks That so consumed his soulful pacts… Miscarried offers, wealth for wealth Longing Sweet Silence, Health for Health Lost lot has he in life's sweet drink A miscarried heart, a shame to think…

Misconceptions Of Love
Ok when did it become such a crime to be in love with one person and love someone else very deeply?? I have a friend on here that I care very deeply for, even though I screwed up, so in order for me to prove to him that I truely care, I put his link on my page with a message saying how I love him.... Its funny because I had shut people out for so long and refused to allow myslef to get close to anyone, when I do, it becomes a big problem... I am a manic bipolar and manic depressive person, who has been thru more than one person could handle in life, it has left me with a very good understanding on differences between concepts of love.. be it may that Im "in love" with a person or the fact I may love one deeply... So in short I think people have a very misconception about the power of love and what it can do and how it can affect someone.... My love for my friends and whomever falls on different levels.....

Miscellaneous Quotes
Don't spend $2 to dry-clean a shirt. Donate it to the Salvation Army instead. They'll clean it and put it on a hanger. Next morning buy it back for 75 cents.--Billiam Coronel The statistic on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you.--Rita Mae Brown Programming today is a race between software engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the Universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning.--Rich Cook When I give a lecture, I accept that people look at their watches, but what I do not tolerate is when they look at it and raise it to their ear to find out if it stopped.--Marcel Achard He who laughs last has not yet heard the bad news.--Bertolt Brecht You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She's 97 today and we don't know where the hell sh

Misconception
Misconception Misconception of who I am Deceit surrounding my disgrace Shadows of what things used to be Mistaken Change only bringing torment Frozen in mortality Framed in madness Mysticism Worship obsolete Prolonging fate Fatality an illusion Amusement Generating indecision Smoldering incision A fantastic tragedy Dissatisfaction I have found salvation Salvation in the least expected of places Fate breathing down my neck Suffocation, Intoxication Salvation -(c) J.Bendiksen

Miscellanious Quotes
Life's journey is NOT to arrive at the grave safely in a well perserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "HOLY SHIT... What a ride!" Just by listening deeply we alleviate pain and suffering. —Buddha— Anger is often the emotions that speaks the loudest and demands most our energy the most, it gets all of our and others attention. Peace is not the absence of problems, but a new perspective. —CH— There’s no better time to realize that you’re not a failure in life. You’ve just been delayed. —Victor— Your imperfections are what make you beautiful. —Sandra Bullock— Life is always waking up to us and saying, “Come on in, the living’s fine,” and what do we do? Back off and take its picture. —Russell Baker— For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none. If there be on, seek till you find it; If there be none, never mind it. —Mother Goose— Happiness: something to do, somebody to love, something to look forward

Misc. Poetry From My Poetry.com Account.
Best Friends I sit upon my roof, And stare up to the stars. I glance toward the moon, And I see an old man cry. I sit upon my roof, Watching the headlights of cars That drive along the highway. I sing a somber tune Of the pain I felt today, As I listen to an old man cry. I sit upon my roof, Rubbing on my arm these old scars. And I stare up at the moon, With this man who is my friend. And will be with me til the end. And tonight, with this man, I cry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blue The sky is blue on good days of the week, Days when sitting around, laughing at clouds. Time withers slowly, as the day moves on. Happy with friends, the pictures we take. Time will live on, in the memories we make. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Distancing I see a dissonant look in your eyes. I question the words you say. Are tehy true or are they lies? Do you still feel the same way, Or

Miscellaneous Quotes
This isn't right. This isn't even wrong.--Wolfgang Pauli Man invented language to satisfy his deep need to complain.--Lily Tomlin Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something.--Pancho Villa-Last Words Am I lightheaded because I'm not dead or because I'm still alive?--Heidi Sandige How come dumb stuff seems so smart while you're doing it.--Dennis the Menace I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally.--W.C.Fields When shit becomes valuable, the poor will be born without assholes.--Henry Miller I love mankind; it's people I can't stand.--Charles Schultz Gambling: The sure way of getting nothing for something.--Wilson Mizner Life is a sexually transmitted disease.--Anonymous Architecture is the art of how to waste space.--Philip Johnson Admiration, n: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.--Ambrose Bierce If I could drop dead right now, I'd be the happiest man alive.--Samuel Goldwyn I'm still an atheist, than

A Miscarriage Of Justice
Guards acquitted in boot camp case By MELISSA NELSON, Associated Press Writer 47 minutes ago http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071012/ap_on_re_us/boot_camp_death Seven former boot camp guards and a nurse were acquitted Friday of manslaughter in the death of a 14-year-old boy who was hit and kicked by the drill instructors in a videotaped altercation. The video of a limp Martin Lee Anderson being hit and kicked by the guards after he collapsed while exercising drew protests in the state capital and spelled the end of Florida's system of boot camps for juvenile offenders. Anderson died at a hospital the day after the altercation. The defendants, however, said they followed the rules at a get-tough facility where young offenders often feigned illness to avoid exercise, and their attorneys said that Anderson died not from rough treatment, but from a previously undiagnosed blood disorder. Former guard Henry McFadden later said he was relieved that the case was over: "We were

Misc Quotes
A teardrop is insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down someone’s face Love can tear you apart... it can kill you. But if you’re lucky, it can put you back together The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most We don't love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their qualities A part of you has grown in me. And so you see, it's you and me Together forever and never apart, Maybe in distance, but never in heart In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged. What's meant to be will always find a way. Love robs those who have it of their wit, and gives it to those who have none. Nothing compares with the finding of true love; because once you do your heart is complete.

Mischeivious Or Innocent
Sweet and calm she portrays to the world. Yet deep inside she hides the passion for something more. Her pictures are seductive and capture more than she gives to others. Style and high fashion was the only world she knew. This young girl so fresh and new, found something she wanted even more. The fire in her eyes grew more and more with each frame. Her smile became evil and her body language dominaiting. Me trembled, and women became inraged with jealousy and hate. This girl's passion for more grew to great lengths with each camera flash and her heart dimmed. More she wanted, the more she became intimidaited. Flames bursted from her stares and the camera rosted. Innocent she was, innocent was what they wanted. Though with each photoshoot they booked, the more she became mischeivious. Time to bring out the next, "Top Model".

Miscommunications
My brain and my heart don't seem to be talking to each other much these days. My brain knows something's bad for me but my heart won't listen. I pretend to be fine and people believe me. I hold it all in and don't cry so no one knows. I laugh and joke and quietly die inside. I hide everything I feel and am what everyone else needs me to be. I long to be happy, I want to love and be loved in return. I want to know how it feels to feel like smiling. I want to know what it's like to hold the person I love and know he loves me in return. My brain says I don't need love and all the problems it can bring but my heart says everyone needs love! Don't get me wrong, seeing my friends happy in love makes me happy. I just want to be happy in love too. I gave someone my all and they broke my heart. I miss him every day and wonder when the pain will end. I know he's going to need me again someday and wonder if I'll be dumb enough to still be here for him. Tonight I feel lost and lonely and afraid I'

Miscellaneous Meanderings
Just in case you were wondering, I try to start the new year at Christmas. There is less pressure, don't have to remember the year changing and all of that. Besides, after Christmas, the whole year is pretty well shot!! I am here for several reasons, but first of all to praise Porky Pig's version of "Blue Christmas" ~ so heartfelt and honest, yet RFOLLMAO!!!! I love politically incorrect humor, I was raised on it. I think people need to TUFF THE EFF UP! Find the off switch. Life is short and complex. Laughing is our only defense mechanism. Try it! That being said, I truly believe that this song may be one of the greatest ever, perhaps edging out the workers in the Chinese restaurant on "Christmas Story"... You know - "FaRaRaRaRa - RaRaRaRa!" Brings a tear to your eye doesnt it? That is just allergies. OK, now for some insignificant meanderings... My cat wishes he could live inside my printer My bird can do a perfect imitation of my cordless vacuum It's a complete bi

Misconceptions Of Life
I find as I get older and my ideals, morals, and ethics seem to be ever changing that I find myself surrounded by people who I thought were nothing like me. There is no one with my common sense or logic. Yet they keep making themselves known. I have always marched to a different drummer, wanted to do my own thing and never settle. Always there for everyone, so caring, understanding, and listening...accepting of them yet thinking in my mind, "what the hell is wrong with you?!?!" As I start understanding others more I find more content in my own mind, more justified in my own actions and feelings. And yes, more comfortable about letting others in and expressing my thoughts and feelings. But I have also found in this age that as I become more open, comfortable, and trusting that others tend to shrug it off and not think too much of it. I still do not understand how people can be so unfeeling about others. I think about everyone, even strangers I've had small talk with. It just seems to st

Miscellaneous Things I've Written
THIS JOURNEY My heart has been given to you this very day, May this not be foolish of me I so fervently pray. I look into your eyes and I get lost in the shades of blue, but I know my heart will find it’s way through to you. We were destined for each other I know, so on this journey LET’S GO! LEAP OF LOVE When we are together I am happy, content, alive. If I am just dreaming, then I hope I never wake up. Truly I feel I am in love with this wonderful man and my whole heart is his for the taking…. Damaged though it may be, I trust him with it. Scary? Yes. Risky? Probably. Foolish? I pray not. I know others will no doubt think I am insane, but I believe in “love” and I believe it is worth the chance we must take… and I know my heart and it says “leap”. (OK SO THAT ONE DOESN'T RHYME AT ALL...IT WASN'T MEANT TO...SO SUE ME...LOL) UNPLANNED FEELINGS My heart is now entwined with your heart; it will surely die if ever we do part. I didn’t want to f

5 Misconceptions That Guys Have About Women
It seems that most guys have these misconceptions about women that are assumed true. And it usually comes from their rare experiences with certain individuals. Even sadder, some of it comes from stories they heard or read, or something they saw on tv. Which is unfortunate. 1. Women don't enjoy or think about sex as much as men.........OMG that's a fuckin' lie! Have you even had a conversation with a woman? Read a Cosmo magazine lol. Or one of those romance novels. Geez, they make the articles in Playboy look like Dr. Seuss stories. Still don't agree? Take your index finger and stick it in your ear. Wiggle it around for a minute. Take your finger out of your ear. Now which one feels better, your finger or your ear? 2. Man, she's a bitch! She must be on her period...... You're just setting yourself up to be cussed out. Now yes, PMS can make a woman "on edge", but that isn't the only reason a woman will snap. You ever think that she doesn't like your goofy ass? Ever think that your

Miscellaneous Thoughts
*Is it good if a vacuum really sucks? *If all the world is a stage then where is the audience sitting? *If work is so terrific, why do they have to pay you to do it? *If you are cross-eyed and have dyslexia, can you read all right? *Why is bra singular and panties plural? *How come abbreviated is such a long word? *Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of a bottle? *Why do we put suits in a garment bag and garment in a suitcase? *Doesn't "expecting the unexpected" make the unexpected expected? *Why is it called "after dark" when it really is "after light?" *Why is the third hand on the watch called the second hand? *If a word is misspelled in the dictionary, how would we ever know? *If Webster wrote the first dictionary, where did he find the words? *Why do we say something is "out of whack?" *What is a whack? *Why do "slow down" and "slow up" mean the same thing? *Why do "fat chance" and "slim chance" mean the same thing? *Why is phoni

Mischievous Boys
Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, were excessively mischievous, and always getting into trouble. They seemed unrepentant and unconcerned about the havoc they caused. Everyone in town knew if any mischief occurred, the two boys were probably involved. Their mother heard that a local preacher had been successful in helping to reform other troublemakers, so she asked him for help. The preacher agreed, and asked to see the boys individually, the 8 year old in the morning, and the 10 year old in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the younger boy down and, to remind him that God was everywhere and always saw the mischief they did, asked him sternly, 'Do you know where God is, son?' Startled, the boy did not reply, but just sat there, wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open. The preacher repeated the question, his voice even louder, ?Where is God?' Again, the boy did not answer. The preacher raised his voice even more, shook his finger in the boy's face

Misc Quotes
*~©~* Even though there may be times It seems I'm far away Never wonder where I am 'Cause I am always by your side ~ Celine Dion ~ *~©~* We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it. ~ John Lennon ~ *~©~* You may wish to be loving-- you may even try with all your might-- but your love will never be pure unless you are free from resentment. When we are free from resentment, loving is effortless. When we have to try hard to love, this is generally a sign that we are repressing our resentments. ~ John Gray ~ *~©~* Love vanquishes time. To lovers, a moment can be eternity, eternity can be the tick of a clock. Across the barriers of time and the ultimate destiny, love persists, for the home of the beloved, absent or present, is always in the mind and heart. Absence d

Misc Quotes 2
*~©~*~©~*~©~* "When you love someone, say it. Say it loud. Say it right away, or the moment... just passes you by." *~©~*~©~*~©~* "LOVE is more than just saying I LOVE YOU." *~©~*~©~*~©~* "Saying I love you isn't hard... saying I love you and meaning it is." *~©~*~©~*~©~* "Listen to my heart beat as it goes, Thump, Thump, Thump. It is saying 'I love you' 'I love you' 'I love you'" *~©~*~©~*~©~* "If there were no words, no way to speak, I would still hear you. If there were no tears no way to feel inside, I'd still feel for you" *~©~*~©~*~©~* "Romantic Tip Of The Day" A Night Under the Stars Take your love to the lake have a nice picnic super table set candles everything. After you eat take a walk to the shore area. Take a blanket with you and hold each other and watch the stars. You never know it might just be the night of your life. *~©~*~©~*~©~* "Saying I love you is important, but not enough. Remember... Love is a VERB, an action word. Sometimes passive becaus

Miscarriage Of Design
Disappointment, n. 1. The act of disappointing, or the state of being disappointed; defeat or failure of expectation or hope; miscarriage of design or plan; frustration. Must be something in the drinking water... I'm marrying for money. There. One problem solved :) -REL

Mischievous Grins
Little boys come in all shapes and sizes, Shy and adventurous, full of surprises, With misshapen halos and mischievous grins, Small dirty faces, and sweet, sticky chins. They'll keep you so busy, and yet all the while Nothing can brighten the world like their smile. And no greater treasure has brought homes more joy Than a curious, active, and lovable boy!

