Fubar Blog Posts 4

Highway Of Heroes
On August 24, 2007, the MTO announced that the stretch of Highway 401 between Glenn Miller Road in Trenton and the intersection of the Don Valley Parkway and Highway 404 in Toronto would bear the additional name Highway of Heroes, in honour of Canada's fallen servicemen and servicewomen. This length of the highway is often travelled by a convoy of vehicles carrying a fallen soldier's body, with his or her family, from CFB Trenton to the coroner's office at the Centre for Forensic Sciences in Toronto. Since 2002, when the first of Canada's fallen soldiers were returned from Afghanistan, crowds have lined the overpasses to pay their respects as convoys pass. The video which I have will be shown each and every time a fallen is brought home. This is to honour them. Please keep their families in our thoughts and prayers and also take the time to thank those that are still with us and our veterans. For without the ultimate sacrifice they are willing to make, we would not have the f

In Flanders Fields
This poem was written during WWI by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae. It is read at every Remembrance Day Service. In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. - John McCrae

Just Some Funny Shit
Ok so I came across this site and for it to be friggen hilarious thought id share a response from the book he wrote... Childhood Classics Posted at: 2011-07-12 06:54:03 | 313 comments | Add Comment Original ad: Wanted - CHILDRENS DVDSMovies wanted for children aged 5 and up - will take all unwanted DVDs! From Me to *********@**********.org:Hey there!I'm trying to get rid of a bunch of movies I've had since I was a kid. The movie stores won't take them, and it would be a shame for me to just throw them out. I'd love to pass them on to people who can enjoy them. Let me know if you are interested.MikeFrom Julia ****** to Me:Mike - Which movies do you have and how much do you want for them?From Me to Julia ******:Julia,Here is the full list:Alvin and the ChipmunksAlladinBackdoor Creampies 2Beauty and the BeastBig Black ThreesomeFantasiaFinally 18 and LegalThe Lion KingMattress Slaves 3The Mighty DucksToy StoryWet Squirters 5Please let me know which ones you want.Thanks,MikeFrom Jul

Driving It In
the bus ride home was long and boring, she sat in the back seat alon looking out the window. the streetlights outside passed by sporatically as the bus raced along the highway. she looked around, no one was awake but her and the bus driver, and he was driving. she was alone. she reached into her purse and pulled out her thick pink vibrator and slid it under her skirt. slowly it pushed into her, the thickness almost too much for her small opening. but it slowly sank in. then the vibration came. she clenched around it tight, clapping her hand over her mouth to suppress the instant moan that excaped her lips. she had forgotten that she had left it on high. she pushed the pulsating shaft in deep and fast. listening to the loud humming grow dull and loud as it entered and escaped her wetness. she bit her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning as her hand slid up her shirt and carressed her breast. her nipples were like bullets, so hard to the touch and sensitive. she squeezed her left nip

Spotlight Fund Helpers
Like all good fubar point hoars, I have come to the point where I need to win the spotlight in order to level up. I remember when I first accumulated a million - it wasn't that long ago. I'm now at around 320 million and I really don't see how I can possibly raise enough without a LOT of help. Those of you who know me know I can't stand begging. It's incredibly taxing on my mental status to do so, and I lump "selling" pimpouts and bling and such in with it. I also know that a lot of my fufriends who play the point game are at this same stage and also trying to raise fubucks. So, I thought, maybe if we made a group of people we trusted, to pool fubucks to help people get the funds? We could have a list of people, and whoever's next up is the person we shower with fubucks as much as possible until they get their spotlight. Lower level members of the group would be "paid back" as they got to the level and others gave to them. Am I nuts to think that such a thing might work around

Carni-whoring...part One
CARNI-WHORE....PART 1 Category: Parties and Nightlife Take my hand and lead me to the land of falling waterstreams. Lather me lavishly with perfume scented bubbles and caressing touches from your desiring hands, leaving no place in want. Cleanse and purify me, from my hair to my toes. Whisper into my soul those thoughts on your mind that my heart needs to hear, as I also prepare myself to cleanse you thouroughly, sanctifying your body for my erotic pleasures and needs. Needs that have for too long been ignored, or hastily pacified only touching the surface of raw erotic pleasure. underneath the surface a lava of passion is flowing, a volcanic force of carnal womanhood, needing full and unadulterated eruptions over and over again. Uninhibited, uninterrupted, complete and full release of everything that makes me the passionate force of nature that I am and was created to be. Fill my glass time and time again. let your body move with mine in a rhythmical interlude dance

