Fubar Blog Posts 3

Love In History
This morning as I got to work I was so tired. I worked until 10pm last night and went to sleep around 11...I woke from a terrible nightmare around 12 and tried to go back to sleep. So when I woke up I was exausted and dreading the 13 hours of work I would be putting in today. It's going to be a long day- I thought as I remembered I'm helping Chrisi pack today and probably won't see my bed until 11 again tonight and work the same 13 hours tomorrow. Just thinking about it is causing me to yawn. I piddled around on myspace...no emails or anything new so out of bordem and in a mood I googled famous love letters and began to read. Some were sweet some were long and others were just lots of words all meaning the same thing "I love you", and with so many ways to say that sweet short simple sentence you can imagine how many there are. I found myself on a page though that wasn't just love letters but stories and bios of the authors and their sweet hearts. I read of Catherine of Ara

New Friends
i just wanted to say thank you to all the wounderful new friends ive met on here this can be a boring life some times and when we make friends its helps alot just to talk and chat and visit new ppl out here again thank you

My Friend Needs Your Help
HI EVERYONE!!!!! so i need your help with a contest i entered, it runs from march 6th-20th and all i need is one simple lil pic rate....maybe a repost if your not busy??? THANK YOU IN ADVANCE I appreciate it VERY much :) CLICK THE PICTURE LINK BELOW TO RATE ME

I Will Only Be Online During The Day
Well My grandfather had a huge fit cause my son was up late 1 night out of 5 and took his dsl box and put it in his room. Went down this morning and found mine. So i can be online while he is at the hospital visiting my gram. If my gram ends up getting moved to another hospital then i will be able to be online as often as i want and whenever i want. I'll be online probably up until 3 or so in the afternoon for now. Won't be on at night unless my grandmother does get moved. I was going nuts without the net lol! I was bored out of my mind. On the weekends there is absolutely nothing to watch on our cable UGH! So if you don't see me on at night time you'll all know why! MWAHZZZ Kitty

Round Robin..
I've made no secrete that I don't like Baby Jesus a whole lot. His aptitude bothers me in particular. But after I went reading through some of his older blogs I read some stuff that sounded kind of familiar. Baby J's unprofessional demeanor has always rubbed me the wrong way. That is, until now. Fubar is'nt another site like MySpace, or FaceBook, or Xanga. It's a site that he built for him self.. and his friends. A way for them to stay in touch with each other. A Site of which type I myself used to run. (check my projects Photo Album ~ Guild 99). So I guess e can be as unprofessional as he likes, it's his house. And for the most part he's letting us use it. Theres things about Fubar that I like. and Things I don't. As a person, fubar suits me just fine. I have a place to blog, and a place to chat with friends RRD Radio, I have a profile, as simlpe as it is. And I have a photo gallery. Thats all I need. The profile ratings and levels don't really mean a whole lot to me. But th

While You Sleep…(dedicated To Baby)
Dust has gathered on the mantle…where our wedding picture sat… Damn I can’t believe you’re gone… I still can smell you…that sweet scent that always made me stop what I was doing…and I’d recall why I loved you so much It seems as though it were just yesterday…when we walked hand in hand on that desolate shore… …seemingly the only two people in the world…insane enough to give true love a chance I can still hear you laughing…and see you smiling as I waited for you to get off that subway train… Sometimes I still wait there…hoping that you will pop up with no worries…no pain…and jump into my arms…and kiss me… The first time I saw you…standing in line at what had become our favorite coffee spot… You were telling me not to look at your toes…because they weren’t done yet… I didn’t care…I loved you anyway… And it hurts so bad that I can’t look you in the eyes…and tell you this… But I know you hear me… And I’ll be back here on Thursday…on my lunch break…to lea

Just So You Know
I shouldn't love you But I want to I just can't turn away I shouldn't see you But I can't move I can't look away And I don't know How to be fine when I'm not 'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop [Chorus:] Just so you know This feeling's taking control of me And I can't help it I won't sit around I can't let him win now Thought you should know I've tried my best to let go of you But I don't want to I just gotta say it all before I go Just so you know It's getting hard to be around you There's so much I can't say Do you want me to hide the feelings And look the other way And I don't know How to be fine when I'm not 'Cause I don't know How to make a feeling stop [Chorus] This emptiness is killing me I'm wondering why I've waited so long Looking back, I realize it was always there just never spoken I'm waiting here... Been waiting here... [Chorus] Lyrics | Jesse Mccartney lyrics - Just So You Know lyrics

Thanks!
I just wanted to tell everyone who helped me get this spotlight thank you! I have been sick and sleeping most of the day, only waking up to look at things and go back to bed. I'll be putting up the rotating pictures again later tonight. Call the ones of just me now a kind of "social experiement". I have a bomb I'm going to turn on later. So far it's been a lot of fun

Day 3
well had today off, and found out i am off until tuesday. which sux cause im used to the monday thru friday thing,and i could use the money, but after that ill be back to my regular schedule. i had a regular morning with the kids, and my wife brought my youngest daughter Lilah to me, so we hung out at my house all day. it was the first time since all this shit happened that i have had her. i miss her bad, i didnt want to take her back, but she has to take breathing treatments for the next few days and all of her stuff is over there. so im gonna get up in the morning and drive out there to get her after i drop my other ones off. i cant wait. it was good watching all of my kids play together. you never realize the little things till they are taken away. my wife is still being real short with me, when she sent me that email last night, she told me all the things that i did to drive her away, and she also said that my oldest kids are almost out of control. she hasnt ever been around kids b

Reasons
this place is not for me. some people are pretty mean here. i don't know why. they have no idea who i am but yet they decide to IM me and call me names. i don't know what i ever did to anyone on here. but i can't block every newbie out there. i don't know who has the right to judge anyone for what they do but it seems a few people on here think they can. and yet they sit on the computer and check out every chick on here. can you say double standard?? i have played the game. i've rated people and sent drinks to those rating me. can't say i got the same back. a few did but most did not. so, it's time to go. this is going to stay up for a day or 2 until a couple of friends see it.

How I Feel About Her
IT HITTZ ME IN SLOW MOTION THE SCENT OF YA BODY SENSATION ERECTIN' MY ROTATION INTO YOUR SITUATION THE FLAVOR YA CREATE IZ MY TYPE OF CREATION SO WHAT YA NOT TENDER WIT THE SWEET I DIG DEEP SO LACE WIT THE TREAT DANG CURVEZ,THEM EYEZ TO FACE I SEE EVERY WEEK GOOD DAMN ALMIGHTY,TOUCH OF GRACE TYPE SEEK LOVE YA MIND ON POINT WHEN I PUT ON MY POUND IT SO LOVELY WHEN YA PUT OUT A SOUND STILL GO WILD WHEN I GET ON THAT HILL & MOUND ATTACCIN' LIKE IM GOIN' FOR A REBOUND ALWAYZ RESPECT A SAVAGE WAY BABAY IZ BEATIFUL IN MY MAJOR WAY WE DO THIZ LIKE BRUTUS IN OUR OWN WAY LIKE ITZ YA BIRTHDAY,ALL DAY TO PLAY

Is This What Life Is All About??
As I lay here in my dark, and lonely room, filled with sadness , and with gloom. I listen for your breathing, but it's not there. I reach to touch you, but touch only air. In my heart is a loneliness that I alone must bare. I feel all around me there is no one who really cares. So, forgive me if I must cry out "Is This What Life Is All About?" to feel so empty, and cast out. Where are the ones who said they cared! Where are the ones who said they would always be there! So, as I lay here in my dark, and lonely room , filled with sadness, and with gloom. Forgive me if I must cry out, "Is This What Life Is All About?"

Just Sumthin
Remember when we were so in LOVE? I do, because you were the one I could trust. Remember when you would hold me tight? I do, I didn't want you to let go I wanted it to last all night. Remember when we use to argue about the stupidest things? I do, because when you got mad it was the cutest thing! Remember when our love was so strong? I do, because i thought nothing could go wrong. Remember when you said you loved me? I do, I had a great feeling come to me. Remember when you said you wouldn't lie? I do, because when i found out all i did was cry. Remember when you broke my heart? I do, because you tore my world apart Remember when you said if we break-up we can still be friends? I tried but you thought i wanted you back so we had to end. I took you for granted, I thought I had you, But I didn't instead I ended up loosing you. You treated me wrong after we broke-up, How could you?, all i ever wanted to do was make up. This is the last time you'll h

Romancing Jan Pt1~
ollege for me was a time of growing up in a lot of ways. Academically, I learned a lot through the classes I enrolled in. Socially, how to get a long with a lot of people from different walks of life. Spiritually, I adopted a set of values that continue to serve me well to this very day. And personally, I learned a lot about myself; what was important to me and what wasn't. College was also a period of time where I learned a lot about the opposite sex and where guys, and where, specifically, "I" fit in the grand scheme of things. This is a story of the latter subject. I was the 2nd of two boys in my family. All through high school, I was one of the so called "nerds." Did well academically however was mediocre when it came to relationships. Not that I didn't date, however my dates never went anywhere. I had a couple of girl friends however we never took it beyond holding hands and the occasional kissing with closed lips. I enjoyed their company however I always knew that I was expect

You Know You're From Pennsylvania When...
The first day of Buck season and the first day of Doe season are school holidays. You own only three spices "salt, pepper and Heinz ketchup." Driving is always better in winter because the potholes are filled with snow. Words like "hoagie," "crick," "chipped ham," and "pop" actually mean something to you. You can use the phrase "fire hall wedding reception" and not even bat an eye. You constantly refer to Pennsylvania as "PA" (pronounced Pee-ay). How many other states do that? You know that Blue Ball, Intercourse, Climax, Bird-in-Hand, Beaver, Moon, Virginville, Paradise, Mars, and Slippery Rock are PA towns. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway. You measure distance in hours. You know several people who have hit deer more than once. You often switch from "Heat" to "A/C" in the same day. You carry jumper cables in your car and your girlfriend or wife knows how to use them. You can actually eat cold pizza (even for breakfast) and

Leo Compatability
Compatibility Information for Leo This information was kindly provided by the folks of AstroMate. The only online match-making service that uses astrology to find your match made in heaven. LEO MALE You are extremely attractive to women. You are easily noticed in a crowd and you usually get a lot of attention. You are a showman, flashy and flamboyant. You can be careless at times, however you are also a master at covering up mistakes or anything else. You love and admire beautiful women, but your mate must not outshine you in any manner. You prefer your female to be reserved so as not to steal your thunder. You are an extrovert, you love to laugh, you are generous, outgoing and you love the best of everything. You have a high opinion of yourself and you want your mate to feed your ego. LEO FEMALE You need to be admired and desired. Unfortunately you tend to bestow your affections on the wrong men. You are extremely demanding when it comes to lovemaking. It isn't so

Leo Profile Description
Leo Positive, Powerful & Protective July 22 to August 22 Leo personality: "worship me" About your self: Those born under Leo are determined, exaggerators, at times boastful. You are a Fixed sign and the Fire element. Your disposition is fiery as opposed to tranquil, and you will change your beliefs and convictions for no one. You live for love; without it, the greatest success imaginable would be nothing without someone to share it with. You love affection and success. Because of your need for love, you are vulnerable to being hurt. You have a way of choosing someone who is attractive but lacks depth. You meet the right person at the wrong time usually. You are a romantic lover, but could waste your energy and emotions on an undeserving person. If you overcome your impulsiveness, you can fix this problem. If this isn't realized, you will repeat your mistakes. You have so much to give that you are stunned when your offers are rejected. All one has to do is flatter y

Taurus Compatability
Compatibility Information for Taurus This information was kindly provided by the folks of AstroMate. The only online match-making service that uses astrology to find your match made in heaven. TAURUS MALE You like to enjoy your passions in comfort. Soft music, low lights and a good brandy are a must. You like to be surrounded with beautiful objects and you demand what you consider to be quality in all aspects of your life including your women. You don't like women who waste your time. If a potential lover really wants to be with you she shouldn't take too long to decide. You are patient but chances are you will fall asleep if she doesn't make her move. You don't like a mate who argues with you, after all it is fruitless because there is no way she can possibly win. You also frown upon the female who plays hard to get, now that's a game you just won't play. You are a physical individual, earthy, lusty and sensual, a connoisseur of food, drink and women. When you take some

Aquarius Compatability
Compatibility Information for Aquarius This information was kindly provided by the folks of AstroMate. The only online match-making service that uses astrology to find your match made in heaven. AQUARIUS MALE You need to be mentally intrigued before you will make your move on a perspective mate. Mind contact is a necessity for sexual fulfillment. You are generous, open and sincere to those you care about. You like to get involved in your mates' interests. You will search for answers and the truth in any relationship. You are somewhat shy and will often wait for someone else to make the first move. You can't live within a relationship that is domineering or restrictive in any way. Although you appear to be cool outwardly, you are really quite emotional and tender. When it comes to sexual encounters you are very imaginative, however, you also are a dreamer of erotic fantasies. You will look for a partner who is willing to satisfy your relentless pursuit of intense sexual e

For My Sisters Wedding
Wedding Toast Years before, for just a moment, they first met Nothing happened then, but she was someone he’d never forget He waited years until the day she could finally be his Letting all know that one day they would be Mr. and Mrs. And here they are five years from the day When they gave love a chance and will finally say I do, and will love you with all of my heart From this day forward until death do us part Now here they sit before us as husband and wife Looking forward to the beginning of a brand new life Celebrating with family and friends this special day With best wishes and all of our love being sent your way So lift your glass as I make the toast To the bride and groom whom I wish the most We celebrate this day with love and joy All because they fell in love, this girl and boy.

My New Owner
I have a new wonderful owner. His name is HOLYDIVER. And if you don't know him you need to. SOOOO go Add fan and rape him. Oh btw if you do it now you might catch him with his auto 11's on as well. Holydiver~SDMF~Bodyguard of Jasmine~@ fubar What are you waiting for?? Get your butt over there and show this man some love!!

Telling It Like It Is
Subject: TELLING IT LIKE IT IS This is perhaps the best summation of the current conditions within the US that I've heard or read - period. Please read the gentleman's reply and think about it as you read it. God Bless NOW THIS GUY IS TELLING IT LIKE IT IS. WAY TO GO MR KNOX.!! Auto Supplier Tells GM Where To Go This message says a lot about our need to stand up and be responsible. Hopefully it will get a wide distribution. This is one of the greatest responses to the requests for bailout money I have seen thus far. As a supplier for the Big 3, this man received a letter from the President of GM North America requesting support for the bail out program. His response is well written, and has to make you proud of a local guy who tells it like it is. ------------- Dear Employees & Suppliers, Congress and the current Administration will soon determine whether to provide immediate support to the domesti

Remebering The First Nite~ Love At First Touch~
A gasp of breath caught in his throat as her hand brushed against his arm. Her enchanting musical laughter proclaimed her feminine charm. He trembled as she leaned to him to whisper in his ear thunder roared in his head but he couldn’t seem to hear. The warmth of her promising smile melted his heart so cold her splendor dazzled his cyinc’s eyes and caused his shriveled soul to unfold. She sat as though waiting for him and offered her hand for his own he took her fingers lightly in his, sighing now, a lover’s moan.

Tired Of Fake People
Well P.T.S.D. just woke my ass up so I am waiting to see if my pain killers are going to make me sleepy because even though I went to the E.R. the other day, and got some stronger pain pills then they give me on a regular basis I am hurting like all hell. Shit this stuff is getting old, and if they can't figure out what the fuck is wrong down at Wash. U. I will probably have to go up to the fucking Mayo Clinic in Detroit. The shit gets old, and it pisses me off that a couple people think I am full of shit, and some others think I'm a pill popper. Fuck there are days I hurt so fucking bad I can't get the fuck out of bed I am hurting so bad, and then the days where I hurt so bad the pills aren't working, and I have to go to the hospital to get Morphine or Dilated pushes. Well fuck people who don't know the hell I've been through in my life they can shut their mouths and fuck off just like the people who act like they care or say they do but are just faking or being nice they can fuck off

Oral
I often enjoy taking time out to read a good book, magazines and sex stories though I've only ever read random parts of romance novels. You see I have a problem with the way sex is portrayed in those stories. I recently read an interview with a former Harlequin Romance Copy Editor, which explained a lot about the way the book house works and what they require in the novels they publish. It's forbidden to use words such as "pussy" "cocksucker" "jism" "wang" "cunt" "slit" "pubic hair" "pussy lips" "semen" and "urinate." It's no wonder so many women are too embarrassed to talk dirty! Given the fact that a Harlequin romance novel is sold every five seconds, and mostly to women, I find the way they handle sex a little disturbing. What particularly disturbs me is, while oral practically never happens in these books, even if it does, the guy NEVER cums. Not only is oral rare - when it does happen, the men usually stop the women halfway through so they can have sex, which is alm

Wtf
i really don't understand what happen in california over the weekend. why is that criminals have to big men on campus. do they really think it is ok to shoot at people especially police officers. i have to give a lot of credit to the people who put on the uniform everyday and put their life on the line. even if they work a desk job they put themselves out there. criminals don't care what job you do, all they see is a cop. my heart goes out to the families of the officers who were killed. it was very senseless. in case you are wondering why i am writing this i have someone who is an extremely good friend that is a police officer and i at one time was thinking of becoming one. so everyone should give respect to all law enforcement and thank them for keeping us safe everyday.

Something I Need To Get Out Of My System
I've talked about this with some of you and I'm sure you're tired of me complaining about it so much. So, I have decided to just write about it on here. Hopefully after all of you read this you will understand me a little better, but I doubt it will make much difference. As you all know, I am a follower of the straight edge lifestyle. For those of you are unfamiliar, that means that I do not drink alcoholic beverages, I do not smoke cigarettes or cigars, and I do not get high. I know that most of you do all or some of those things and that is fine. Contrary to what many of you may believe, I do not judge nor do I condemn anyone for doing those things. It is your life, you live it however you choose to live it and you deal with any and all consequences that may come as a result of doing those things. My only problem is with the kind of people who choose those things over their friends and loved ones. That is why I feel that most of the people I try to be friends with and hang out

Fairytale In Cyber
Dreamland awaits you, Close your eyes, Imagine you and I, Close as breath, Skin upon skin, Lips touching, For you taste of Raspberries, sweetly irresistible, The fragrance of you, Takes my breath away, I am burning inside, A torch of fire, Burning fuel of passion, For you are my desire, My heart beats with every breath, You are my destiny, Your eyes evade me, deep, dark, mysterious, I am your slave, Your love has captured me, Grab my body, Pull me close, Show me your love, In ways I could only dream. Wake me I must be dreaming, This is a fairytale.

...
Every time I close my eyes, your face is all I see, it keeps me in a funnel cloud of pain and misery... the words I hear don't mean a thing, they don't come from your heart, each time we talk I realize how far we are apart... I've cried at least a thousand tears, you never even knew, I thought the feelings that we shared were of a love come true... No matter where you are tonight, wherever you may be, whoever you are holding tight, I wish that it was me...

My Fu Owner Timmy
My Fu Owner and his family have experienced something so very horriffic, it's honestly unfathomable unless you've been there. His nephew Andrew was killed by an oncoming train. He was out for his evening jog, wearing an IPod, and didn't hear the train whistle. He was hit and killed. It's easy to get into our own little worlds, whether it be an IPod, or cellphone when walking, jogging, biking, driving. It's too easy. Just be careful...think twice. It could save your family so much heartache. Please, take care.

Pimps An Hos, Pt Ii
we have this Chinese couple stay at my hotel, they are millionaires. Well, the husband used to pester me to all the time, and the wife is CRAZZY. So now the husband is not there yet, so the wife is by herself with a translator/friend. She is now askin my supervisor (he is in his 50s) to be her escort, and is askin him out to dinner. He told me, and I said that if he says no, I won't talk to him ever again Sooo...we agreed that we split the profits YAY! me

1st Entry
Im rather bored at the moment. And im sure thats rather interesting for the anyone that cares to glimspe at this. I feel like writing to get the creative juices flowing. Im stuck in the house all day with nothing to do, so your stuck with me. I could write about the site and how there's fake people and blah blah but we've all heard that a thousand times before. Through mumms especially. I know you've all seen them. A few of you probably added your own special clever comments to them. I could write about the economy, but what would the world possibly gain from my perspective. In all accounts im spoiled. Poor, but nonetheless spoiled. I work for my aunt and uncle now (cant really complain about bosses, pay, or vacation time). Im still on my parents health insurance (albeit i dunno how much longer i can pull that one off). I dont have to worry about car payments, its paid for. So, what insight could i have on the economy?? Absolutely nothing. Or at the very least nothing

Whispers In The Wind
Whispers in the Wind Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.

Caste System
In America we subscribe to the policy that all men are created equal. I call shenanigans. I say we still subscribe to the caste system, but it's somewhat hidden. You might ask why I believe such things, and I'll tell you. In America, we treat money as status, therefore the more money you have, the more status you have. Let's have an example. About ten years ago I was involved with a minor little collision with myself and a suburban while I was on a motorcycle. This collision involved me having a broken collarbone. Let's take an aside, and look at Mr. Lance Armstrong. He has a broken collarbone (for what, I have no clue). Mr. Armstrong had "corrective" surgery today to fix his broken collar bone, because it wasn't in the "right spot." Jump back to my story. What did I get? "We don't think we need to set the break, it's about a half an inch apart, the bone will just grow together. Here, wear this painful brace that forces the broken bone to move around everytime you even wiggle

šwisdom Of The Soulš
1. No one can ruin your day without YOUR permission. 2. Most people will be about as happy, as they decide to be. 3. Others can stop you temporarily, but only you can do it permanently. 4. Whatever you are willing to put up with, is exactly what you will have. 5. Success stops when you do. 6. When your ship comes in. ... make sure you are willing to unload it. 7. You will never "have it all together." 8. Life is a journey... not a destination. Enjoy the trip! 9. The biggest lie on thc

Moar Irc Funniness
Verifying gender is very important on IRC. * Nickthebass imagines wyorancher in a pair of daisy duke shorts, checked shirt tied under her breasts and a pair of cowboy boots * Nickthebass bites His lip again and almost draws blood [wyorancher] except the part of me being male.... [Dagorath] ahahahaha Then of course, in an effort to Not Be Gay[tm], the involved parties MUST jest. Especially if it makes it worse. * Nickthebass collapses into a fit of laughing [Nickthebass] ooooooooooooooooooooh shit * wyorancher can't figure that my name is all that feminine * Nickthebass has a one track mind [TheKillingMoon] it's not [TheKillingMoon] but my god, those eyelashes and and the heels * wyorancher flutters my brown eye [wyorancher] eyes* BAHAHAHHAHAHA! Ah, typos.

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Poem Dreaming
I Can Feel You... You're far away, but, I can feel you. You exist in my every breath, in every beat of my heart, adding a spectacular sizzle in all the right places. Even when I close my eyes, I see your face and feel the fire of your caress. Your presence is a tangible thing... yet as hard to grasp as the air. I reach for you, but you elude me. Still, I can feel you; the softness of a petal, a warm wind on my cheek, a ray in my vision, a distant light that ever draws me near.

The Touches Of A Man....
My body aches for that kiss that's deep and long. You stop to breathe, but want more of his tongue. His hands travel to find your wet as can be. So he rubs your pussy until you cum in his hand. His muscles rub up against your body making it unbearable but you want to scream. You start to moan and whisper rub faster in his ear.His tongue wraps around your tit sucking them with a twist and a pull you moan much louder. (wishing he was right here now)As his hand enters your ass Your dress goes up and your panties disappear.As his tongue licks around your pussy and his other hand grabs those big tits and squeezing them hard to make you scream. He then reaches for your hands and puts them on your tits and say's play with me. You play with your tits as he spreads your pussy wide open and in he goes with his tongue licking all around teasing your pussy. He loves the way you moan as you beg him to go faster.As he steadily goes slow. His fingers multiples in your ass not

Another Poem
I know this world will always do me wrong I now see that pain hidden in each song I loved and lost for a while But now I’ve forsaken my smile I opened my heart to let the joy inside then I watched it turn to black as my love began to hide I see the pain that I feel But I just don’t know if it’s real I know this world will always pass me by it doesn’t really matter if I smile or if I cry My name will stay without a face My love will stay without a place So as time goes on in shadows I will stay my love, my light will never see the day Because while the night is cold It keeps my hopes in it’s hold I may never smile but in my eye will hang a tear but it’s not one for sadness instead it’s out of fear Because a future cold and black will expose my every crack

She Turned And Walked Away
She turned and walked away I laid there on our sheets Where our bodies melted into one Her wares ensnared my soul Her eyes like the setting sun Her curves like the edge of a blade And she wields them with precision She cut my flesh to the bone Each kiss a deeper incision She made no promises to me She did not speak before we touched Her fire called out to my skin And she consumed me in her lust Her teeth sank into my jugular As her hips moved in rhythm with mine Our screams of passion our song She pushed my desire over the line As drank down our lust Draining me of every drop of will She feasted upon passions Each taste a step closer to the kill When she was satisfied and I was drained I was just another victim she had to play My weakened voice called to her but She turned and walked away

Prelude To The First-born
“And the LORD said unto Moses, Yet will I bring one plague more upon Pharaoh, and upon Egypt; afterward he will let you go hence: when he shall let you go, he shall surely thrust you out hence altogether.” The eleventh chapter of Exodus is just ten verses, and there are only two speakers in them – the LORD in verses one through three, Moses in verses four through eight, and the LORD again in verse nine. More on verse ten in a minute. The LORD is telling Moses that even with the plagues (this is also the King James Version’s first use of the world “plague” to describe the water turning to blood, the frogs, the lice, the flies, the death of the cattle, the boils, the hail, the locusts, and the darkness that the LORD has been using for the benefit of His chosen people, the children of Israel, and to humble Pharaoh) that have already occurred, it will take one more to convince and convict Pharaoh. He’s not just going to tell Moses “you may go”, he’s going to be glad to let the childr

Universal Health Care
Here in America, we are supposed to be a country that is for the people, so why don't we take care of our people? What I am referring to is our health care crisis. Maybe not all people see this, but many do. Take Hilary Clinton for example; she proposed a system of universal health care for us here in the U.S because she too noticed the deficiency of the current system that we do have. It might not have been carried out, but at least she opened the eyes of many Americans who knew little about other health care options. If you believe that the system we have now is just fine, I would like you to explain your reasoning. Then I would like to ask you: If we have such a great health care program, then why are we going to have to watch over 18,000 people die this year alone due to the fact that they don't have, and can't afford, health care? And why are we going to have to witness hundreds more who will lose a limb or be severely wounded, and all they can do is attempt to patch themselves

Hmmmmmmmm
Ok i got beef!!!! I want to know why if you have friends and you think their good friend, how come when they have something good happen to then you are the first to say something, but when you have something good happen you get nothing? Ok it's open people let Tiggea know whats up.