Misconceptions Regarding Vampires
There are many misconceptions about this site, vampiric people in general, and the things in which we discuss that are easily explained if one would but take the time to read through the materials provided. Seeing as that does not happen near as often as people who come and immediately make up their mind in opposition, this article will attempt to highlight some of the most common errors made when approaching this subject for the first time. Much more detailed information on these topics can be found by reading through the rest of the materials provided on the domain. Misconception: Vampires are undead; are corpses; are immortal. Truth: Real life vampires are normal, every-day people from ALL walks of life, race, background, religion who work normal jobs, have normal families and live normal lives. They are neither immortal, nor all-powerful. Misconception: Vampires can not enter sunlight; are harmed/killed by running water, crosses and garlic; live in coffins, etc. Truth: Real

Misc. Quotes 1
Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest. Ann Radcliffe, The Mysteries of Udolpho, 1764 Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be. Anton Chekhov (1860 - 1904) The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. Carl Jung (1875 - 1961) There is only one happiness in life,to love and be loved. - George Sand - What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love! - Victor Hugo - Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. - William Shakespeare - One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love. - Sophocles - Love bears all things, believes all things,hopes all things, endures all things. - The Bible : 1 Corinthians - Some

Misc. Quotes 2
Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. - Author Unknown - All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, passion, and desire. Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC) The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions. Confucius (551 BC - 479 BC), Strong reasons make strong actions. William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616) The words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels. Hazrat Inayat Khan I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful. John Constable (1776 - 1837) Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved. William Jennings Bryan (1860 - 1925) Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet.

Misc. Quotes 3
The wise man will love; all others will desire. Afranius One must not lose desires. They are mighty stimulants to creativeness, to love, and to long life. Alexander A. Bogomoletz In men of the highest character and noblest genius there is to be found an insatiable desire for honour, command, power, and glory. Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC) To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act. Anatole France (1844 - 1924) The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions. Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892) Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose. Helen Keller (1880 - 1968) Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony. Mahatma Gandhi (1869 - 1948) Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be

Misc. Quotes 4
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for. Epicurus (341 BC - 270 BC) Be not ashamed of thy virtues; honor's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat at all times. Ben Jonson (1572 - 1637) Be honorable yourself if you wish to associate with honorable people. Welsh Proverb Imagination is more important than knowledge... Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955) Everything you can imagine is real. Pablo Picasso (1881 - 1973) The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions. Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892) Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot. D. H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930) Never give advice unless asked. German Proverb One kind word can warm three winter months. Japanese proverb If you wish your merit to be known,

Miscellaneous Stuff About Me
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste....or something. Not really though. In real life I'm a happily married mother of two obnoxious little children. A two year old boy and an eight year old girl. I've been married for over nine years now, and yes, that means I got married at 15. No, it wasn't a cult thing or an arranged marriage. I love my husband very much, as evidenced by the fact that we're still together. I like to read. A lot. Total bookworm. I mostly read Science Fiction and Fantasy, my favorite authors are Mercedes Lackey, Anne McCaffrey, and Piers Anthony. I watch a lot of t.v., or used to, now I don't get any channels. Favorite t.v. show of all time is Firefly, by my Big Damn Hero Joss Whedon. He also created Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel, not that any of you care. Best movie ever made is Serenity, the movie sequel to the show Firefly. Also loved V for Vendetta, The Three Musketeers, Sin City and, well, way too many others to list. My top t

Misc.
lately i have been going over the art of war by sun tzu. lately i only have a smaller digital version of the original, my paper copy was destroyed by stupidity. http://www.chinapage.com/sunzi-e.html < that is a link so you can read if you like. what i gathered from my first two times reading the much longer version is that to really understand it completely is to read over it many times taking with it what you need. i just thought i would share what jumped out at me this time through. Chapter 1: 16. While heading the profit of my counsel, avail yourself also of any helpful circumstances over and beyond the ordinary rules. 17. According as circumstances are favorable, one should modify one's plans. 18. All warfare is based on deception. 19. Hence, when able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must seem inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are

Misc Ramblings N Nonsense.......
Well if you know me, I hate odd numbers..........tis a weird OCD thing. Anyhow, I truly got over it when it comes to crushes........I rationalized it to mean nothing along the whole grand FU scheme of things..... Well Lo' and behold I found myself with an even number of crushes and as much as I wanted to ignore the odd /even bullshit, I was estactic. Guess what fukkers??????? I am at an ODD number and I am sorta wanting to talk about this . ok............*breathe* ok............. xoxoxoxoxox I AM TewDope (for those who need clarification) p.s. eat me dig it

Miscarriage
It's been exactly a week since my miscarriage. I am going through a rough time right now, so I decided to blog about it. Last Tuesday I went to my OB earlier than I wanted to. I called him with the issues I was having and he wanted me in the next day. I got there and I was worried that something was going wrong. I mean he really had to push things around to fit me in. My husband and I went to get the ultrasound done and my OB was silent for a second. I thought this can't be good. He told me there was no heartbeat could be that I wasn't as far along as I thought I was. He wanted me to come in Thursday to see if anything had changed. That night I had started sorry boys bleeding because he also told me there was a clot sitting next to the sac but, didn’t seem too concerned about it. By the time I got home I was cramping really bad. For about 4 hrs I laid on the couch with my husband and it started to get really bad. My husband told me that I needed to go to the hospital. I really di

Miscellaneous
The Boyfriend/Girlfriend Application-Humor EVEN iF YOU HAVE A BOYFRiEND OR GIRLFRiEND- REPOST THiS!SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE SEND THiS BACK TO YOU!Ladies Title it "Boyfriend Application"Guys Title it "Girlfriend Application" 1. Your Name:2. Age:3. Fave Color:4. Whats your sign?5.Phone Number:6. Location:7. Height:8.Hair (color and style):9.Piercings/tattoos: HERE COMES THE FUN ... 1. Are we friends?2. Do you have a crush on me?3. Would you kiss me?4. ...with tongue?5. Would you enjoy it?6. Would you ever ask me out?7. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater?9. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?10. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before?11. Would you walk on the beach with me?12. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?13. Do you/have you talked about me?14. Do you think I'm a good person?15. Would u take a nap with me?16. Do you think I'm cute?17. If you could change anything about me -would you?18. Would you dance with me?19. Would you come

Miscellaneous Me
I never saw a purple cow I never hope to see one. But I can tell you, anyhow I'd rather see than be one! This was a poem I memorized in the 2nd grade because I thought it was so cute. I'm damn lucky my memory still worked long enough to hold on to that :P Life is a challenge filled with hopes and dreams. A gift of love and hapiness to help you to succeed. Be proud of what you've accomplished and tell yourself you've tried Cuz if you're always confident you'll feel good inside. This is a sad example of one of my writings when I was 14. I was in the hospital on my death bed from a stupid overdose. Unfortunately all my dark poems were destroyed and I cant remember any of them. Maybe I'll do a little ranting to go along with these stupid poems you want to hang yourself for reading. Sorry if you lost IQ points, but hey that just makes me smarter than you now. I've known about you for a while nowWhen he leaves me, he wears a smile nowAs soon as he's away from meIn

Misconception
Pretty little white dress of lace and frills worn with a painted, angelic face to convey your purity Inaudibly narrating the picture of ultimate submission Lavish taste to mask insecurity As a guilty shadow waits beneath the convenience of Faith Binding your future with shackles of domesticated obediance A piece of flimsy paper now dictates your every move An impenetrable promise now marks the beginning of your end Those dreams you had colored as a life so feverishly hoped for are washed away among the waves of expectancy Place your belief in this perfect deceit only to be counted as a prized possession Profess your misguided ideals and seal this common fate with a holy kiss Copyright 2013 Ella Valentine

Misdemeanor Batman!!!
Ok while I was working at the studio yesterday, the fearless crime fighter himself was present and we were able to catch up with him and do an interview with the caped crusader. Watch.... Misdemeanor BatmanAdd to My Profile | More Videos

A Misdiagnosis
I sometimes wonder where some of these doctors get their lisences. I had previously wrote about having yet another ovarian cyst. Yeah, that's not the case. I left work early yesterday with some serious pain in my abdomen and a fever. I was thinking that maybe the cyst I had ruptured or something. I went to the doctor and it turns out that yes there is no cyst. I was diagnosed with PID ( Pelvic Inflamatory Disease ) PID is a bacterial infection of the uterus and causes scarring. When it flares up, it brings pain and fever. Thankfully, this was NOT brought on by an STD. PID comes with some STD's, but I tested negative for all of them.( kinda hard to get one when you arent having any sex ) In any case, what they thought was a cyst is really scarring on my ovary. There's quite a bit of scarring. I am on antibiotics and we will see what happends. I am happy its something I dont have to worry too much about for now. I will deal with this the rest of my life, but that's ok. I know what it is

Misdirectinon
Led down a path overrum with falsehoods and deceit with you as my guide. This misdirection of my mind the game you played, Following you past every fork in the road, Being enticed onwards towards the darkness I did not see, Believin your lies and faux promises, Heedless of the warning cries sounded from afar. Thus is comes to pass that only now in the gloom of this desolate night I awaken. Sensing my peril I search for the path back into the light yet see only your treachery. The trust I placed in you lies shattered on the ground, Leaving me lost in thsi black forest of illusions, Led to this place by your misdirection, Left with only my nightmare companions.

Misdirection And Confusion
Misdirection and Confusion 6/5/2010 By: Travis Smith What's New is Old... What's Old is New.. So they say.. I see this as a revolving door.. Reinvention of the wheel.. People are always trying to restore and "fix" the past.. We cannot do such.. If we could things would be better right? Things would be "rosey, bright, and full of wonder".. This world we're living in is full of surprise.. Up.. Down.. Left.. Right.. Spin.. Fall.. Jump.. Whatever.. We don't always know when, why, or how... We are never informed.. Things are never simple.. We strive.. We dive.. We try to feel "alive"..

Misdirected Values About Removing Your Home Of Pests
When it comes to mouse management, a lot of property owners are completely material with placing down a snare or two, containing the immediate issue and going on. Sometimes the scenario isn't as easy as that, however. Capturing just one rat may not be much of an issue, but trying to get rid of a real attack will take a lot more attempt. It may even need that you contact in the professionals. Rodents, mice, and other animals of these characteristics can be risky to kids, animals, and even grownups. Don't take possibilities. Know the truth from the stories. Here are some of the greatest misguided beliefs and misguided beliefs about getting rid of these unwanted pests. - Rodents and Rodents Keep the Home To Die For some purpose, there is a frequent belief that rats and mice leave the property to die after they have absorbed toxins. This is simply absurd and entirely incorrect. While it may have taken place in certain historical situations, there is nothing in the toxins that would cause

Misery
Walking thru life without you by my side sends shivers up my spine of loneliness and doom wishing it wasnt true past mistakes are perfected with every step we take misery is the path we recieve to blacken wit hate filled anger is time we shared thinking of happy things reality can't bare desiree brown 2005

Misery
Swirling around the crisp air Biting playfully all the while I try and ignore it I turn the corner and find the dead end It has caught up with me once again I close my eyes just try to pretend I find satisfaction to my relief Until my eyes have opened back at square one The more I try and fight it the harder it becomes I tell it that I know there is worse That I can do a better job than it That there is no way it can win this time The only problem is we know I’m bluffing Buying time away from the music

Miserable...
You know how you get upset over nothing, and you start crying, then you are crying because you know your pathetic because you are crying, which makes you cry even harder? Well if you dont, your lucky, it sucks ass. Lol But really, i dont know what is wrong with me. One minute im happy and the next im bawling. *sigh* its pathetically miserable. So just letting you guys know, if im acting strange you know why. Its nothing against you all. *hugs* well i hope to talk to you guys soon. Take care! ~Ashley~

Misery's Repetition [part 5]
Everything's completely broken inside of me. These pieces rest inside this desolate shell. My heart is rendered useless. My soul is in hiding. This lack of motivation keeps me here inside myself day after day after day. The air grows stale without you here. I miss that radiant smile.

The Miserable World Around Me :(
Somebody falls in love, somebody breaks a heart We never fell in love we only fell apart I'm getting lonely, i need somebody to hold me I thought i'd never miss her She cut me out of her pictures Take a look at the world around you Can you see the desperation? Take a look at the world around you Can you see the life your living? Somebody tells the truth, somebody lives a lie I can see right through, the story is in your eyes I know what they're saying, there is no need for explaining There will be nothing better than when i burn all your letters We never fell in love we only fell apart We only fell apart So we pick up the pieces and put 'em together We said this was gnoa last forever We never fell in love we only fell apart Somebody falls in love, somebody breaks a heart We never fell in love we only fell apart

Misery
They say misery loves company We could start a company And make misery, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to see Put me out of my misery I'd do it for you, Would you do it for me? We will always be busy, making misery We could build a factory, and make misery We'll create the cure, we made the disease Frustrated Incorporated, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to feel Put me out of my misery Suicide kings and drama queens Forever after happily making misery Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need Was it only envy, so empty Frustrated incorporated... I'd do it for you, would you do it for me?