The Best And Most Beautiful Things In The World Cannot Be Seen Or Even Touched - They Must Be Felt With The Heart.
I remember the story: John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Holly Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month, the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was buddi

What Happens When Loki Meets Tablecloth
Thanks to the new job I pretty much have the summer off (only one more month of that thank god) and so lately I’ve been trying to get in the things that I haven’t had much time for, mostly me time. Yes I’ve been lazy, just letting the days pass with me trying to catch up on my to-read list which at the moment I’m just trying to get up-to-date on the Song of Ice and Fire series (three books in so far yay), and catching up on some anime series’ that caught my eye, right now I’m watching A Channel. Oh also been spending more time on my blogs making facebook pages for them and updating more often and adding photos, lots and lots of photos. So in a way all of this is kind of keeping me busy, but this morning while I was just lounging around I heard this loud thump/crash that made me almost pee myself in surprise. I rushed out into the living room to see what the commotion was about and there was my cat Loki wrapped up in the tablecloth, m

What Ranger Up Despises:
1. Unappreciative Americans. You know these losers – the guys that profess that America is the worst country ever created, threaten to leave if things continue the way they are, but never do and continue to churn out their 6, 7, and 8 figure salaries, complaining all the way to the bank. Anyone with the balls to compare any of our elected officials to the Nazis should be shot on sight.2. France. They never support us. They lose all their wars. They break all kinds of UN trade restriction with our enemies. Their “culture department” made using many English words illegal. All this, and they still have De Gaulle (oh, we’re sorry) to try to play the “high moral ground” card as they take a back seat in the world’s struggle to defeat an enemy that threatens the very fabric of western civilization. We understand they’re busy, but how much time does it take to practice weapons dropping and white-flag waving? Note: Per the "Hot

Rest In Peace My Love
Wish heaven had a phone. So I could hear your voice again. I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms, I have you in my heart. Rest in peace my love.

The Station
Cal and Evelyn exit the train car. Evelyn looks back and the strange man seems to have vanished. On the train platform, the people look ragged and scared. The soldiers move the passengers across the tracks to the other side, most go slowly just being led along like cattle. Empty expressions on the faces of a hopeless populace. Here and there soldiers move through the crowd. checking the people over, stopping only to pay close attention to any who are badly injured. pushing them away from the others, the crowd just keeps moving. Numb to the situation, they just mill along to the other side of the platform. The outbound train sits cold and unfeeling on the tracks. Workers hurry to clean out the insides spraying a soapy substance with hoses and rinsing out the blood and gore to the tracks below. The people stand unnaffected by the process. Awaiting the conclussion to reboard the trains Here and there gunfire erupts, as soldiers put the muzzle of their weapon to the base of the skulls

~me~
♥ Im not hot or gorgeous. I don't have an amazing figure or a flat stomach. I'm far from being considered a model, but I'm ME. I eat food, have curves (that go the wrong way), love my PJ'S and will go without makeup (once in a while). I'm a random & crazy, & I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. I am who I am, love me or not, I wont change ME!!! ♥

Done...
Tried and true? That's not you. Don't lie to me. I won't pretend not to see. Life isn't easy. Life isn't cake. I've been there, I've done that. I KNOW what is at stake... I don't want you, I don't NEED you. You're a cheater, you're a liar. I should have set my sights higher. I'm done with you, I'm done with us... there's nothing left to discuss. -- Kate

The Park
Today, I saw you walking down the street;the one that curves around, then through the park.I heard the laughter of the children asthey ran and played their games, while you stood by the river in our spot. I sat and watched with distant visions in my mind of times we spent together feeding seagulls, as they flapped and hovered in the wind; you were concerned I'd lose a finger to a beak. The gulls were very greedy birds that day. I looked and saw you turn. I stood to wave but caught my breath; he was not you. Of course, he was not you. How quickly lives can change and leave mere memoriesthat rattle in the mind. The echoes of our lovers andour friends who will remain forever in our souls; their epitaphs to note they've passed along this way. I thought I saw you in the park today, but you were only there within the lonely chambers of my mind.