Prelude To A Kiss~
From a distance I watch smiling, for her's there again hair...slightly tousled damp curls clinging to forehead framing green eyes.... heart skips a beat. She likes to swim in the ocean me?...well, I enjoy the scenery. Waves, caressing washing away worries cleansing my soul sand between my toes... not unpleasant peaceful. Getting closer now eyes meet...just for a moment laughter lines I note moving down to lips slightly parted would taste salty...I imagine. slender tanned shoulders slim waist and hips perfect shape actually... smile at this thought I smile She blush... Did she read my thoughts? her eyes linger on my lips prelude to a kiss? perhaps...yes, perhaps. ~W.H.~ ~2009~

Like A Medicine Cabnet!
Since all this shit went down with me having cervical cancer my brain pretty much turned to mush, I've been taking CYMBALTA @ 60MG a day then I've got XANAX @ 2MG 4 times a day now then I've been getting back pain after my radiation treatments I don't know if it's caused by the table that I'm laying on or what but I have had 2 CT scans PET scan an going through the rest of this bullshit that I'm hurting bad, so the doctor gave me some PERCOCET @ 5MG which I am to take every 4-6 hours however that did not touch the pain so now they have me on FLEXERIL @ 5MG in which I'm to take 1 three times daily. They said that if the pain didn't get better by my next treatment which is on Monday they'll be taking some X-RAYS. Although they've already taken blood work to make sure that it wasn't my kidneys, liver all that came out fine so they believe that it maybe a muscle issue. I'm just trying to hold everything together because here in 9 days I have to go into surgery for the interal radiation & i

God; My Warrior.
This morning my thoughts traveled along To a place in my life where days have long since gone Beholding an image of what I used to be As visions were stirred, and God spoke to me He showed me a Warrior, a soldier in place Positioned by Heaven, yet I saw not the face I watched as the Warrior fought enemies That came from the darkness with destruction for me I saw as the Warrior would dry away tears As all of Heaven's Angels hovered so near I saw many wounds on the Warrior's face Yet weapons of warfare were firmly in place I felt my heart weeping, my eyes held so much As God let me feel the Warrior's prayer touched I thought "how familiar" the words that were prayed The prayers were like lightening that never would fade I said to God "Please, the Warrior's name" He gave no reply, He chose to refrain I asked, "Lord, who is broken that they need such prayer?" He showed me an image of myself standing there Bound by confusion, lost and alone I felt prayers of t

Staind - All I Want
What I leave, When you go, What I see, And what you show, And what I guess, And when I don't, Is something you already, already know, [Chorus:] I can't live without, All I think about, All I want is you, You're all I dream about, I can't live without, All I want is you, The things I do, I go through, And all I see, When Im awake, And what I make, The shit I take, Is something you already, already know [Chorus:] I can't live without, All I think about, All I want is you, You're all I dream about, I can't live without, All I want is you, Ohhh,... Is you, Is you, Is you, Is you, You're all I dream about, I can't live without, All I want is you [Chorus:] I can't live without, All I think about, All I want is you, You're all I dream about, I can't live without, All I want is you, And all I dream about, I just can't live without, And all I think about is you, And all I want is you

I Am In Love With The Man I Always Knew Existed
im a lucky girl ... i cant express how lucky ... i have the love of a man who i can be myself with ... who wants nothing but the best for me ... the man who had my heart for years ... texted me last nite out of the blue ... Harley knows all bout him ... i tell that man everything ... well Harley called him today and said i think u texted the wrong person ... check that number and have a good day ... shortly after that call ... i got a call from kurt (the x b/f) who i spent 3 years with ..... off and on cause hes military ... always deployed .. upon his return from afganistan the last time he went back to his x wife .. almost killed me honestly... but i said no u cant come back when he wanted to run back to me ... hard thing to do but the right thing ... he left me without closure... and i had a hard time trusting anyone after that ... just kinda hung with the kids ... dated a lil but never let anyone close but one guy and we wont go there ... one reason i hadnt been with anyone for 8

Awesome Lyrics By Tool
Everyone has had this at one point in their life... amazing when put into words. The pieces never fit back together the way they used to.... I know the pieces fit'Cause I watched them fall awayMildewed and smoulderingFundamental differingPure intention juxtaposedWill set two lovers' souls in motionDisintegrating as it goesTesting our communicationThe light that feuled our fire thenHas a burned a hole between us soWe cannot see to reach an endCrippling our communicationI know the pieces fit'Cause I watched them tumble downNo fault, none to blameIt doesn't mean I don't desire toPoint the finger, blame the otherWatch the temple topple overTo bring the pieces back togetherRediscover communicationThe poetryThat comes from the squaring off betweenAnd the circling is worth itFinding beauty in the dissonanceThere was a time that the pieces fitBut I watched them fall awayMildewed and smoulderingStrangled by our covetingI've done the math enough to knowThe dangers of our second guessingDoome

Bleh
Bleh...my weekend is all over and I go back to work tomorrow. Grrrr. I have this long meeting towards the end of my shift at work. Quartly meeting.... they're always sooooooo boring. Even if they're boring, I hope it's not our last one lol since Nike is suppose to have a huge lay off next month. I didn't go to the gym today so I gotta go to the gym after work tomorrow...bah!!! I'm stalling on going to bed...It's already 11pm here and I have to wake up at 4am...it takes me forever to fall asleep also...and I can't take my sleeping pill tonight.. Okays..... yeah

Re-post ~
I have absoutly no clue where to start or what to think. I haveoften said thinking hurts but well this just beyond bah I don't know where to begin.I have been so back and forth about what is going on. I am utterly amazed at my ability to flip back and forth or just barely stay on the fence over this. A few weeks ago it was all yes lets try to work on this we need to try for Quinn we have a lot to get past us but we need to that and move on try to re-connect again.And since in 3 weeks we're all going on a cruise to the Bahammas, St. Marx and whatnot with my entire family. It was suppose to be our gift to us for sticking though this past year of hell we could get to know eachother/fall in love again. I laugh thinking about it.I stopped by last night. Walls up higher than the sky and a timidness came over me. We talked she said this was her breaking the ice again. Kept waiting for the other shoe to drop actually still waiting even now. We spent the entire night talking it was...I left sic

What A Sweet ,sweet Dream
Chaining me to the bed...my hands resting in the cuffs knowing what is about to happen..Feeling the crack of the flogger hitting my ass i moan in pure pleasure...begging for more wanting what i can't have at the moment.. Savoring the taste of your cock that was just moments ago in my mouth. Hearing the commands from You..telling me to not cum, that i don't have Your permission, i hold on tight as i feel the wraith of the flogger come down once again on my smooth ass. Feeling the heat from it i know i am close to orgasmic bliss but i hold on. Wanting,waiting,craving for that release..moaning louder as the flogger comes crashing down again,breathing harder then i ever have before,begging and pleading for You to take me. Your body covers mine,feeling Your hands in my hair..yanking my head back, You whisper in my ear to cum...i let out a scream of pleasure that surprises me to no end..i cum harder then i ever have..feeling my own juices run down my legs i sense Your own needs and i hold s

Shit Happens, Deal With It
So here I am, back in Starbucks hung the fuck over again. I'm afraid I'm gonna turn into that guy, you know, the asshole with the fancy coffee drink that sits in Starbucks blogging and shit, calling stuff "Shallow and Pedantic".. Whatever, my coffee ain't that fancy and I honestly still don't know what pedantic means so I reckon I'll be ok.Y'all probably figured out after my blog yesterday that I was feelin' kind of sorry for myself being stuck in NY, and getting stood up by my girl. Last night's lesson was: Everything happens for a reason. I was feelin' rowdy and missing my motorcycle and being around fellow bikers and someone told me about a little bar down in East Village or wherever called "Hogs and Heifers" I figured I'd check it out. Pretty cool place, the only bikers there was me and the bouncers; most everybody else there was a tourist or something. They had really good music though; You can't go wrong with a place that has PBR in the can for $2 and bartenders wearing tig

F**king Easter
For most of you who know me you know that my son is my everything my pride, my joy, my breathe, my blood, my soul. it's easter. I work 70 hours a week. I give everything i have into my son. he DOES NOT go without. out of a 700 dollar paycheck he gets 450 of it. my son will not go alone or unloved. I'm his father he is my everything I don't get to see him often. with all the hours i work i'm lucky to get him 3 or 4 days every two weeks. my grandfather is ill. extremely ill. his wish today was for my son to be there. when it came down to it i picked the phone up and called for him. i got the next two days off and i wanted it with him anyway. it's easter he should be with me. His mother has been meeting men off the internet for the past 9 months.. 37 new men to be total. I'm looking at it as a bad environment for my son. she is not taking care of him. well today out of all the wishes for my grandfather, when i went to get him she told me that i couldn't have him. she wanted to take him to

A Loving Master
I didn't write this but it is GOOD GOOD GOOD!!!! Some is even better One of the main factors, for me in feeling truly Owned is to be constantly reminded throughout the day of Master's control. These reminders can be subtle or really obtrusive. The more often a slave is reminded of her submission, the deeper it becomes....and the more fulfilling. So here are some ideas You might want to try... And no matter what rules You decide to make Your own, please....be consistent. If You are unwilling to take the time to enforce the rules You make, then there may as well be no rules at all. There is nothing in the world that will make a slave feel less loved than to have a Master/Mistress who ignores her transgressions and does not exert Their Dominance. Have her wear slave bells. The constant soft jingling of the bells is soothing and a certain reminder of her submission. When she has broken a rule, talk to her as You punish....and make her speak in detail about why what she did w

Have You Finished Your Tax Return?
Today’s the day in the United States to have it sent in, but I know when people owe money they will wait to the last minute to send it off electronically or through the mail! I still have a bad memory of one year when I did owe money and the return wasn’t done until April 15. It was in 1999, when I still lived in Florida and had my return done professionally (I don’t know why, my finances have never been that complicated) at a county H&R Block office. I get a call on the natal day about my return; apparently when I was there everything got done except for my signature. That rush to get to the office and sign the return before turning around to get to work (I’m actually wearing the Winn-Dixie shirt today, the only thing that indicates it is the store’s name sewn on the left sleeve) put me off ever referring anyone or going into an H&R Block office ever again! But that was ten years ago, I was unmarried and often felt unwanted, four moves away from bein

Jokes Of The Day
1. Who was the greatest prostitute in History, Ms. Pacman! For 25 cents that bitch swallowed balls til she died. 2. A pimp had three hoes. Hoe # 1 was sucking dick, Hoe # 2 was strippin and hoen, Hoe # 3 was reading this message not making me any money. Get back to work Bitch.

Poem
CLEAR Everything is so very clear to me as the light of the sun makes its way through the dark sky above me. Shining down on me, showing me the world around me. All the beautiful things that I see around me and the world. From the mountains to the ocean that is all around country that we live in. Feeling so very proud to be in this great country and the world. Feeling the warmth of the sunlight as it shows my shadow following as I walk. With my shadow I'm never alone even when I can't see my shadow. As the rain stops, you can smell the sweet smell after the rain. It makes everything so fresh. After the rain it feels like the country me loves get a new release on life. After the rain, the world I love also gets a new release on life. Seeing the way everything has been washed clean and clear. The country and the world becomes very much at peace after the rain. After the rain stops, it seems the country and the world I love become clear of pain, hate, and disappear. Seei

Poem For Cs
Alone among familiar faces nameless smiles I've known for years Fading sun of the afternoon Cutting through the stained glass above the neon lights Close my eyes for just a moment There is a flash of you Your face is burned on the back of my eyes indelible as the acid rain Do you know what beauty is When you see your reflection in a winter pool Your colors brightened by the crystal air Eyes so crisp and clear and bright Do you know - beauty is you My heart stops for just one beat A smile crashes across my face To think of you - warmed by a moment tip my glass and go.

Juke Joint Jezebel
I wish I had a date on this, but it's about 7 years old. Black and white tortured soul cigarette gleaming red and gold juke joint jezebel getting old her once hot body getting cold Numbered by years of bar stool lines talking and touching hoping to find that one true man that would help her define her life beyond these nicotined eyes How many nights on this oaken stool turning to watch as young men play pool breaking her heart with each stroke of the cue she can read in their eyes "what a drunken old fool!" Once more 2 A.M. rolls around "Last Call?" yells the barkeep, staring her down hating him for his insolent frown she wish she ne'er come to this forsaken town One more useless night down at the bar another for the collection of emotional scars

Possession...
So as the saying goes, ownership is 9/10th's of the Law. So my prolific question is, if you become fu-owned on-line, does this law still apply? I mean, come on, your in a virtual setting that only exists as a bunch of binary code in someone's server stack...So does the person who supposedly purchased you REALLY own you, or does the person who physically has possession of the server database own you? And if so, does that make that person some sort of deity/god-like figure since they possess some many profiles? I'm JUST sayin...Thoughts are always welcomed, just as are opinions...maybe I'll simply make this a MUMMM. And no, I don't do drugs and I'm not drunk.

As Our Bodies Come To Meet
When I see you I can feel youIn my soul - my heart takes flight.I can hardly wait to taste youIn the darkness of the night.I feel your breath so hot and sweetCircling in my soul.When our bodies come to meetIt's then that I feel whole.

Child Abuse
this is vary disturbing but if it brings help to this little girlthen its worht it please help anything is great repost donations anything also stop by www.cchildprotctioncommunity.com thanks Please send this out---This little girl needs us ALL!!!!!!!!URL: http://www.saveaaliyah.com/homeWarning this video is for mature audiences only. This is a very disturbing video of the child speaking of the abuse.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krihOkBsEt4&feature=player_embedded

Secrets
You don't need to be a food snob or a fanatic to be aware of the ways capitalists commit bio-warfare against you in your home: No Fluoridated Tap Water Contact your city officials and tell them you Do Not support fluoridation No Homogenized Dairy Products It's like drinking a cocktail nuclear waste and tortured animal byproducts No High Fructose Corn Syrup Possibly the reason lobbyists moved to pre-emptiv

That Night
That nightYou watched a teardropslowly trace its wayacross my cheek.It hovered a momentat the tip of my noseas if to tease you and make you feel ashamedfor hurting me so badly.Finally it broke itself freeand came to a reston my soft pillowto join countless othersof its kind that you never knew existed.

Can't Stop Crying
I can't stop crying today My world walked out the door With her she took my heart For I will love no more The hours passed like seconds When our two hearts were one The seconds passed like hours After she said that she was done She was going to love me forever At least that is what she said Her heart belonged to someone else That is what her letter read I no longer live in color My world is black and white I always wonder what she is doing As I lie awake at night I hope tomorrow is better This is what I pray But right now my heart is broken I can't stop crying today

Zen Rules
1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me the hell alone. 2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire. 3. Its always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it. 4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted. 5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else. 6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet. 7. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments. 8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes. 9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is probably not for you. 10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day. 11. If y

5 Balls To Juggle In Life
Hi! This time I thought I would share with you something wonderful I found on the internet. Its a wonderful piece on LIFE depicting us a Juggler. We juggle some of the most salient aspects of life as balls giving more importance to one and forgetting the others. The author of this piece is Unknown but truly, TRUTHS ARE UNIVERSAL. Here we go: Juggling Your Life >>> Imagine LIFE as a Game in which you are juggling some FIVE BALLS in the air. >>> You name them - Work, Family, Health, Friends and Spirit, and you’re keeping all of these in the air. >>> You will soon understand that WORK IS LIKE A RUBBER BALL. If you drop it, it will bounce back. >>> But the other FOUR balls: Family, Health, Friends and Spirit are made of Glass. // >>> // If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for BALANCE in your life. HOW? >> 1) Don’t undermine your worth

Cheaters
81% of women openly admit that they flirt with men they don’t know on a regular basis, even if they’re in a relationship or married. What this means is that although they may not go any further than flirting, the vast majority of women do find enjoyment in playing and leading on guys other than their boyfriends or husbands. It therefore goes without saying that some, unfortunately, will get a taste for that pleasure and actually choose to take it the one step further – which usually means going behind their partners’ backs and sleeping with another guy. So what can you do as a man who suspects their girlfriend is cheating on them? If you ask her outright, she’ll probably deny it, which is neither here nor there when it comes to uncovering the truth. The answer lies in finding hard, undeniable proof of her deception, so you don’t need to directly ask her if she’s being faithful to you. In this article, I’m going to tell you about a few o

Short Funny Sayings
Honk if you love peace and quiet. On the other hand, you have different fingers.Back up my hard drive? How do I put it in reverse? Always remember that you are unique, just like everyone else. He’s not dead — he’s electroencephalographically challenged. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted, then used against you. I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be without sponges. How many of you believe in telekinesis? Raise my hands. If you think nobody cares about you, try missing a couple of loan repayments. You can’t have everything — where would you put it? You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive. On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research. A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

Nothing More Romantic Then Porn, Vol 10
In the end it’s just a vision. More than affection but less than a touch. In the end it’s just me resting in my mind of what could be from a simple picture. One that has a glance that shakes my nerves and convinces me I matter. That rush of ego, that sense of pride, takes over and I’m enraged of repressed desire. Tortured to let go. Touch your face, kiss you honestly and bite your lip in fear of the last taste. Have the air between us break from your hands finding curves against my chest. Touching spines. Tasting skin. Eating flesh like it’s the first taste we had. A hand light against your thigh, a thumb tucked into curves, finding more. A taste of air and a feeling of its vapor. Moisture and texture, wet and soft. In both taste and feel. Aggravating a back to arch, a mouth to open, and your words to echo in my ears, “Help me.” Touch runs deeper. Body’s ache harder. All on the edge of exhaustion. Soft as air heavy as a feather dives into yo

Californication Loll
prelude to a kiss i was flying into santa ana ... we were late cause of the weather out of houston where i had my layover ...thinkin over the last short time ... i cant believe how in love i am with the man i only met in my dreams .... problems and drama ... all of that faded with the final touch down ...i disembarqed .... was texting and callin him .. he was waiting in baggage claim for me. I wasnt nervous at all ... i was anxious ... i just needed to see his eyes ... that is the place where secrets stew and cannot be kept ... that is where love lives so that u can touch it ....i stood waiting to see him ...on the phone saying where are you ... lookin at every person knowing none of them were Him... he told me to turn around and there he was ... i walked over to him not knowing for sure how i got there that fast and he said hello ... i said hey baby like i always do to him.... his eyes were bright and so filled with love ... it was a palatable thing ... i could actually touch it ....

Californication Interlude 2
the hotel .... we went in the hotel and the wydham was as always nice ... i have frequented nicer hotels all my life ... and this was special enuf to want things perfect ... besides a jacuzzi ummmmm yes pls ...we went to the room ... almost didnt make it .... couldnt stop touching and searching ... he closed his eyes for me and let me close mine and i slowly searched his face to memorize it in my heart .... when i am with him i cant stop the need to say over and over " i love you" and i have a strange habit of running my hand over his face top to bottom As my way of expressing it silently .. that light touch that comes from my heart tells hm all he needs to know ... he slides my hair from my face and by my neck when im sad or hurt or he knows i need his comfort and gentle touch ... we spent time learning each other and laughing ... smiles and hearts layed out for each other ... dedicated and in love ... u know that moment when the sex is sooooo good that ur body falls with shards o

What The Hell?!
Something I don't quite understand anymore and I'm to the point of not giving a shit anymore. We all know that we live in a piss-poor economy and there really isn't anything that can be done about it. Some of us have to do what needs to be done in order to survive anymore. Others can only do so much then it's back to square one. All of us know that the economy sucks balls but most of us are too damn afraid to admit it to ourselves, not I. I know that the economy sucks and I'm not afraid to admit it. I'm not even afraid of opening my mouth about it either. I don't give two shits that I'm talking to President Obama about the issue but I still wish I had a chance to throw it in Bush's face because I'd straight up tell him to go fuck off and that he shouldn't have even been president. All of you nay-sayers and Bush supporters can blow me because if I was standing face to face with Bush right now, I'd kick him in nuts and punch him right in his big-eared face and not gave two shits about it

Indifferent
Sick the feeling, the uncontrolled fear.Try to drown it out, one more drink, pound one more beer.Try to be socialable, yet don't show who you are.Strong on the outside, inside an emotional blob.Want to be alone, don't wanna talk today.But I'm scared of the silence, the thoughts, what they say.Live in the moment, the timings not right.I sit here alone listening to the ticking of time.Raising anxiety, try to push it down inside.Try to live my life, not cower and hide.I want to feel alive, live to the fullest everyday.The fear inside makes me runaway

My Lollipop
Imagine me all over u.My tongue I use to get back at u.My lips a tease down on u, I'll suck on u.So I'll curl my tounge, I'll lick on it, Just imaginingon how it tastes like a plum....I'll start from the top, then slowly i'll go down.Up and down.Deep throating it.I'll stop at the top and suck on it, i'll play withur mind, thinking of how hard, slow, or wild I should lickon it...I'm getting horny as I speakI'm reminiscing on it oh so uniquelaying on my be, my hands crouch between my legsThinking of how i'll use my tounge, tasting, sucking,licking and teasing.Oh it's mines.Up and down I go On my thick firm big lollipop!!!!!!!!!

Kreative Kissable Kissers Kiss Me!
kissable kisses and kissers alike kreate krafty kisses and kiss with delight kiss with a smile kiss in a pile kiss all the while and kiss while you wish kiss with eyelashes kiss on the lips kiss with sunglasses and make your hips switch kiss when your krying when your lying in green grass and when your angry kiss my ass kiss with courage kiss with pride kiss with lovely lips painted like wine kiss like kreative kissable kissers do kiss me, and I'll kiss you kiss me here kiss me there kiss me in the rain or on a train or in a plane but never, never, make it plain kiss me soft or in a loft kiss me high kiss me low kiss me with my hair in bows kiss me sweetly kiss me neatly kiss me beneath the sea kiss me with your eyes shut tightly kiss me slow try to delight me kiss me fast and first and last in future and past with my hand to grasp where my necklace clasps and while people applaud kiss me just kiss me before all my kisses are gone.

Beloved Imortally
I hide hide behind my laughter hide beneath my fears far below my smile and oceans amidst my tears I see see with the eyes of a mystic soul beyond the stars and the moon deep within a wounded heart above the morality of religeon amongst the rebellion of a generation I feel feel the beat of your heart the warmth of you breath the coolness of the breeze the mist of the dawn I touch touch with the tenderness of an angel with the softness of a flowers petal with the curiosity of a child with the care of a healer I love love with the heart of a dreamer to the depths and heights of none before me without knowledge of a beginning and end without reserve without disguise I kiss kiss with lips painted wine the furrowed lashes of your brow the buttery softness of your neck the weathered hands you place in mine I take take the precious offer of your love the leap into your arms the fall from the heavens the union of our souls the heat of our blended desire I

Not Yet Free
Optimisum, about the faith of the people that have accepted of the mission of improbable, to become some particle, pergedby the discouage of suffering, anger, hate, religions and war, Its tought to explain, debate, or even explore, but I diestraight to the core,And explosion of intrespect so quiet, he can definalty, yet he can breath into the sins lounges into the most remperedthugg,Tis a bull that has been thorugh the mudd with a point of the head of a heavy weight, from the cold detail of the hotreality of the butcher trap. To the grand Negro's flights of fancy from the astract mind of a hip hop super nerd, as long asthe truth is heard, The truth must be spoken, my youth has been smokin and drankin, drankin and smokin, a life like that may seem right, but that aint what the seem like, we aint tight unless yall tight, might bless me and all types, the goal is for all growns tobe sat upon by ture Kings. All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, But as long

I Smoke To Stay Sane Read To Find Out Why
I have recently received several lectures on why I shouldn't smoke. I know smoking is bad for me and some day when I am ready I will quit. To be honest I have only been smoking for a little over Two years. The fact that I haven't been smoking longer with all that has happened in my life in the last 3 year is a miracle in itself. I don't drink party or do any drugs that are not prescribed for me lol. Smoking is my one vice and it's the one that keeps me sane. A summarized laundry list of events that have happened in my life in the last 3 years you will find below. When you are done reading tell me if you wouldn't be at least tempted to take a puff or two off a cigarette from time to time. * Left my abusive husband after 10 years of marriage* Fell In Love For The First Time Ever* Had my Heart Broke By The Same Love * Started a New Job As A Trainer * Lost over 50 pounds Shedding Years Of Depression at the same time.* Was Torn Between My Friend and My Brother In a Bitter Second Divorce* W

For The Mothers Out There
HAPPY MOTHER DAYS Current mood: blessed Category: Life I WOULD LIKE TO SAY TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE MY YOU HAVE A HAPPY MOTHERS DAY......FOR THE FIRST TIME MOTHER YOU HAVE A LONG ROAD TO BE ON TIME IS ON YOUR SIDE HAVING A LIL ONE IS AWESOME....THE FIRST TIME YOU SAW YOUR LIL ONE YOU CRYED HAPPY TEARS AND YOUR GUY THAT WAS WITH YOU CRYED TOO....YES SOME MEN WELL CRY BUT THEY HIDE IT...THEY ARE A BIG OLD SOFTIE WHEN IT COMES TO HAVING KIDS.....I SHOULD KNOW MY EX DID BOTH TIMES...I GOT IT ON TAPE...WOW.....IT IS AWESOME TIME FOR US SO LETS HAVE A GOOD ONE AND INJOY YOUR DAYS WITH YOUR FAMILY OR FRIENDS.....I MIGHT HAVE MY SONS WITH ME I AM STILL THERE MOTHER AND I WELL ALWAYS LOVE THEM........LOVE YOU OZZY AND ZAKK..........................................