Misery Of Life
I sit here in my Jail cell called life Feeling a breath that is not my own. I wonder where life will lead me More pain? More misery? I don't really know. I see a light. I try to reach out but cannot Feel it. It gets closer and I notice It's a figure I reconginze. She tells Me she loves me...and I smile. ~Arcadies~

Misery
Misery My silence remains from all the shame The love I gave, your curses and blame Sultry patience withered from a spool Your evil ways, created a fool Reaching out with my heart of wings You're jagged knife, your cut still stings You've raped my soul with devils sperm My insides rust, my lessons learned What my heart now has is little to show Your insanity filled veins, overflow So to trust and give you my heart again I'd rather die, and let misery begin!

Misery Is Depressing
I was sitting at my favorite spot in the entire school, the window, our window, and I was listening to Chris go on about how he has the next 3 years in that school to have fun, fuck around and grow up. I realized I spent about two years of my life, sitting around that window, and its all gone. I'm mixed about it, because so many things have changed. My mornings had mainly consisted of going to the window with an ignorant idiot ( sorry, thats what you are.) and discussing life, or whatever else that went on. I wish I could have one more morning before I leave that school, but I sincerely doubt it will happen because the loser ( yes, thats you ) is being a fucking bitch. Im enraged by alot of things that have happened, but surprisingly, I wont miss that place. It was never a kind place. All I had to look forward to was my window, and Mercado's office, where I have spent a huge portion of my time this year, learning more in there than I have in any classroom over the last 4 years. There w

Misery
Misery, what is it, where does it come from, why do we have it what is that pain inside that causes us to not want to go on? why do some of us have that pit inside of us that can never be filled why do we look at life and only see bleek, where does it come from, why cant we get rid of if? holes in the soul to were we only see pain in this world, do you see that pain, do you have that hole in your soul? I set here and think and listen I look at the faces of people the ones I care about, the ones I love, I ask questions with my eyes and recieve no answers, I wonder do we truely love, do we truely want that hole filled. following the matters of the heart make me wonder if we are actually following a path destined for us, a path of sorrow and pain that is there for eternity, yes some do find happiness but look at the world most are unhappy, most show it in their eyes, and speak about it without saying a word. some of us have burden to see that to hear that to feel that

Misery!!!!!!!!!!!
I guess the old saying "misery loves company" is true......It seems no matter how hard I try misery always finds me.....Its like I'm not supposed to be happy in life...Well misery can kiss my ass cause from know on I'm gonna totally engough life to the fullest!!!!!!!! Susan AKA Cleo{the devils spawns princess}

Misery
I get chilled down to the bone, not showing you the love that needs to be shown. Still you come to me everyday, why is it that I feel this way? Dont you worry your pretty little head, because I am not without such dread. Someday I will make things right, and give you a life thats bright. Right now there is nothing I can do, because I cant be there with you. Please my flower dont you cry, just tell me your problems and why. Wipe that frown of your pretty face, and we will go back to my place. For the life of me I cant figure out, who has left you with such doubt. Some guy must have ripped out your heart, just give me a brand new start. I will show you all the love in me, and take you away from misery.

Misery - Soul Asylum
They say misery loves company We could start a company And make misery, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to see Put me out of my misery I'd do it for you, Would you do it for me? We will always be busy, making misery We could build a factory, and make misery We'll create the cure, we made the disease Frustrated Incorporated, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to feel Put me out of my misery Suicide kings and drama queens Forever after happily making misery Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need Was it only envy, so empty Frustrated incorporated... I'd do it for you, would you do it for me?

Miserable Day
A cold miserable afternoon one day i went to see what was out over sea There it was a cold,muggy day of icky frozen water. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ written by Raina aka kinky lil sex kitten ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The Misery Of Chaos
The black clouds swirl, like a heavy suffocating mist. forever entombed in its cold embrace. I frantically pound and claw trying to release the clasp, but i am buried too deeply within its womb. the agony of defeat seeps in, its ice cold shards splinter my veins. breath becoming shallow, the darkness draws near, drowning my soul in the shallow waters of despair.

Misery
I hate the world, The world hates me I just wish everybody Would let me be. All i ask for Is one day to Say everything I have to say one moment in life to share my grief one person in life to understand my pain. someone who'll let me shed a tear someone to say have no fear. sometimes i wonder if that day will ever come, or perhaps it has come and gone. At any rate, i sit here, blade in my hand, screaming, wishing someone could hear. But no one cares, or so i think. And then from somewhere in the darkness there's a light that blinks. Out comes my angel, so it appears To take me away, far away from here. She knows my grief, she shares my pain. And just when i think everything will be okay, my buzz dies off and i realize there will never be an end to all this misery, all this pain The weight will never be lifted, it will only be gained. All i ask is that you see everything that you've done to me. Granted, i took the wrong road, i ruined my life, but you n

Misery's Kiss
he came to me a refuge of hate hiding in a scream his fingers bearing blood he asked for help this forgotten of love trying to escape from the damage of Misery's kiss then he told me a story he said of himself and when he was through he bent down. Kissing my cheek, with a frown he yelled "Your Broken Now" I sat many nights scared and alone a prisoner of pain speaking in riddles shoved down my throat I thought I had everything only to find my everything was somewhere behind I screamed for help but no one came I cried for the end finally insane overwhelming emotions the fortress broke down I cried to the heavens where Misery was found and when she spoke she said of this pass it on my infamous kiss and you will be free from my chains that hold and no more pain will carry your load that is my story of the encounter with Misery and now that I am through a kiss to you "YOUR BROKEN NOW"

Miserable Day
What a miserable day, could it have gone any worse? I doubt. Investigation comes in over some bs complaint, that was completely unfounded, but some staff were having a bad day, and the kids were a little out of control, so she wrote us up about that, and what is the directors response to it? Why lets switch the staff around again, pull Chrissy out of her room that she just got into in Sept. and finally has things running good, and put her in the problem room, Why? Cause apparently I can handle anything. Yeah it's great that she has so much faith in me but at the same time I have an After School Care to run. I can't be the problem solver everytime. She needs to get busy and train the staff to fix the problems themselves. The answer can't always be lets just put Chrissy in there till everything works out. I'm not superwoman, I work 11 + hour days and still have to spend my lunchbreak programing because they say there's not enough staff to give me time that I actually get piad for, funny

Misery
hit my face with all your force with cold and stinging mercury words kick me when im down and out stab me deep with blood stained swords push me down in broken glass of all your terrifying frozen pain torture me in filthy ways if you think that you will gain rape my soul just like you please enjoy, take all i have from me feed upon my cold remains celebrate your misery

Misery Business
I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top She's got a body like an hourglass that's tickin like a clock It's a matter of time before we all run out... When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth I waited eight long months She finally set him free I told him I can't lie he was the only one for me Two weeks and we had caught on fire She's got it out for me But I wear the biggest smile Whoa... I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Whoa... it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But god does it feel so good Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would Cause god it just feels so... It just feels so good Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way Well there's a

Misery Business
I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top She's got a body like an hourglass it's ticking like a clock It's a matter of time before we all run out... When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth I waited eight long months She finally set him free I told him I can't lie, he was the only one for me Two weeks and we had caught on fire She's got it out for me, but I wear the biggest smile Whoa... I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Whoa... it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would 'Cause God it just feels so... It just feels so good Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that'll never change And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to, have exchanged I'm sorry

Misery Hates Company.
Not sure that I can take this anymore cant tell you who im really lying to you decide, is it me or you? I hate this empty feeling inside But I will never let you in. Sometimes you catch a fleeting glimpse of the love that I can give But before you take another look I lock the door and hide the key Its an enigma, all my life all I want is for someone to set me free Prince Charming does not exist at least not for me Ive abandoned all hope youre out there, looking for me as well My SOULMATE?? you must be joking take your LINES and go to hell Am I worthy in your eyes anyway? What do you see when you look at me? If I think for a second that I could need you Ill sabobtage it and run i know I will never let you in Because it would kill me to see you go You tell me what I want to hear You lied and got your prize Please just go now leave me be you wont ever get in I dont think youll like what you see You find my eyes amazing but they see you with doubt and fear Get

Misery
I'll never feel the gentle touch Of your fingers on my face. I'll never hold you in my arms And give that caring embrace. I'll never touch your silky skin Or place a kiss upon your head. I'll never sleep another night, Without you in my bed. I'll never be able to say I'm sorry To the full extent it's due. I'll never be able to forgive myself For falling in love with you. I'll never be able to look up At the stars that are your eyes. Just sit back, and calmly watch, My painfully sweet demise. I'll never feel the warmth of your light Shining on my withered soul. I'm no longer a complete self. Only a piece of a shattered whole.

The Miserable Poet
I SIT HERE ALL ALONE WITH A BOTTLE OF JACK AND A RINGLESS PHONE MY MISERY COMES AND SOMETIMES IT GOES I HAVE NO FRIENDS I HAVE NO FOES IM THE MISERABLE POET WITH NO LIFE TO LIVE I LIVE ALONE WITH MUCH LOVE TO GIVE I WRITE ON THESE PAGES WORDS OF SADNESS AND RAGE AND IF U DONT LIKE IT TURN THE DAMN PAGE MY FUTURE HOLDS A LIFE TIME OF SORROW GOD PLEASE TELL ME WILL THERE BE A TOMARROW I LET LOVE IN TOO MANY TIMES BEFORE NOW IM LOST SITTIN ON THE FLOOR SO IF EVER U FIND YOURSELF CRYIN AND SAD JUST LOOK AT MY LIFE YOU'LL SEE URS ISNT THAT BAD ILL NEVER FIND LOVE AGAIN I KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE SO TO ALL WHO CHEATED ON ME WELL........FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

Misery
Misery - 1990 Novelist Paul Sheldon (James Caan) doesn't remember the blinding blizzard that sent his car spinning off the road. Nor does he remember being nursed back from unconsciousness. All he remembers is waking up in the home of Annie Wilkes (Kathy Bates)- a maniacal fan who is bent on keeping her favorite writer as her personal prisoner... for the rest of his cock-a-doodie' life! Horror at it's best. no supernatural tale, just one insane fan who has totally lost her marbles. The casting of Kathy Bates was perfect. she plays Anne Wilkes perfectly, James Caan also captures the role of Paul Sheldon without flaw. As with all book based films there are changes made, probably to keep things a little more civil. The movie is not quite as graphic as the book but still had plenty of scenes to make one cringe. Wonderfully told by Stephen King and adapted to the big screen by William Goldman this story will send shivers down your spine. 5 out of 5 tankards for sure!

Misery
They say misery loves company We could start a company and make misery Frustrated, incorporated Well I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what youd pay to see Put me out of my misery Id do it for you, would you do it for me We will always be busy making misery We could build a factory and make misery Well create the cure; we made the disease Frustrated, incorporated Frustrated, incorporated Well I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what youd pay to feel Put me out of my misery All you suicide kings and you drama queens Forever after happily, making misery Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need Was it only envy, so empty Frustrated, incorporated Frustrated, incorporated Frustrated, incorporated (put me out of my misery) Frustrated, incorporated (Id do it for you, would you do it for me) Frustrated, incorporated (forever after happily) Frustrated, incorporated (making misery) -------------

Misery
I cut my skin to ease the pain. I can't belive he's doing this again. He hurts me so much and makes me feel low. I can't keep taking this but I just can't go. So just give me a blade and let me be. So that I may deal with my misery. MIG

Misery
Since you left my life its been hell and hurt, every day is filled with empty days and my night are filled with anger, I got to find a way got to find a reason, got to find a weakness so i could end you witchin season, got to break the spell you hold on me. Can't think how I got myself caught up in this nightmare evil schemes midnight screams, come on somebody listen to my prayer. I'd give all I've got to give just to find my way out got it going but I can't let go I'm trapped on this crazy round about, tryin to break the spell you hold on me. Your Miss Misery thats all that you'll ever be set me free, set me free Please, please, please.

Misery Loves It's Company
Listen close as we wait for a sound to go It's true, we are we are destined to fail [x2] And there's a problem here with our society The absence of my tears is my sobriety I have a growing fear and you're only helping me Am I the only one who realizes it's true? Beat but I'm not broken Got me through way around Leave with your words spoken Show me how to listen You're persecuting me, showing hypocrisy I have a remedy for your insecurity It's all the same, sadly Nobody works for free Am I the only one who realizes it's true Beat but I'm not broken Got me through way around leave with your words spoken Show me how to listen Let your light shine through me Take this hate I can release Help me make the blood see Misery loves its company When I dream, I see dawn turn into dusk, into dusk Beat but I'm not broken Got me through way around Leave with your words spoken Show me how to listen Let your light shine through

Misery Lyrics
In the shortest days When the light unbraids Oh, misery When heaven said your name It never felt the same Misery where have you gone? Let the stories Gather us around as tiny songs Some things of truth Expose the pain Long words of rain Leave the world unchanged Misery, where have you gone? I said enjoy my friends with the drifting sand Oh misery, sweet misery Let the stories Gather us around as tiny songs Some things of truth Expose the pain Chorus: What the hell you gonna do? (you're fading out) Is this hell you're going through? (I can't get out) Sweet misery. What the hell you're gonna do? (you're fading out) Is this hell you're going through? (I can't get out) Sweet misery. Now the fruit is gone And the nights are long She's come to stay Let us say her name Let her remain Memories will have to do What the hell you're gonna do? What the hell you're gonna do? Sweet misery. What the hell you're gonna do? Is this hell you're going thr

Miserable Cunts!
They just can't seem to get enough of me. Now read. This is really hilarious. I haven't been with Pat over a month now. I think I talked to him once? And that was telling him to unhook his xBox name from my email. Other then that, I don't have much to say to him, but I guess his sister has a lot to say to me. The fat miserable bitch now things I stole her perfume. Let me tell you this. I own a bottle of perfume that is worth more then her fucking life. Oh wait, then I guess it is cheap perfume then. In all seriousness, shes accusing me of stealing $10 perfume. The fuck is wrong with this dumb cunt. Anyways, for your reading pleasure: god i hate you. and i know it was you who stole all my curve. i hope you die. have a good one, slutbag... As always, I return the favor: Because I want to smell like a miserable, fat cunt? Think again. You couldn't pay me to take your cheap nasty perfume. Are you sure you didn't eat it? I find it amazing that you just can't see

Misery Into Slight Happy
Well I am angry at the world today and just I feel negativity just bouncing off me...well my nicest boss in the world just came to me and gave me a GAS card for being such a good employee!!! Ahhhh he just made my day, and I love that they give out gas cards now instead of starbucks or target!! Smart thinking company----VCRRRROOOMMMMMM Still pissed at the world and everyone in it. Miss J~

Miserable People.
It seems certain people in the MuMMs are getting meaner and nastier. Even the people who used to be known for the most helpful advice are being mostly sarcastic and hateful anymore. My feelings are if their lives are that miserable and pathetic, THEY should do something about it instead of taking it out on others. It's pitiful some people live with that much anger.