Wetness
she lay in the shower on all fours, pushing her ass back against her wall mounted dildo. hot water hitting her back and pouring down her body. she pushed her ass back, making her ass slap against the ceramic tile as i drove in deep. feeling it churn her insides with each push. she rose her ass up high and slammed it back, listening to the sounds of her insides squishing around the thick toy. the water making her wetness all that more moist. she reached under her soft supple body to flick her hard throbbing clit faster and harder. her insides were on fire as she felt it crash into her, ass banging against the wall, pushing all the toy in. her moans muffled by the hard falling water of the showers and her juices washed away down the drain. she began to hyperventillate. it was too good. she dropped her chest down onto the shower floor as she felt her insides explode with juices, soaking the toy in her creamy mess. she lie there and let the water fall on her again. washing away everything.

Bloodstained Petals....part 1
Copper colored braids hung to each side of her head waving back and forth as she skated that August Sunday morning.The air was cool and humid, a mist hung in the air that was refreshing. It served to let her know she could get more out of this if she would just keep going, not give in to fatigue and the jello sensations weighing in on her thighs. It was a good workout for her. She was able to sort out some of the turmoil she had been going thru, but not enough to feel better. Keep pushing, keep going...She had always been the strong one. It was the Law..her duty to the world, to her family. The girl who had more brains going for her than anything else. Not exactly a beauty queen like her mama was. But not hard on the eyes by no means. The girl who would carry the weights of the world on her shoulders, and try to find answers and reasons to make those around her smile and feel safe and loved. How incredibly odd and almost unfair she found herself alone with all these thoughts and b

Athiest
An atheist was seated next to a little girl on an airplane and he turned toher and said, "Do you want to talk? -- Flights go quicker if you strike upa conversation with your fellow passenger."The little girl, who had just started to read her book, replied to the totalstranger, "What would you want to talk about?"Oh, I don't know," said the atheist. "How about why there is no God, or noHeaven or Hell, or no life after death?" as he smiled smugly."OK," she said. "Those could be interesting topics but let me ask you aquestion first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass.Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, buta horse produces clumps. Why do you suppose that is?"The atheist, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinksabout it and says, "Hmmm, I have no idea."To which the little girl replies, "Do you really feel qualified to discusswhy there is no God, or no Heaven or Hell, or no life after death, when youdon't know shit

Nasa Last Flight.. More Than You Might Know...
Could there REALLY be something bad,very bad about to happen to the earth? this is a qoute from a NASA administrator about the reasons why the space program is ending and how we should feel about it. "NASA Administrator Charles Bolden, a former space shuttle commander, said that while the budget cancels the program building the agency’s space shuttle replacement — the Orion crew vehicle — it is not trading away safety to embrace new, privately built spaceships to fly astronauts. It also paves the way for a “21st-century space program,” he said. “No one cares about safety more than I. I flew on the space shuttle four times. I lost friends in the two space shuttle tragedies. So I give you my word these vehicles will be safe,” Bolden said. “They will fulfill a critical NASA need, spur industrial innovation and free up NASA to do the bold, forward-leaning work that we need to do to explore beyond Earth.” is one of the reasons

What Am I
Am I nothing but a shadow in people's life, the piercing silence that fills minds and hollowed hearts? A figure that is nothing but herself and nothing more? From beliefs to my own heart, am I not just me. Can anyone see that for the truth of who I am or what I believe or are those that I once knew nothing anymore but my past?

Thank You Fubar
i always wanted to be taller. im average height. my boss is like 6'1, one of my co workers is 6'3... dammitt, i wanna be taller. but i have to thank you fubar, because while i cant find a way to be taller, i can come on this site and pretend since every girl i see on here is looking up at me like im 6'7... thanks for hookin a brotha up!!