Bored As Hell Is There Anyone Out There Worth Talking To
I KNOW I AINT BEEN ON PINK AS MUCH LATELY YALL BUT I M STILL AROUND AND HAVE MISSED YALL BUT LATELY IVE BEEN SOME WHAT IN THE SHADOWS..YEA FIGHTING MY OWN DEMONS LOL...I SO APPRECIATE ALL THE GIFTS AN PIC COMMENTS YALL ARE AWESOME I WANNA SHOUT OUT TO MY SPECIAL FRIENDS.. FIREFIGHTER WILL1974 SPIRIT OF EAST BOLT LOVE YA GAL MERCI-FU BOUNCER THE BEST BOUNCER EVER MY SISTER OUTLAW ANGEL LOVE YA GIRL ED MY SEXY OWNER THANK YOU FOR SPOINING ME TERRIBLY AHUGE SHOUT TO MY AWESOME SISTERS BABYCAKES AND SALTY YOU ALL ROCK AND TO THE REST OF YOU I LOVE YA TOO COME HIT ME MAKE SOME TIME AN LETS CATCH UP LOVE YA PINK

My Boy Jb
i thinkin bout u everyday! i miss u so bad! i wish where u at. i am so piss off at brent bc he told the cops. he is not guily of u muder. thats bullshit! bc cops found ur blood in his car. i hate u brent england forever! why u wont tell them where is jb at? please tell them now!!!!!! i miss u jb and love u very much u r in my heart everyday

Job Hunting
Until recently the thought of job hunting never really crossed my mind, the way the phrase sounds is just a little silly though. I get this impression of someone with a spear, running through a forest chasing a job, ready to tack it down to the ground. A primal sort of expereince, once the kill is made, the hunter defends it from the other predators in the area, fighting tooth and nail to keep what he has taken. The truth is, I wish job hunting were this entertaining. There have only been two instances in my life where I have had to look for a job, the first one was pretty simple, I applied at a University, didn't get the job, but got another at the same place. Blamo, done, no problems. That was a couple of years ago though, when we weren't in an "economic crisis." Now, the prospect is much more...boring. I'm sure you've all done it, sitting in front of the computer for hours, clicking through the online postings. The relative fear you feel when each job you look at just doesn't feel

Need Some Help...
been homeless since Nov. and all friends/ family basically abandoned me,and before you think" oh hes just a bum" or whatever.I am trying to get a job and trying to get back on my feet but right now i have a potential job but i just have to get the right clothes i have to wear dress clothes which i have none of and noone i know will help(as i said basically abandoned) so can yall lend some help to some one in dire need of help?

I'm Urs 4 Evers Team Of Hotties!!(hotties Repost) (repost Plz)
Presents to you: I'm urs 4evers team of hot hotties!! IM URS 4EVER ASST CHIEF 2ND ALARM HOTTIE@ fubar ~Crazy Bitch~ '2ND ALARM HOTTIE' @ fubar ~VOLCANO GIRL~"2nd Alarm Hottie"@ fubar

Emotional Winds!
The sun shines in ray's off hope, Orange & reddish hue's tickle the skin, No rain shall penetrate the soul, Armies march unswhated doing there role! Sand & Mud they run, Through dangerous ground, Placing there live's on the line on the wings off doves, Watch the feathers fly in peace & harmony, The Eagle's take there roost! The Tiger's crawl out off the jungle, Eyes bright neon & claw's off steel, Standing on solid rocks covered with moss, Letting out a mighty roar to greet the dawning day. We shall not stand back & watch destruction, We are all one species , one perfect breed, Led into life to care for those we care for dear, Don't be a stranger in the circle off life. Tears create rivers, off pain & hate, Why they do is just what we all feel, Pure emotion drudged from inner depths, Born to live, Fight & die!

Mountains And The Circle By Lanett, Mark, Gail, Zoe, Leeann, & Tom
Mountains and the Circle For sure romantic in the mountains, Where the deer and the bucks run free, The dove flies with the yellow rose, And the river flows out of his banks at times Nurturing the sunning cat and the glorious peacock. Yellow roses are blooming with the sweet smell of romance Deer running high on the mountain top, feeding on the desires of love Dove flying free with the glory of friendship over the… Flowing river that feeds us all with love and hope and faith As the cat looks on and sees all in the dark and light And the peacock spreads her wings with the beauty of love and light… So we all can be as one.

And Old Country Preacher
An old country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men his age, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it. One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects. 1. A bible. 2. A silver dollar. 3.. A bottle of whiskey. 4. And a Playboy magazine. "I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself. "When he comes home from school today, I'll see which object he picks up. If it's the bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a business man, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunken bum, and Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all if he picks up that magazin

Red- Start Again
And I remember everything,Everything I loved,I gave it away like it wasn’t enoughAll the words I said and all you forgive How could I hurt you again?What if I let you in?What if I make it right it?What if I give it up?What if I want to try?What if you take a chance?What if I learn to love?What if, what if we start again?(Chorus)All this timeI can make it rightWith one more tryCan we start again?In my eyes,You can see it now,Can we start again, can we start again?!?Emptiness inside me, wonder if you seeIt’s my mistake and it’s hurting meI known where we’ve beenHow did we get so far?What if, what if we start again?(Chorus)I’m lost inside the pain I feel without you,I can’t stop holding on, I need you with me!!!I’m trapped inside the painCan we never love again?I’m lost without you!!!One more try,Can we start again?In my eyes, can you forgive me now?(Can we start again?)Can we start again (one more try?)Can we start again?Can we start again

Sacred
I'm broken, cut, and bleeding,On the inside of my heart.All because of what you doneIt really tore me apart.I try to move on ,I try to get on with my life,But it seems no matter what I do, I think of you,And it makes me want to cry.What you did was very wrong,It shocked me in the worst possible way.You being the person you were never would have done the things you did,Or would have said the things you did say.It seems so unbelievable,That you could betray me like this.I trusted you so much,You gave me so much happiness and bliss.My cuts will heal eventually,They will turn into ugly scars.All except a few that were left by you,And they will stay forever on my heart.

Nutrition—returning Vitality, One Swallow At A Time.
Last week I was convinced that we would lose Sydney very soon. She certainly looked and acted like it. She wasn’t eating, she seemed so very tired and sad. Her coat was dull and dry. I tried canned puppy food to entice her, and she ate it, a little at a time, then more, and then more. I noticed that her back hunches when she puts her head down to eat and her hind legs slide out from under her. I moved her to the carpet and raised the dish about 9 inches. She is up to a full can twice a day, which I am now mixing with 1 cup of the dry each feeding. She has watched and learned when meal preparation begins, and wolfs her food down like it is going out of style. She has used a self-filling water station for years, and after 9 years, one would think she was used to the air bubbles going “glug” when it refreshes. No, it scares her every time. I took it away and put down a still bowl of fresh water. I’m having a hard time keeping it full. Wow! She&rsqu

Why Have I Done This???
Hello, my darlin' lil' friends! If you have found me...CONGRATULATIONS! No, I wasn't leaving or anything like that.I just felt the need to relocate and start new.New life. New start. New... everything!But I am still very much me!Yes, I am still very much the goddess that I am.I have not lowered my goddess status.Just taking all things in a new direction.So, do not fret. Do not worry. I am pulling myself together for the benefit of me.Only one thing that has changed....I have done this to prove to myself about what I am about.I am about you, my sweet friends! YOU!You all mean a lot to me! I care about you!What is important to you, is important to me!I am also here if you just need someone to talk to.Or.... if you feel to weak to struggle alone...I am here to say a pray for you!And.... most importantly....I do love each and every one of you!You have been a blessing to me!Thank you, for being a friend to me!Many blessings on your souls!Muah!

Dressed In All Jet Black With Straight Maniac Contacts... Just Pass Me The Axe! Current Mood: Rebellious Hellraisers And Fire-blazers! Ones Who Fl
Dressed in all Jet Black with straight Maniac Contacts... just pass me the axe! Hellraisers and Fire-blazers!Ones who flipped trail-blazersOne whos wrestled aligators!BATTLED TERMINATORS!The Juggalos With StandingAxe-murder the high demandingWe are the JuggalosWe have those who will go to Shangri-LaN those who will visit hell's pitThe low down inconsideritI tell you to take a seatListen n sing along my wicked beatOr I'll punch you in the assN BDT you in the streetThis group is for the:Freak shows, serial killer, JuggalosThe ones who:Got pulled ovaBY a undercova piggie in a dark green nova"Get out of the car sir,"I finished my brewN' said FUCK YOU"What?!"I jumped out wit my mossbergI hate cops n wouldn't mind takin one outI shot twice n shredded his body like sauerkrautCOME ONE COME ALL! I DONT FUCKIN CARE IF YOU HAVE A THREE FOOT LONG NECKBONE! I DONT CARE IF YOU NICKNAMED YOUR DICK SANSONG!Juggalos With Standing! Come one, come all!Dressed in all Jet Black with straight Maniac Con

Women
Women are Emotional They care more about how they feel than how they think. Generally, women tend to be less logical than men. (That’s why laughter is extremely important and why good humor works on them most of the time.) Have you ever seen females giggling nonstop at some other men’s jokes which aren’t funny to you at all? Did you find yourself thinking, “Hey, that joke wasn’t funny at all…what’s wrong with her?” See? You were using logic. Whatever can amuse a particular woman is funny. Period. Focus on the emotional effect on women, not logical effect. What delivers emotion? Not words themselves, but pictures these words create. In order to make a woman feel you need to send mental pictures to her mind. Use very descriptive and evocative language to make her feel amused. Women interpret humor differently and laugh for different reasons. And most women are easily disturbed by ideas that they are not used to. It’s a natural se

Dream Or Fantasy
a dream is a fantasy that one creates in his mind, sometimes you are lucky and the dream you find, once you have it in your grasp, all you can do is pray that it lasts, when you find the one who has your heart, it is almost impossible to break it apart, how do you know if this is the other part of you? that its not an illusion and you end up a fool? sometimes a dream is what we are in search of, sometimes it is so full of love, and sometimes a dream is a fantasy full of lust, building up the passion feeling you will combust, filling your mind with such thoughts and desire, making you feel like your soul is on fire, do you try to fufill this dream?or go with the fanasy?or somewhere in between?

A Friend
A friend is like a flower, a rose to be exact, Or maybe like a brand new gate that never comes unlatched. A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise. Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost, whose spirit never dies. A friend is like those blades of grass you can never mow, standing straight, tall, and proud in a perfect little row. A friend is like a heart that goes strong until the end. Where would we be in this world if we didn't have a friend.

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No More!
What I had said in the last blog, was somewhat true however in the state of mind I was in at that time things just got out of hand an I had went off like a KRAZY person... My husband isn't to blame it's all of our faults I'm now trying to get him back an the no contact lifted because with me being sick I really do need him at this point & time in my life, plus the fact that we've been together for damn near 18 years just can't throw it all alway like that. My son did start the fight that night & needless to say the DCF came out an talked with me telling me that my husband (JOHN) had every right to stand up an fight back that no parent should have to go through that, I've went an talked with the attorney today to see if it was possible to get the no contact lifted and he said yes on me only however not my son so now I'm pretty much gaining my (HUSBAND) back but losing my son. He said that he'd have to leave the home an live with someone else which will be my mother.. This really sucks a

Happy Again So Happy
ONE DAY I AM GOING TO LOOK BACK AND LAUGH AND SAY DAMN MY LIFE WAS WEIRD .. YOU KNOW IT IS COOL BEING A FREAK AND ALL THOSE THINGS IN ONE....I SIT BACK AND LOOK AND SAY HMMMM WHAT SHOULD HAVE I DONE DEFFERNTLY IN MY LIFE NOT A THING I AM WHO I AM... I AM GOING TO STAY THIS WAY.... I LOVE BEING A FREAK IS IT AWESOME...NOW IS THE TME I AM THINKING HMMMM HERE I GO AGAIN... I HAVE MY LIFE BACK ON TRACK AGAIN..... TOOK THE READING AND SCIENCE TEST ON TWO DEFFERNT DAYS NOW THE WAIT BEINGS DAMN I HATE WAITING.... I KNOW I DID GOOD ON THEM... NOW I HAVE THREE OUT OF THE WAY THE LAST TO ARE MATH AND WRITING OH BOY.. I AM OK AT WRITING BUT THE MATH PART I AM NOT SO GOOD AT.... I AM SOOOOO HAPPY RIGHT NOW... I GET TO SEE MY BOYS VERY SOON.. I AM GOING TO GO PIC CRAZY.....I HAVE ALOT OF PLANS FOR US... CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THEM... {YES I KNOW I SAY I HATE TO WAIT IT IS SOOO TRUE}...

And Then
okay so here is somthing some of you may know from conversations withe but most of you probably dont. I am Ex-Airforce I served for 4 years from 96 to 2000. I was a crew chief on a C-130 Spectre. if you dont know what that is its the big 4 prop thing in my pics with all the hardware stiking out the side:). my job was general maint of the aircraft and to direct fire on targets! good times!

Craving The Fruit He Bares....
A finger's trace upon it's skin, the lustful feel of it's touch.. the yern for a passionate deeply seeded kiss, the feel of the tip of its tongue does.... Lightly and slowly it circles, slightly feeling the arch of his back... kneeling in front for her feeding, while feeling comfort within her throats back.... Dancing and swirling the tongue goes, a kiss, a suckle , only moans said.... soft yet aggressive strokes felt, while a hand rests the back of her head... as the pace becomes faster, as his head slowly lay back... she feels the seed that the feed fills, while her lips do not part from that... while inbedded deeply he feels, the narrow way close it's hollow... for the one feeding has been given his essense, the fruit he bare's she swallows.... passionately composed By, Sandra Hickman aka Dark Jules

Michael A. Monsoor
Michael Anthony Monsoor (April 5, 1981 – September 29, 2006) On March 31, 2008, the United States Department of Defense confirmed that Michael Monsoor would posthumously receive the Medal of Honor from the President of the United States, George W. Bush. Bush presented the medal to Monsoor's parents on April 8, 2008. On September 29, 2006, Monsoor's platoon engaged four insurgents in a firefight, killing one and injuring another. Anticipating further attacks, Monsoor, three SEAL snipers and three Iraqi Army soldiers took up a rooftop position. Civilians aiding the insurgents blocked off the streets, and a nearby mosque broadcast a message for people to fight against the Americans and the Iraqi soldiers. Monsoor was protecting other SEALs, two of whom were 15 feet away from him. Monsoor's position made him the only SEAL on the rooftop with quick access to an escape route. A grenade was thrown onto the rooftop by an insurgent on the street below. The grenade hit Monsoor in the che

Remember
WHEN I LOOK AT THIS DAY, AS A SOLDIER I SAY, THANK YOU TO THE PEOPLE WHO SUPPORT US BUT THE THANKS NEEDS TO GO TO THE ONES WHO FOUGHT FOR US, THE ONES THAT GAVE US THE FREEDOM TO DO WHAT WE LIKE THE ONES WHO GAVE US THE LIBERTY TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT THE ONES WHO SHED THERE BLOOD AND LOST THIER LIFE THE ONES WHO LEFT BEHIND THIER KIDS AND WIFE THE ONES WHO WILL NEVER SEE THIER KIDS GROW UP THE ONES THAT SACRIFCED IT ALL, THE ONES ONE NEVER COMPLAINED ABOUT IT AT ALL SO ON THIS DAY WE THANK THEM FOR WHAT THEY DONE BUT JUST REMEMBER IF NOT FOR THEM YOU MAY NOT BE ALLOWED TO HAVE FUN ON THIS DAY WE HONOR OUR FALLEN WITH TRIBUTES, BANNERS, AND PARADES, BUT ALL THEY WOULD ASK FOR I'M SURE IS JUST REMEMBER WHAT THEY FOUGHT FOR THEY FOUGHT FOR YOU AND FOR ME, THEY FORUGHT FOR THIS LAND SO IT WOULD REMAIN FREE THEY FOUGHT FOR THE FLAG WE ALL SO LOVE FLY WAY HIGH UP IN THE SKY AND IF IT WERE NOT FOR THOSE WHO GAVE THIER LIFE, WE MIGHT NOT HAVE THE COUNTRY WHERE IN AND ALL I KNOW IS THA

Falling Again
Hate, anger, tears,Built up walls full of fear.Gave up feelings gave up care.No more of my love would I share. Until a warrior came upon my wall.Courageous, determined , and enthralled.Seeking out the depths of my soul,Touching my heart with console. He captivated me with them brown eyes.Looked past my smile full of guise.Slowly my wall became devouredMy pain, suffering and sorrow scoured. He was an intriguing undiscovered tale,A fiery soul longing for a love that would never frail.He held a flaming torch within my rapture.Now for this brave my heart he has captured. He fulfills my underlying happinessWith every empyrean kiss.As every minute transcends the love between us emergesAbove all life’s obstacles that face us we will surge. With patience, trust, faith, and generosity.We will meet our relationships velocity.Discovering each other to our inner core.The many different attributes of life we will explore. Our future together is as uncharted as the sea.However my devot

New Piercing
I got new piercings, which were my nipples. I got bar piercings. They were piercings that i've been debating on for a long while. But i finally go tthem done! I was a bit nervous getting them and it did hurt a little but not too bad. It made some weird crunching sound too lol...but I'm loving them :) now im off to bed...it's late..real late....night night

About My Life
My mom and dad got divorced when i was 7 years old. i was born in iowa and raised in washington. After my mom divorced she met a man named michael and he proceeded to molest my sister and i for 5 years. I was put into foster care when i was 12.My foster parents were really nice and they treated me and my sister just like there own. i still keep in touch with them. I started smoking cigarettes when i was 12 and i started to smoke pot when i was 16. that was my first mistake. I signed a contract with the state of washington when i was 18 stating that i would stay and graduate from high school. I was in 11th grade. after i graduated i worked at a mcdonalds for about a year. The guy i was with was addicted to pot and after a while he started to throw my dishes around the house. that is when i moved to montana the first time.I moved to montana because my mom and my sister live here. I lived with my mom for about a year and i felt like i was 12 years old again because her husband believes t

Song By Trapt
"Black Rose" I saw you in the garden I wanted you so much I really thought that you were different Oh I couldn't get enough I tried to save you from yourself I felt every high and low now the lows have drowned the highs away now there's no where else to go Black rose your thorns are cutting into me for the last time Black rose I saw your petals wilt away I couldn't bring you back to life You were always where the sun could never go I never wanted you to have to be alone But I couldn't find a way to help you grow Black Rose You never tell me how you feel and your moods they always change I really tried to make it real but you never had the faith I tried to give you something good to take the pain away I tried to make you understand You don't have to be this way I'm not the one who hurt you So why are you so scared (I couldn't save you) (You are who you are) All that you've been put through couldn't be repaired (I couldn't break through) (we're too far apart)

No More Nothing
I've given all i can give, I’ve changed all i can possibly change. Still it's not enough. Forgiveness sometimes never arrives as your savior. Too many differences in opinion, too many things wrong with each of us to see the real problem. We blamed each other and became bitter. Sore at the world that was us and we fought several wars which all ended in a draw. Redrawing your feelings broke me in a way i can't bare to explain. It shoved me violently back into that fucking cage of mine. Made me retreat from my mindset and reevaluate why it is I’m here. I don't know, never really did i suppose. I have a goal now, and I’m breaking my fucking self to accomplish it. I will not allow myself to be crushed by this momentary depression. Fuck my family and their back stabbing way, I’m tired of being afraid of being myself. I'll fucking kill myself to get what i want now, and what i want is what I’ve always wanted. Music. So mend your wounds that i opened, tend to th

Wtf Was I Don'
when i as in high school i was bored as hell riden threw atlanta with my boyfriend n friend.we started playn truth or dare..long story short me and my friend butt ass naked in atlanta rush hour.lol the truck drivers were greatful!it was cold as hell though it being feb.

Alone She Waits
Alone She Waits From deep her light shines An Angel glowing in the dark She waits for her love His voice is love’s spark Patiently waiting here Hoping another second not pass Until his light shines through And illuminates her path Her light does surround her But can not pierce the forest Her beacon may be overlooked Would her patience past the test?

From The Heart
AS I SIT HERE THINKING OF THE DAYS I GET TO MEET EVERY BODY...I HAVE TALKED TO MANY OF PPL ON LINE...THIS DAY IS COMING VERY FAST I AM VERY HAPPY I GET TO MEET EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU...FAMILY IS EVERY THING TO ME....I HAVE NOT THAT MANY FAMILY TO ME RIGHT NOW..I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE MY REAL FATHER IS AND I DONOT CARE TO KNOW..AS FOR MY MOTHER WELL LETS JUST SAY I CARE WE ARE NOT ON SPEAKING TERM I AM STILL I LIL MAD AT HER..MYADPT MOM I LOVE HER VERY MUCH..