Misery
Misery likes company, I like the way that rounds. I’ve been trying to find the meaning so that I can write it down. Maybe tomorrow I will fill a different way. I would like to jump but I am afraid to hit the ground. My pen bleeds out.

Misery In My Mind
Misery In My Mind This life is very frustrating for it has no purpose. I am a human and humans have no purpose. We just exist for some unapparent reason. I am not proud to be a human for I want to have a purpose sure I have an end goal I'd like to change the world for the better but a goal is not a purpose. Even if I declared my end goal as my purpose in life I would never fulfill it; because in the end being a human the most destructive species on this Earth I will never make up for what I destroyed. Does this mean that indeed I do have a purpose and that purpose is destruction? If it is I'd rather not have a purpose for destruction is so negative it is so depressing it is so violent and grotesque. I find life to be full of agonizing frustration. I am frustrated by my lack of purpose. I feel as though I am trapped in the Earth and can't get out. I need to know that there is a genuine reason for why I am here and that that reason is a positive one. I need to feel like I have meaning

The Misery Of My Dying Heart...
The Misery Of My Dying Heart… not even a new love could ever resurrect this cold hearted soul; that lives in pain everyday looking through nothing but the shattered glass as the rain continues to drop down deeper and deeper until his unwanted pulse is coughing up blood again and now that the candle is lit to perfection and ready to drip the thoughts of loneliness away; I sit back with a glass of Whiskey and begin to slip into an unconsciousness as all those wasted out prayers I've prayed over the years seem to get more silent from me and I've come to a point where my lack of faith does me no good anymore; just as wishing on empty promises left themselves to fly back to Heaven where I truly don't belong; the misery of my dying heart is now left for dead before the clouds come up again so now the non existent flowers begin to rise over my own grave and I wait for my own fate to see past all of the mistakes that I have mad

Miserable Misery
I haven't posted a blog in a while but I never had anything interesting to blog about. I know one thing though, I am miserable! July 20th 2008 I married a man whom I thought was sincere, honest, and respectful. Boy was I wrong! Almost a year later... He never takes anything seriously unless it could threaten his career, he doesn't respect me at all. he acts like a fucking child! I'll tell him not to touch me in certain areas but he'll do it anyway thinking it's a game. He calls me names, he'll even use suicide and our 1 1/2 month old son as a form of blackmail and threats! just yesterday I asked my husband if he could pick up some formula for the baby because he was running out. My husband then asked me what I wanted for dinner and just because I said "I don't know" he said "well I guess Gabriel (our son) won't get his formula and will starve because you don't know what you want to eat" I hung up on him pissed off because he's constantly using the "because you won't eat he won't" threa

Misery
in silence i suffer,no one shall know,the things that i do,will not let it show. this bleeding i do,is not seen by eyes,for everythings that bleeds,has its own descise. in silence i suffer,with nothing at all,nothing to hold me,tis why i fall. I grasp in the darkness,for something to hold,but the walls are smooth,nothin shall mold. the rush of this fear,that enters my heart,makes everything worse,than it was from the start. my insides are screaming, but nothing comes out,no matter how long,or how loud i do shout. everythings broken,nothings attached,nothing i find,can help it to patch. Im close to the end,that i do have no breath,it came to me so soon,everything has left. everythings is empty,for i have a shattered frame,who is to notice,and who is to blame. i do have no feeling,i am so numb,there is noting left,for me to become. the end is coming closer,the ground is so near,that the pain that i feel,tis to who that is dear.

Misery
I get chilled down to the bone,not showing you the love that needs to be shown. Still you come to me everyday, why is it that I feel this way?Dont you worry your pretty little head, because I am not without such dread. Someday I will make things right, and give you a life thats bright. Right now there is nothing I can do,becuase I cant be there with you.Please my flower dont you cry,just tell me your problems and why?Wipe that frown off your beautiful face,and we will go back to my place.For the life of me I cant figure out,who has left you with such doubt.Some guy must have ripped out your heart,just give me a brand new start.I will show you all the love in me,and take you away from your misery.

Misery, Mystery, Life, And A Lesson Learned
Everything in this worldConstant with materialConsistent with mysteryLife with miseryGood with evilUntamed spontaneityTwisted inconsistent lawsDestiny is every flawEvery mistake a realityNone can take your obscenityNone can shape your decencyChoice with continuityA child, a flawA man, a lesson learnedSensory to the heartWithout falling apartUncharted given abilitiesGiven not without consequencesLearn from your every actionMake true your intentions

Misery Loves Company
Pain, hatred, sorrow, and love. all are emotions that involve another person to have. If this means humanity must have pain to have happiness and vice-versa, why should we want it? because Misery loves Company. and goddamn it, misery LOVES me. fuck it. im tired of trying to explain everything and no one takes me seriously. no one listens to MY pain when i listen to theres. if i feel like shit, its " everything will be ok" or" dont worry, better things are to come" when i take hours out of my life to help them feel better. I AM DONE.

Miserable Life
Has anyone ever been just ben stuck in a sitaution they dont want to be in any more and dont know what to do to get out of it .I know I am . I swore on my dads grave i wasnt going to part from my kids that I would always be in thier life no matter what .But know I dont know if that can even be . I'm stuck to where I dont know whats going on from way day to the next . I have trhee beatiful kids all by the same mother . She's been around for 13 yrs but have broke up a few times for differnt reasons I'll leave it at that . The only reason why I stay around now is only for my kids . Am I o wrong for wanting to make sure my kids have clean house ,food and most of all a roof over their head . However seeing how we have broke up several times and just for the last damn time yr ago . I dont see why I should have to suffer this much . i want a happy life and some one who resects me more . No I'm not perfect by no means ,but I always try to do right by my kids . That dont mean they get everythin

Misery
Misery They say misery loves company We could start a company And make misery, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to see Put me out of my misery I'd do it for you, Would you do it for me? We will always be busy, making misery We could build a factory, and make misery We'll create the cure, we made the disease Frustrated Incorporated, Frustrated Incorporated I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to feel Put me out of my misery Suicide kings and drama queens Forever after happily making misery Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need Was it only envy, so empty Frustrated incorporated... I'd do it for you, would you do it for me?

Misery
There are so many thing left unsaid,,,unfinished,,unresolved,,,SOmetimes you just want to throw in the towel,,,I can close my eyes and hear your voice in my head,,,I can see ur lips ,,,,smell your breath on my neck ,,,, feel your hands on my shoulders tightening ur grip,,,,whisper in my ears,,,,I can feel my stomach tie up in knots with anticipation,,,, I can feel the longing,,,,the aching ,,,,the desire,,,,,THEN I open my eyes and its gone,,,, Its seems like you leave me alone for a few days and then do something to catch my attention,,,,you know that I am trying to move on,,,,but cant,,,,Every time I see you,,I lose my breath,,,,Its not fair,,, I know that it is all my fault,,,I just couldnt help but to fall and you made it so easy,,,,You knew what u were doing to me,,,,so I will not take all the blame,,,Every day I get stronger,,, One day I will find "HIM" ,,,my lover,,my Dom,,,my best friend,,my soul mate,,,,but I know that I do not want to be one of MANY,,,,I want to be the ONE

Mise à Jour Android 2.2 Froyo Pour Le Htc Droid Incredible Presse
Android2.2 Froyo récemment, et il est officiellement dans la direction de votre magasin pour acheter. Vous avez HTC Android incroyable pour vous. C'est vraiment un bon temps nécessaire pour obtenir ce modèle sorti sur le marché. Ce téléphone intelligent est un roller coaster comme il va obtenir le stock en raison de la demande croissante de personnes. Maintenant, est disponible sur le marché. Il y avait beaucoup de rumeurs attachés à ce téléphone depuis le moment où il est lancé sur le marché. Mais tout cela est mis en veilleuse pour l'instant.-smartphone android Android 2.2 Froyo Caractéristiques C'est la version la plus récente du système d'exploitation et qui est un lien. Il utilise également le compilateur JIT. JIT est la compilation juste-à-temps. Cela garantit que votre application s'exécute plus rapidement à travers elle. Vous pouvez le comparer avec trois fois plus vite que la demande initiale. Ce téléphone vous offre également la vie de la batterie des résultats positifs. C'

The Misery
this sky goes on forever tonightand this misery has taken on a lifeand it loves the companyits become the misery of me the hole in black cloudsshines light on a place unknownand your fingers digging in these woundsare scraping away my sanity it takes ahold of methe winds sadness pushes me awayand its become all i seeits all i breathe i float above the skythe stars fall to the groundand everything i know just crashes downi try to scream but there is no sound cuz this misery in meloves the comfort in youand i'd never thought i'd seea sky so void of everything

The Misfit's Daughter Is Alive!
So I was just given the link of this site by my friend Candice, and I gotta say so far this site is very cool. Things you should know about me: 1. I am an artist 2. I tend to tell people exactly what I think, no beating around the bush. 3. I love erotic stories and anything to do with eroticism in general. 4. I love bearded dragons 5. Anime and Star Trek are my favorite things to talk about. DJ_Starling

Misfits
All MISFITS....Next time you see me I am gonna be pimped out in Misfits...Anywho..Yeah I am still a bum at home..Jumping from job to job kinda..well I dont have to work..I just want extra money to spend..lol..Rockabilly is my new lifestyle..and I am LOVING IT...I hope before the tattoo convention this year I will have my chest tattooed to show off...I want to finish my back so that I can be in contest for my tats...I love TATTOOs....

Misfit Bears:
Misfit Bears: Once upon a time in a far away place, lived a family of bears in a little town called Misfit. Now they lived in a big house and Mr. and Mrs. Bear had three little bears. Their oldest is Olivia Bear, she is 8 years old, nexted is Franklin Bear, he is 6 years old, and last but not least is Sara Bear, she is 4 years old. And these three little Bears were all ways getting into trouble. One day, on a bright and sunny day in Misfit town, Olivia, Franklin and Sara Bear were very bored. Olivia Bear says "why can't we go to the park and play we all ways have fun there." Franklin Bear replies "We all ways go to the park, I want to do something different, something fun." "Like what?" says Olivia "I don't know" says Franklin, "maybe get into some mischief or something." Olivia Bear says, "Now Franklin you know mom and dad warned us about not getting into trouble this summer." "But being good is no fun." says Franklin. Sara Bear says, "Why don't we

Misfit
My message to her tonight after her starting bullshit in the mumms earlier today....Never underestimate me. Obviously your "friends" love me more....Stop talking shit about me or all your pics go public all day every day on this site and others. He likes to make little digs (you would think if he hated me or didn’t care…he would leave me fuckin be) http://www.cherrytap.com/mum.php?id=55895 Bernies mumm where I got fed up with porch’s snide comments http://www.cherrytap.com/mum.php?id=55900 he stole another cherries primary picture (of the actual guy) and made a mumm…which who knows with porch…he coulda deleted it or someone else coulda (don’t trust the fucker) so the guy who he stole the actual picture of made a mumm http://www.cherrytap.com/mum.php?id=55914 after he turned on me the first time (like all the mumms talk about when someone fucks you over once – shame on them, fuck you over twice – shame on you) I sa

Misfits - Saturday Night
There's 52 ways to murder anyone One or two are the same And they both work as well I'm coming clean for Amy Julie doesn't scream as well And the cops won't listen all night And so maybe I'll be over Just as soon as I fill them all in And I can remember when I saw her last We were running all around and having a blast But the backseat of the drive-in is so lonely without you I know when you're home I was thinking about you There was something I forgot to say I was crying on a Saturday Night I was out cruising without you They were playing our song Crying on a Saturday Night As the moon becomes the night time You go viciously, quietly away I'm sitting in the bedroom where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes Now I'm watching Watching you die I can remember when I saw her last We were running all around and having a blast But the backseat of the drive-in is so lonely without you I know when you're home I was thinking about you There was somethin

Misfits - Hybrid Moments
if you're gonna scream, scream with me moments like this never last When new creatures rape your face Hybrids open up the door ooh baby when you cry your face is momentary you hide your looks behind these scars in hybrid moments give me a moment give me a moment give me a moment ooh baby when you cry your face is momentary you hide your looks behind these scars in hybrid moments in hybrid moments in hybrid moments in hybrid moments give me a moment give me a moment

Misfits - Children In Heat (live)
Children in heat They have no conscience No resistance You gotta see this big reaction No resistance Cellophane sex, a new way of life With your heart in your throat And the other alive You've been pissin', pissin' blood Pissin' blood for seven days No resistance No resistance No resistance Children in heat You can't control them Why they're away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away Children in heat Are young little kindle wood I see them burning They all changed their names to Chicago No resistance No resistance No resistance Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away and away They're always gonna run away Children in heat You can't control them Why they're running away