Save Sara!
What if your $10 ticket could change the life of a 9 year old little girl? Would you spend it?Sara Has Retts Syndrome, She can't walk, talk or use her hands for sign language. She is fed through a feeding tube. She is bright and alert, a prisoner in her own body.Her mother Tonya Hanna (RL friend) has entered her in a raffle to have a chance to win an Eyegaze System, a device to track her eye movement on a monitor to choose words and speak for her.If you buy a ticket OR tickets! you will have a chance to win a $500 Visa gift card! and Sara gets the Eyegaze! Also ALL Fu's who buy tickets will be entered in my drawing for a God Mode!Raffle runs till Sept. 15 so buy now and more later if you can!Also visit my page to see vids of Sara! with another to come soon.Please click the pic below and go to the raffle site! ADDED THE PIC YOU CLICK ON IN MY COMMENTS HERE AT LEAST READ WHAT IS GOING ON!(repost of original by ' Saras Advocate AKA mOOnSpiCe' on '2011-08-11 10:33:15')

One Reason I Am Not On A Ton Of Social Sites
Facebook Stole Every Number in Your Phone; Here’s How to Undo the Damage Published August 12, 2011 | BGR advertisement This may come as a shock considering how seriously Facebook takes your privacy, but if you’re a Facebook user with one of Facebook’s mobile applications installed on your iPhone or one of several other smartphones, you’ve been robbed. Each and every contact stored on your phone is probably now also stored on Facebook’s servers, as was re-re-rediscovered by Facebook users this past week. Whether or not people in your contact list even have Facebook accounts, their names and phone numbers are likely now in Facebook’s possession. There is probably a clause buried deep within Facebook’s terms and conditions that makes this invasion of your privacy OK on paper, but odds are still pretty good that it’s not OK with you. Complete instructions outlining how to remove all of your contacts’ phone number

I Am A Real Woman!
I have been trying to date for a while now and have had terrible luck. For some reason I can't get past the second date. It seems that most of the men I have dated are looking for a woman that is more like a Barbie Doll than a Real Woman. A woman that always looks Hot and doesn't really have a mind of her own or just doesn't want to use it! I am a Real Woman! I do love to dress up, look Sexy and Hot but I also have a mind! I love having intellectual conversation, love learning new things, and new experiences. I am very strong willed, open minded, independant, honest, caring, loyal, sensual, positive, athletic, laid back, and comfortable with myself. I consider myself a diverse person and can be comfortable in most enviroments. This Real Woman wants a man that I am Attracted to and finds Interesting. One that is interested in My Ideas and Views as I am with His. My friends tell me I'm a great catch and a great person to be around! Then why the Hell can't I find a Man of my o

Lifes Fuck Up's
Do you ever wonder where you could have been if you made different choices... I've been thinking a lot about that lately.. one particular thing is when I was 22 I got a kick ass opportunity... I started interning in a recording studio in downtown hollywood. I got invited by someone that was recording in the studio to come help out at one of there shows.. He said he'd throw a band T-shirt on me and I can help load in the gear and get some experience in live sound. I was dating this girl at the time and I called her to tell her and she flipped out... Crazyness...I thought I loved her so I wanted to make sure she was happy.. I turned down the opportunity because of this chick... ANd i've regretted it ever since.. I eventually got out of interning at the studio as well because of this stupid dumbass girl.. grated we got married and then less than a year later she decided she was to young to be married and fucking divorced me... I Had one of the most amazing opportunities right in front

Say What?
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Sometimes Bad News Can Turn To Good News
On wed afternoon I got a call from my Vice President and she told me she had some bad news. I asked her what it was and she went on to tell me she did not want to do it by e-mail or text but felt it had to be done on the phone. I asked her what it was and she started to cry and tell me she was going to have to resign as Vice President of Guardians of the Children cause of personal and finacial reasons and could not serve me as I wanted her too. I was devasted by the news cause M&M she was the best VP I had since I started the Chapter 3 yrs ago. I was so sad by the news I called my Treasurer and told him he was like what the hell what happened. He said why not call her back and see if she will stay on as a member. I tried to call her back and no answer so I left her a message. The following day she called me and asked for my GOC e-mail and hubg up now that was unlike M&M. About 20 minutes later I recieved her resignation letter so I knew then it was official and I called my other Offic