I Am Someone
I am someoneI walked past a dead faceeven though the person was aliveI saw my eyes in the mirrorand cried at the sightI looked at a person I didn�t knowand I met a friendI got heads to turnwhen I walked pastI learned a lot about myselfwhen I lost a new friendI cried every tear in my bodywhen I thought about loveI got hit badthen got back in the ringI climbed a mountain of rocksand saw an eagle fly over- headI heard terrible things about myselfwhen no one thought I was listeningI realized I was strongwhen I didn�t cry when it hurtI found out who I waswhen I was with someone elseI thought I was lost foreverwhen a friend found meI held a life in my handand it was my ownI was a pawn in someone else's gameso I surrendered to a brookI walked the fine line between survivingand not wanting to surviveI still amI am someone

Ranting About The World As We Know It
Musings on Original Thoughts...(This is, in a small way, a tribute to the late, great Sam Kinnison - may he rest in peace) As I ponder the happenings in the news... the world turning by my window... the things that go bump in the night... I ask myself... "Self... what is missing in this world of technology.. this world of innovation... this world of... hmm.. everything looks very familiar.. as if we are repeating the same, sad play over and over again... And it dawns on me that one thing that seems lacking is the gift of Original Thoughts... I look at today's youth in particular... and I see sheep. I have no further to look than my own children... who insist that they are dancing to the beat of their own drummer.. and yet, I observe from enough distance as across the generation gap at my children, and their friends and realize that they all look alike.. they all dress.. alike... they all act..... alike. And I shudder. Having grown up in the era of the "Preppy" and the days when "V

Beauty & Respect!
As we watch upon the clear blue skies off wonder,We all see Eagle's or Crows fly overhead,Whether days be dark or lights Theres Beauty in all,Take time to sit back, Relish every moment we breathe!Life can be complicated & full off strife & stress,But look after those you Love best,They'll never leave your side or push you in dirt,Nobody wants any more hurt.Take a step back, Reflect on notion's of joy,If you see a stranger toss them a coin,This world isin't built on guilt or greed,It's something we all should share with Care.Everything we view, Should be treated as a gratitude,A blessing or an Angel upon your shoulder,The blind Man still Sense's the Deaf still hear,If you cant wear shoes we can still walk with bear feet.Wherever you walk you leave a footprint,Upon this Earth we all live in,No enemies, no hatred, No regrets,Your born free as yourself to work toward a better person.They say walk on the shoulders of giants ? ,Who wants to be a Giant, I ask you this ?,Whether you be a Gypsy

So Happy Together
I get this song stuck in my head alot...Great Oldies song....I don't know why it gets in my head..i can't relate it to anyone... Imagine me and you, I do I think about you day and night Its only right To think about the girl you love, And hold her tight. So happy together If I should call you up Invest a dime And you say you belong to me And ease my mind Imagine how the world could be So very fine So happy together I cant see me loving nobody but you For all my life When you are with me Baby the skies will be blue For all my life Me and you And you and me No matter how they toss the dice It had to be The only one for me is you And you for me So happy together I cant see me loving nobody but you For all my life When you are with me Baby the skies will be blue For all my life Me and you And you and me No matter how they toss the dice It had to be The only one for me is you And you for me So happy together So happy together How is the weather? So happy together We are happy togeth

*smiles*
A Moment In Silence………. Peaceful it is to just shut the door. Close all the blinds turn on some good music and just rest. To some this may sound completely boring however to me it’s truly wonderful. Been so busy lately. It’s just nice to have time to just relax and unwind without work or family to interrupt. My best friend recently had her baby and wow what a wild ride that was. She is doing wonderful and Sophia Juliana is an angel. Funny how such a small little thing could make sense to questions I had long given up trying or rather attempting to find the answers too. Now most might think me being a woman and all seeing this gorgeous little creature would immediately say oh I want one…………………..No I am good I checked. I love children I do. I just really am not the mothering type well the laboring kind anyway. I know who I am in that sense and giving birth to a child is just not m

My End...
My End… Satin's noose hangs in front of me Dangling like the broken twigs of a dying tree It just waits for me to play a game The game of death A card dealt by a deadly dealer Myself It awaits my end The bottle lies empty Like the form of my heart So cold and black It's lost everything it has What was once inside lies spread across my bed Small capsules that relinquish pain Eyes of the future in me It awaits my end Slits and tips Rise from the surface of my skin My rotting soul being released Out into the toxic air Which I consume with each breathe The knife played tic-tac-toe X's and O's, hugs and kisses Left from the reaper It visits me with each Slice It awaits my end The young boy that stares back In the darkened shadows of the mirror Isn't what I expected to see His eyes are red and weary While his tears run down his face like the fear inside me Those eyes, those hazel eyes Gives me a spine tingling feeling Leaving me paralyzed from the mind I can not control The person

My Grandma's Obituary
Katharine C. "Katy" Bucksbaum, 77, of Toledo, formerly of Galion, died Monday, June 1, 2009 at University of Toledo Medical Center, after a 14 month illness.Born Sept. 14, 1931 in Morrow County, she was the daughter of the late James Fitzpatrick and Velma (Weaver) Fitzpatrick. She was preceded in death on Nov. 14, 1995 by her husband, Thomas B. Bucksbaum, whom she married Jan. 16, 1960.She was a graduate of Marengo High School in 1949 and attended The Ohio State University.Katy was a part of Galion Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses. She was a member of Ohio Association of Public School Employees, a charter member of Prevention Walking Club of Pennsylvania and was an advocate for all young women to get a good education. Previously, she was involved with her husband, Tom, with the Mansfield/Ontario General Motors Retiree's and the local United Auto Workers functions.Katy retired from Galion City Schools where she was a school bus driver. She also worked in home health care sine 1991, m

So Be It,lol!
I am outspoken,opionated,and determined,i want what i want and there's nothing wrong with that!So just try to stomp on me,try to douse my inner flame,try to squash every once of beauty i hold with in me........... You won't succeed,and if that makes me a bitch so be it,i embrace the title,and am proud to bear it!!!

Here We Go Again!!!!
so had left my hotshot job a couple weeks ago and was very relieved as i probobly hated it as much as anything i have ever done. but after a few days of calls from the company to continue, with an agreement to only run the west and more pay..i agreed to stay on.i made a trip to the southwest and back and during that trip realized this was just a dead end road.being paid by the mile you spend lots of time doing tasks taht you get no compensation for..like spending 10 hours in las vegas on tuesday to deliver and pick up.....NO PAY. plus the fact that the job had no benifits at all...just the milage. everything else was..""PART OF THE JOB""".. SORRY, I DON'T WORK FOR FREE... so i will pursue a new position, with a company that will pay me for my time,,,reward me for my experience and at least offer the basic benifits. won't be easy in this economy, but can be done.hope you all have a wonderful weekend..big hugs..marty

Love
not sure what to do. i think i fornd love and it is too far to touch right now. i did not know for sure untill i did not talk to him for 3 days. i tend to push or anoy everyone away and i am afraid it is going to happen again. when i talk to him i melt inside and my heart is full. i felt surprised happy and hurt all at he same time when i talked to him again. i want to make him happy as i am when i hear his voice.

Judgments Set And Match
“Now these are the judgments which thou shalt set before them.” Moses was not only up on mount Sinai with the LORD to receive the Ten Commandments while the Israelites sat and waited at the base of the mountain. From the beginning of the twenty-first chapter of Exodus through the first third of chapter twenty-three, the LORD relates to Moses (and he later relates to the Israelites) these ordinances – a better translation of the King James Version’s “judgments” because they’re not meant as punishment in the sense of “pronouncing a judgment” but rather as a guide for relationships – regarding in detail what the final six commandments, the ones regarding our treatment of others from “honor thy father and thy mother” to “thou shalt not covet” touch on. Note as we read that no matter is exclusive to one family or one household; God’s laws are for all. “If thou buy a Hebrew servant, six years

Check This Out!
Hey what's up everyone, I tried posting this as a Mumm, but for some reason it was considered nfsw. I don't know why, but now I'm posting this as a blog. Take a look at this pic, click on the link: Do you think that this looks like the shape of a heart to you? P.S. While you're at it, rate & comment this pic. In fact, rate, comment, fan, & add me as a friend lol!

A New Friend
The day I met you my life was sad,People said things that made me madYou talked to meYou made me happyYou make my day brightWith your words of lightThank you for being my friendI hope I can keep you till the worlds end. Dedicated to my new friend.

Memories
Woodstock 1969 is to this day the most historic music festival in history. The festival marked the height of peaceful counterculture revolution, Woodstock sent a message to the world just before the intense wave of dissent washed back to sea. Embodied in this music festival is an entire set of ideals which are just as prevalent in today's society as they were in 1969. This is a celebration of everything that Woodstock 1969 stood for. We aim to support the ideas of peace, love, and unity by any possible means. The Woodstock nation has not forgot about what made the festival more than about the music. http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e271/imalandu/firetruck-1.jpg

If I Stalked You
Wait?! Stalking? Is browsing profiles on this frivolous site considered stalking? I presume that stalking is being done by other ways, fake pages and faceless profiles. So to make it clear.... if I didn't want you to know that I have visited your page in order to stalk you darling fubarians... I would have made a fake profile, like so many others have done in the past. Cheers, KF

People's Rights
I just getting sick and tired of people complaining about, the gay right, imigration rights, raise right etc. how about stop compaining and start worrie about your god damn self. I was not born here in the usa and my parent come from differnt side of the world. My mom comes from an Italian family but my mom was born here in the USA and my dad Mexican/Black born in Mexicali Mexico, my younger and only sister was born In Calexico california and I was born in Italy will my parents where visiting family in Italy.. I was raise there from the time I was born to the time I was 5 years old from the age of 5 until the age of 12 I was raise back in for from Mexicali Mex & Calexico Ca. Until we move to San Diego until now. In my moving around I was seeing how people manipulated the sistem about equal right's. Everyone want to be equals but at the same time they want their special rights. I hate when people talk about equal rights for illegal immigrants rights. I say this if you want equal rig

Im Just Tired Of Trying
LOOK I AM NOTHING SPECIAL AND I KNOW THAT SO I KNOW I CANT COMPETE WITH THESE GIRLS ON HERE FOR A HEART I DONT HAVE A CHANCE OF GETTING. IM A SIMPLE COUNTRY GIRL WITH A BIG HEART AND I HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE TO ANYBODY BUT WHAT IS IT SIDE AND THAT IS MY HEART I KNOW IT ANT MUCH BUT ITS ALL I HAVE. I CANT COMPETE WITH PRETTY GIRLS ON HERE,IM SORRY IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO CARE ABOUT. IM HUMAN AND I MAKE MISTAKES WHO DOESNT. MAYBE IN TIME I WILL MOVE ON BUT UNTILL THEN I AM THINKING ABOUT DELETING MY ACCOUNT ON HERE SO IF I DO TY TO MY FRIENDS UR THE BEST LUVS AND HUGSS TO ALL THAT READ THIS

Chapter 2
Only four months later another huge shock. One of Mychelle and my peers was killed in a horrific drunk driving accident. Shane Langston left an amazing story in the wake of his death. The night before his Senior Prom May 2, 1993, at around 6:30 or 7, Shane and a few of his friends had been drinking. They were headed into town on Mount Pisgah Road when Shane took one of the curves too sharply. Shane’s Jeep rolled crushing his head under the roll bars. Only seconds after another of his classmates came upon the accident, Michael Pollard. This was a shock to all of Florida. For only being a Senior in high school Shane had made his mark. He was a star on the football team, baseball team, and all around handsome and well liked. His funeral brought others from all over the state to Fort Meade, FL. People were excused from school without excuses. This tragedy made a mark. After that and until this day the Prom Promise has been a major player in Fort Meade Jr-Sr High Schools. After anothe

To The Scum Of The Earth (thats You Men)
To all the sum of the earth who thinks its ok to play with a womans emotions...... Current mood: angry Category: Life You think its nice to play with emotions? What if the situation was flipped and we played with yours? You think its fun to make a woman feel like shit? You think its funny when a girl cries? what the fuck does a woman have to do to show a man shes interested in him not what he has? Fuck i wish i knew all these answers if you do please share.

Auto 11's And Bombs
My NSFW pics are set to family only and I only have a few people in my family! Those people in my family are there because they are good friends and have already seen all of it in person! I will open them to who ever buys me an auto 11,bomb,1 month blast,bling pack or a 3 month vip. It will be open to that person for a month. I'm trying to make it to level 25. I see people all the time with auto 11's and so on,so I figured I would give it a try. Thanks

My 21st Bday!!
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!*ώЇķЇĐ Łε††ε* I'M TURNING 21 AND AM LOOKING TO LEVEL, SO IF ANYONE WOULD LIKE HELP I WOULD REALLY LOVE A BOMB, JUST CLICK THE BOMB PIC TO GET ME 1. THANK YOU Brought 2 You By: ✡ÐJ »TH©«

Redheads Of The World Unite!
Theron Raines, the author of “The Singing” (ISBN 0871131773) subtitled “a fable about what makes us human”, is described in the book jacket as a literary agent who earned degrees from Columbia and Oxford. I’m trying to not sound pompous here, but I’m thinking that helped fast track this book to publication eleven years ago. Basically, it’s about Mary Alice, a woman working for an ad agency whose life is jarred by a crashed UFO in Manhattan. One of the Martians within it, Forrest, goes home with her, they get married, both work at the same ad agency until it’s time for Forrest to leave with his companions leaving her pregnant with their child. A love story which is deeply moving, as Bruno Bettelheim says? (Seriously, who buys these reviews?) Perhaps it depends how you look at it, or in New York do they really do things that differently? No offense to my readers from New York is meant. The title of today’s entry comes from For

Schedule Suicide
I have to be more responsible to myself when it comes to setting up meetings, no more early morning stuff. I mean really, how am I supposed to sleep in if I have to wake up early and drive an hour and a half. And then I have to go to bed early. Which means I have to stop doing stuff that I want to do. Work is such an inconvenience. I think I'll win the lottery tomorrow. Hah.

Hi
my name is benjamin franklin banghart srand i want every one know how much i appreciate ya love and compassion in my hour of need today i want to discuss to all of ya especiall ya young ones out there no woman or man or any problems is worth ya life if ya are depressed where ya considering it GET help im asking ya all for ya help once more get involved make sure this doesnt happen to you. donate money to both causes the suicide hotline im ya area and tho the batterd womens center ty for ya time and God bless ya all

In Autumn
I know there are those who ask: Why does he not sing with the same wild harmonies as before? But they have not seen the labors of an hour the work of a minute, the prodigies of a year. I am an aged tree that, when I was growing. uttered a vague, sweet sound when the breeze caressed me. The time for youthful smiles has now passed by: now, let the hurricane swirl my heart to song!

A Statement Of Me
BITCHOLOGY When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a BITCH. When I stand up for those I love, they call me a BITCH. When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do things my own way, they call me a BITCH. Being a BITCH means I won't compromise what's in my heart. It means I live my life MY way. It means I won't allow anyone to step on me. When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak against it, I am defined as a BITCH. The same thing happens when I take time for myself instead of being everyone's maid. It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I truly am ! and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be. I am outspoken, opinionated and determined. I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that! So try to stomp on me, try to defuse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed. And if that makes me a BITCH, so be it. I embrace the title and am proud to

Z Lounge
This is my 1st blog n I'm fairly new to fubar, anyway... if ur a person lookin for a kick a*s time, cool people(as in staff n members), awesome tunes, good lookin men n women, AND FU'S FINEST N HOTTEST CAM GIRLS - go to the "Z Lounge", u won't b disappointed

Gone With Sin
I love your skin oh so whiteI love your touch cold as iceAnd I love every single tear you cryI just love the way you're losing your lifeOhohohohoh my Baby, how beautiful you areOhohohohoh my Darling, completely torn apartYou're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you areSo gone with the sin my DarlingI adore the despair in your eyesI worship your lips once red as wineI crave for your scent sending shivers down my spineI just love the way you're running out of lifeOhohohohoh my Baby, how beautiful you areOhohohohoh my Darling, completely torn apartYou're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you areSo gone with the sin my Darling

Southern Nights
"Southern Nights" Southern Nights Are Sippin On Henny Southern Nights Are Rolling Up That Good Southern Nights Are Hot Sticky And Muggy Doublewide Tucked In The Woods Southern Nights Are Pitchforks And Gravel Southern Nights Are Shooting Cans Of Beer Southern Nights Are Chasing Them Donkies Bitch Why Don't You And Your Girl Get Over Here The Southern Moon Exposes Killers The Southern Moon Is Hot Like Fire The Southern Moon It Knows Our Weakness Trips You Up Like Chicken Wire Southern Nights Are Warm And Sticky Southern Nights Are Swampy And Loud Southern Nights Are Home To The Skarcrow Posted Up Under The Moon And Proud Won't You Take Me Back To The Dark So Pitch Black Most Can't See Where We At It's Where I'm Happy Southern Nights Are Tipped Back On Soco Southern Nights Are Flippin Off The Popo Southern Nights Are Cruising In A Big Block Foot To The Floor Quarter Miles In A Parking Lot Southern Nights Are Hunting Chickens With A Spotlight Southern Nights Are Shooting At A Stop Si

Gone Too Long
To all of my friends, I apologize to all of you today because I have been away far too long and I have missed all of you, not to mention a lot of other things on here. My life for the past year or so has been horrible. There were just too many things going on in my life that kept me from being able to be here. I thought I lost my mind until I got my life back in order. I hope you can all forgive me and please let me know what I've missed so that I can catch up to everyone. Also, I will be on here as much as possible, since the only way I can access it is at work right now until I get my own computer again. I mostly work 11pm to 7am so I probably won't catch anyone online during that time, unless you stay up also LOL! Your Friend, Cloud

Oh Well
I think as I wait out the last few hours of life the thing Im most dissapointed in is that my parents are completely ignoring the situation. I dunno. I told em I wouldnt be homeless. Ive been there, and even though it was only for a few weeks I wont go through it again. I should really be ranting about the government and how they refuse to live up to their responsibilites within the social contract of our society, or the hateful people of Seattle who have taken the last three years of my life and made it a time of henious alienation, or the boss who fired me for purely personal reasons last year and has spent the time since then telling potential employers I never worked for the company so as to prevent me from finding work, or even cancer for adding disease to insult. but in the end the only thing I feel at all now is a profound sense of utter hopelessness knowing the two people on earth who are supposed to stand by you no matter what dont give a rats ass what happens to me. Its a rea

Our Son On Day Seven Hundred Thirty-one
Twelve years ago … Ezekiel 1 July 2See God’s glory when it doesn’t shine 9707.02 And they went every one straight forward: whither the spirit was to go, they went, and they turned not when they went. 12 [North greets South: a photo of two of three surviving widows of Civil War veterans shaking hands.] Just because you are from a race of killers doesn’t mean you have to be one, Odo tells a Jem’Hadar boy. Isn’t that how Jesus works too? He spoke to the Romans, the Samaritans, and the social outcasts (in a narrow Jewish view) of His earthly days. You have a choice – in everything that comes your way. You may not be in control of what happens to you (heck, I’m sure not), but you are in control of how you react to unforeseen circumstances. I wanted to pull my hair out after replacing a brake hose, another rotor, the brake pads yet again, and wheel studs. The parts’ price isn’t what kills me; the labor is wha

Missing Out (for Witchie :d )
Missing Out The sands in my hour glass Poured down like my fortune As my harried hour came to be Cut short and out of tune As I quickly crashed hard Long before my time was due My opportunities wasted The story of my life was nothing new My head in my hands now To weak to scream and shout I left some waiting in the cold Leaving them lonely and Missing Out

For All The Fathers Out There Who Cant See Your Kids...they Know You Love You Them
Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart.. Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her na

Nominations
Nominations come from YOU the FABA members send all nominations in a MESSAGE to FABA when someone rates your FABA album and comments last pik FABA love thats a nomination when someone pimps you/shitfaces you thats a nomination when somone makes you a tag/pik thats a nominations when love is shown to you nominate that member love other members to get nominated we have FABA albums i suggest you use this for FABA love...FABA can watch these aswell for nominations FABA offers you a few ways to get nominated on your own... Rate the Bomb album and comment you did = 5 nominations Bomb the FABA Bomb album = 3 nominations send FABA a ticker for 1 nomination salute FABA for 1 nomination bling FABA for 1 nomination get your friends to rate all the ID tags and comment last one you sent them...for every 5 friends that do this you get 2 nominations play FABA games and send finished games to FABA 1 nomination

15 Jul 05
This is my account of what occured on the day of 15 Jul 05 while serving in combat operations in Baghdad Iraq. I was on a special security team called a Personal Security Detatchment, or PSD for short. We were pulled from our Infantry line units, and thrown into HHC (HQ). Our main objective for our 12 man team was to provide critical close security for our upper echelon chain of command, reporters, government officials, VIPs (not of the FU type) and on site static security for meetings. Essentially, we would mostly take commanders to meetings, pull security and bring them back. I was fortunate enough to be in a real good unit 3rd Batallion 156th Infantry out of Lake Charles, LA (Louisiana Army Guard). They led from the front, as we did raids, Traffic Control Points (TCPs), route clearance, humanitarian aid. It was great. And since you are on a PSD, you don't get a small area of operations. Because you work for a command, they have several smaller line units under them, so the HQ

Phone Boning
Ok I know that this is a touchy subject, but what is the big deal on phone boning if you care about one another? Look this is how I feel about it. I feel that if you and that other person are into each other then phone boning them is fine. I don't feel that people who claim that they are into one another should be thinking about doing that with anyone other than the person they are very much into. It is obvious that if they are doing it with other's then they were not into one another to begin with. Stop being a prude and learn to live life the right way. Now go and have some fun!!

Things That Are Ment To Be~
Well seems my girl placed a blog before me..... Well Im still in N.C. and have been building my business?, with another branch in NC, I would continue to talk about that... But... I'm not here for that, Im here to blog about my life as it is today.... I arrived in NC early evening looked around for my girl came to relize she wasnt in the airport, I was "oh shit I did tell her the right date... didnt I?",I called her said to her, ermmm you here if so where are you girl? Her reply Im running behind but Im on my way.... I laughed thinking "typical female making her man wait"... She called to inform me she was here, I told her I would meet her at the curbside, I walked out and looked around and saw her way at the end along the curb... I was cracking up! I said I see you slut come get your owner, she replied yes Master... she took to m

Pedophiles Like Spores Are Running Loose In Your Cupboard
Cake Mixes & Toxins- **PLEASE READ** Pass this on to ALL in your address book. You never know whose life you may save by doing so. For those of you at work, PLEASE remember to check your cupboards when you get home tonight!!! This is confirmed on Snopes http://www.snopes.com/medical/toxins/pancake.asp vv A student at HBHS (high school) had pancakes this week and it almost became fatal. His Mom (registered nurse) made him pancakes, dropped him off at school and headed to play tennis. She never takes her cell phone on the court but did this time and her son called to say he was having trouble breathing. She told him to go to the nurse immediately and proceeded to call school and alert the nurse. The nurse called the paramedics and they were there in 3 minutes and worked on the boy all the way to the hospital. He came so close to dying. Evidently this is more common then I ever knew. Check the expir

Most Inportant Thing 2 Me
i love my wife her name is tancie thompson we are almosf af our 1 year and aniversarie and im so exited about it i cant what till aug 9 thats the 1 year mark 4 us we have a beautiful baby girl toghether shell be a year old septemger 21 ill have pics of her soon i hope im not too good wit comps so ill have my wife put them up so every one can c and rate them so till then ill bring this to a close my 1st blog about the only inportant thin in my life my family linx johnathan thompson

"wings Of A Butterfly"
Heaven ablaze in our eyes We're standing still in time The blood on our hands is the wine We offer as sacrifice [Chorus] Come on, and show them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul This endless mercy mile We're crawling side by side With hell freezing over in our eyes Gods kneel before our crime [Chorus] Come on lets show, them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) Don’t let go (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) For your soul [Chorus] Come on, and show them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) Don’t let go (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) [x2] For your soul

Thoughts
I am so bored and yet tired right now. My oldest son has some bad stomach bug and doesn't want me to go to bed so I have been staying up with him anyways I have been reading other peoples blogs and yes some are johnny devils :) but it really makes me wonder about things. All these women who beg for blasts, vip , hh , tickers, bling etc normally get it. Why do people waste there money on people who beg for things? Is this something like the White Knight syndrome ? I also can't understand why they would buy these gifts for people we all know damn well are fake accounts. Its not hard to fake a salute as Johnny Devil has proven to us over and over again for over 3yrs in his blogs.At least one thing is going to start happening soon if it hasn't already. Scrapper left a comment stating ..................... SCRAPPEROnline3 days ago-- 28 of 34fubar is a place for people to come and have fun. I do not think anyone would care if you just flat stick said you wish to remain anonymous and ar

Questioning
A memory... A glitch in the brain to keep you grounded to the real life around you. Afterall, what purpose could holding on to something like a harsh word, a hard day, a heart broken or the loss of a loved one? Are the good times you keep worth the bad ones that you revere.......A heart can only handle only so muchEvery memory you keep takes a piece with itIs it worth to save the fleeting moments in timeIs it worth the pain, the hurt and the sorrow To remember things you wish to forgetTo feel the love that you use to haveThe voices that echo That familier scentTo feel a touch when noone is aroundLove is fleeting, but loss is worth rememberingYou carry your dreams on a string in your pocketBut a broken heart is worn on your sleeveWho makes the rules of the blackened mindpoisioning the heart and soulOr Does remembering the badJust make the good that much sweeter?Perhaps its the one learning tool man has yet to masterAn inigmaPerhapsThe sweet sarchasim of your cluttered mindForever regr

Got My Sons For Two In Half Weeks
WOOP WOOP I GOT MY BOYS FOR THREE WEEKS Current mood: excitedCategory: Life BEFORE ANY BODY ASK ME A THING YES I HAVE MY SONS FOR THREE WEEKS ...MY HEART IS WHOLE AGAIN I HAVE MISS THEM SO MUCH...I KNOW OZZY & ZAKK ARE GOING TO MISS THERE DADDY VERY MUCH..YOU WELL BE WITH DADDY IN THREE WEEKS MY LIL ONES...IF GORDON WANTS TO CALL HE CAN..I LOVE OUR BOYS VERY MUCH THEY WHERE SO HAPPY TO SEE YESTERDAY...JUST TO SEE THERE LIL FACES WAS ALL I NEEDED THE STARS IN THERE EYES I MISS THAT SO MUCH...THANK YOU BOB FOR TAKING ME TO GET MY SONS..THANK YOU GORDON FOR LETTING THEM COME TO STAY WITH ME FOR THREE WEEKS..DAMN I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW...I KNOW I NEED SOME SLEEP BUT I CAN NOT JUS RIGHT NOW... I AM WATCHING OVER MY SONS THEY ARE SLEEPING RIGHT NOW...IS THIS A DREAM NOPE IT IS REAL AS I AM.......

T'freres House & Garconniere
T'Freres House and Garconniere LOCATION: T'Freres House and Garconniere can be found on Verot School Road ( Route 339) between Rue Louis X1V and Highway 3073. Nearest cross streets are Artisan Road and Yvette Marie Drive. (337) 984-9347 * (800) 984-9347 Address: 1905 Verot School Road, Lafayette, LA 70508. DESCRIPTION: T'Freres House and Garconniere Bed and Breakfast was voted the "Best of the Best by the Times of Acadiana Readers poll. It is 'The Place' to stay in South Louisiana." Innkeepers Pat and Maugie Pastor, former premier restauranteurs of Chez Pastor Restaurant in Lafayette, offer wonderful food selections for their guests, who also enjoy the Cajun aura of the Bed and Breakfast itself. This 1880 Acadian colonial architecture style 2 floor wooden home is made of Loui

Asgasga
Last night, I went out with Kari. I havent really hung out with her in a while and I wanted someone to talk to about things. We went to Sharies, which is like a 24 hour family resturant. I told her more about stuff that's been happening in my life. We talked about a few other things. She paid for dinner and we went to Starbucks and talked some more. I paid for the drinks. Then we went to the grocery store because she needed to get food for her place. I was pretty out of it, you know the whole tired I feel high kind of feeling. I was taking some kid toys and playing with them...got home around 9am. I didn't do much today, I actually woke up before my alarm. Was a bum arond the house for a bit then I started to clean up the bed room some more. I went through a lot of boxes of stuff...love letters, cards...junk....all gone into the trash, stuff in other boxes seperated between me and Rich's things and stuff to goodwill. My plan is to slowly get rid of things so it will be easier for me

Dont Be Afraid!
Don't be afraid to explore ur sex life, I mean hell you only have one life why not enjoy things you've never done before? It may sound scarey at first but once you have gotten to know someone that ur comfy with then let it all hang out...lol... My husband knew that I was BI before we got married an hell ya know thats every mans dream (DAMN NEAR) besides those that are (GAY) in which I have no problems with... If your interested in talking about it or wanna hook up sometime please feel free to contact us here or @ wildcpl3338@yahoo.com tell us what your looking for & maybe swap some photos? Anyways I do hope this has opened your eyes to new things, and think about what your missing out on? Till another time my friends have fun and take care... Much love 2 you & yours always & forever John & Jaime!