Misfits - Some Kinda Hate
There's some kinda love And there's some kinda hate The maggots in the eye of love Won't copulate And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh I said whoah whaoh oh, oh oh oh Hear the cats cry Liitle tortured babies in pain Cracked necks by settled limbs They don't hesitate And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh Baby whoah oh oh oh oh And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh I said whoah, whoah, oh There's some kinda love And there is some kinda hate I'm gonna tell you all about it now The maggots in the eye of love won't copulate And it's a whoah oh oh oh oh Baby whoah oh oh oh oh Baby whoah oh oh oh oh I said whoah whoah oh, whoah oh

Misfits - Astro Zombies
whaOh, all I want to know All I want With just a touch of my burning hand I send my astro zombies to rape the land Prime directive exterminate The whole human race And your face drops in a pile of flesh And then your heart, heart pounds Till it pumps in death Prime directive exterminate Whatever stands left All I wanted to say And all I gotta do Who'd I do this for Hey, me or you And all I wanted to say And all I gotta do Who'd I do this for Hey, me or you whaOh, all I want to know All I want With just a touch of my burning hand I'm gonna live my life to to destroy your world prime directive and exterminate The whole fuckin' race Then your face drops in a pile of flesh And then your heart, heart pounds And it pumps in death prime directive exterminate The whole fuckin' place well All I wanted to say And all I gotta do Who'd I do this for Hey, me or you And all I wanted to say And all I gotta do Who'd I do this for Hey, me or you

Misfits - Dig Up Her Bones
Anything is what she is Anywhere is where she's from Anything is what she'll be Anything as long as it's mine And the door, it opens, is the way back in Or is it the way back out Anyplace is where she'll be Anyplace, she'll see you from Lies and secrets become your world Any time, anywhere, she takes me away And death climbs up the steps one by one To give you the rose That's been burnt by her son Point me to the sky above I can get there on my own Walk me to the graveyard Dig up her bones I have seen the demon's face I have heard of her death place I fall down on my knees in praise of the Horrible things that took her away And death climbs up the steps one by one To give you the rose That's been burnt by her son Point me to the sky above I can get there on my own Walk me to the graveyard Dig up her bones Point me to the sky above I can get there on my own Walk me to the graveyard Dig up her bones Bones

M Is For Marriage (both Gay And Straight)
Marriage is a scared act between two consenting adults who want to pledge their lives to each other before their community either by civil or religious ceremony. I believe that marriage should be allowed between any two persons, of any sex, as long as both of them are consenting adults. Thus I don't believe society should allow marriages between a minor and an adult. Nor a human and some animal or inanimate object. I believe that if a social institution, i.e. a church, synagogue or mosque, should be allowed to decide whether or not it will marry an adult couple without fear of persecution. I believe civil institutions should marry any adult couples as long as their marriage is lawful. I believe that other communities and states, within the same nation, should recognize only the lawful marriages of each other. Finally, I believe that marriage is a part of human society that should be open to people regardless of their sexuality as long as it follows the conditions stated abo

Misfits-dig Up Her Bones
Anything is what she is Anywhere is where she's from Anything is what she'll be Anything as long as it's mine And the door it opens is the way back in Or is it the way back out? Anyplace is where she'll be Anyplace, she'll see you from Lies and secrets become your world Anytime, anywhere she takes me away And death climbs up the steps one by one To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son Point me to the sky above I can't get there on my own Walk me through the graveyard Dig up her bones I have seen the demon's face I have heard of her death place I fall down on my knees in praise of the Horrible things that took her away And death climbs up the steps one by one To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son Point me to the sky above I can't get there on my own Walk me through the graveyard Dig up her bones ----------------------------

The Misfit
I don't feel like, I should anymore. I don't feel that, I should be here. I feel out of place, Somewhere unknown. The country's my place, My area, my home. This city is too rushed, Too crowded, too big. I wish I was gone, These people can be pigs. I wish I was okay, To have moved from there, But my mind isn't here, It's off wandering somewhere. This place it's weird, You know what I mean? To be a country kid, In a place where there's no green. I miss my animals, My friends, my home. I wish it was here, I wouldn't mean harm. I wish I was fine, With my thoughts gone away. I wish my mind, Would come back someday. But it's not gonna happen, Not here, not now. I'll get it back, Some way, some how.

The Misfit~angels Rules
THE MISFIT~ANGELS RULES 1.) must read and rate all blogs done on pages of all the group leaders 2.) if anyone needs leveling you must send the link too 1 of the leaders then they will see if that person can be leveled 3.) before any member is to join a contest or giveaway and wants help from the group you must ask and see if we can help or if we have plans first give time for a response 4.) no other member needs to do blogs for leveling for help from the misfit group except for the leaders 5.)will not have more than 1 person in a contest or giveaway at 1 time unless we have enough members to split up to help with the bombing 6.) if you do not help level or do your part you will be removed from the group 7.) when a new member joins we go to that members page we add, fan and rate their page 8.) when you see a bulletin posted in our group you repost it 9.) when we are leveling someone the status is how you know if we are done yet 10.) and do not ask for help

Misfortune And Courage
...He said that those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but that it is just that misfortune which is their gift and which is their strength and that they must make their way back into the common enterprise of man for without they do so it cannot go forward and they themselves will wither in bitterness... [though] If one were to be a person of value, that value could not be a condition subject to the hazards of fortune. It had to be a quality that could not change. No matter what. Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily... I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it. That the desire was the thing itself. The thing itself. I could think of nothing else of which that was true (McCar

Misfits Spotlight Message
For those that hate me...or just thrive on drama, lies and rumours 1. I never once begged anyone to do gifs, pics, salutes, bulletins, stickies, blogs, mumms, NOT A THING for this spotlight. I have not once put a status up regarding gaining fubucks or helping me with getting a spotlight. 2. Unless you heard it from MY mouth...I am not capitalizing on my sisters death to get “fubar famous”. I wanted to distract myself from a painful day...and more so from the weeks before June 18th. Fathers day mumms were bumming me out...I only wanted to have something to do BEFORE hand. I have been overwhelmed and grateful for the unbelievable support and kindness that was shown to me this past 2 weeks. For 2 years the month of June has been horrible.....now...I have some good memories of some very good people to see me through next June.

M Is For...
It's harder than it looks! *Use the 1st letter of your LAST name to answer each of the following...(*They have to be real places, names, things...nothing made up!) Use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. (WHICH BY THE WAY IS HARD IF YOU ALREADY READ THEIR ANSWERS) You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl. 1. What is your last name?............M.... 2. 4 letter word......................Moon 3. Vehicle: ..........................Mustang 4. City / Neighborhood: ..............Minneapolis 5. Boy Name: .........................Malachai. 6. Girl Name: ........................Molly. 7. Occupation: ....................... Milkman 8. Something you wear:................ Makeup. 9. Food: .............................Monkey bread. 10. Found in a bathroom:...........Mold. 11. Reason for Being Late...........Missed a bus. 12. Something you shout..............MEANIE!!!!! 13. Animal:..........................Monkey.

Misfit Bangs
Talk to her Misfits her name she'll blow you off and call out your game you light her fuse she is gonna go off like a bomb yeah baby Talk to her she wont give the time to listen to your little line if your playing games shell rip out your heart like a plum she's crazy well if lady luck gets on your side she might let you leave alive she'll rough you up and she'll knock you out. oh she walks the walk and talks the talk Misfit bangs!! she bangs!! oh baby she proves she proves shes crazy cause she looks like a flower but she stings like a bee she's not like every girl that's easy to see Misfit bangs!! she bangs!! she'll waste you for one wrong move no one gets away with a crime let me remind you that's a woman ruled by her own mind talk to her but don't make no moves she'll throw you out like an old pair of shoes she'll dance around and break a few bones then your gone oh baby If your looking for love she wont have the tim

Misfit's Moobs
SHE HAS THE AUTO ELEBENS AND IS ONE OF THE MOST KICK ASS CHICKS I KNOW! PLEASE RATE HER UP!! •T•E•R•I•@ fubar SHE IS A LITTLE SHY...BUT THIS IS THE TRUE TERI!! And please don't forget my other friends trying to level 1.3 to godmother Psyche™ Owns Idaho@ fubar 440 to Disciple President Lincoln©~Fat Sonnys' Proud Uncle~OWNER of VIGILANTE RADIO~blank requests get denied@ fubar thanks

Misfits Lyrics Again
"Descending Angel" "Torn from the Heavens they fall from the sky And walk the streets among mortal Men They hide in shadows, keepers of the night Mortal life is weak, can't hold back the demons The Blood pours like rain and soon you'll be alone Whaaoo Descending Angel, stand by my side Whaaoo we'll face the Night Descending Angel Whaaoo, Guard the Gates of Hell just one more night For in the morning . . . will bring the light Born or created in the image of a God, The Heavens fall, no savior has been sent No one to guide us, alone we face the night Mortal life is brief, For the Rebel Angels they make their final stand And soon you'll be alone . . . Whaaoo, Descending Angel, stand by my side Whaaoo, and face the the Night Descending Angel Whaaoo, Guard the Gates of Hell just one more night Whaaoo, Forever . . . Ends . . .Tonight!"

The Misfits
Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single word Die, die, die my darling Just shut your pretty mouth I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in Hell Don't cry to me oh baby Your future's in an oblong box, yeah Don't cry to me oh baby Should have seen it a-coming on Don't cry to me oh baby I don't know it was in your power Don't cry to me oh baby Dead end girl for a dead end boy Don't cry to me oh baby Now your life drains on the floor Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single word Die, die, die my darling Just shut your pretty mouth I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in Hell Don't cry to me a baby Your future is in an oblong box Don't cry to me oh baby Should have seen the end a-coming on, a-coming Don't cry to me oh baby I don't know it was in your power Don't cry to me oh baby Dead door for a dead end life Don't cry to me oh baby Now your life drains on the floor Don't cry to me oh baby Die, die, die my darling Don't utter a single wo

Misfourtne
PEOPLE LIKE TO SAY NO MATTER HOW BAD OFF YOUR LIFE IS,THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WORSE OFF THEN YOU.I GUESS ITS A SOURCE OF COMFORT. BUT THE IDEA THAT THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WORSE OFF LEADS TO THE LOGICAL CONCLUSION THAT SOMEWHERE IN THIS WORLD THERE IS A PERSON WHO IS IN WORSE SHAPE THAN EVERYONE ELSE.SOME GUY WHO HAS ALMOST 6 BILLION PEOPLE DOING BETTER THEN HIM. BUT IN REALITY,AS YOU GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THE BAD-SHAPE PILE,IT BECOMES HARDER AND HARDER TO KNOW WHO'S DOING WORSE. IS A BLIND,PARALYZED,MANIAC REALLY BETTER OFF THEN A THREE-FOOT PARAPLEGIC IMBECILLE? TOUGH CALL THEN THER'S ALWAYS MY 'PLUS-A-HEADACHE'FORMULA.NO MATTER HOW HORRIBLE AND PAINFUL A PERSONS CONDITION MAY BE,IT CAN ALWAYS BE MADE WORSE BY SIMPLY ADDING A HEADACHE.'HE WAS POOR,IGNORANT,DISEASED,LONELY,DEPRESSED,AND ABANDONED-PLUS HE HAD A HEADACHE.' LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.THE HEADACHE WILL VERY LIKELY GO AWAY.

Misfits
Looking for a lounge where the tunes are hot and drinks cold? The most unique people? Come join us today!! Don't miss out!!(repost of original by 'Cyanide Laced Kisses' on '2011-05-21 20:13:26')(repost of original by 'DJ KNIGHTWING LAST OF THE OUTLAWS' on '2011-05-21 20:15:52')(repost of original by 'Sephiroth' on '2011-05-21 20:16:29')

Misguided Angel
Cowboy Junkies - Misguided Angel Lyrics I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me But I want him by my side though he's wild and he's bad and sometimes just plain mad I need him to keep me satisfied" I said "Papa, don't cry cause it's alright And I see you in some of his ways Though he might not give me the life that you wanted I'll love him the rest of my days" Misguided angel hangin' over me Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory Soul like a Lucifer, black and cold like a piece of lead Misguided angel, love you 'til I'm dead I said "Brother, you speak to me of passion You said never to settle for nothing less Well, it's in the way he walks, it's in the way he talks His smile, his anger and his kisses" I said "Sister, don't you understand? He's all I ever wanted in a man I'm tired of sittin' around the T.V. every night Hoping I'm finding a Mr. Right" Misguided angel hangin' over me Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory Soul like a

Misguiding Ass Posers..lmao
What is it with all these people, GUYS, that have these very hot women as a default pic, but when you go check out the page, it says MALE on it? I mean, I personally don't really care what anyones sexual preference is, but I don't care to be checking out some guys page and pics and stuff. I mean, if you're a guy, at least put your pic up as a default, and if you're not, you need to go back and check your profile and fix the damn gender section! Ok, enough bitching about meaningless BS........

Mis-guided Missile
Misguided Missile I’ve got a misguided missile baby, Its radar system has gone askew, The warhead is all armed and hot, And there’s nothing I can do. It doesn’t matter how well you hide, Cause it’s a smart munition you see, Its got a brain all of its own so, You might as well surrender to me. Once a target has been acquired, You might find to your chagrin, That penetration of your defense, Will occur over and over again. See, I never miss my re-entry point, It’s a matter of pride to me, And as to you cry for a cease-fire, Don’t count on my chivalry. You see I’ve got a misguided missile baby, Make no mistake it will explode, So all of you pretty women out there, Watch out for me down the road. Copyright Steve Britt 21 August 1998

Misguided
Now lonely, wandering off to who knows where Uncertain and clear at the same time Someone has shown me their light, shared Then switches it off, with reasons unerred Confusion reigns in my heart, waiting Or not to follow what it tells me Unable to figure out what we should be Not spoken, left broken and paying For things undone, thoughts gone awry Want to be there, together, not apart Can't find the way, the beginning A new path to enable the start Will this be the way A place, a love, a continuation of me Or the slow reckoning Of the end, so I will no longer be?