Ready...set...try Again!...*sigh* Fail!
Picking Up the Pieces of Me How many times can a heart be broken? Do the pieces ever fit together again? A heart is simply complicated. It's ever changing and ever growing, reshaping and forming or filling holes. The pieces may not be perfectly fitting when you try to put them back together but somehow they fit and grow together - maybe slightly or deeply scarred. Nevertheless...they fit, perfectly forming you. Perfectly you - imperfectly you...it's all you. ~Azria~

Why Do Men Lie
I am tired of Men on fubar telling me there single, or flirting wiith me, telling me they love me or care about me when they really don't and have a real life girlfriend. Only thing that is going to get them farther in lie is telling the truth. I guess I am just writing this cuz I am upset and hurt. I get some men telling me they fantize or crush on me after months of telling me they are single and love me and find out tonite they lied and have a real lie girlfriend? Seriously don't tell me things I don't want to hear tell me the damn truth it gets you farther with me. Goodnite Fubar Sassy:)

An Interesting 6 Months, To Say The Least......
I'm sitting here utterly perplexed at myself - tears in my eyes, yet a smile on my face. I lost someone who I had gotten to know as a very good friend, and someone most of you are familiar with - Warrant's former frontman, Jani Lane. I thought I'd share some of my favorite times with him: It was November of 1996 in Detroit, and I was with Warrant, L.A. Guns and Bang Tango. This wasn't just any show - this night Warrant was recording a live album. I was so geeked that I don't know how I kept myself together. One person on my friend list, Viva, was there with a few other friends I brought that night. Before the big night at Harpo's, I had arranged for something special with my friends. It was gonna be manic that night at the club, so I took them to meet Warrant and the L.A. Guns at a private meet-n-greet earlier that day. We had some fun hanging with the Guns at first and then went to chill with Warrant. Now, not only was this day big for the obvious reaso

Shower Fantasy
I step into the shower, the hot water pounds heavily against my fair skin, turning it to bright pink as I wash away the stress of my day. In my mind, I have only to think you and it everything else seems to just melt into nothingness. I can almost feel you there with me, your hard body pressed against the length of my back. Almost yearning for your strong hands to be sliding slowly and thoroughly over every inch of my generous curves. I tilt my head back, letting the water flow down over my soft breasts then lean back a bit, the water hits my nipples directly. I gasp, then moan low in my throat as they harden under the stinging spray, the water giving me a pleasurable pain, a slight prickle as I think of your hands there... your lips...your teeth. I reach for the soap. Turning my body so the spray hits the back of my neck, I roll it between my wet hands; generous suds seep between my fingers as I place it back in the dish and bring my hands back to my body. I growl as I touch myself...

Pleasure
Glancing at the clock above my monitor I am surprised by the hour. Once again I have stayed up too late writing. I wonder, as I shut down the computer, strip and crawl into bed, where does the time go?The sheets are clean, crisp and cold. My body shivers as I run my hands up and down trying to generate some body warmth. My nipples are achingly hard from the cold, covering them with my hands to warm them, my palms register the firmness of the nipples. I briefly consider getting up and grabbing a tee shirt, but I cannot abide by night clothes, I usually end up getting tied up in them, so I sleep sans jammies.In minutes I am warm, rolling to my side, by hand automatically slips between my thighs, cupping my mound. My index finger slips between my lips and I am surprised by how wet I am. My current writing project has turned out to be a great deal more erotic than I had anticipated. My characters are taking on a life of their own and I enjoy the places they take me, it makes leaving them i

Bloodstained Petals Part 2
She kicked that treebranch as hard as she could out of her way, hating it for stopping what was up to this point a very therapeutic skating session. Now with presence of mind gone, and pain from her kiss with the bikepath, she decided she couldnt do any more out there today. spying a parkbench she made her way to it and sat down. Untying her skates, her mind reeled back to everything she had been holding inside until now. "alot of baggage here" she thought. Sarcasm took over jus for a moment and wondered if the Salvation army would appreciate me dumping it all on them as a donation? " Hell i wont even ask for a donation reciept. I didnt want to be greedy or selfish. I'd share everything i have in this life, why not my baggage too! Not believing it was a viable option, she just sat there wondering what to do next. God...you created me in your image to do good things as you would have them done, i have done everything you have asked of me, without questioning, without reservation

Woman's Beauty ...
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows.