Love And Sex
hi all fubar fans this is loverboy. well i had my first encounter with love at the age of 19 and it was ok and nerve racking. she was so hottt that when i saw her i went ape shit and then we went out together for a year and then we went our separate ways. i was sad so i did not go out on a date for 5 years and then i found rose. she is so fucking hot that when i saw her i went fore the gusto and now we are together and i cant get enough of her.

Cemetary Constellations
I like Neal deGrasse Tyson. He is an ASTROPHYSICIST, but manages to be charming, all the same. He would be the first to tell you that there are no such things as constellations. Oh SURE - the Big Dipper and the Little Dipper are the first thing a parent shows their child when the dark of night closes in and the sky is clear and the forest is ripe with mysteries to reveal; even its sky. The fact is - its just a mnemonic. A word tool used to help us remember, in orderly fashion, the tremondous amounts of diverse information we can be exposed to in our lifetime. I do not care. For me, the Big Dipper is real. It is where the words I send to Divinity are collected, then swallowed, and then the patterns are given to me. So slowly. So very very tremulous are the understanding that I am given. I suppose it is done this way so my head does not explode. So today, when the Lady that I am, turned into the Tiger that I will be - should my babies be endangered - the Big Dipper got filled with al

Tha *thought/heart/action* Process
There is the thought Then there is the action Often, lacking between the two Is the assessment process of the heart The result often times being a disaster Sometimes the action comes first The afterthought a dramatic revelation When the assessment process arrives It finally alters our perception Of the thought, the action and the result Our thoughts are subconscious feelings Held within our heart That need conscious filtration Of the reality of that thought and emotion And should be assessed by the heart For purity of action towards ourselves and others. To bring within a purer state of consciousness and awareness of our higher selves. Okay .. I just sat down and wrote these thoughts out on a piece of paper within 10 mins. Any input would be great ... I am trying to fine tune my writings and this one is one of my better ones I think.

2 Fu Djs
ok fu djs im goin 2 be sellin mixes if u havent heard em yet plz hit me up if u have my yim or plz add me @ troy_durham2000 my prices will very on how long the mix so plz hit me up if u are interested on hearin my mix or u want me 2 make u one and also if u want some of ur own taste of music send me a list on song titles or artist

Random Megan Facts
Your name:Megan Marie TrustyOldest/youngest/or middle sibling:youngest middle childYour dad's name:John David Trusty-HaskettWhat kind of phone do you have?verizonFavorite type of music:Country and Melodic Death MetalHow many pillows do you sleep with?as man as I can get my paws on, but usually just two.What do you find most of in your room?mismatched socks or wires...How many piercings do you have?3 *ears are guaged to 1/4 inch, then my tongue*Who is your neighbor across the street?Rena and DavidDo you dye your hair?never have Own a pair of skinny jeans?um, ew, now lolHow many cell phones have you owned?2What were you doing this morning at 8am?taking the dogs outsideWhat are you wearing?wifebeater, bra, jammie pants, and socksAre you mad at anyone right now?kinda...Last person to send you a text?JeannineHow many different drinks have you had today?water, tea, milk, and ummmmm...... pink raspberry lemonade Do you draw your name in the sand while your at the beach?not mine noWhat are y

Lovers Lane
They have come and goneEach one different and uniqueBlessed with knowing themMany have touched my soulJust a few have broken my heartTime has healed those wounds and dried my tearsGood times..Fun times..No regretsWhere will this lane take me?Will there be more encounters?

The Whole Dating Thing
So about a week ago I met this nice women and we started seeing more of each other, but now I find myself being a little preassured and I dont like that feeling. We dont see each other all that much, but a couple hours here and a couple there, a little talking on the phone. Everything was going fine, I enjoyed her company (no sex in case anyone is thinking that) she's just fun to be around. So I invited her to dinner at my place and a movie, she brought some wine, we ate, drank wine, watched movie with a little kissing from time to time, and than it happened. She started singing love songs and using way to many endearements. I dont know why, but I felt uncomfrontable....I like her well enough, but anything other than that to be honest, I find now dont desire, well I realized at least with her. So I guess I have to break it off or tell her I may not be in it as much as she is, eithier way it sucks to do, but I did tell myself if for any reason I feel wierd, uncomfrontable, or strange, t

The Truth About Haters
Seems like as many people as not have some kind of photo album dedicated to haters on this site. If you haven't seen them, you've likely at least seen a status message or blast dedicated to these people. From what I can tell, a 'hater' is a person who downrates or seems to arbitrarily flag photos as NSFW. What's constant is that the offended person feels that they've received unwarranted feedback or negative attention. With the confirmation of Sonya Sotomayer looming on the horizon, the Bill of Rights has been on my mind. It's almost a certainty that a reinterpretation of certain rights will follow sometime down the road, and I'm concerned that my worst-case-scenario may become a reality. However, the most uniformly defended right, and the one most universally accepted as inviolable, is freedom of speech. Almost to the point of taking it for granted, we accept that we may say whatever we want at any time, almost without consequence. While there are few exceptions to this paradig

Love
by Untitled MeI once fell for a boy;only one word fit him--P e r f e c t.So I thought...Now perfection isa wasted term--like love whendesire interferes.Desire is a beautifulthing--but if not usedsparingly; it couldwreck your life.Yet--I was too ignorantto accept this warning--leading me to learnthe hardest way possible.I never wanted to bein love with a fairy taleboy--But I have nocontrol over myimperfect heart.Its love kills theurges I alwayshate to feel.Underneath it all--I learned one lessonessential to life...Never fall into the armsof abstract things...they can't catchthe invisible.xoxooxbestmoviestar

July 22nd, 2009
This one was very odd. Brad, me, my mum, and his father were at a picnic. There were GIGANTIC grabe. like, graped the shape and size of corndogs. and they were juicy, and delicous, and I nommed them lots. At one point, they became normal sized agai nand i was sad. then we went to the swingset and swung. Very odd.

Inspirational Poem
Inspirational PoemNever Give UpIn that dark lonesome placebetween a dream dreamedand a dream realized,I have left a little light for youso you will know that someone caresand believes in your dream.Just where it becomes the most darkand difficult to find your way,there is the light I left for you.It will light your way,through the doubt, the confusion,and the fears,It will stay with youall the way to the realizationof your dream.And when your dream has come true,please go back to that darkest placewhere you have been,And set the little light there to give heartto the next sweet soul that braves the pathto his or her dreams.Dreamers are the architects of greatness.There wisdom lies within their souls.Dream long enough and hard enoughand your dream can be attained.--- Unknown Authorxoxoxobestmoviestar

Today.
Greetings to the few who will actually read this for what it is worth. Day started norammly, was awake until about seven, went to lay down, slept until eleven. Woke up, went to work, left after about ten hours, work was slow. But to the eventful part, my phone was almost constantly ringing off the hook. Mostly people wanting to go drinking, can't too tired, and need to save cash. Moving on, actually got to talk to my buddy Dayne, hadn't spoke to him for about 3 monthes. We chilled, talkin' 'bout life, women, past romances, being burned, (Almost literally for me.) and whatthe future may hold. As well as a side track for physics, space, anit-matter, well you get the point. Finally he began to open up to his girlfriend, finally. I understand his rouble, but he really needs to open up more. All right, I'm getting agitated but you, thwe reader, don't undersand why. I was born September 11th 1985, worst birthday ever, I know. Nut seven and a half weeks later, oln Halloween

Wondering
i sit alone wondering what will be what could be i see people in my head and wonder wonder what might be what if and maybe seeing a wonderful person on the screen looking back at me talking and flirting all in fun but i wonder what fi maybe whats real whats fake whats fun whats serious i se the eyes and they say alot they some say helpme some say want me hold me need me then i wonder i have searched myself to find who i really am and i find that theres more to me than most people see sometimes i know what i want but it cant be had a day late and a doller short seemsto be the story of my life with wat really matters what will really make me happy so alls i can do is wonder wonder what will be what might be one day one day soon i will stop wondering and i will really know what the hell im doing in this world and ill wonder no more

Something New...
Since the moment i saw him life was worth while..a sence of being and a sence of style..brought into my life like a great surprise..he doesnt know it though he tries..hope and love will guide us through...all you should know is i think i love you

A Zero To The Left
Your memory lingers like a summer’s rain and it falls upon me. Like an exploring volcano is my passion for you. But a slow fire burns and soaks at the same time. I don’t know what to think; perhaps I’m just a zero to the left, and as much as I want to multiply my love times your scorn, I always get a zero.

Stargazers - Delight
This is for Savannah. The child that spent months and months watching her mother spin from the NO CRY ZONE of the pediatrics ward, where her older sister, Fae, lived for joy with my grandson Harper while he fought something we could not see. Leukemia. Then Savannah would watch her mother fall apart at home, stumbling and tumbling to the floor - wailing for things to be right and just. She kept her tears to herself. The only time I saw her cry was when she turned from kissing the still warm scalp of her Harper, when his body released his soul to soar. Now, there was a time when Savannah was a lima bean. I know this, and I have the pictures to prove it. It was the first time I saw my baby. An ultrasound of my little lima bean. Such potential was there for me to see and feel, to imagine and describe - so I did:

Love Crashes Down!
We were never ment to be baby we jus happened so pleasee don't mess up the trick hey im the new Slick Rick! Thay all say I move quick but we can't let the moment between us pass us by How could a godess ask someone thats average for advice OMG you listhin to that bitch? whoa its me baby this is tragic! I was flyin now Im CrAsHin! real bad Bad like when I sent you the news bout Michael Jackson Wish I could go back hate to kno im crashin don't evan know what the fuck jus happened see when love comes around it knocks you down said if i could go back id make it happen faster

July 30th
there are a lot of great guys out there but why are they so hard to find my mother said my was but he just acted crazy when ever he got around his friends , i dont know if thats the truth ne more or if is just trying to make me leave again me and michael argued last night and you would never think of something so stupid to argue over dinner he didnt eat because i didnt make cheeseburgers instead i made manwich do knwo how big of an arguement this lead to he didnt talk to me for the rest of the nite he was a complete ass hole to me all over some hamburger meat and to beat it all instead of telling me how he felt about me ne more he says the same way ifell about him what is it why cant a guy ever tell his real feelings and we arent talking about a young man either he is 40 yrs old and acts like his 10, well i guess that would be all for now but believe me stayed tuned there will be more

Think About It!!! ((let Me Know Your Thoughts))
I am reading this book, And I come to a part of the book that says this....AT SOME POINT IN OUR LIVES,MOST OF US WANT TO GO BACK TO A SIMPLIER,HEALTIER,OR HAPPIER TIME.WE CAN'T,BUT WE STILL KEEP DREAMING ABOUT HOW IT ONCE WAS. WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW IS, IF YOU COULD GO BACK TO THE HAPPIEST TIME IN YOUR LIVE, WHAT WOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHT NOW, OR MAYBE WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE? THINK ABOUT IT HALEY XXOX Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul; Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal; Not mourning for the things that disappear In the dim past, nor holding back in fear From what the future veils; but with a whole And happy heart, that pays its toll To Youth and Age, and travels on with cheer. So let the way wind up the hill or down, O'er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy: Still seeking what I sought when but a boy, New friendship, high adventure, and a crown, My heart will keep the courage of the quest, And hope the road's l

Penis
Penis Facts Average length of penis when not erect: 3.5 inches Average length when erect: 5.2 - 6.4 inches The Longest: 13 inches The Smallest: 5/8 of an inch Largest penis in the animal kingdom: 11 feet (blue whale) Actual amount of semen per ejaculation: 1-2 teaspoons Average number of times a man will ejaculate in his lifetime: 7,200 Average # of times he will ejaculate from masturbation: 2,000 Average total amount of lifetime ejaculate: 14 gallons Av Sperm life: 2 1/2 months (from develo erage speed of ejaculation: 28 miles per hour

Obummer's First 4 Month In Office
--- IT IS HARD NOT BEING NERVOUS WITH BO AND THE DEMOCRATS AT THE WHEEL.THE CABINET AND THE CZARS ARE RUNNING WITH THE BALL AND WE UNABLE TOSTOP THEM. Are you all feeling safe?????????????????????? .If you are, you have a really BIG Problem. First 4 Months Accomplishments Observations on the President's Early Days: 1. Offended the Queen of England. 2. Bowed to the King of Saudi Arabia. 3. Praised the Marxist Daniel Ortega. 4. Kissed Hugo Chavez on the cheek. 5. Endorsed the Socialist Evo Morales of Bolivia. 6. Announced we would meet with Iranians with no pre-conditions. 7. Gave away billions to AIG also without pre-conditions. 8. Expanded the bailouts. 9. Insulted everyone who has ever loved a Special Olympian. 10. Doubled our national debt. 11. Announced a termination of the space defense system the day after the North Koreans launched an ICBM. 12. Despite the urgings of his own CIA director and the prior 4 CIA directors, released information on intelligence ga

Dream Sequence 8.0
I know in the past when I’ve posted dreams the storyline ran fluid. Unfortunately, with last nights dream, there was so much going on that if the detail is hazy I’m leaving it out. I’m surprised how well I’ve developed my ability to remember as much as I do, but don’t for a moment think it was an easy task! For the longest time I was afraid to post my dreams, let alone talk about them. As you have seen and will read today, you can understand why. The first sequence was way too hazy to remember but I know it had something to do with a drive thru. So I’ll start with what I remember the most.I was riding in the back of my parents suburban with a girl I used to work with named Markie. We were pulling up to my parents’ house, which also happens to be the house grew up in. I was meeting my older brother, Joel, there to grab my belongings and move to my friends’ (Chris Rogers) mother’s house. Markie was moving there as well, which is stran

The Pot
Who are you to wave your finger? Ya' must have been out your head. Eye hole deep in muddy waters. You practically raised the dead. Rob the grave, to snow the cradle. Then burn the evidence down. Soapbox, house of cards, and glass, So don't go tossin' your stones around. You must have been high. You must have been high. You must have been. Foot in mouth, and head up ass. So whatcha talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'til you pull it out, boy! You must have been, so high. You must have been, so high. Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. King Guru done hung the juror with the innocent. Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo Got lemon juice up in your...EYE! When you pissed all over my black kettle You must have been HIGH, HIGH You must have been HIGH, HIGH Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters F***in' hypocrite. Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference? Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innoc

Az Here We Come
well tomorrow we head off into the great unknown .... leaving NC and heading to AZ ... i have been only on the east coast pretty much my whole life cept vacations as a kid we went to Cali and texas and such... im nervous but so excited ... im bout to jump right outta my skin im so ready to roll out... Harley is calm .... i envy his conviction and ease which he handles things .. he calms me but not enuf in this circumstance ... getting all the last minute stuff done tomorrow and leaving in the evening/nite... will be a 30 hour trip or so ... with two kids and one more driving with us in his car.. when Master said "I am coming to take you and the kids back with me " he was serious. im lucky and excited and nervous and giddy all at once... send up prayers that no road hazards hit us and that we all get there safely if yall will ... i am blessed by God to be able to be with the man who lights my life with His smile and calms my soul with His sure voice.. and starts passion with a mere loo

The Game Of Consecration
“And this is the thing that thou shalt do unto them to hallow them, to minister unto me in the priest’s office: Take one young bullock, and two rams without blemish, And unleavened bread, and cakes unleavened tempered with oil, and wafers unleavened anointed with oil: of wheaten flour shalt thou make them.” The twenty-ninth chapter of Exodus picks up, after the instructions for the sacred vestments that Moses’ brother Aaron and his four sons are to wear as the priests, how they’re to be prepared or hallowed in order to serve the LORD. It’s an example others are to see and act upon; if Aaron and his sons in order to serve the LORD as He desires have to consecrate – that is, make themselves pure through sacrifice and offering – themselves, so do they. Even though the children of Israel aren’t all called upon to be priests. Verse three shows the unleavened – without yeast to make it rise, commemorating the bread consumed in E

Just Wanted To Share ....not A Poem...
I may not live the rich life style, but the things that I do have...the people that are in my life ...I value every day of my life. I have my two boys...they keep me strong and determined...they are the reason why I wake up every morning and thank God for what he has given me. They are the reason for making me believe that everything is possible, if you work hard for it ...you will achieve it and succeed in doing so. At one point in my life ...a few months ago ...I felt so alone and depressed...felt that no one cared or loved me...I was drinking a lot to make me feel good ...go to bed and cry myself to sleep at night...I was so miserable but yet I didn't let my fears, my pain, my sorrows show ...I was not going to show how much I was hurting and wanting to be with someone ...to hold, to care, to love. After being alone many nights...Thoughts went thru my mind...about my life and what I can I do to make it better, greater! I realized that I didn't need someone in my life....what I neede

Another Poem
sunrise in your eyes i watched the sunrise in your eyes today all the reds ans blues shimmering off water the light clouds streaking across the sky just added to the beautie of it all i could only imagine what you feel like in my arms at this moment feeling you close to me see the sun rise with you only takes my breath away when you turn to face me and the sun rises behind you you seem to blend in to the background fade into the rise of the sun i reach out to you and you disapear as the sun rises higher your gone and i am all alone wit just the thought of you by my side and i remember the sunrise in your eyes

Original Poem By Fallenman76
As I walk alone in this life of pain and misery I hide the suffering I feel by faking a smile for all of the world to see No one can look inside of my heart None of you can see that I am falling apart Sometimes all you need is someone to care Longing for love you look only to find that no one is there You desperately look for a shimmer of hope You don't want to admit that you are at the end of you rope Just when you think that all of your choices are at an end You turn a corner and become embraced by your true friends

Chris Ayala's P.o.v. On Women And Their Issues Part 1: Fat Vs. Thick
INTRODUTION: Hello friends, this is the first time i have ever spoken my mind on this site, but have to address an issue that has been annoying me for some time. In various jobs I have had wheather corporate, bartending, personal training, or others I have had to hear the mouth of women and their issues. The issues tend to vary based on situations such as weight, appearance, relationships, personal self worth, etc . I am taking this opportunity to express my opinion and feelings about these situations. I am in NO WAY degregating or critizing ANY WOMAN that this may apply to, so please do not be offended. It is not my intent to insult anyone, but just to give my point of view, and anyone who reads this can respond to it and give me there feedback. I welcome everyone to read and respond to this and give their opinion as well. Once again I am basing this soley on my life experiences, and IS JUST MY POINT OF VIEW. This week I am going to address the issue with women and their weight. PAR

My Heart
my heart,is torn all apart,i long for a new start,longing for missing part,of my heart,the emptiness feels like a dart,that hits my soul,as the hole,in my heart gets bigger,just pull the the trigger,shoot me now,for i dnt knw hi was meant to feel such pain,as my tears start to stain,my soul with such pain that i cry,as i try so hard to forget,luv is such bullshit!~meow~

Metal Albums
in no particular order...01. Slayer - Seasons In The Abyss02. At The Gates - Slaughter Of The Soul03. Judas Priest - Painkiller04. S.O.D. - Speak English Or Die05. Metallica - Master Of Puppets06. Morbid Angel - Covenant07. Satyricon - Now, Diabolical08. Ozzy Osbourne - No Rest For The Wicked09. Iron Maiden - The Number Of The Beast10. 3 Inches Of Blood - Advance & Vanquish11. GWAR - America Must Be Destroyed12. Venom - Black Metal13. Manowar - Hail To England14. King Diamond - Abigail15. Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Power16. Fight - War Of Words17. Megadeth - Countdown To Extinction18. Destruction - The Antichrist19. Toxic Holocaust - An Overdoes Of Death20. Carnivore - Retaliation21. Motorhead - Rock N Roll22. Moonspell - Sin/Pecado23. Dimmu Borgir - Death Cult Armageddon24. Carcass - Necroticism25. Kreator - Pleasure To Kill26. Exodus - The Fabulous Disaster27. Sepultura - Arise28. Kyuss - Blues For The Red Sun29. Evile - Enter The Grave30. Strapping Young Lad - City

Stop Complaning
I am so sick of people bitching about their jobs. Going to work, their boss is a prick, they don't have time to do the laundry, well guess what welcome to the real world where you have to work for a living. Also if you are going to bitch don't bitch to one of the people lumped up in the 9.5% of Americans who are unemployed, you will not get any pity at all! I really would like for some of these people who are bitching about their job to get laid off and see how it feels. I'm done, if you are going to IM me and bitch about work just forget it, I will close out the IM, or block you. I lost A LOT when Discover Card told me “there's the door.” All my friends were at work, and now that we all aren't working together it is so hard getting together to see each other, all my friends are married with kids, it was the only time they ever got to be outside of the house without them. Please people all I ask is for you to stop complaining about having a job, yeah it may be

Religious Survey
IMPORTANT RELIGIOUS SURVEY 1. How did you find out about your deity? __ Newspaper __ Holy Book __ Television __ Divine Inspiration __ My Mama Done Tol' Me __ Near Death Experience __ NPR __ Tabloid __ Mail Order __ Burning Shrubbery __ Other (specify): _____________ 2. Which model deity did you acquire? __ Eris __ Bob __ Coyote __ Allah __ Father, Son & Holy Ghost [Trinity Pak] __ Vernon __ Krishna __ Gaia __ Zeus and entourage [Olympus Pak] __ Odin and entourage [Valhallah Pak] __ Satan __ Ra __Bhudda __ Other (specify): _____________ 3. Did your God come to you undamaged, with all parts in good working order and with no obvious breakage or missing attributes? __ Yes __ No If no, please describe the problems you initially encountered here: Please indicate all that apply: __ Not eternal __ Not omniscient __ Does not occupy/inhabit entire cosmos __ Not omnipotent __ Requires burnt offerings __ Requires virgin sacrifices __ Other (specify): _____________ 4

Win A 3 Day Blast
I will be hosting an auction starting August 25th and ending Sept. 1st. This will be like every other auction, however at the end whoever has the most picture ratings will win a 3-day blast. If you are interested in joining the auction please send me a private message for more details.

What Will People Think
"What Will people think?" That phrase crystallizes our fear of being different. Everyone has this need to be a part of something, to be included. The very nature of being a Jesus Freak is to thrust away from mob mentality, awy from the things that society tells us to care about. And that can be scary. "What people think if I'm different? What will they think of my opion is weird? Who will like me if I stand out?" But every time I stand back and look at the big picture, I see little of what God sees. I see the potential to make a difference. And I get the courage to break awya from the crowd. When take a look into history, it is filled with some the biggest Jesus Freaks of all time: those who stood out from the crowd enough to be called martyrs. If Jesus was willing to give his life for me, and if these people, these martyrs, were willing to give up their lives for Him, how much does it take for me to truly dedicate my days on earth to him? Our mission may not involve hanging o

Owner Of Exicto Diabolus
Saturday, 2009 August 22 (09:51:16) [09:51] retributions_darkness: If I get banned for this oh well.[09:52] retributions_darkness: But dude in a way i'm glad you took my mods, cause all you seem to care about is replacing what numbers you lost man, now don't get me wrong I like the lounge and I don't want to leave, but look at it from my point of view, you know i'm right.[11:48] deadonarrival_666: you resigned as greeter and told me to take you rname out of the slideshow[11:48] deadonarrival_666: and then you started running off my friends[11:48] deadonarrival_666: i've had nonstop complaints about you and i've defended you since day one[11:48] deadonarrival_666: now why WOULDNT i take your mods[11:48] retributions_darkness: I said put my name in the slideshow[11:49] retributions_darkness: you misunderstood me [11:49] retributions_darkness: lulz.[11:49] deadonarrival_666: and i took your mods AS SOON as you ran off cuddle slut[11:49] deadonarrival_666: because i had 10 yahoo windows

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

The Abortion Poem That I Wrote.
I would have… By: Susan Horne I would have been a doctor, a lawyer, or a teacher I could have been a mother, a lover, or a preacher I would have graduated high school in the top of my class I could have made figurines out of the finest glass I would have been a good friend to you I could have said the three most important words: I love you. I would have been the stranger you pass by on the street I could have been that person you would love to meet I would have been that novelist that writes intriguing stories I could have been the person in a garage band making noise I would have been your best friend if I could have been given the chance I could have been that person you would give a second glance I would have been the one that you saw in the coffee shop I could have been that policeman or that mall cop I would have been your next president if my life wasn’t cut short I could have been the judge sitting in court But I will never be those things that I have just said

September 11 ( 9/11 ) Story
"You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I. I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Good-Bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, "Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK...I am ready to go." I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night. I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said. "Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now." I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered. I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was wit

My Sister My Friend
My sister is the oldest of us four she's 54 years old and going through some hell, she has crippling arthritis through out her body, and has been going for these treatments like kemo it makes you sick as well its a cartilage replacement therapy. plus on top of that she has Fibromyalgia is a chronic condition characterized by widespread pain in your muscles, ligaments and tendons, as well as fatigue and multiple tender points — places on your body where slight pressure causes pain. Fibromyalgia occurs in about 2 percent of the population in the United States. Women are much more likely to develop the disorder than are men, and the risk of fibromyalgia increases with age. Fibromyalgia symptoms often begin after a physical or emotional trauma, but in many cases there appears to be no triggering event. I hate to see my sister in so much pain at such a young age or any age but now from the medicine she is on she is bleeding from the rectum and that just scares me i already lost 1 fami

Doctor Miss Treatment
Just wrote to the head of the Intermountain Healthcare about my doctor and his miss treatment of my family. I am posting it on here to let everyone know about it. I know a lot of you are not in Utah but if you ever think of coming through here, or even moving here, you will be forewarn about this doctor. So here is the letter. . .~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Friday, August 28, 2009To Whom It Concern:I am writing to you today about the treatment my family and I have received from Dr. Douglas R. Newbold, MD (West 4700 South Ste 105, Taylorsville, UT 84118; (801)840-2100). My family and I have been seeing him now for about five or six years now, and for the last year and a half my mother, sister and myself have been telling him of my father's failing memory; but all Dr. Newbold seems to do is laugh about it and tells us to stop being mean. We have explained to Dr. Newbold that my father's father had been diagnosed with Alzheimer at a young

Application For Chocolate Buttplug
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Just A Matter.
Love is something speacil Trust is just like love Honesty is what binds them together To be up front with the one you love Too tell them things you should An not hide them or omit them To hid and omit shows no trust or honesty For when one finds out it hurt's An makes one wonder if love was there Or If it all was just a matter of convenience.