Misgivings About Thanksgivings - Chapter I
Thanksgiving is an odd holiday. There aren't any gifts, there isn't any candy. It's just about stuffing a bird and then oneself. Five years ago, a week before Thanksgiving, I filed for divorce. I called my parents and told them. They protested, we argued. They adored Justin, my ex-husband-to-be, and they insisted I was in the wrong, that I just needed some counseling and all would be fine. At the end of our conversation, my mother asked, numbly, if I would be coming home for Thanksgiving. I said that I would. A week later, I arrived at a house filled with cold stares. I was feeling sick, and so I napped for a bit on the sofa. When I awoke, my mother was standing over me. "Don't tell Grandma about the divorce. You don't want to RUIN THANKSGIVING." My mother, upon hearing that I'd filed for divorce, apparently thought it wise to keep this information to herself. My grandmother's first question was, "Where's Justin?!?" "At his parents' house." "But why isn't he h

Misgivings About Thanksgivings - Chapter Ii
When I left for my parents' house for that thanksgiving, my friends were concerned. One friend, Bryan, offered to take care of Mauberly in my absence. I lent him my keys, and he kissed me, wished me well. When I returned from two days of discomfort at my parents' house, I stumbled, relieved, into my apartment. I dropped my bags, walked to the kitchen, plopped into a chair, and Mauberly hopped on my lap. There was a note on the table from Bryan: "Look in the fridge." I opened the fridge, and the entire top shelf was taken over by a basket. Bryan had filled the basket with goodies - a bottle of white wine, a wine glass, rose petals, a piece of cheesecake. The directions were to go directly to the bathtub, draw a bath, pour in the petals, and relax. And so I did. Bryan had arranged candles in the bathroom; I lit them and sank into the tub. The phone had been placed by the tub, and so after relaxing for a while, nibbling at the dessert, sipping the wine, I called Bryan

Misguided Advice Costs You Gratuity.
I'm sitting in a diner...the kind where the scent of stale coffee and unavoidably audible chatter collide with the slightly off smell of whatever it is that three other tables close to where I sit are shoveling into their mouths in between puffs of their mid meal smoke. I'm watching the byproduct waft over from the smoking section past the ridiculously fake ferns that separate the would-be risk takers, over to the side that seats those who believe the surgeon general just might be on to something. As I notice the smoke curl around both sections, I question the legitimacy of the restaurant's claims to actually understand what "smoke free" may mean. This is only in passing, as my attention is quickly brought forward to the present tense as two cups of ice water are quickly slammed down onto my table. I now have the privilege of sharing the company of two very unique individuals. Ruth looks as if she is actually molded out of pie dough. As far as waitresses go, she has so far

Mishap;
paint me a picture with flexibility. show me your soul through the acid in your gut. use your left while looking to the right. show me your insecurity & flaunt it. eat your way through flesh & bone. curl your toes with the power in your teeth. go down to the docks & gaze at the ground. go home to nothing & like it. take of your clothes & stay fully covered. fight your way through an empty crowd. stare down all the blind pedestrians. take my hand & pretend it/s real.

Mish Misses Her Vic Soooooo Much
When i got on here earlier I saw that my friend Mish was missing her VIC so much. So since she was missing it so much i thought i would a good idea to go down the chemist and buy her a tub of Vick to cheer her up, just like the one below lol So why not click on the link below to Mish's page and give her a tub of Vick just to make her smile again, lol. MishNumber1 of S*U*P, Brits On Tour, Club FAR & IAR#9. Founder Of Naughty Northerners@ CherryTAP

Mishnumber1....
Mishnumber1 needs lots of help leveling up to Godmother... She has been really good to me since I have been on, so I wanted to help her level up... Plz. Show her sum luv.... http://fubar.com/user/548838 TY... Much Luv...

Mish Rocks Tyvm Hun
We have a special birthday today. Please stop by and show her some birthday love and make it a special day ;o) her link ... LilBabyBi -of shady's s*u*p Club F.A.R. Member and just incase i haven't made my point clear enough LOL happy birthday my awesome friend, i hope you have a great day **hugs** this bulletin is brought to u by .. MishNumber1 ¢¾ Fubar World Cruise & WISEUKF Owner ¢¾ of SUP, Club F

Mish's Booze Cruise Members
Hi everyone, Welcome to my new train. Anyone can join in the fun. Please read the few rules carefully below before joining. Make sure you send drinks to everyone and members don't forget to get your new friends a drink back too ;o) CHEERS!!!!!! YOU MUST RATE AND FAN ALL NEW FRIENDS BACK IN RETURN. IF YOU HAVE NO INTENTION OF DOING THIS, DO NOT JOIN. FAILURE TO FOLLOW THE RULES MAY RESULT IN YOUR IMMEDIATE REMOVAL FROM THE LIST WITHOUT BEING INFORMED!!! If you would like 1 of our new official booze cruise tags, then click on the pic below, rate the rest of the tags in that album, then send a private message Sexygranny telling her you have and she will make you one too. Please make sure you include a link for the pic you would to be added to your tag ... The Members .... The owner 1 ♥ MishNumber1 ♥ The co-owners 2

Mish's Booze Cruise~come Get Fubared~
Hi everyone, Welcome to my new train. Anyone can join in the fun. Please read the few rules carefully below before joining. Make sure you send drinks to everyone and don't forget to get your new friends a drink back too ;o) CHEERS!!!!!! The owner 1 ♥ MishNumber1 ♥ The co-owners 2 Mrs.Bubbles™ ♥ Tease Me Please Me™ 3 SexyGranny1967 ♥ Shadow Leveler ♥ Club FAR ♥ S*U*P ♥ fu~owned by JONLEE74 Our Alcoholics Friends LOL 4 BabyGirl26 ♥ FU-OWNED BY "DIRTY OLD MAN" ♥ 5 Lost soul Fu Owned by Sexci Girl & Lost Souls Baby ~ Greeter @ S&S~Redneck Family Circle Club Unite 6 lost souls baby Fu Angel~Redneck Family Circle (

Mish Needs Your Help. Much Love To Go Around
MishNumber1 NEED YOUR HELP RIGHT NOW WHILE THIS CONTEST IS STILL RUNNING. COME IN AND 1.RATE (3PTS EACH) 2.COMMENT THE HELL OUT OF HER PICTURE. RANDOM FUBUCK AMOUNTS BEING SENT OUT & RANDOM BLINGS BEING GIVIN AWAY & A FEW TICKERS WILL BE GIVIN AWAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CLICK HERE

Mish's First Auction, Show Some Love!
ST. PATRICK'S DAY AUCTION Ending: Tuesday, March 17th Midnight EST (9pm Fubar Time) This is her first time ever in an auction! * Please come and place a bid :) * If anything, please rate the picture a 10 or 11, the person with the most rates gets a bling pack! * Please tell your friends to come rate her as well, or even to place a bid! * You all are wonderful and awesome! FuBUCKS CONVERSIONS FOR AUCTION To place a rate/bid, please click on her picture below!

Mish Mash
I record "Dexter" every week, so I can watch it when the kids are sleeping. I just got done watching it and all I am saying is: "OMIFUCKINGGOD!!! HOLLLLLY SHIT!" I had more crap to put here and now I can't remember...crap. Well one thing was: how is it they deep fry EVERYTHING down here, and I do mean EVERYTHING, but they don't deep fry their chicken wings? Deep fried meatloaf, bread & ice cream but not chicken wings. I am not being "tagged" for that blog thing anymore. :-P I am NOT that interesting, people. I will add another tidbit, though, just to be nice: With two separate men, I was the first woman to get them to cum orally. And they have never been the same since. ;) Damn, I wish I could remember the third thing I was going to put in here...if I remember, I'll edit. Oh..I love Helly's boobs too.

Mishaps
My first blog...bear with me! I'm watching Johnny English and cringing at the way he conducts himself. He is clumsy, silly and can pass the blame when necessary but always manages to come up trumps, smelling of roses! How many movies have you watched, thinking you could have written the same part of the script from your own mishaps?

Misinformation
I need to post this as a public apology to my sister in law. I was greatly misinformed. I was led to believe it was because of my sister in law that I wasnt able to move. It was, in fact, my mother. In an act not unlike her past interactions with me, she lied to me and cast me aside yet again. I dont understand how a mother can act this way to her child. Her only daughter. I dont understand how someone can carry a child for 9 months, make the decision to give them life, and then cast them aside like garbage. I dont understand how a mother, someone who is supposed to develop instincts to care for their child no matter what, to protect and love that child unconditionally, how can a mother, put her own wants before her childs needs? Nop matter how old the child, isnt the instinct still there? Why doesnt my mother have that instinct when it comes to me? Why does she only have that instinct when it comes to my brother and other peoples children?

The Mising Verses Of Feg Of John, Chapter1
1 That which was from the begnning,wich we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life: 2 (For the life was manifested, and we have seen it, and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life, which was with the Father, and was manifested unto us;) 3 That which we have seen and heard declare we unto you, that ye also may have fellowship with us:and truely our fellowship is with the Father, and with his Son Jesus Christ. 4 And these things we write unto you, that your joy may be full.

Misinformation About Our Flag.
In the wish to be totally fair, apparently the quote that prompted this blog was actually correct in that it is from a cadence that the writer learned while serving in this great country's military and was used to help boost the moral of our brave soldiers. So, though not academically correct, his definition is musically correct! Praises and thanks to ALL of our courageous soldiers! We love you! Hello friends and friends to be!Today I read a status that gave some information on what the colors of our flag stood for and I knew the information to be wrong. What was more upsetting was the fact that the writer is 50 years old and lives in New Hampshire. I figured that this was scary, many young people would assume that he should know the truth and so would take the information as the truth! So, me being me, I looked up the actual true answers, cross checked them and here it all is, and then some! Remember, always check information, people make mistakes. You are responsible for wha

Miskatonic Mansion
OK I know I am a day late but hey I have been very sick all week LOL anyways I used to go to this site every year but they took it off & now its back I don't know how many of you have been there but I love it =D It's like being in a real haunted house :) * before doing the tour make sure you read the important primer * or most things in the house wont work http://www.miskatonicmansion.net/

Mislaid In My Heart.
There’s gore upon the walls, but an echo in the halls. And I wonder why… I used to believe, there was something deep inside… I used to be…so full of life But these veins are withered and dead A tortured soul with heavy eyelids I hear organs playing a solemn tome For the departed…leaving home. . I can’t find my friends… Where’s my family? Surely I though they’d be here today Certainly I thought they’d have something to say Emptiness… . What is this existence? But a labyrinth of abandonment. . I could’ve filled this heart with the tears I’ve withheld From years of abuse Like the razors obtuse, or the homemade noose To this day…I dwell at the gallows. . I will not be remembered in stone Nor will I be thought of in tome My legacy of suffrage…(though in poem) - will not be enough And I will be loved by no one. . Only by the emptiness of my heart And this darkness…I have made my home. By: Jay Bird

Misleading
You hear these voices, deep inside your head. They torment and mislead you. Words are better left unsaid. They hurt you and deprive you. Can wishes come untrue? Just to think and you feel so alone. Without no special thoughts with you. The colors in your mind, are darker than you think. Black for madness, blinded faith; Blue for your mistakes. Surround your heart with special thoughts. A miracle once lost. Forget those voices in your head. The ones which mislead your heart.

Mislead
HEY TO ALL MY FRIENDS, I JUST NEEDED TO SAY THE GRASS ISN'T ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE WHAT SEEMS LIKE SOMEONE TAKING GOOD CARE OF WHAT THEY OWN, DOESN'T ALWAY MEAN THEY ARE, SOMETIMES THEY ONLY FIX THE OUTTER LAYER, BUT THE INNER LAYERS ARE ARE FALLIN APART. I KNOW UR SAYING WHAT IS SHE TALKING ABOUT? WELL I THOUGHT I WOULD FIND SOMEONE BETTER THEN WHAT I HAVE AT HOME, JUST TO FIND OUT I WAS WRONG, AND TO NEVER TRUST ANYONE BUT SELF AND AND GOD, TO ALWAYS FOLLOW UR HEART. TODAY I FOUND OUT THAT THERE ARE ALOT OF PEOPLE WHO AREN'T WHAT THEY SAY THEY ARE. I KNOW WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG RIGHT?LOL BETTER LATE THEN NEVER. MUCH LUV TRUE FRIENDS.