Beauty Goes Beneath It All
Beauty is only skin deep. What a crock of shit. First of all the skin is just a portal to the soul. Beauty transcends the skin. Beauty is in a look, a well timed smart assed remark, a playful squeeze, a lusty growl. Beauty is the captivation of the neocorex. Beauty makes you do what you never thought you would or could do. Beauty turns you into a cognizant, insanely driven animal.

Emotions
Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sadbecause I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.

Poem Of The Day
I love your sweet temptations and sensual desiresI love your body on mine, fueling our heart’s fireI love holding you darling, and your tender touchI love your soft lips caressing mine so very much.I love feeling your heart, beating across the milesI love admiring the beauty in your precious smileI love being with you throughout all four seasonsI love you deeply my darling for so many reasons.I love the inspiration of your beauty when I writeI love cuddling with you on a cold winter’s nightI love how beautiful you are my darling, to adore I love each day when I fall in love with you more.I love knowing darling, you’re truly forever mineI love your warm soul, with our heart’s entwinedI love how two heart’s lead us to our true destiny I love you truly my darling, forever and endlessly.

Aurora
Aurora was born in the early 1600-s . around the time people started to disappear mysteriously .. only for some it wasn't mysteriously . it was part of the thier jorney a journey of people wo could travel throught time and live whether thier hearts desired them too . Aurroa was one of them and her looks made it harder to blend in .. as much as she wanted to. her long red hair casaded down her shoulders and her porcelian skin was like that of a dollls . her silver grey eyes alone brough her way too much attension and over the years bought her more lovers then she could possibly have . auroa was smarter then she would appear at first over the many centuries . she gained more knowledge then could ever be obtained by one life time .. Auroras wisedom she tried to hide that long with her secret .. but falling in love .. always left her vulernable .. and shed been betrayed so many times ... and killed in the name of love its was funny how u could see her scars of the last battles .. because e

Life
FIVE RULES TO REMEMBER IN LIFE: 1) Money cannot buy happiness but it’s more comfortable to cry in a Mercedes than on a bicycle. 2) Forgive your enemy but remember the bastard’s name. 3) Help someone when they are in trouble and they will remember you... when they're in trouble again. 4) Many people… are alive only because it’s illegal to shoot them. 5) Alcohol does not solve any problems, but... neither does milk.

Freaky Accddeint
Well for all those wondering why am In a mood today am going to make an almost two year story into about two paragraphs. Back on this date in 2004 I was in a near fatal car wreak. I was on my way to work at a new job and went to go get coffee as I normally do. The next thing I know I was in the back of a rig on the way to Copper Hospital witch is the trauma hospital for the area. They had to transport me there in ambulance do to rain they could not fly me there witch made it even worse with the pain and my breathing. They give me about 40 xrays and head CTs. they found that I had stopped breathing 4 broken ribs clasped lung Grade 2 concussion. Nothing like 12 doctors telling you oh yes you should be dead well am not hello lol. Well after a week of being in pain and having morphine drip they let me go home and all i wanted was my kids lay up in bed for all that time and nothing to do it was hard. Just wanted to share with my friends and to let everyone know:

Thoughts
As I sit on the toolbox of my old truck watching the horse slow eat hay and watching the sun fade into the western horizon I think "this is a mighty nice site". I hear the cicada's singing their lonesome song in the trees, the crickets slowly star to come from hiding to enjoy the on-coming night, the coyote howling somewhere in the distance calling for the rest of the pack, and just then a lone doe barely visible in the fading light walks from the brush sniffing the air wondering if it's safe to come from hiding for a drink before scaveging for food during the night. I dare not make a move knowing she would see and run for her life. She jumps the fence and slowly walks to the water trough taking a drink and then another and walks away. The dog sitting there keeping a ever faithful watch for varmits, snakes and such. Ears percking up and listening to every song the night has to bring. Even though it was a sight to see it still missed something of being perfect, that special someone sitt