To Everyone Out There Who Sometimes Feel Lost
Take comfort where you find it That is what life is feel it all There is adversity everywhere Especially when it comes to love But there are people out there who live a meaningful life by forgiving there mistakes they made Not only do they find love but also to learn to love again so laugh out loud , live each moment like its your last , and love like there is no tomarrow. Remember you only get one chance at this thing called life !

Show Some Outrage
Ok so guitar hero 5 was just released and again the didnt put a single led zeppling song in the game. WTF? Then I learned that they give you a copy of van halen if you buy guitar hero 5. Ok so we have aerosmith and van halen. Jimmy page is like the best guitarest still alive so I only have one question. What do zepp lovers have to do to get some songs on a guitar hero?

How Do You Travel Through Life?
You Hike Through Life Your journey through life is challenging, exhilarating, and at times difficult. You are curious about the world, and you're willing to go off the beaten path to satisfy your thirst for knowledge. Your mind is always alert and churning something over. You enjoy solving problems, and adversity makes you feel alive. You are both independent and skeptical. You often need to see something with your own eyes before you'll believe it. How Do You Travel Through Life?

New Changes Started
As you are aware I am new this site and the lifestyle of BDSM. With the help of my Daddy I have come along way and I am grateful for everything he has done for me. Before being introduced to this lifestyle I would never have taken the pictures I have posted. With his guidance and patience he has transformed me from a boring female into a sexy, hot slave / slut I am today. My rewards will come to me at the end of September when MasterDaddySir and I come together for a wild rough intense training schedule we have planned for a 4 day weekend. It will be my fantasy come true and I only have Daddy to thank for that. Also Daddy has been a tower of strenght for my kids and I. He has stepped up and has become the kids step-dad and I couldn't be more honored or privilged to have him in my life and the kids. He is an awesome step-dad, strict but understanding and that is what is needed in rearing up kids today.

Pissed
I had texted my ex last night asking when he would be home again because there was some stuff that I needed to talk to him about. he said he was hanging out with friends...well duh. I said "when will you stop avoiding me so we can talk?" He said he would come home earlier than usual...he would usually come home by 7-8am... I told him I'll stay up as long as I could. I had only gotten a few hours of sleep that day so I fell asleep early. I heard him home around 4amish so at least he did come home early but I was in bed. I get up today to go to the bank, do some errands, visit a friend because I hadn't seen her in forever for a short visit and I come home and he's gone. I texted him when he would be home again and he said he was hanging out. He knew that I wanted to talk to him and he just fuckin' goes out again...I said..well I take it you won't be home again and that I needed to talk to him. He told me we could talk Monday because he has a open day. well how nice that I can fit i

Life Is Hard
Life is Hard I knew it was my dark life that was talking to me, Its always hard to not listen when reason is the truth, And the pain reminds you how bad you want things in life, But when I see you in front of me and my dark feelings tend to go away and it seems like it has never happened, But when things seem so bad its just ends up in fighting or just living in regret, It will be in the back of my mind so i won't forget, While siting in a pitch black room i can only feel and hear how my heart beats when i think of you, But i can't fix anything that will need a redo, I wish i could go into the past but i have no power to do so, Also remeber I do love you and i do mean that.

Obama's Spawning .....
The Foundation Ten-Point Program Vision Legacy Home e-mail The Ten Point Plan WE WANT FREEDOM. WE WANT POWER TO DETERMINE THE DESTINY OF OUR BLACK AND OPPRESSED COMMUNITIES. We believe that Black and oppressed people will not be free until we are able to determine our destinies in our own communities ourselves, by fully controlling all the institutions which exist in our communities. WE WANT FULL EMPLOYMENT FOR OUR PEOPLE. We believe that the federal government is responsible and obligated to give every person employment or a guaranteed income. We believe that if the American businessmen will not give full employment, then the technology and means of production should be taken from the businessmen and placed in the community so that the people of the community can organize and employ all of its people and give a high standard of living. WE WANT AN END TO THE ROBBERY BY THE CAPITALISTS OF OUR BLACK AND OPPRESSED COMMUNITIES. We believe that this racist government has

Attorney- Witness
These are from a book called 'Disorder in the American Courts' and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place. ____________ _________ _________ _________ _____ ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all? WITNESS: Yes. ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory? WITNESS: I forget. ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot? ____________ _________ _________ _________ ____ ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning? WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam? ____________ _________ ____ ___________ ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year- old, how old is he? WITNESS: He's twenty, much like your IQ. ____________ _________ _________ _________ ____ ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was ta

Your Ask Who Is The Black Dahlia? ( Care To Take Time To Read About Her?)
On January 15, 1947 a housewife named Betty Bersinger left her home on Norton Avenue in the Leimert Park section of Los Angeles, bound for a shoe repair shop. She took her three-year-old daughter with her and as they walked along the street, coming up on the corner of Norton and 39th, they passed by several vacant lots that were overgrown with weeds. She couldn’t help but feel a little depressed as she looked out over the deserted area. Development had been halted here, thanks to the war, and the open lots had been left looking abandoned and eerie. Betty felt slightly disconcerted and then shrugged it off, blaming her emotional state on the gray skies and the cold, dreary morning. As she walked a little further along, she caught a glimpse of something white over in the weeds. She was not surprised. It wasn’t uncommon for people to toss their garbage out into the vacant lot and this time, it looked as though someone had left a broken department store mannequin

Rain
Rain fell last night...quiet, gentle rain, That tapped against my window pane. And called me back from troubled sleep, To soothe a heart too numb to weep. My lonliness was too deep and real, And like a wound that would not heal, It throbbed within me, and I knew My arms were empty without you. But as I listened to the sound, Of soft rain falling on the ground, I heard your voice, tender and clear, Calling my name, and oh my dear, I threw my window open wide. To let the sweet rain rush inside, It kissed my lips, my eyes, my hair, And my love, I knew that you were there. Tears that my heart could not release, Fell down from heaven, bringing peace, Last night while gray clouds softly wept, I held you in my arms and slept.

Upcoming Birthday News
Yesterday I got an invite to a Slot Tournament on my birthday (October 20) and I can't wait to go! The sad part is that everyone has work so it looks like I am going to be spending my birthday alone again. :( But hey at less I will hopefully win some free money. Other then that all is going OK with me, I have a job interview tomorrow (Monday, September 14, 2009) and I also got my money from the state of Utah to pay for school, so I can go down and pay them to get my start date. Besides all of that, I'm very bored, and really hoping that school will bring some friends of all kinds, lord knows I need some. :)

Grr
Is it really that fucking hard to rinse out your used dishes and put them into the dishwasher?? I'm about to take my dishes away. Seriously, how fuckin' hard is it? He still doesn't do much cleaning...He'll take his piles of trash from his "room" to the kitchen garbage and over fill it...and doesn't take out the trash! He hasn't done that in forever! He gathered all his dishes and just pilled them into the sink...I've told him numerous times not to put the glasses into the sink because they can break. So what...he just gathers up his trash and dishes then leaves them for me to do!? I don't care if you're not home a lot but do you're fucking share of cleaning and don't keep leaving me all that crap. Is he wanting another agrument with me!? I just want to strangle him....

Watching The Sun Rise
watching the sun rise this morning i wondered where my life is going what am i doing , is it all worth it, trying to make a difference in someones life can be a vary hard task to accomplish, so i just be myself rock out maake people laugh and listen to what people have to say. i look beside me and theres noone there on either side of me. im all alone. is it by choice? sercumstances, bad dissisions, well i have learned alot in my life time. i treat people like i want to be treated and most times it works out sometimes i see myself as an easy target but i get past that and do my best not to be taken advantave of and i dont take advantage of anyone else. sometimes i look for love but its out os lonlyness at times. no one likes to be alone but sometimes alone is good. so as i look to the morning sky i see that there is a new day new people to meet and love to be found will it be for me or will love just be what it always has been for me ..never worth the pain that it makes me feel when i

A Day To Remember
OUR HEARTS ARE SADDEN AND FILL WITH HATE FOR WHAT THOSE COWARDS DID ON THAT DATE THEY COULD NOT ATTACK US LIKE REAL MEN WOULD BUT YET HAD TO BLIND SIDE US AND ATTACK WITH OUT WARNING HITTING THOSE TOWERS AND THE PENTAGON TOO BUT LITTLE DID THEY KNOW THAT THEY AWAKENED A BEAST AND THAT THE PRESIDENT WOULD NOT LET IT SLEEP HE UNLEASHED IT WITH ALL ITS MIGHT AND NOW THERE WISH THEY HAD NOT STARTED THIS FIGHT HE SENT BRAVE MEN AND WOMAN TO FIGHT FOR THOSE WHO WHERE LOST ON THE DREADFUL DAY THEY ARE PROUD TO GO TO FIGHT FOR THE FLAG THAT WAVES BRIGHTER AND STRONGER EACH AND EVERYDAY THE FLAG HAS THREE COLORS AND MANY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY MEAN SO HERE IS A BREAK DOWN AS I HAVE SEEN: RED IS FOR BLOOD THAT HAS BEEN SHED;THE BLUE IS TO LET THE WORLD KNOW THAT WE ARE TRUE; AND WHITE THIS IS THE ONE THAT TELLS THE WORLD WE ARE NOT AFFRAID TO FIGHT SO IF WE ALL THINK BACK TO THAT HORRIFIC DAY, AND JUST LET US PRAY AND THANK GOD THAT YOU LIVE IN THE U.S.A.....jro

Screw The Working Man
Man im in a pissy mood about some stuff. One of my friends had worked as a bus driver for twenty years. Three months ago she found out she had cancer. The doctor took her off the bus due to her cemo. Since she is not working. The school district took her off payroll and she lost her insurance. The only way she can keep her insurance is through COBRA. At 1600 dollars a month compared to 85 dollars she was paying as an active employee. She did go out for her retirement wich can take 6-8 months to recieve. She could not get welfare, food stamps, ssi or anything to help out. Crazy thing is... 1 prescription she takes is over 5000 dollars. I work a decent job and have insurance. I pay 180 or so a month for it and now they raised my deductibles and copays so high that I cant afford to go to the doctor at all. I am better off telling the doctor that I have no insurance... Yet, what makes me mad is that the people who work and pay their bills, doing the right thing gets shafted. Whil

Bucket List
Things you have done during your lifetime: ( ) Gone on a blind date. (x) Donated Blood (x) Skipped school (x) Watched someone die ( ) Been to Canada (x) Been to Mexico (x) Been to Florida (x) Been to Hawaii (x) Been on a plane (x) Been on a helicopter (x) Been lost ( ) Gone to Washington, DC ( ) Hugged a homeless person (x) Swam in the ocean (x) Swam with Stingrays (x) Been sailing in the ocean (x) Cried yourself to sleep (x) Played cops and robbers (x) Recently colored with crayons (x) Ran a marathon (x) Sang Karaoke ( ) Volunteered at a soup kitchen ( ) Paid for a meal with coins only ( ) Been to the top of the St. Louis Arch ( ) Seen the Northern Lights ( ) Been Parasailing ( ) Been on TV (x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't (x) Made prank phone calls (pardon me, but your cows are in my yard...) (x) Been down Bourbon Street in New Orleans (x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose ( ) Fed an elephant (x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue (x) Fired a g

A Broken Heart
A broken heart is broken for no reason a broken heart could be broken for severl reason depends on the person.As for my broken heart is been broken for no reason.As for mine it's been broken for so long it will take only Mr.Right to repair my broken heart.I know I'm the prettiest or the skinniest but I'm human and have feelings,I've been lied to cheated on in every relahionship.My broken heart may take time to heal until then please don't break my heart as it's still broken.

I Haft To Get This Off My Chest.
I was told we will just be friends. I said I was ok that's not a problem. But every day that goes by I think of you. I try not 2 but I can't help myself. I wonder how things are going. Wondering if you doing ok. We don't talk any more. It's driving me nutz. I miss your voice. I miss your smile, I have a few pic's It's just not the same. I told you I loved you the momment I seen you. I didn't lie I ain't saying it just to say it I do I love you more than anything. My ex's say's she wishes she was you. But she's not she's a great person and has a great heart. But in the end she isn't you we may have a great child. Yet she isn't you I don't know if I can handle this any more. Every time you say you love me and things are going good. Poof your gone saying Im being 2 pushy or ur not ready. Then you come back around. I'm on a coaster ride from hell. And aslong as it's you I will be on it for life. For I love you dearly and no matter what I'll be here by your side. I

Our Soldiers...
You stay up for 16 hours.He stays up for days on end.You take a warm shower to help you wake up.He goes weeks without running water.You complain of a 'headache' and call in sick.He gets shot at as other are hit,and keeps moving forward.You talk trash about your buddies that aren't with you.He knows he may never see any of his ever again.You complain about how hot it is.He wears his heavy gear,not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his forehead.You get mad at the waiter for getting your order wrong.He doesn't get to eat today.Your mad that your class got held 5 minutes over.He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.You roll your eyes when your baby cries.He gets a letter with pictures of his new baby,and wonders if they'll ever meet.If you dont forward this we will just see how conceited you really are. Just fwd if your supporting the troops.

Here"s To U {girls}
Here's to all those girls who used to be his number one. The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, I only want to be your friend,one day, and the next, listened to him say how much he loves and misses you. We deserve something, and this is our tribute.Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change. We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, caught shit from our parents, and even snuck around to see him for a while. We went through the great stage with no f

Evil
'You know I can't believe you,all the things you say,they're not true. [oh oh oh]But I fear I can't just leave you.All I feel is that I need you my love.This is all my spirit can take,anymore and I will surley meet decay.Won't you reach out and touch my heartache,feel it beating, please don't throw it away.I can't believe your careless lies,your burning eyes, pass through me.I never thought our love would die,but how could I, I could not see.Baby girl you know I need you,can't believe that you would leave me this way.If my pain will not appease you,so it please you I've got nothing to say.I now begin to realise,you're not the girl I once knew.But deep beneath those hollow eyes,reasons that die in part of you, of you.I will cry, cry for you, for you, I will cry, cry for you.Come on though you shut the moon out,as though it were bright as sun in the day.I would crawl through a demention in your head,you would show me a way.I can't believe your careless lies,your burning eyes, pass throug

The Howling
We've been seeing what you wanted, Got us cornered right now Falling asleep from our vanity May cost us our lives I hear them getting closer Their howls are sending chills down my spine And time is running out now, They're coming down the hills from behind When we start killing It's all coming down right now From the nightmare we've created I want to be awakened somehow (Wanna be awakened right now) When we start killing It all will be falling down From the hell that we're in All we are is fading away When we start killing We've been searching on and on But there's no trace to be found It's like they all have just vanished But I know they're around I feel them getting closer Their howls are sending chills down my spine And time is running out now They're coming down the hills from behind When we start killing It's all coming down right now From the nightmare we've created I want to be awakened somehow (Wanna be awakened right now) When we start killing It all will be falling dow

Everything
please someone tell me what it is i should do because as of right now my heart is thru i tried so hard to cope really gave it a try and yet all i hear is nothing but lies dont tell me you love me or even that you care just because you speak the words doesnt put the feelings there you look into my eyes yet never really see everything that could have been everything that was me Outlaw Angel

Hell Yeah
Evil Never Dies has a cool contest coming up! I will give you the time, date and other specifics ones we have a few more of the ideas down. So far, the Idea that I have for those who can drive or have cars is to put E.N.D on your license plate. Whether it be your back plate, or front glamour plate it doesn't matter. Hell, get it airbrushed on your car and you're in the running! I have run this by Maya and she likes it so I am asking you to think of some cool Ideas too. Here are some examples of the plates: END HATE, 666HATE666, END4LIFE or EvilovEND, Please and just make sure that it as E.N.D. on it. If you're going to airbrush feel free to be more creative with what you use!!! We will be having prizes for all contests so come up with ideas and be sure to run them by me and I well type it all up. I need each and every one of you to join in on this please. No idea is a bad idea and we'll push through as many as we can. Of course we wont be able to use every one but we'll do all we can t

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Thoughts From Grandma
My Grandmother had heart surgery this past week. I've spent almost every minute with her at the hospital. After a long visit with her tonight, I just had to share a few things we talked about while they were still fresh in my mind. We sat and took a stroll down memory lane. Her rambling and telling me things about my Grandfather that I never got to know. He past years before I was born. About how he proposed to her and how they would spend hours talking about everything or nothing at all. She said Babo (my pet name she calls me) dont ever settle for something or someone that only gives you a minute of their time when you deserve a lifetime. She made me long to live in a much more simple time. When romance was blooming. Promises made were kept. Hearts were meant to be loved not to be broken. When true love meant forever which meant exactly that FOREVER! Ahhhh the simple things in life. I can't help but wonder where they have gone. As much as I have enjoyed this past few days

Sigh
Stupid jerk never came home last night to leave the car. I know he's over at his gf's house like usual. I'm hoping that he would give it back before he hangs out with his friends later on tonight, for nerd night, so I can go out with my mom like we planned. I'll text him later on cause I know he's sleeping. He's a day sleeper. I need the car for work tomorrow too cause I'm picking up a extra 12 hours at work. I don't want to walk to work at 4:30am....I work at 5:30am and it's a 45 minute walk. Plus it's been freezing outside and rainy...no buses to take me to work at that time and no one I know else drives. Plus, not after what happened to me at the theater yesterday...I dont' want to be out alone. It's not fair. All he is doing is hanging out with his nerd friends and his gf. He'll borrow a car for himself to do his stupid things and not get another car for me like he said he would. People tell me I don't need my own car to get to places but no way in hell I'm going to do certain thi

Apothacary Lover
A succulent aroma of mingled scents, an elixer of slow brewed wanton lust permeates the air and swirls as if in perfumed dance, created by you, my apothecary lover, I inhale deeply as you stir a lifetime of want, desire pulses through my veins and heats my blood to create a simmering lava pool at the very core of my womanly essence, Your words evoke a dark erotic sadness that stirs my slumbering desires and I am suspended in a gossamer web of illusion stoked to an inferno of want through your penned journey of conflicting passions, Carnal needs seek release as golden candles cast their erie glow upon this woman's breast, with nipples erect in breath stopping anticipation of your touch, There is no shame as I wait in lusty lonliness for you are love's illusionary master,an arsenic drip of longing into my veins I open to embrace this poisoned palpatation of timeless want,the ebb and flow of despair, Desire created by you, my chemist of passion's dreams. Darlene

Merging Souls
Merging Souls: In pure blue he becomes my will,my mind, Hot upsurging streams of passion flows fiery Island red, As his lips caress my ear and whisper's white nape's neck, And we are statued in this moment of white aura perfection, Urgent finger's soft touch tie my soul with silk ribbon, As the shy moons velvet kiss casts shadows licks, This memory etched on two hearts that make one beat, An eternal committment, never to see love's death face,Or writhe on sorrow's cold agony alter, Screaming despair's throaty cries, Nor become the bleached bones of love's carcass, Crystal tears form like diamond drops of happiness, And fill the chalice with future's promise.

Ready For Our 13.0.0.0.0
“We live in a techno-immersed, materially oriented society that seems somewhat bewildered by where rational, empirical science might be taking us. This may be why the mystical, escapist explanations of a galactic endpoint, replete with precise mathematical, historical, and cosmic underpinnings (masquerading as science), have such wide appeal. In an age of anxiety we reach for the wisdom of ancestors – even other peoples’ ancestors – that might have been lost in the drifting sands of time. Perhaps the only way we can take back control of our disordered world is to rediscover THEIR lost knowledge and make use of it. And so we romanticize the ancient Maya.” The current issue of Archeology magazine has an article regarding what the Maya calendar’s date for the end of the world – December 21 or 23, 2012 depending how you align calendars – may well entail. In the last decade or so, it’s been the latest cottage industry regarding som

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I Wasn't Going To, But...........
I wasn't going to write about what happened Sunday watching the bears. Figured all my friends here would leave me if I did, but then my friend and I talked and I decided what the hell, it happened and I can't take it back si I might as well share it my friends here like I have everything else. Anyway, here goes.....I mentioned last blog entry that Tina and her mom participated in our weekly sex party, nothing sexual happened between them but it was so fucking wierd seeing mom and daughter having sex in same room. Anyhow, Tina and her Mom wanted to come back and join us again, at first I was No Fucking Way!!!! but all during the week Tina kept pestering me and since nothing happened between them and Tina's mom is so cute and sexy, I relented and said it was okay. Guess I was thinkin with my pussy instead of my brain hehehehe!!!!! Anywho, Sunday came along and I was waiting with my friend, the game wasn't until the night but we decided to make it earlier. I was a lil nervous but ha

A Kiss Goodbye. *original By Living Dead Doll*
Many years i have hushed my heartI knew these feelings right from the startSitting and waiting but forever trueHolding onto memories i made with youI miss your hug and sweet embrase I miss your smile always on your faceThe happiness you bring will never endThe strength you give me will never bendFor too long i have kept this inHoping for the day you would see withinSee through this wall i built so strongFeel this love It is never wrongI would die to go back and show you beforehow i was always craving this going back for moreThe times for us were never kindBroken hearts and unsound mindSomehow now we still stand tallSo many have waited to see us fallBut now we rise for the world to seeThat you and I were meant to beI only see one last requestAll i ask is you do your bestA kiss hello..A kiss for loveA kiss below and a kiss above..All these kisses need no reason why..but please dont ever give me a kiss goodbye

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The Feeling Within
The icy pain in thine own mind and soul feeds thy heart. An uncontrollable force that drives you when nothing else would. Wanting to feel the touch of another when you simply cannot. Wishing to turn back the hands of time so you could replay that moment that changed everything. You were someone to someone else now you are alone. You are empty inside. Needing to feel the pleasure of anothers touch or voice for that matter. Sometimes you feel alone and empty even though everyone else is around. There are times where you have laughed in sorrow because you feel so down. There are times where you feel you have pleased everyone, everyone but the one you care for. Wanting to live for another cause they never let you down. Trying to find the strength to live another day without the help of others. Wanting, needing with every being of your soul to be the one someone would call his or her own. You hate the way the loneliness makes you feel inside. Wanting to rip and tear this pain from your mind

Cant Believe
i cant believe what they say is true how could you be gone away forever never to beseen again on earth but you will always be seen in my eyes its still hard to this day to know that i missed your funeral it kills me day in and day out just to knowthat i didn't get to say my last good-byes to you the. the only person that ever truly cared for me no i didn't even make it to your brothers funeral and that kills me also but i wasn't nearly as close to him as i was to you my grandmother you were then just a grandmother your were my best friend we had alot of laughs but it is sad to think that we will never be able to have those laughs again on earth but you alwaysremember that i love you more then anything in this world you r my heart my soul and most of all your my grandmother the kids still ask about you every now and then but i haven't had the heart to tell them that they wont be able to see your smiling face in this world again we know you love us but still why did it have to come to an

Why Do I Always Mess Up
i dont know if im doomed or just have really bad karma but all i do is mess things up i find a great chic mess it up im tired of it i thought i was ready to move on and acctually give someone a damn shot but its just ugh im sick of this shit im sick of having a great friendship going with lots and lots of possiblities then boom someone else comes in the picture and im just thrown to the wayside it fucking sucks and im really kinda done with it

Prologue:
It had been almost a month since Mike told me never to call him again. I have cried myself to sleep ever since then. I awoke with a call from Teresa asking me to come over and drive her to the dollar store when I got a chance. “I’ll be right over”, I told her. I got up, took a hot shower, straightened my hair and headed to my room to get dressed. I thought to myself, “Okay, if I do see him, I want to look cute. Wait, he doesn’t want to see me, so it doesn’t matter. No, I will look cute.” I sat there for a good ten minutes arguing with myself on what I should wear. I finally decided on short jean shorts, a black tank top, and tennis shoes. I quickly ran down stairs and got into my car and headed to Sarasota. After fifteen minutes of driving I pulled up to Teresa’s door and honked. After a moment or two I saw Teresa walk out and get into my car. “Its been awhile since I have seen you last”, Teresa told me. “Yeah,

Remember My Last Blog???
Remember my last blog post…the one in which I chided myself about almost sending a not-very-nice email to someone I knew, regarding his virility…or lack thereof. I was very pleased that I resisted, and wondered where that demon which had obviously possessed me for a few moments had come from. After making the remark suggesting that he attempt the anatomically impossible with the incredibly inadequate, (yes I really honestly truly said exactly that!!) I truly never expected to hear another word from him. Guess what. I was wrong. Tonight he sent me a message over another web site, saying that it looked like everything was going well for me…which it is….but the astonishing part is that he contacted me at all. I mean, seriously folks, would you????? I am not going to answer him directly; however if I were. I would say that it is amazing how much better I feel after having purged my life of a narcissistic sadist who treated me as if I were something u

Shattered Image
I looked into the mirror,and saw a face with no name,i'd seen this face before,still it didn't look the same.Tears rolled down her cheeks,her eyes. wild with fear,her lips were moving up and down,but her words remained unclear.As beautiful as she was,no beauty could i see,the mirror wasn't broken,but her heart seemed to be.I smiled, but she didn't,i laughed, yet still she cried,she looked like she was living,but inside she must have died.I looked into the mirror,what did i really see?It was a shattered image,a reflection of me.