Mis. Love Poems
A River of Love My love for you is like a river. For which your heart can only deliver. When we fight and scream. My heart can only dream of our hearts being a team. Your Love By Stephanie Fiske Your love that seems so true That it can beat the ocean blue. Everyday it grows And even you will know. The love can be like a seed Even though it is not a tree. The seeds of your love Is like a wing of a snow white dove. Love So New The love so new That it will always be so true. The things you share And that you also bear is the test of the love That you will always share. The Promise You made a promise to my heart. You promised we would never part. When we went our seperate ways twas my heart that had to pay. Never promise that we wont part. So it will save another heart. What is Love? What is love, I asked myself. How do I feel i am loved? Is it measured by the patter of my heart? Or a feling I should know? Is is a special song or gift? Is it

Misleading Trust
What is the word, trust? What does it mean? Trust is only a word, but as an action, it means so much more. Trust is a big part of life, what happens when that trust is broken? Trust is a fragile porcelain doll, but yet it can shatter a heart as if it were a sledge hammer. When first looked at as a word, trust doesn't mean much, but it's actions could mean life or death to some. A one syllable word so simple when first looked at, but after experienced, can bring heartache and sadness. When such innocence learns of trust, there is no manual for how to use it, or for that matter, no warnings of the hurt ahead. Trust can be such a wonderful thing if not betrayed, but after innocence is lost, human nature soon learns of lying and forgetting what is most important. Trust clings to anything it can, like a parasite feeding off feelings, using them until they are gone. Beware of what lurks next time trust is mentioned. Remember how com

Mis-merger
When two separate companies get together and share space to market their goods in one location, there are both good and bad effects to their merger. Now, being able to pick up some Taco Bell at a gas station is convenient, and somewhat ironic, but it can make for one less trip, or at least fewer stops along your journey. Not all corporate mergers are as obvious, and some are never truly recognized, but I am sure they happen. In the Special Olympics, all of the participants are awarded a medal, so just for trying, everyone is a winner. I have never heard a word about it, but I am pretty sure the good folks from the Special Olympics are now involved in running the DMV. It seems like no matter how you do in the inappropriately named course ‘Drivers Education’, everyone gets a certificate, and can have a drivers license. I can think of no other explanation why so many individuals that are obviously clueless in how to safely and correctly operate a motor vehicle are garnered permission by t

*mismatch Made In Heaven
Her hair is always so perfect Half the time his clothes don't even match Her eyes are always so focused He doesn't even know where he's at How do opposites attract? He's a punk She's a fake He likes sports She thinks that They're okay His tattoos Her short hair Deep inside They don't care What anyone has to say about them It's a mismatch made in heaven Her face is always so perfect His dream is to one day marry her Her smile always makes his brighter He patiently sits waiting for his turn How do live if you can't learn? He's a punk She's a fake He likes sports She thinks that They're okay His tattoos Her short hair Deep inside They don't care What anyone has to say about them It's a mismatch made in heaven

[misnomer]
In the future I will guide you to this entry if some rock beater says "hah! use ur spellcheck" this is not semantics. You'd think a guy who calls himself IckRUs has a flare for double meanings and creative misdirection. Somantics Soma anticsSoman ticksSemantics Soma, a mythologized, romantacized and hypothesized derivative of a divinity, plant, wisdom and narcoticall in one convenient package. Soman Seran's more tempermental cousin.A deadly nerve toxin. Semantics...Well come on I'm all about the rhetoric. So... new theme, new blog, new aeon. Get used to it. Hurts to watch got bloated anyway. I'd like to say this though, perhaps before some inagural poem, snippet or psychotic haze I'm not working on my gouf.And probably because I don't want to put down ONE layer of white on 3 parts and then start masking. could be could be. And mowing my lawn is pretty damn easy when the grass isn't 15 inchess high >> just sayin. I'm already about 2/5th's done in one hour.Problem is we'

Miso-ginger Marinated Grilled Salmon
1/4 cup white miso (fermented soybean paste) 1/4 cup mirin 2 tablespoons unseasoned rice vinegar 2 to 3 tablespoons soy sauce 2 tablespoons minced green onions 1 1/2 tablespoons minced fresh ginger 2 teaspoons toasted sesame oil 4 salmon fillets, 8 ounces each Salt and freshly ground pepper Yuzu juice, for drizzling, optional Whisk together the miso, mirin, vinegar, soy sauce, green onions, ginger, and sesame oil in a small bowl. Place the salmon in a baking dish, pour the marinade over, and turn to coat. Cover and marinate for 30 minutes in the refrigerator. Heat grill to high. Remove the fish from the marinade and season with salt and pepper. Grill the salmon, skin side down, with the cover closed, until golden brown and a crust has formed, about 3 to 4 minutes. Turn the salmon over and continue grilling for 3 to 4 minutes for medium doneness. Drizzle with a little yuzu juice, if desired, and serve. Nutrition Information Calories 460 Total Fat 26 grams Saturated

Mi Soul
Love me not for the color and the shape of my eyes. But because you see the goodness of my soul therein. Love me not for the silk and satin of my sheets, But for the truth they speak Love me not for the softness of my skin But for the softness of my soul. Love me not for hands that stroke and caress you But for hands that do the work of God Love me not for the fullness of my Chest But for the fullness of my heart. Love me not for the sensitivity of my nipples But for my sensitivity to humanity Love me not for the warmth between my Thighs But for the warmth of my humanity. Love me not because my “Man Hood feels incredible” But because my Man Hood is incredible Love me not for the way my legs wrap around you But for the journey they have carried me through Love me not because I am pleasing to the sight or touch. Love me because of all that I am

Misplaced
If misplaced love is misery Then I’m miserable as hell An emptiness inside my chest I’ve begun to know too well I’ve kissed your lips a thousand times But I’ve never seen your face Protection held within my arms Shielding us from our fate The ocean bed has run dry my love And mutinous cries scream from above And all of this a matter of Our ships crossing in the night

Mis Poemas
CASITAS NUEVAS Voy caminando por la calle de mi vida En mi pasado de casitas viejas, tengo una historia recordada apenas. En cada una escribí un momento, una niña feliz, una mujer con tiempo, de enamorarme cada día nuevo. Viví mi madurez y mi madrazgo, un hijo que responde al sortilegio de trascender el tiempo y el espacio, un hombre que renueva cada noche la juventud eterna del deseo, de las gloriosas noches de lujuria de las tristezas grises de la muerte. Voy caminando por la calle vieja dejando atrás mis casitas viejas. Mirando puertas de casitas nuevas busco la que se abra deslumbrante para encontrar mis días y mis noches nuevas. BEATRIZ OJEDA CUERPO A CUERPO Cuando tardas en llegar tengo los ojos dormidos tengo las lágrimas tristes entre mis cuentos de libros. Siento la puerta cerrarse, cuento tus pasos de amores, los que llegan a mi lecho para calmar mis temores. Miro tus ojos alegres me encierro ent

Misplaced
Wondering where you are tonight Wondering what your thinking So much time has passed between us I'm over the what if's and the could of been's Missing your friendship most of all I remember when you were my best friend Then I remember getting lost in the dark Separating myself from the jealousy at last The feelings of hurt, anger, and despair have lifted I'm ready to start a new page I'm ready to begin a new chapter I'm ready to embrace your thoughts with not only my ears but my mind I can finally say I'm ready to be a friend I would like to share with you what's in my heart I apologize for the pain, tears, and hurt I caused I apologize for the misplaced anger I apologize for not being a bigger person With time I have learned a valuable lesson Communication is the key and listening is the lock I'm not asking everything be fixed over night I just hope and pray that it can be repaired with time Its been 6 long years and I'm finally at peace

Misplaced Anger
A tear flows down her tender cheek. She fights back crying thinks it makes her weak. Her pain and anger held inside, are breaking her downbecause of foolish pride. She holds her problems,within her mind. The good in life,she can no longer find. Her pain and angerheld inside, are breaking her downbecause of foolish pride. Her body numb,from the pain within, a blade becomes her only friend. Her pain and anger held inside, are breaking her down because of foolish pride. She tries to feel it,she cuts long and slow, but there's no relief,as the crimson flows. Her pain and anger held inside, are breaking her downbecause of foolish pride. The last cut madeshe went too far. As she fades she knowswhat cryings for. Her pain and angerheld inside, have taken her downbecause of foolish pride.

" Mispelled Surgery And Mom Is In Recovery"
WELL IM SORRY FOR BEING SOME WHERE ELSE . THINKING ABOUT MY KAGE AND MOM HELEN . AND THOUGHTS SPINNING AROUND IN MY HEAD , ITS BEEN SO HARD TO THINK KNOWING TODAY WAS THE BIG DAY . AND I'M THERE WITH HIM IN SPIRIT , PLEASE KEEP KAGE AND MOM HELEN IN YOUR PRAYERS . TY SO MUCH , I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED LOVE YOU'S ALL FROM KAGE AND I CHERIE AKA BREW . BLESSED BE Get More at COMMENTYOU.com

Misplaced My Pda
Hey everyone. Some of you may get this message several times (thru here, myspace, email, ym, etc) for which I apologize in advance. I am trying to get my contacts back in order again. My hard drive died on me 3 weeks ago....just got laptop back and now i lost my freakin PDA. Therefore, I'm asking my friends / family (you know who you are) to please email me your contact info so i could store it all again!!! You could either send the info here in a pvt msg to me or you could send it to my AOL email addy. I just got a new blackberry pearl and am trying to get as much info back into it as I could. Your help with this would be greatly appreciated!! I hope to hear from all my friends soon!!! ~Jersey Brat~

Mispent Youth
If life was to leave me right now, Would my last thought be regret. After all the years,things I've done Would my soul be to deep in debt. Could it be true the life you lead, Tells it where it must go. Then I am off to a happy place, This I surely know. I have been blessed time and again, True some things I shouldn't have done. I look back on those days, And they are long far gone. My youth mispent,not unlike most, But with age my eyes opened more. And Now with you in my life, I can finally walk through that door.

Misplaced Love
and the pain seeps through like a towel under cold water it gets wetter as the towel goes farther, you go your way and i will go mine its fine its best for us to take are own time the clock will see us through, i understand now, why i put you in this situation, but understand that i'll be waiting for you, and the love can only grow strong and shine through, all the bull shit that was said, all the sex talk that was make in bed, i know that those were true, and no i will never forget about you, how could i, you were there for me when i was down and out even though you told me to get out your house. I love you like a real man should always love his changed women, why cant we just wait and see whats becoming of me and you, I will always put you in the light, never put you in the dark, and always put up a fight for you its true I WAS MADE FOR YOU ADAM AND EVE

Misplaced Love Part 2
Now i see the light you were always right all along, and where ever you are i hope your singing the words to my song and thinking the same thing. Remember back in the day when those school bells would rang, and you grabbed me by my arm, and said you would never let me go no mater what, it was your love that you would always show, well, years later im still waiting, and if it dont come i always know where mine came from, from the heart, and i will never tear that apart from me or you, Even though they say everything that glitters really isnt gold it was the cold when we were apart that kept us apart so when you think of me, think of me, think happy thoughts because i will be thinking the same and i will never what to play this game with no one else, and if i do i will play it for myself myself and no one else now thats real words coming from a real women NOW CHOSE FOR YOURSELF

Misplaced Blame - It All Started With A Tit
People bitch about government, taxes and apparently terrorism but never bitch about business. In the United States of America, business, with the aid and assistance of government holds complete monopolistic control over every means of human subsistence except air - they haven't figured out how to prevent you from breathing it, in order to charge you for it. Conservatives would argue that it is the God given right of business to control all means of subsistence because doing otherwise would be Godless Communism. Liberal opposition might be - well if we can't ensure that business charge a fair price then let us subsidize (bribe) business. One of the best examples of this folly is exemplified by the post WWII creation of milk boards. Cow milk, for all intents and purposes, is an absolutely irrelevant and unecessary substance to anyone or anything except baby cows. None the less a businessman discovered that he could buy a cow, feed it grass, squeeze it's tits and sell the liquid to people

Misquided Jay
Hey everybody! Misguided Jay is only 60k from Fubarlord... He is currently in the military and recently came back from Iraq..... Lets show him lots of love for his service to this country and help him level. MisguidedJay@ fubar

Misrepresenting
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN Does it aggrevate anyone else, when people put up pictures that are not themselves for there profile photo? I mean its OK if you use art that represents an aspect of you personality; althought it still is not my favorite. Should I place the hottest guys picture I can find instead of my own; just to solicit traffic. If it was not supposed to represent u it would not be attached to your profile. I guess I just see it as false advertising or lying. If you also feel this way, let me know?

Misère Mon Ami
The sky was bruised a sort of pale blue. A blue that reflected off the fragments of the glass. The glass in turn was slightly saturated with a ruby red. This created a calm so profound, so palpable that it seemed almost sinful. I'm shattered, broken alive. In love with misery. We walk hand in hand in step with eachother. Knowing only how to cure the others deep dissatisfaction. Life seems abyssmal, if only there appeared to be some hope. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ another depressing poem by moi

Misreprensentation
All of you people that use others photos to misrepresent yourselves SUCK ASS!!! If you can't be real then why be here? If you're too FUGLY and insecure about who you are GET TO STEPPIN'!! These stars may appreciate your fandom, BUT I guarantee they do not appreciate you using their photos. For you idiots that say "they're on the internet they're fair game" EH EH there are now laws against you losers using their photos

Misrable
Misrable is the man who loves a woman and takes her for a wife ,pouring at her feet the sweat of his skin and the blood of his body and the life of his heart ,placing in her hands the fruit of his labor and for when he slowly wakes up ,he finds that the heart ,which he endeavoured to buy ,is given freely and in sincerity to another man for the enjoyment of its hidden secrets and deepest love .Miserable is the woman who arises from inattentiveness and restlessness of youth and find herself in the home of a man showering her with his glittering gold and precious gifts and according her all the honors and grace of lavish entertainment but unable to satisfy her soul with the heavenly wine which God pours from the eyes of a man into the heart of a woman .

Missing You
My heart aches within from missing you My lips long for the feel of kissing you Right now all I need is to gently touch your skin To look into your eyes and see deep within Just one warm embrace Just to look upon your face Just one little touch From the one I love so much If I could gaze upon your smile For just a little while To know that you miss me too AS I'm thinking of you To hear the sound of you breathe Knowing you'll never leave To see you walk up to me Then embrace you tenderly To just be with the one who's sent my heart reeling And brought about this downpour of emotion and feeling I sit here alone in my room tonight And pray that somehow ths all turns out right I've never been one to do more taking than giving I'm not well off but I work hard for a living I've tol you many thought that weren't borrowed or bought And in lifetime, who would've though That I have found osmeone who was meant just for me I can't explain the magic or why this should be Bu

Missing You
i miss you when i laugh i miss you when i cry i miss you most of the time yet i don't know why since we've not known each other that long i'm left wondering if what's in my heart is wrong waiting for the day that we actually meet knowing only then if my life will be complete for Ronnie my sweet cyber romance...hehehe giggles muahhhhhhhhhhhh much love xoxoxo Angel

Missing Page....
I have been feeling sad today. Been missing my dog Page that was put to sleep Oct 15, 2003. He was the sweetest dog. I loved his so much. He had gotten cancer on his butt and became very sick. He was suffering for a while and we decided to put him to sleep. I know that was the right thing to do. That day was the hardest day of my life having to let him go. He only lived 11 years, not too long. :( I will always remember him. I just was sad today b/c I was going through some old pics of him. I put some up on my fridge. I hope he is happy in heaven and will always remember me.