Selfish, Uncaring, And Ungiving People
I started working at a call center for a certified charity and have been learning how selfish and uncaring people are when it comes to those who are homeless and in worse shape than they are. I have talked to people who try and use every bullshit line they can think of to not even listen to me. I have no time, I am in a bad financial situation, I am not interested, I give at my church, I give to the United Way, etc. Most of all of these excuses are just that excuses and I will go over why most of the bullshit people tell me is just that, bullshit. First of all let me start by saying that if your excuse is you do not have the time to help out the homeless and those who may lose their place to stay then you should kill yourself. If 5 minutes out of your day is too much time to help someone in need get the things they need then you are a piece of shit human being and not the kind of person who does not deserve to be alive. Now there are those who tell me I am

What Are You Trying To Accomplish?
some of you super popular fu women insist on secretly admiring me over and over. i am sure its not just me, its probably everyone. just carpet bombing the entire site. with the hopes of just one more rate or just one more like to maintain your rank or whatever... and im sure all the while not participating in kind when some lonely guy sees one of your photos and clicks hoping for some contact with a girl who in all reality is completely out of his league and who he would never approach in a real social setting. if you had any idea... ANY CLUE of the type of person i am, youd want me as a friend. not just one in the sea of thousands, but a real friend. because i rate and like my friends willingly. im what ya call GENUINE keep your phony admiration. im not interested.

Frisked
the annoyingly bright blue and red lights shined in her rear view mirror, her car parked on the side of the road. out of her mirror she watched the silloette of the officer approach her car and her hand gripped the wheel tight. his scent filled her nostrils with spices and citris. she looked up at him as his low baratone voice called out to her. "Licence and registration please?" she rubbed her knees together as she looked away from him. this wasnt her car, to be honest she didnt know who's car it was for, she was told to bring it back from a party becasue the driver was drunk, but when the officer pulled her over her so-called friends passed her by and continued on. "I... dont have a liscence." her soft, whispering, meek voice tried to call out to him. "I see." he said as he flashed his flashlight on her, rolling the light along her body to search her visually. "Then we will just have to find other ways of paying off this little violation wouldnt we?" he asked with a sick smirk.

Alcohol Classes
When I wrote the blog about getting my DUI, I had every intention of following up with one about how the classes went for it, as well as talking about the mistake itself. When I look back and think of these classes, I think of the people in them with me. The ones I had to share myself with each week; the ones who saw me at my best, and especially at my worst on two seperate occasions. I still run into some of these people sometimes, and just looking at each other and knowing what we shared together as a result of our biggest mistakes, feels like I'm running into a long lost friend. No matter our reason for being there - me smoking weed, the former cheerleader turned housewife who drank too much and drove after a company party, the kid who as soon as he saw a cop the night he got pulled - he drove into an empty parking lot and turned himself in. I took the role of jokester in class. Not trying to be disrespectful at all with it, I knew we were in there for shitty reasons. I just tried t

Fantasy Football
My Fantasy Football Team Roster QB's - Peyton Manning,Tony Romo WR's - Andre Johnson,Reggie Wayne,Vincent Jackson, Plaxico Burress,Dez Bryant RB's - Jamaal Charles,Rashard Mendenhall,Ahmad Bradshaw, Ryan Grant,Javid Best,Willis McGahee TE - Jason Whitten K - Nate Kaeding D - Saints I picked Ryan Grant in the 14th rnd!! He was STILL THERE hahaha,I think I got a good team :D whadduhya think?