Writing, Yet Again!
Like I said,whether you heard or not,through waves crashingfrom commotion of ripplesyou unknowingly stir,this is why.This is whyI crawl up near,closer than comfort,to let your breathon my necklull us bothto sleep......because that is my home,not those walls.And this is whyI sometimes askfor you to comeand just be around,not hold me closeor kiss it better,but just to watch mewhen I cry......because privacyis too small a room.Anyway, like I said,because you never evenreally tried,you merely turn my conceptsinside out, just passing by......and then you havethe nerve to ask?

That Thing Called Writing
Brooding again with blue devilswho know me all too well as they always find what they leave behindThey welcome with tailscoiling around meslippery with anxiousnessThey whisper as theyplant seeds of doubtfertilize with liesthat endlessly multiplie Jettison this junkfrom my head to clear away moody logic Yes, although I love youorgasms don't fix everythinggive me time to eat my own heart outTomorrow I'll slip awaythen everything will be all right

Anti-christ
Not many people know about this film...and I suppose in good reason. It's a highly controversial film starring Willam Dafoe. Just to quickly graze over the plot: A man and woman (who are not given names...their credited as 'he' and 'she') lose their child in an accident and the woman is stricken by grief. I shouldn't say more but I will say most of the film takes place in a cabin located in a place called Eden. One of the main concepts of the film is that nature is Satan's playground, and visually this shows. Here's the tough part about this...I don't know how I fully feel about the movie. I'm so on the fence about it and I'm afraid to actually recommend it to anyone because they could very well hate me for doing so. So...I think this is the best way to do it... I dare you to watch Anti-Christ. It has some absolutely amazing shots. Simply put, their beautiful. On the other hand, it has some scenes that are terrifying, wrong and disgusting. I'll give it a 7/10. I'd give it a h

Poem I Wrote For My Dad.
I can’t stand this! Why won’t you listen? The words always come, but you’re never here to hear I’ve always wanted to see you, but you were in prison I always wondered where I’m from, but you ran away in fear So where do I fit in this world? When you say I’m a mistake Because if you didn’t know, I always hoped you’d save me You’ll never be able to afford, to me you’re just a fake To me the world blows, and the cravings won’t leave I just want to take those razors, and make myself bleed So you didn’t know me, but now you do So don’t bring up the favors, and make heed Since I were but three, we were through.

Update
so last time i wrote anything about my case i said they still had no contact with the victem guess what mother fucker is still in arizona and this time they made contact with him however to play in my favor they uncover some dirt on this guy and the fact i dont no if i can use this on him but he has 33,000$ for child supprt he had made no trys to pay off on top of that he made a big sceen when he went to the cable compeny they had to call the cops on him so iam hopeing that would be some what to get him and let the people in the court room know iam not a flight risk yeah granted i can be a lose cannon at times but only when provoke i dont deserve this specially when i was defending my self and i did not even touch the fucker my next court date is in dec 17 and before then my lawyer is asking me to see 2 doctors for rule 11 they want to know if iam mentelly stable enuff to go to trail my lawyer think its a good ideal for to buy some more time to work

My Biggest Fear!
my biggest fear is losing my nephew to his parents! i have been rasing him sicne he was 2months old.his pareants are alcohalics and both in rehab.he is 7months old now.i put his crib next to my bed at night cuz thats how scared iam.i don't wanna give him back even if they are sober and all better again.they put that child through hell!!! and i had to deal with it all since the day he was born!.i did everything for them. i love my nephew more then my own life! i have nightmares of him being kidnapped and i guess thats why i cannot sleep at night im too busy watching over him sleep so i don't. he is my entire life.

Pissed Off Lately.
WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF PERSON THINKS THAT A GOOD WAY TO MAKE CONVERSATION IS 'CAN I COME ALL OVER THEM FAT TITTIES'?!?!?!? SERIOUSLY. ONE, GET FUCKING BENT ON A RAZOR-LACED PINEAPPLE. TWO... IS THAT FUCKING SERIOUSLY HOW YOU INTRODUCE YOURSELF TO WOMEN?!?! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!? AND WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU EVER, EVER CALL PART OF A WOMAN FAT?! IS THAT A FUCKIGN COMPLIMENT TO YOU COCKBITES?! AND WHY THE FUCK DO ALL THESE SICK FUCKS SEEM TO FIND ME, NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I REPORT/BLOCK/IGNORE THEM?!?! AM I NTO ALLOWED TO FUCKING MAKE FRIENDS? ARE THESE FUCKS EVER GONNE GROW UP?!? IF YOU'RE OVER 25 AND STILL FUCKING ACTING LIKE THAT, YOU NEED TO BE EUTHANIZED. YOU ARE A WASTE OF SPACE AND OXYGEN. I'M NOT A FUCKTOY. I'M NOT ON WEBSITES FOR SEX, FOR MEETING POTENTIAL FUCKS OR BOYFRIENDS... I'M ON THE GOD DAMNED INTERNET TO TALK NERD SHOP AND MAKE FRIENDS SO THAT I DON'T GO INSANE WHEN I'M HOME ALONE. IS THAT A FUCKING CRIME?!?

Australians Don't Just Know Their Beer!
It took a lot of courage for this man to speak what he had to say for the world to hear. The retribution could be phenomenal, but at least he was willing to take a stand on his and Austrilia's beliefs. Whole world Needs A Leader Like This! Prime Minister Kevin Rudd - Australia Muslims who want to live under Islamic Sharia lawwere told on Wednesday to get out of Australia , as the government targeted radicals in a bid to head off potential terror attacks.. Separately, Rudd angered some Australian Muslims on Wednesday by saying he supported spy agencies monitoring the nation's mosques. Quote: 'IMMIGRANTS, NOT AUSTRALIANS, MUST ADAPT. Take It Or Leave It. I am tire

2009: The Thanks I Am Giving
I can honestly say that 2009 has probably been the best and worst year of my life and that this year, I have been through more and learned more than I ever have in my entire life. Right after New Year's I experienced a tradegy that left me in the hospital and took a lot of counseling to get over, but I did. On Monday, November 16th 2009 I had the scariest moment of my life. Around 4:48 p.m. I was on the way home from the gym. The road I live on is already extremely curvey and dangerous and to add to that, the city has loose gravel and tar on it from where they are fixing it. I was driving on the road and my tires slipped on some of the loose tar. I swerved into the other lane and immediately tried to correct myself to avoid a head on collison with another car. Instead of correcting myself back into my lane, I lost control of my car and it swerved off the side of the road, and flipped twice down a hill and landed upside down in my neighbor's yard. When the I felt the car flip the first

The Wall
5:00 am There is serenity in the waking, but never in the awoken. Every morning is the same day dawning in darkness, and with it, comes the pain. My fits of words are rambles, and the sun is spying over the horizon while I write by the flickering screen's light. My day has begun as the silence ends. Every day, is this day. Last night's dream, every night's dream, echoes with silent vibration on the underbelly of my waking mind. The sweat I feel that chills, isn't earned, as much as it's owed. I know what they see when they look up. I am Wyatt Earp. I am Josey Wales. I am John Wayne. I know what I see when I look up. I am stained in crimson and tears. I am clenched, white knuckled to the handle. I am standing, holding trampled flowers. I'd shake if I felt the disconnection anymore, the breaking of the dream. I don't though. I merely awake, and sit while The Duke recites the lines in my mind, and I imagine there are wooden sidewalks still, in America. I can hear the teapot

Stigmata America
met him by the side of the road, some highway outside a little town. Close to Omaha, or Ohio maybe. Torn cloth and blood on baked skin. He seemed so young to be so beaten. He seemed so worn to be so young. It could have been strange I suppose, but it was just the side of a road, somewhere, near some town. "Have you seen my Father?" he asked. Actually, it was more of a croak, or a cry. I suppose I made out the words through the wonder. "It seems like I lost him in a garden near gethsemane or golgotha. Playing on a tree, wandering. But I swear he was here just a while ago." I reached down, and patted the blood from his eyes with my old black cloth, and began to wash his feet, as I was wont to do. He seemed so young to be so beaten, and so worn to be so young. At least he did when I left him there. See, he was happy searching for his father. Or maybe just searching for the place where he lost him. I wondered once, one day, standing on the side of the road....some road...near Nebr

Her Ghost In The Fog Pt. 2
http://fubar.com/blog/289823/1007892 For part 1, link above. As we look at each other, I feel a calm overtake me, as though I have nothing to fear. I stand back up and for some reason my knees do not scream at me like normal. I'm beginning to think maybe I just dropped dead...in a cemetery, right where I'll be buried, kinda ironic huh? But I can feel my chest rise and fall with my breathing, so I know I'm not dead, not yet at least. She beckons me to follow her down the hill where there is a stone bench to sit on. I follow, still feeling like all this is not quite right, but what have I got to lose. When I reach the bench through the thick fog, I see she is already sitting or appears to be sitting, but if I look closely I can see she is floating mere centimeters above it. She motions for me to sit next to her which I do with just a hint of trepidation. "You know I don't believe in ghosts, Neet." I say, using the nickname I'd used so many years ago, but it rolled off my tongu

Think People...
going through someone's mailbox IS a federal offense, look it up! Can you believe that someone just told me their wife got a neighbors piece of mail this AM and she decided to go to three neighbors mailboxes and look for her mail? Um....DUMBASS! You can't do that! Hold the mail for them til they get home and they will do the same for you when they get it, or they'll just put it in the mail again...you'll get it eventually. I personally have nothing to hide in my mail, but I STILL don't want you goin' through it! Even if its just looking for your stuff...you gotta READ mine to FIND yours! ASS!! He laughs and says, "That's my wife..." Ha ha, invading your neighbor's privacy is offensive enough, but Federal Laws give you up to 5 years for each offense and/or $250,000 fine! Laugh it up!

The Seclution Of My Mind Is Safer Then The Outside World....
As the saying gose Normal People Scare me lol: I am sorry but as it stand this statement is very true to with all of the bullshit and games being played both on the net and off the net I joined fu-bar for an escape the pains of reality and maybe make new friends,but i quickly learned that there was no real difference, its hard to explain the reasone why but ill try and make it simple net and non -net are the same probably because of the people though the net is supposed to be a gate way to fun and fantasy its become a mess just like real life for the people that came to it for help decided to acttually live it therefore bringing there real lifes together with the internet. Damn people its the internet you can live after death ,you can fly,you can do any thing, But You Cant not live your real life here though many try....and this is why normal people scare me and Even with all My own demons and occasional angels that live there, I find it odd and intriguing that (as dangerous, co

Alive
It feels so good to breathe the airAnother spin around the sunOn this spec of lifeIn the universeThe gift of loveIs there for everyoneAngels working over timeDay or night to hold the handsThat play all aloneA baby's born pure to the worldAs the old man lays down his head and closes his outWith nothing saidEvery year another promise is madeA pint of beer raised towards a better dayLets find a star, a star to call our ownAnd make a wish, maybe we can make it homeAin't it good to breathe the airAnother spin around the sunOn this spec of life in the universeA little peace of life in everyoneAin't it good to be alive?To feel the sun strong against your faceIt spills over me like the milky way

Bluetesseract, Part 2
Bad Kitty....: No, but you assume I'm stupid enough to believe the bullshit you're telling me. And I'm not.BlueTesseract: i didn't say POW Bad Kitty....: Yeah nice try to attempt to convince me it's Arabs doing it. I think it's whomever you're involved with. IF you were a POW you would not have internet access. As I said, I'm not stupid. Have a good night. When you decide you want an actual conversation, feel free to talk to me. Until then, don't waste my time or yours.BlueTesseract: fubar.com...Bad Kitty....: I'm a very sadistic person. Size has nothing to do with it. And, I personally think you're full of shit and are here in the states.BlueTesseract: I don't know. It was pretty big. You look like a tiny thingBad Kitty....: No, but give get to know me. You'll see I hurt much moreBlueTesseract: you are as hurtful as the cucumbers they use!Bad Kitty....: Yes, I am. I am a red head. And a woman. Need I say more?BlueTesseract: you are meanBlueTesseract: ughBad Kitty....: yeah you are loo

Part #2 The Friend That Could Have Been But Never Was
. The comment in the first part of this blog was Sares first comment to me so what better way to end this blog then to show her last comment to me its almost like she knew she was going to die... now again here was a lady i did not know at all yet to her i was her ange with this comment she wote "I love you my friend try not To think of me as gone but rememebr me as i am...this lady was 48 years old and after her death i found very muched loved by all she came in contact with, she was a persone who had almost 2000 friends on her tagged account and i thought yah ok shes like me after the rates and points, but hell you could have knocked me over with a feather when i found out this lady cared about each and evry one of those people on her friends list to the point she could tell you thier names and everything about them that was on there profiles, but the biggiest shock was yet to come... By now i had to find out about this lady so i contacted her top 10 friends and t

Chapter Four: Evil's Mask
Curling up in his nest, Faust closed his eyes and tried to sleep away his troubles, even though it was midday and the sun shone through his eyelids. Try as he might, he could not get Shelata out of his mind. He told himself over and over that she cared nothing for him, and he must respond in kind by forgetting her. Who cares if she was the only dragon in my half-century of life to arouse that feeling within me that only a female could? He thought to himself. He turned over again, only to open his eyelids at the approach of his servant, James. "Master, you are aware it is high noon? Or has that girl got your brain fogged?" He knew he had misspoken when Faust responded by felling several trees with his tail without getting up. "Ahh, my apologies, master. Do forgive my brashness." Faust sighed and rolled over to look at his servant, and close friend. "No, you couldn't have known, James. Don't worry about it. My problems are none of your concern." "On the contrary, Master, when you get

If You Want To Know More About Me!!
i dnt care what you've heard about me, i know who i am & if your real with me, you will know too. for those who dont know me;ive seen it all, done it all but i guess its just the beginning. my birthday is on may 25th so dnt forget =] ive been living on my own since i was 18. im portuguese & greek.. cant get any better than that!! i feel that im more portuguese cause i was raised mostly around my mom side of the family. i dont need to pretend im something that im not. i work my ass off for everything i have & everything i want..thats how i was raised & thats how i will always be. i love going out, but id rather spend a night with that special person then go out & party every weekend. theres days where i like to just stay home & relax..watch movies, get all cuddly..you know. im probably nothing like what you'd ever expect. dont judge me, cause most likely im not the girl you think i am..im way smarter then you think & i have no problem proving you wrong. once you think you know me; ill p

Ugh
Ok, so I have been jumping over hurdles to land in holes. I did find my groove behind a bar again, so I am happy for that ! It was way too long since I made a mean ass margerita ( my signature) !!! So why is it that I feel like I want my cake and eat it too? I love to sling liquor, be around people, and have fun at work... I am just having an issue... Why is it when I get hit on I wanna reach across the bar and knock some fool's head off??? Yes, I appreciate a compliment. Yes, I am tired of being alone. And honestly, there has been a time where I thought, damn he is cute... then he said something about dinner and I was thinking, 'wtf??? hell no !!! Oops too bad, wish ya would not have done that...' Hard part is trying to figure out if I should just be straight up and say, you don't have a chance in hell, now where is my tip for waiting on you for hours while you been staring and drooling?.... Or going with it and backpeddling my way out of it later just too make sure I get a fat tip

Angry Poem...
Lovingly Drained The venom of your toxic lips brush softly against my skin Oh how the pain seeps through my veins and infests my body with pleasure Feeling what you thirst for run along my chin I am frozen in place. Oh how I longed to be your treasure To make this last for all eternity Your anxious fangs dig and your longing lips suck as you greedily drain me I have fallen in the depths of your lies and trickery Blinding me with sweet words and gestures, but before I drown in this abyss, I see You show your true self, a monster hidden under the mask of romance Holding me closely and trapping me in your limbs as you drink my love But I will fight. No longer will i bleed my love so willingly or give you satisfaction for one more chance No longer will the sorrow consume the wound you have continuously opened looking lik

The Most Beautiful Story About Love I Have Ever Told Myself
SO, if you dont already know who i am, if my foreboding truth not found its corrupt way into your rampent heart by reputaton alone, then you are mere substunance for all the mighty demons and angels who thrive as true gods amonst the hardened, evolution of advanced hybrid interaction...if you dont know my name...that is to say i dont know yours,,,,,which is the madness of this electric,digital,emetional, and artistic technology which we all use without a care for anything other then legend. We are the new gods, and we are few, we are phatoms, we are beatiful, and elite, we are love. death, hatred, and light, all confused together so that we may experience ourselves once more, because nothing delights us so much as our company which we forge and reforge in the heat of the sun and cooled in the darkness until all of its substanece finally run out and it have no value whatsover least we wish for its painfull death, so that ways you may at least delight it pain.....because you wonder amon

Itchy Balls
Television is a fixture in my life that compares to no other. Its like an old internet.. you ever wonder about all the information we wouldn't have known if it wasn't the TV. Think about where we were before TV... then think about how that had exponential decreased in purpose with the internet now. its crazy.. My basic enjoyment in my life for a few months was my ex girlfriend. When it was going good it was probably the best emotions I've ever had. Made going to the beach better, playing video games better, made going out to the mall better... how often do you go to the mall alone and see something funny but since you are alone its not as funny.. somebody to vibe off of..even if its a platonic relationship.. Now that this void I have in my life is there cause I don't have that best friend/girlfriend in my life I have attempted to fill it with my old friend television/internet. Then I remember all the reasons why I don't watch it anymore.. The oversaturation of reality TV aka

Our Love In My Words
It had been a long day of work when they entered the house she knelt down at the door in her short red dress that fit her body like a glove he sat there in his wheel chair smiling down at her the young woman knew her place as she got to her feet she slowly pushed the wheel chair threw the din in to a room with a magnificent fountain flowing in to a hot tub the size of a small pool in the center of the room glance down in to his eyes she sat on to his lap kissing his lip as his finger tips dancing across the woman’s gorgeous face down here neck slowly sliding her red dress down her shoulders as he looks in to her eyes and with out words tells her how much he loves her as the dress slides down her body in his grip he smiles leaning in kissing down her neck lowering the dress seeing her hard nipples peeking from under the top of the dress the man leans in kissing the woman softly whispering “were you a good girl tonight” as he lets her dress drift down to her ankle blush

Hiring Experianced Greeters
We at the Black Shamrock are looking for greeters. if experianced be great but not necessary. but we do need an assistant head greeter. and alot of other greeters more the merry. so if interested hit me up or come to the lounge we will be glad to add you to our staff.

Twas The Night Before Christmas ( A Soldiers Story)
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,HE LIVED ALL ALONE,IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OFPLASTER AND STONE.... See More... See MoreI HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEYWITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,AND TO SEE JUST WHOIN THIS HOME DID LIVE.I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,NOT EVEN A TREE.NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURESOF FAR DISTANT LANDS.WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,A SOBER THOUGHTCAME THROUGH MY MIND.FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,SILENT, ALONE,CURLED UP ON THE FLOORIN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,NOT HOW I PICTUREDA UNITED STATES SOLDIER.WAS THIS THE HEROOF WHOM I'D JUST READ?CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,THE FLOOR FOR A BED?I REALIZED THE FAMILIESTHAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERSWHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.SOON ROUND THE WORLD,THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,AND GROWNUPS

Today More
Today More I think I made a few mad......You all don't have to like what I write...They are just my thoughts at that point and time...I will not appoligize if it pisses you off....they are my thoughts not yours...If you dont like it then dont read it....THANK YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY.....Love Always JC....Waiting On A Woman

Emo Boys Sparkle..please Read And Please Explain
Vampires are supposed to be bad ass, not pussy emo sparkly faggots. What is the big fucking deal with Twilight?? Seriously. I wasnt going to watch it. But I caved and rented it. I sat down and suffered through 30 minutes of it before I tasted bile and the remains of my lunch. I ended up watching the rest of the movie in fast forward. I sat disgusted with myself and tried in vain to figure out what the big fucking deal is. Vampires are supposed to be ruthless, cunning, sensual demons from hell. Not fruity, emo, sparkly cock sucking faggots like the ones shown in Twilight... Some one please explain.. and if you are a Twilight fan and you have come to insult me, go somewhere else and slit your fucking wrists... Rent The Lost Boys.. it will change your view on Twilight real quick like..