Miss You
I miss you you was a big part of my life. When I found out that you was gone my world began to crash down on me. A I began to look around me, I saw people who loved you, the same way I did. Amd thier world crashed down on them also, when they heard what happened. We got together and felt the same sadness we had on that day. We miss you Grandma, and soon well meet again. Rest In Peace I love you.

Missing
It hurts when people go missing from your life and you cant do a damned thing to get them back. Honestly I wish there was some magic pill or encantation to change her mind, make her see whats right in front of her. But of course, she is being brainwashed...Goddess I feel so helpless :(

Missing Home
hey guys heres my fist blog on LC. i think deserves a bit of a celeberation...lemme go get a drink, at this time you can if you like to. yes your welcome i have given you an excuse to drink. so hi how are ya? my name is tyler...i am 19 and in the United States Air Force. i am stationed at Shaw AFB SC and am a weapons troop for the 77 AMU. i love my job even though it is extreemly demanding and hard some times. my favorite thing in the whole world to do is play hockey. i have played for 11 years ice and 5 years roller. i was pretty much born on skates. i was born in iowa and moved to minnesota in 95'. i love all kinds of rock music. but if its got good guitar then ill listen to it. my other huge hobby is playing the guitar. i have 2 beautiful guitars that i try to play for at least an hour a day. i have been playing for about 1 year now. i would sayim good but not amazing yet. other intrests for me are snowboarding airsoft and chillin with my friends...i am a video ga

Missing You
I could cry my eyes out if I had some tears but they've all been used up used'em up through the years My clouds are getting darker world is on fade-to-black once that flame dies nobody can bring it back I just can't, I can't help missing you What happened, I don't know and nothing I can do I'm down, and I can't help missing you Close at heart but still so far away I'd like for us to get together again someday My clouds are getting darker world is on fade-to-black once that flame dies nobody can bring it back I just can't, I can't help missing you What happened, I don't know and nothing I can do I'm down, and I can't help missing you Now I know you have a lot to do but Shawna, I wish that I could hear from you when you get some free time why don't you drop me a line if you ever find yourself with nothing to do call me up I'd love to hear from you (prechorus) (chorus) Lyrics by: Joe "T-Bone" Heben for Shawna R. Prendergast

Missing Scott
Missing you a lot everyday that passes by A little poem that makes no sense *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I sit here and wait till the day Scott comes back from his trip. I wonder if he is ok, but I know He is and having a good time. Time goes by so slow when Scott Isn't around to talk. I sit here waiting for Scott and I know he'll be here soon! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "When I Come Around" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I heard you crying loud, all the way across town You've been searching for that someone, and it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself Don't get lonely now And dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight you been thinking about ditching me No time to search the world around Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around I heard it all bef

Missing You ~ Jan 06
Missing You Category: Writing and Poetry Missing You I dream and it's You I dream of I think and it's You I think of I smile and it's You that makes me smile Missing You I want you in that special way I need you now, forever and a day I wish for You to be by my side Missing You it's not so bad you see each day filled with emotions I seek and the way of life I crave with You It's not so bad 'cause it's You and I know we shall have that time for Two

Missing You
Missing You A strange dream came upon me as I lay sleeping in the warm cocoon of your embrace about what my life would be like if you weren't along for the race to me it had seemed the stars still shone but no longer as bright and the sky was still blue but no longer the color of your eyes I had become a shell of what I had thought I was I still laughed but not as often and I still smiled but it didn’t reach my eyes I still talked, moved, and acted the way I'd always done but it was obvious to me that something was missing something or someone I went about my day in my usual way only I noticed there wasn't a smile out of the blue the way I sometimes tend to do when out of nowhere I think of you I felt like I was dragging wherein i usully soar I felt like I had lost something that something in me had died and all i could think as I lay sleeping was how lonely I had seemed but in the same instance i knew and I prayed it wasn't you but when I woke up there

Misses You
When u break a girls heart, She still feels it when U run into each other 3 years later When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind. Including you. When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, She is wondering about things. Like if your deeply thinking about her, if you care for her at all, or how long you will be around. When a girl answers, "I'm fine, " after a few seconds, she is not at all fine. When a girl stares at you, She is wondering why. Why you are the way you are, why things happened the way they did, and why she still cares. When a girl lays her head on your chest, She is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a girl says that she can't live without you, She has made up her mind that you are her future. When a girl says, "I miss you, " No one in this world can miss you more than that When a girl is mean to you after a breakup She wants you back,

"miss Blue" By Filter
MISS BLUE *This song is about the girl who broke Rich's heart in "I'm Not the Only One."* Could you stay long enough for me to say goodbye You can be free as long as you're with me If you could see the real me you'd bleed If you could see the real me I'd breathe Could you still breathe long enough for me Could you still be long enough for me Chorus: When do you think I'll be okay When do you think I'll be okay If I should stay when do I pray If I should stay where do I begin Do you think I should watch you die Should we close our eyes and say goodbye Chorus Hey you Miss Blue You think that I'm well to do Hey you Miss Blue I fell in love with you Hey you Miss Blue I think about you as true Hey you Miss Blue I hate it when you cry Hey you Miss Blue I hate it when you say goodbye Hey you Miss Blue I hate it when you say goodbye Chorus You say goodbye You say goodbye yeah Don't say goodbye Say goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye. . .

Missing Him
Fuck I miss my dad it has been 9 days since he passed away and i miss him already sooo much...we had his memorial yesterday it was really nice and about 200 or so ppl showed....he will be sadly missed by alot of ppl but most of all his Family now i have to think about how im gonna get through the holidays without my dad being there...fuck this sucks sooooo bad...

Missing Peace
Alone again tonight friends and family all gone in some far away place with an unknown face my heart a sunken ship as i lay down my head my tears a constent stream as i begin to dream of a land that i recall with love and family crawling from the walls my mothers loving embrace my sisters smiling face all welcoming me into their sacred space mother i am sorry sisters please forgive I did not mean to go I did not mean to offend in your home a problem child and rest you could not get so for me to leave the house would mean perfect peace now i'm having trouble alone i can not make it so into the peace, may i come? I promise i won't break it.

Missing You
Missing You © Katrina Noelle Hilliard As I look down the hall, And I see your face, I know that in my heart, Something is out of place. Day after day goes by, But the pain never goes away, Our anguish the price of a crime, A price too high to pay. It is unbearable to see, Your unhappy days, Your tear brimmed eyes, Filled with pain for me, When I used to be able to help you, In so many ways. I know our friendship, Is forbidden, But I still miss you, It does not ease, My heavy heart, A burden. I hope you miss me, As much as I miss you. But there's a wall between us, And it seems there's nothing we can do. My heart is torn, Please try to understand, I want to be there for you, But I cannot be A shoulder to cry on A comforting hand. But I beg of you, Please listen to me, No matter what obstacles, Are in the way, I am always here for thee.

Missing My Friend
Missing My Friend © 2/10/2000 Lynda I miss you my friend ..you are so dear. Even though you are not near. I carry you within my heart. And i know that we will never part. You're special to me ..that much is true. Without you, I wouldnt know what to do. I depend on you and you on me. No truer friends could there ever be. I wish we were together ..that would be such fun. We would talk for hours and never be done. One day we will meet ...It has to be so. I would go anywhere for you ..no matter were i had to go. You're more than my friend...you're my lil sis too. And I know this much ....I will always love you.

The Missing Kiss
...and I kissed her softly on the lips, sweet, gentle kiss, deep and passionate kiss, eyes closed wide, or at least I would have, if she hadn't left five minutes before, leaving me alone, to stare at empty walls, and ponder on the price of a moments hesitation...

Missing The Sunset
I wrote this for a person close to me who passed away. This poem has been published by the Poetry Center of Chicago in a book called "Solitude" in 2003. Missing the Sunset I have lost many people in my life As I look to an amethyst sky Knowing one cannot see this with me . . . As the moon eats up the sunshine A tear falls from my watering eye I'm mourning in sadness of a loved one . . . Disappearing in death, so quickly Not able to say, "Good-bye," Never able to say, "Sorry," Or, "I have always loved you . . ." I wish you could share all these things That happiness brings A simple sunset, or a rainstorm Wishing you could be reborn Missing the sunset Without you there Bright stars on black velvet your eyes upon me down here. . . . 2003

Missing Heart
Missing Heart I have longed for you passionately in my dreams, as I pull you near And you, pleasures sigh I heard falling softly upon my ears Yes, I have caressed and explored every part of your body I have felt my warm lips travel and linger, I have tasted your wine so sweet I have heard you gasp out loud as the ceiling became the 4th of July I am held captive by all that draws me to the most gently man Ecstasy beyond imagination and a journey not born of lust You are the completeness that I have dreamed and hoped to find May you always linger in my dreams for distance makes us stay apart I dare to dream that one day I will look into your love swept eyes By DLM 2005

Missing Grandma
Missing Grandma by Tara I have a grandma . . . who hugs, kisses, smiles and says, "My, how you've grown" whenever she sees me. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who plays in the creek at deer camp and helps me catch Cray fish without going eeewww. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who can teach me how to play solitaire three different ways and not snitch if I cheat. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who tells the most wonderful stories, snorts when she laughs, and has a joke with four punch lines. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who comes to my tea parties, plays dress up and always lets me be the queen. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who drives a sporty purple car, very fast just to make me and my sister laugh out loud. but not anymore . . . I have a grandma . . . who has Alzheimer's disease, doesn't know my name or even say, "My how you've grown" when she sees me but she's not my gr

Missouri Girls!!!!
Three men were sitting together, bragging about how they had been giving their new wives duties. The first man had married a woman from Indiana, and bragged tha t he had told his wife she was going to do all the dishes and house cleaning that needed done at their house. He said that it took a couple of days, but on the third day he came home to a clean house and the dishes were all washed and put away. The second man had married a woman from Utah. He bragged that he hadgiven his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking. He told them that the first day he didn't see any results, but the next day it was better. By the third day, his house was clean, the dishes were done, and he had a huge dinner on the table. The third man had married a Missouri girl. He said that he told her that her duties were to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed, and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anyth

Missed The Memo ...
I've been out with the flu, So I must of missed that memo about "Stash" Pretty neat, I just added a pic that I've summitted to Kira's ART CONTEST (be sure to check it out) ... "IT" meaning: Her (Kira's) contest (but I would not mind if you wanted to check out the "stash" either) So, I'm up and starting to feel better O:) -G-

The Missing Condoms
A young couple with a box of condoms proceeded to burn some rubber. When they were finished, she discovered that there were only six condoms remaining in the box of 12, so she asked him, "What happened to the other five condoms?" His nervous reply was, "Er, I masturbated with them." Later, she then approached her male confidant friend, told him the story, and then asked him, "Have you ever done that?" "Yeah, once or twice," he told her. "You mean you’ve actually masturbated with a condom before?" she asked. "Oh," he said, "I thought you were asking if I’d ever lied to my girlfriend."

Missin U
I just posted some newer pix up today just thought id let ya know. Many people were asking for them , sooo there ya do. I nice sample of me hahaha. So Im on the prowl for a bf anyone willing to give it a go hahahaa Muah!!!

Missing You...
You once where here but now are gone. I just wish my car could go that far. Having the time of your life, while I sit here. Yes the jealousy and fear are there. Off in another world learning new things meeting new people, and learning new ways. I am happy for you to say the least. But what about me. I can't eat. It is hard to sleep. The tears keep falling, and there is no one here to hold me. I try to be happy but all I am is sad. My true love is not near me and that is too bad. I know you feel the same. But come November 4th, it will all change. So please forgive me if I seem mad it is not your fault I miss you so bad.

Missing Him...
Well, I knew I missed my hubby, he's only been in Iowa for a little over a week and a half but I went through looking at my pics here on LC and saw the one with him and our daughter and I started to cry. I guess I didn't realize how much I missed him and how much I missed looking at his gorgeous face. Wow....it's kind of amazing...after over 12 years of being together, I still miss him and cry when he leaves for road jobs even though this is the 3rd time he's done this. Do you think I can tell him this? Hell no...I don't feel like him razzing me about it, so I'll just say that here since nobody on here knows my husband...except for my cousin Jen, well, she doesn't know him but I'm sure they will meet one of these days and I have a warning for her...don't you dare remember reading this young lady or I'll just have to ..... um, I have no idea what I'd do or say but I'd have to make her life hell or bug the daylights out of her or even worse....send my kids to her for a month or so...

Miss & Love You!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is so much I would love to say and ask of you,But I get so worked up and depressed I don't know what to do. I wonder if you're safe and warm,I still wait patiently for you to call or even come home. As we were growing up we always fought,But you were my smart and beautiful sister I always thought. Not just my sister but also my best friend,If I had any problems on you I would always depend. But now you are gone but will always be in my heart,As far as I'm concerned we will never be apart. One day we will meet again in heaven up above,Then I can hug and hold you and show you all my love. I miss you so much Tee,I know this you can see,I can't wait to see you again that's just how it should be!!!! I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!! YOUR BABY SISTER ELAINE XOXOXOXOXOXO