Reflections In The Mirror~by Jd
Determined to make a difference, Ready for positive change. I am still learning how to keep steady, Everyday a little something more is just not the same. For just a few years i began to lose it, Now a flurry of actions have swept across my path. I believe what it comes down to is now or never, No time for hesitation, This is my moment to finally reflect. Looking back at all the situations, Not to mention all of the strenuous pains. All the times i remember when i was just this close to giving in, More proud of myself just to know that i was able to resist. With this pen clinched in my fist, I feel as if i can dominate the world. Much like when i was younger, Cocky knowing if i wanted something bad enough i would suck you into my world. More or less i strive to piss off my doubters, Anyone who looked down upon this man and called me a " crying shame". Soon enough i'll be at the top once more, Yes you'll envy me again, All you non believers should just kee

Past Tense And Portraits Of The Sober Mind~by Jd
I should have lived a diferent life, Better memories and fond keepsakes. I should have slowed down, Took a bit more time, I could have listened to the important things, Made a few less mistakes. I could've been happy from the get go, Only thing that held me back were stubborn decisions and the rivoting of my mind. I should have lived a different life, Instead of going for broke and to the fullest i would live, I made it so easy to take beating after beating and it became so easy to dispose the good hearts who came my way. If i would have lived a different life, I would have stayed true to my intuition and my choices all the same. I could have spent a little less effort learning how easy it was for people to be used, Sorry but somehow i must have been misguided, I believed people were just meant to come and go. If this were another life relived and the slate was wiped clean, I would think twice before i jump into the deep end, Think properly before i took the next

When Death Replaces Life
Irony....Its been said that "irony it seems....is not without a sense of humor". Looking on how I feel at this moment I'd have to agree. How ironic that my favorite song from the band Cannibal Corpse not in lyrical context,but the title of the song is the name of not only this blog,but also symbolises how the past 2 and a half weeks have gone for me. Now before I get into it all,I'm not looking for anyone to feel sorry for me,or saddened or anything,I just need to get this out of me as I walk through the fragments here on fubar of what my life used to be. In the past 2 and a half weeks I've lost 4 ppl that were very close to me,all of them I would've laid my life down without hesitation in a nano second if it wouldve meant no harm would come to them. Of the 4 I lost 3 had passed away,the 4th I lost due to the complications of the stress building up in my life trying to be supportive of someone very important to me's need and support her during her time of pain and grief for her loss a

Lets Get Something Striaght..
BOYS BOYS BOYS. Oh how much fun they can be. but dont be fooled by me. you might think I like you... but you're thinking a little bit too much about yourself. you might think you know me.... but you have no idea. I'm not your typical girl. I flirt. but I don't feel. I'm not a clingy controlling bitch like most these days. I never have one guy...Most R Friend! because wheres the fun in that? but don't get me wrong... I'm no whore. I'm just not into relationships that never seem to last..... because they're a waste of time. I don't plan on settling down anytime soon. I have the rest of my life to live. why be held down by someone? I'm not like any girl you'll ever meet. I don't care if you talk to other people I don't see a ring on this hand. Other girls don't phase me... Because i'm most likely talking to another guy. Or they are!! I'm always on the road so don't expect me to be latched to your hip. I'm not the type for commitment because I do whatever the fuck I want. Just let

A Bit About Me
Does the last person you shared a bed with mean anything to you?Yeah. Tears are falling from your eyes, what's the reason?I try not to cry.If you got paid 5,000 dollars would you stick your hand in an elephants ass?Well yeah! Has anyone ever promised you forever?Yes. It didn't happen.Do you get high?Nope.Something bothering you?nope.Has someone told you they'd always love you then went for someone else?yup. What made you happy this weekend? workingWhen was the last time you cried?don't remember What color shirt are you wearing?blueLast thing you ate?yogart Where did you sleep last night?I worked last night.Are you happy right now?no Who/what do you hate/dislike currently?Nothing. Hate is too over-rated What's something your wanting right now?nothing in particularWho makes you the happiest right now?IanDoes someone have a crush on you?Nope Do you have a crush on someone?Nope What were you doing at midnight last night?I was at workDo you wish someone was with you, right now?Nope. Pick

More Tidbits Of Information ...
(I stole this off of my friend Kins) layer one.Spell your name with bands/artists S - Slipknot K - K,C. and the Sunshine band Y - Yardbirds N - Nancy Sinatra I - Ice Cube G - Gary Allen H - Hall and Oats T - Tanya Tucker W - Whispers O - OffSpring L - Led Zeppelin F - Fats Domino layer two.- name: Skynightwolf- birth date: November 8, 1967- nicknames: Sky- current location: my desk- eye color: Brown- hair color: Black- righty or lefty: Lefty- best friend[s]: Sho, Witchie, Bons layer three.- the shoes you wore today: Not wearing them right now- your perfect pizza: Veggie with no sauce- the last time you cried: Thanksgiving layer four.- your best physical feature: Eyes - most missed memory: The Marine Corps layer five.- pepsi or coke: Blech- mcdonald's or burger king: EWWWW- adidas or nike: crocs- lipton ice tea or nestea: Lipton .. brewed- chocolate or vanilla: chocolate- cappuccino or coffee: Lattelayer six.- curse: ahahaha- do you sing: when the song is right- t

But, You Did.
What would have happened if...? What would have happened if you hadn't said goodbye when you did. If you hadn't had to go to South Carolina. What would have happened if it hadn't been sadness for days, of weeks, of months of ends of years. If time was tide and tides rolled out slower than in. If the talk hadn't turned to silences. If hours hadn't turned to days, which turned to weeks. If we hadn't learned to talk less and be alone more. If you had have been able to stay. If you'd wanted to. If they'd shown up before it was all bad. If she hadn't needed a breathing tube to remember before. If we hadn't come back here where you can't be you and I'm far too me. If we'd stayed in the rain and danced transcendent. If it was all just piercings at the Metro and walking the parking lot of the Krogers at 2am, contemplating pumpkins and the chill. If that night at the Catwalk was a lifetime. If we'd never been to Vegas or left half our life there. If I never gave up, gave in or gave

Who Would Jesus Do?
My Christmases were claymation and cartoons. Charlie Brown picked a wretched tree while the Abominable Snowman kidnapped an elf who just wanted to be something else. Bedrock was the starting place for a trip around the world in a night, while all the Whos down in Whoville were hornswaggled and bamboozled. My Christmases were huge trees and gaudy tinsel. Hours upon hours of decoration just to balance it all out and fingertips cold crimson from sewing needles and popcorn. Cat heights taken into consideration and strings hung in bows to hold cards and carefully misbegotten ornaments. Somewhere there was silence, just under the carols that came from the stylus needle. Akai, or Aiwa emblazoned on the woodgrain speakers, near tall as I was...or more. The only people stirring outside were travelling house to house to hand out cellophane wrapped ideals of suburban delight. Sure we knew our neighbours, but did we really like them? Why would you wish a fruitcake on your worst enemy? My

Darkness
Darkness can consume the mind if it is invited,You can feel it creeping in the veins and crawl down your bones.It is a shadow that follows you where ever you go waiting for the correct moment to steal your life.A demon that lurks within, it stays dormant until something comes along to awake it and over power you.You can feel it ripple under your skin like something taking over your body.It will control you if you give it an invitation. With your arms spread wide open as a welcome.All you have to do is give in and give up, let the darkness pump through you and eat you alive.You embrace it so easily. Your eyes vacant as you walk among the living.Once the blackness fills the heart and mind you become numb, mechanic, a zombie.A pretty porcelain doll on the outside but a heartless, emotionless being within.Your demons grab and control you like a puppet. Sucking the life from you, you become more lifeless.It puts a mask on you that bare a smile but within you weep.Will you invite it in so wi

Facing The Dark Without You~by Jd
I am stepping outside my mind with this on, There is so much more to tell than i can find the time to speak. Ending where i once began and part of me is dead, This is the way it has got to be and i'll never let you meet the real me. Asking me "why" now and suddenly i have no words i am mute, Disillusioned and not quite ready to openly share my thoughts. My life is so out of control and im feeling rather comfortable being lost, A jaded smile and misguiding eyes make me seem like i know exactly where i stand. At night my head dont sleep, Thoughts of this tragic life circulate all hours of the night, A constant battle of will versus instinct and in the process emotion is completely left behind. A man filled with misery not willing to share with those around me, Turn your glance from me, Alone i stand a broken man and there isn't a chance to turn this around, To join me will only drag you down. I have been to the depths of the darkest halls and i know what fate awaits

What's Wrong With Kids Today ?
WHAT'S WRONG WITH AMERICA TODAY AND OUR YOUTH ? WELL HERES MY THOUGHTS ABOUT IT .WHEN WE WERE KIDS WE WOULD STAY OUTSIDE UNTIL THE LIGHTS CAME ON .WE NEVER PLAYED WITH CRAPPY PLASTIC TOYS .WE HAD REAL TOYS LIKE TONKA TRUCKS AND WAGONS MADE OUT OF STEEL ,(WHICH I STILL HAVE TO THIS DAY).WE WOULD PLAY FOOTBALL IN THE STREET AND IF WE GOT HURT WE WOULD JUST SHRUG IT OFF .IF WE GOT IN TROUBLE WE WOULD GET A SPANKING WITH THE BELT .I REMEMBER MY DAD TELLING ME TO GET UPSTAIRS AND WAIT FOR ME .SOMETIMES HE WOULD COME AND SOMETIMES HE WOULDNT .WE ACTUALLY WERE SPANKED FOR BEING BAD .(YES WITH THE BELT )WE NEVER HAD BIKE HELMETS OR KNEE PADS TO PROTECT US .WE EVEN HAD A CHOICE IN SCHOOL IF WE WANTED DETENTION OR IF WE WANTED A SWAT .WE WOULD CHOOSE A SWAT .WE HAD TO WORK AROUND THE HOUSE AS IN DOING CHORES .IF THEY WERENT DONE WE WOULD GET IN TROUBLE .WE DID THE DISHES AFTER DINNER .WHICH WE WOULD ALWAYS FIGHT ABOUT WHOSE TURN IT WAS . AND IT SEEMED LIKE IT TOOK US FOREVER ,BUT WE MANAGED.WE W

Friends Come And Go...
but a TRUE friend stays by your side. Any TRUE friends out there? ...still looking. I feel I have to reiterate. I am a real person with real feelings not a FU inside the computer...sheesh! OK, I'm a FOOL, but not a FU...lol

The Dance
The Dance Reluctant at first To take your hand In spirit I rehearse And then I stand So we take the floor And I remember When I became unsure You became tender Each turn that we take We make another step Each step that we make A new memory is set As the music of your heart Plays its sweet tune The voice of my heart Echos around the room We glide across time Our souls together With your love and mine The Dance lasts forever Melissa Diane Bruce-Hamm Copyright ©2006 Melissa Diane Bruce-Hamm

My Greatest Fault
Tell me what I'd have to change. What would I have to do To slip into your arms; for me to make sweet love to you. Must I climb the highest cliff; swim along the ocean floor Crawl over broken glass - would you demand that I do more? Could you take me as I am, with my issues and my flaws Pull me to your chest without a hesitation or a pause? Slide my hungry tongue between your parted lips. Run my anxious fingers along your quivering hips. Wrap you in my passion, expose your every need. Press your steamy lips to mine, every secret freed. Sprinkle your tears across my cheek, confess every desire Moan my name, call me yours, and set my soul on fire. Need me more with every breath that slips into your chest, Please me nightly, miss me daily, never compare me with the rest. Grip your wrists; look into your eyes, and say the words you long to hear Kiss you roughly, and scream my name, forever hold me dear. Do I ask for wishes that could never quite come true? Is my sin, my greatest fault, tha

Relationship
This is not exactly a LOVE STORY, but more about learning to respect love. To My Friends Who Are... MARRIED... Love is not about "its your fault", but "I'm sorry", not where are you" but "I'm right here", not "how could you" but " I understand", not "I wish you were", but "I'm thankful you are. To My Friends Who Are...ENGAGED...The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other. To My Friends Who Are...NOT SO SINGLE...Love isn't about becoming somebody else's "perfect person". It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be. To My Friends Who Are...HEARTBROKEN...Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn for them. To My Friends Who Are...NAIVE...How to be in love. Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep

Slipknot-snuff
Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you love me let me go And run away before I know My heart is just too dark to care I can't destroy what isn't there Deliver me into my fate If I'm alone I cannot hate Ooh, my smile was taken long ago I don't deserve to have you If I can change I hope I never know I still press your letters to my lips I couldn't face a life without your lights And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight So save your breath, I will not care I think I made it very clear Is that supposed to be enough? You couldn't hate enough to love I only wish you weren't my friend Then I could hurt you in the end I never claimed to be a saint Ooh, my own was banished long ago It took the death of hope to let y

Lillies In Love
lilies in love I am fragile but never frail. My petals fold into themselves introverted delicacy of self containing gratification. I told him he was my sexual Mozart and I his musical instrument of secret long lost pleasure. My cries and moans his carefully composed song. He says rather, the softness of my flesh is his canvas on which to draw out his emotions. He wants to be my Picasso. So it shall be forever artistic. He wants to play my Monet with fingertip tickling paint brushes blushing flesh craving to be colored by his artisan roughness, revolutionizing the waterlilies.

20 Years Ago
I was burning some music for my sister the other day (yes, I can be nice once in a while), and it got me thinking. You see, the music I was burning for her was Kenny Rogers Greatest Hits. There is one of his songs I happen to like ( ok, there is more than one), and it is titled "Twenty Years Ago". Part of the lyrics say "Life was so much easier, twenty years ago". I dont think it matters what decade you were born in or what happened twnety years ago, but I believe this holds true for most if not all of us. So I thought today we would discuss what happened to us twenty years ago. Twenty years ago a Flock of Seagulls ran (they ran so far away), Madonna wasnt married and she was doing the Vogue. Johnny hated jazz, Frankie went to Hollywood, and Prince sang under a Purple Rain. Men Without Hats popped the world, Motley Crue took the world by storm with headbanging, thrashin metal, and Bon Jovi set a fashion trend with ankle length trench coats. There was The Cure, The Femmes were violent,

Yay! New Reptiles!
I have new reptiles. Yay! so the list goes as follows: 1 Tokay Gecko 1 House Gecko 2 Bahama Anoles 2 Green Anoles 2 Fire Bellied Toads 1 Australian Golden Tree FRog 1 Australian Beaked Tree Frog 2 Silver Mantella Dart Frogs 1 South African Banana Waxy Tree Frog 1 Australian Dumpy Tree Frog 1 Green Tree Frog 1 Mountain Horned Lizard 1 Neon Tree Dragon 1 White Lipped Tree Frog 1 Forida Kingsnake

Do You Practice Being That Stupid, Or Is It A God Given Gift?
some more randome thoughts about stupid people that i encounter in my day to day life behind the bar: explain to me why every night, without fail, someone will walk into my bar after we close and see all the lights on, nobody in there except me and my employees mopping or whatever, ALL THE BARSTOOLS AND CHAIRS ARE UP... and they without fail ask the same question: "you guys closed?" yes we r closed. and yes u r as fucked up as a football bat. when i worked at the casino, i had people complaining to me because i wouldnt give them drinks for free when they lost all their money gambling. "i just lost a grand in here and you guys wont give me a free drink?" nope. sure wont. its not MY fault you just gambled away your mortgage money now you need some liquid courage to tell your wife when you get home. complain to your kids, im sure they would love to hear how you lost their inheritence from grandma and their college money. someone please explain to me how you can be

Some People Crack Me Up
is it just me or it freakin stupid when people are on here~ married (in real life) has their spouse as their number one , and there fu engaged to someone else? i guess its not that big of a deal i just think its stupid and i am bored and the mumms are gettin stupider by the minuter so i thought i would write a blog hahaha xoxoxo

The Rude Adoptive Mother
Ok if you have read any of my other blogs then you should know that i dont have my daughter. Well she was adopted due to having too many issues going on in my life. Anyways yesterday both me and and my daughter's mother get either more then one message on different sites and they came from my daughter's adoptive mother. The messages came about to tell us that we had to take down any or all pictures of our daughter on any sites that we might have pictures on. I honestly think its wrong cause she is technically only adopted by that woman but she is of our blood and i think she has no right telling us to get rid of what helps me remember my daughter. Plus the big issue that i have with it is that she didnt ask nicely she said in exact words take down the pictures on any or all sites of my daughter cause she is no longer your daughter and i dont want any of her pictures on the internet. So i dont know what to do about it

Haiti
HaitiCan we learn any lesson from Haiti?Is it Almighty’s curse or pity?Are we prepared to pay heavy price?Will we not change and be very nice/How many 9/11 or Haiti will take place/Seems nature is in fury and in raceTo wipe out complete out look or faceNot a single thread will be left to traceWe are digging our own graveNo solutions but putting front braveInviting troubles for unnatural actsThese are known and emerging factsEarth is deprived of gases and becoming hollowCreating vacuum which does not allowEarth to retain its original solid structureBurdening self with deep holes and fractureGas emission is alarmingly exceedingSky is loosing layer from shieldingRivers are inspire and not recedingAir is polluted and diseases spreadingMany islands may disappear in times to comeRise of sea level is matter of concern and not welcomePretty small things drive the population to starvationIt is not far that we may face soon complete annihilationPalaces and buildings will come down like pac

Can A Muslim Be A Real American Or Canadian? Here It Is In Plain English...that Is Something To Reflect Upon... - An Email From A Great Friend
Can a Muslim be a real American or Canadian? In light of the murders at Ft. Hood by a Muslim Officer (who had sworn to defend the people, our Constitution and the United States) this article becomes more timely and real than ever. Can a good Muslim be a good American or Canadian? I sent that question to a friend who worked in Saudi Arabia for 20 years. The following is his reply: Theologically - no. Because his allegiance is to Allah, the moon god of Arabia . Religiously - no. Because no other religion is accepted by his Allah except Islam. Scripturally - no. Because his allegiance is to the five pillars of Islam and the Quran (Koran). Geographically - no. Because his allegiance is to Mecca , to which he turns in prayer five times a day. Socially - no. Because his allegiance to Islam forbids him to make friends with Christians or Jews. Politically - no. Because he must submit to the mullah (spiritual leaders), who teach annihilation of Israel and

Best Comebacks - Be Sure To Read The Secon One - An Email From A Great Friend
If you ever testify in court, you might wish you could have been as sharp as this policeman. He was being cross-examined by a defence attorney during a felony trial. The lawyer was trying to undermine the police officer's credibility... Q: 'Officer-- did you see my client fleeing the scene?' A: 'No sir. But I subsequently observed a person matching the description of the offender, running several blocks away.' Q: 'Officer -- who provided this description?' A: 'The officer who responded to the scene.' Q: 'A fellow officer provided the description of this so-called offender. Do you trust your fellow officers?' A: 'Yes, sir. With my life.' Q: 'With your life? Let me ask you this then officer. Do you have a room where you change your clothes in preparation for your daily duties?' A: 'Yes sir, we do!' Q: 'And do you have a locker in the room?' A: 'Yes sir, I do.' Q: 'And do you have a lock on your locker?' A: 'Yes s

One
i used to have a lot to write about. not anymore. it's been sometime now that things have changed, in my life, thought i've yet to see or decide if it has been for the better or worst. truthfully, i think is the latter. i go from job to job. from place to place. now i'm in jersey, but who knows? bel air, MD, seem like an awesome place. and i've been looking to move further south. my uncle wants me to move to florida, but i've yet to decide. if you're reading this, you're probably wondering, what the hell is all this about? it's rant, no?

In The Hotel
My boss told me to bring my laptop and meet him in the hotel room for some work we needed to do. Of course knowing him I figured we would be doing more than computer stuff. So I dressed in a very sexy dress with hot thigh highs and new white pumps. As soon as I got there his hands were over my dress and up it too. He pulled out the camera and in no time I was posing as a hot sexy secretary. He loved the hot new white heels and the rest of the outfit. Oh, I hope you join so you can see the hot secretary on the desk with her legs spread wide and her wet pussy showing for all to see.

Modesty
GIRLS GONE WILD!!!!! - IRAQ STYLE!!! (Reinvest in the allure of modesty) wrote 4 minutes ago There is no political agenda in this page. The fact is, women are objectified far too much in America. Tits and Ass sell - all sorts of things. Enough is enough. It is time to turn the tide back towards what really matters, the enduring and undeniablely strong love a woman has the capacity to display and feel towards her husband, her children, her community, animals, people of other nations, and all without once jiggling or wiggling. Respect must be demanded, and earned. Too many young women grabbed the feminist SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE and pour it all over themselves, when in fact, they are no ganders. They are lovely women, who do not need to be men in order to show their strength. Chastity and innocense are good things. Men used to be designed to protect and nuture - now they are told that it is not needed, and so much oinking is heard. Relationships reek. Work hard for your money in your work

Zombie Update Check This Blog Offten For Updates
As of right now February 03,2010 3:07am cst the zombie threat level due to biotoxins and other scientific research is at moderate..American scientists are developing ways to re-animate the dead and this can cause some very unwanted side affects. These side affects will affect the most of the brain leaving the most basic of instincts..The instincts are eating movement basic communication like moaning grunting ect. The only way to affectivly kill a re-animated zombie is to destroy the brain stem..sever the brain stem and the body will sease to function and then killing the re-animated zombie... Feburary 25,2010 5:15pm cst..zombie threat level stays at moderarte..there has been an unsucessful test of a biotoxin on a human courpse this biotoxin remains classified from the public.The governments plans with these test are as always..To create the ultimate soilder...More to come as information becomes avalible

The New Year
The new year Current mood: accomplished Category: Blogging Well its that time once again, the new year is upon us, and so the fun begins (and the lies....ha ha). You may ask what I mean by lies? The lies of NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS. So we gather together and begin the celebration of ending the old and welcoming in the new. And as ussual, we create these outlandish goals for us to complete for the new year. The problem is we r never truely commit to what it is we wish to change. U want to be debt free? Can't wish for it to happen, you have to change your spending habits. In fac,t in whatever u wish to accomplish its going to come down to "U" changing your routines. We r creatures of our routines. From driving to work, to taking a shower, and to when we even have sex 80% of the time. If u truely want to be successful in your resolution.....change the habit and routine of the item u wish to have differant. Just a thought, HAPPY NEW YEAR and good luck.....LMAOp.s. .........and commit

Are You A Lava Lamp Or A Disco Ball?
You Are a Lava Lamp You are dreamy, relaxed, and contemplative. You like to get lost inside your own head. You never know where your thoughts will take you, and you consider reflection to be a wild ride. You're happy to sit and be alone for long periods of time. You only do well with others who are like minded. You appreciate other peaceful, creative types. Great things can come when great minds get together. Are You a Lava Lamp or a Disco Ball? Blogthings: We Have a Quiz for Almost Everything

Fireworks At Dawn By Senses Fail
Fireworks at dawn, as I sit for assistance.This flask keeps me calm, it reflects back my bent imageof someone who's lost, getting older by the minute.Laugh lines are like growing scars; someday they will be finished.I've got so many places that I wanna see.And I've got so many faces that I wanna be.So get on your feet, wipe the dirt off and get with it.Destiny waits at your door(all wrapped up with ribbon).It's time to move on, cause the past can't be your passion...So what if you did something wrong?Find someone who hasn't.I've got so many places that I wanna see.And I've got so many faces that I wanna be

Hmm I Dunno
i am so convinced that you are the most beautiful death,you are erratic. erotic.sharp, uncensored. raw.i want to read you over and ever again,i want to watch distilled sound seeping out of your lips,i want to feel your words bubbling out of your mouth and dripping onto my body like hot soup.you dispose of my clothes quickly, efficiently, articulately,they roll off me like polygons and triangles and sometimes a circle.they collect on the floor.i must remember them in the morning, or you will.first i study your anatomy, a torso, a hand on my stomach, my leg, my face, my hair, a strand of hair that cuts the blue of your eye, fingerprints, toes (all 10), a neck, warm wet lips, pulsating, delectable.there are parts of you inside me now, and itmakesmefeeldelicious.cuts my mouth and my throat as I swallow. then i think about you. but only for a momentand it never lasts very long.plant within me, seeds of what would never grow between us.a good morning kiss,a static phone call, a wednesday, q

For Fun Tell Me What You Think ;)
POST THiS iF YOU AREN'T SCARED TO SEE HOW PEOPLE THINK OF YOU . Be honest with your answers0 = ewwwwwwwwwwww!?1 = Definetly not attractive.2 = Decent3 = Cute4 = Fine as hell!5 = I'd do you.6 = Pretty damn sexy!7 = Lovable, I LOVE YOU!!!8 = I wanna make you my man/girl.9 = Just a friend.10 = Sexiest person I know!11 = Fuckin amazin12 = Ya, I've checked you out a few times.13 = i wanna fuck

She Was Little But She Didn't Know She Was Little
This great opening line for a children’s story came from the lips of my soon-to-be-four daughter Sarah before Martha and I left for work this morning. But more on that in a minute … I had found a copy of Lewis Carroll’s “Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland” and offered to start reading from it to Sarah and Jeffrey tonight for they’ve seen the advertisements for Disney’s “Alice in Wonderland” (the better-known title for that story, even though the new movie is more of a sequel to the original) due in theatres next month and really want to see it. Give them some context, I figure; I handed the book to Sarah and Jeffrey comes over to her and she started “reading” based on the illustrations. She did as far as she got follow the story pretty closely, and if I can find my copy of “The Nursery Alice”, a 0-5 version of it, I might start them on that instead. It’s heavy reading. The story of Pentecos

Ensign: Being Margaret Hamilton
All ye inhabitants of the world, and dwellers on the earth, see ye, when he lifteth up an ensign on the mountains; and when he bloweth a trumpet, hear ye. Isaiah 18:3 AN ENSIGN ON THE MOUNTAINS 26 February 2010 "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog too!" Are there any seventy-year-old movies today that have the appeal and the memorability of "The Wizard of Oz"? With all due respect, "Gone With The Wind" doesn't even come close in terms of its all-ages appeal and enduring catchphrases ("there's no place like home", "pay no attention to that man behind the curtain", "if I only had [pick a feature]") and even its songs I don't find annoying! The actress who has graciously lent her name to today's title ... a hundred points to anybody who can tell me another role she's played besides the Wicked Witch of the West! Margaret Hamilton did play other parts, both before and after "The Wizard of Oz", but it's that role that she was most identified with. More than once, hav

Let Us Know
OK So I hear all Women Want to "DO" a Biker. I question if I'ts because the Biker Status Is that Of a Rock Star or A Wealthy Man! Tell Us what You Think! Leave details if you want.. It's your choice. Thanx for reading and all responses..

Cue Dinner Music! Cue Rose Petals! Cupid!
2 Peter 3 March 2 to be honest and clear 9603.02 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. 9 I’m writing this in a movie theatre [watching “Mr. Holland’s Opus”, I’ve still got the ticket stub], and my spirits – along with my health – are picking up. We all need someone in the right circumstances (or even in the wrong ones) to remind us that we are important. I have come from H&R Block [I was working as a tax preparer there then] a little forlorn; so many people I’ve had said they got the wrong type of refund that the other preparers have worked overtime on mine. Thank you, Lord, for guiding me to people who remind me that it’s all worth it. Let the encouragement not be forgotten, O my God. Today …

He's The Vampyr That Haunts Me
He haunts me I know not howHe comes to me and draws me nearHe cradles me and not let goHe says those words From long agoMy love My vampire princessCome to me againLet us be oneLet me lead you unto the darknessBe unto me that which you once wasBe the bride that I made you to beMy wife my love my mateIn death it took for us to beYou are the life I always hadWithout you there is only sadCome unto me againBe with meTake my hand as I lead you From sorrow and painTo love and destructionTo torture and pleasureYou belong to me as I do youDon't deny me that which I seekYou never left me as I left youI come to take you back to a time anewOur destiny awaitsNow join me Come unto me that which you areThe vampire princess that all bow beforeYour darkness flows deepAs light ascendsCandles flare under your handsCome my love let it beUs again in harmonyLet us destroy that of filthLeaving a path of bodies despairCome follow meI can't take you unless your willingDon't deny me long Force is upon youI will

A Taste Of Her
Taking her into his strong arms Holding her so close and tight Moans rising high echoing through the night rocking wrapped up in sinister delight Wanting to never ever let her go He yearns to kiss her plump lips Until they melt into love’s blissful wild fire in a wicked dance, joined at the hip He wants her to know his soul’s pure voice hear him pour out the feeling inside him to shout them out into the boundless abyss so strong, so deep, so clear so true love's feast calls to them this moment no reason needed, for what they desire The gnawing hunger in his soul Will always be aching for just a taste of her