Caution..... You Might Be Offended.
1.) change begging bums: is there any kind of screening process that you put your targets through? How has the withering economy changed your take of the tail end of our hourly earnings? Have you changed your diet from the morning diarrhea on rye sammich and 22oz. 211 steel reserve? Should i consider getting myself a set of fucked up clothes and practice my puppy dog eyes peering through a shaggy beard and toothless grin? I know that there really are people out there with serious problems and the results have landed them on the unforgiving streets of the city....this is not my complaint. My complaint is that there are places that will hire a strong hand for bullshit jobs so you can buy your own damn can of shitty beer and loaf of bread to make a sammich out of whatever it is you find most appealing out of the dumpster. Stop asking me. I hate it. For those of you creative enough to make a cute little cardboard sign stating your basic needs for the day and what you're willi

Free
Free is as free can be. what does it take to be truly free? Is it like taking of your clothes and running around naked? Oh what would it be like to be free of desperation. Shall I ever truly feel free? Do I truly feel Free? It is time to let go of this deperation. to be free. Now free of desperation. Where to go? What to do? Shall i just be free and not worry on how to be free? I am FREE!

Scared About The Surgery
I am having major sugery on the 24th or the 31st. All my doctors are talking w/each other before the surgery. Its brain surgery. I have a tumor that keeps growing and causing me horrendous headaches. I already had problems w/having headaches but these headaches are killer!!!! Make me wish i was dead when they hit they are just simply that bad. They dont know if its a cancerous tumor or not, but i guess i'll find out soon after surgery. Doc says i will be in ICU for 4-5 days and 4 more days on a regular floor. They dont want me to only rely on IV pain meds. But oral as well, cuz i wont have IVs when i go to the phsycial rehab i have to go to afterwards to recover. They feel i will have some problems speaking and walking so off i go again to a phsycial rehab. again!! I am scared that i might die during surgery. Or that i'll have irreversable brain damage. these are all possiblities. the surgeon is the best in Indiana, im told by other patients who he operated on. But w/having

The Nerve Of Some............
Here it is not even a month of Demon Tab's passing, that I am confronted in a friend request no less, for me to remove "my stuff".. stuff consists of my pic of him and my status I suppose. "please let tom rest in peace..take your stuff down ..it's time..i know it hurts but he wouldnt want this" Well.... I could not let it go without saying something so I posted this into my new friend's status because it irked me that someone would add me to just say that and btw.. not even rate my damned profile.. lol She is no longer on my friends list and will most likely be blocked. I don't need this from a stranger and I'm sure Tab wouldn't like it much either. "Tess Tab was my friend and I don't think he would mind me keeping "it" up, but I will be taking it down on Sept 1st. maybe. A lot of people still do not know what happened to him, so they see this and then ask. I also think I would know what Tom would say if he was asked to do this about a friend of his.,,,,,,,,, " 29 mins ago N

Top Chicks
I took a look at the top chicks and I was blown away! They look like rejects from the pig farm. Why are they the top chicks? MMMM let's see. Cause they have a paid account? Cause they know how to bullshit people to get want they want. And what they want is to be top chick here. And what do they get for it?????????????????MONEY? NO FAME NO So why do it???? Cause they need the feeling of power. But guess what. You do not have the power. FUBAR just FUCKED you. Your all that on fubar and nothing in real life.

Tangled Roots, Buried Deep
Like tangled roots buried deep, entwined as one we are complete, a raging fire so quick to burn, like savage winds, so quick to turn, through the smoke, we see the scars, among the embers is where we are, beneath the surface, that's where we'll be, for all of time, infinity.

Rate Me & I Return It
Had to laugh at Lixated's status today... He's decided to block any fu-whore that uses the Secret Admirer game to get rates/likes/fans/friends instead of playing their game. He pointed out that all these fake admirers had to do to get a rate/like was show the same consideration to his page... DUH!! It's just that simple folks! Now play nice!

Just Wow
This past week has been just wow ... It has been an emotional round of ACM (Look that up it's a military turm specifically fighter pilot turm) And Right now I'm giddy. I need a Grinectomy (Surgical removal of the grin from the face a made up turm) And I beleive it is only going to get better. *Looks to his one sleeping peacefully* Yeah only going to get amazing. For I have found her. *Looks to who I have to thank for this* Thank you for everything, and especially for introducing us I don't regret a thing.

I Know It Hurts
I know it hurt you It hurt me too, But now that you are gone, All I know is I miss you.You were there for so long, I never thought you would leave. I thought you had so many years, waiting up your sleeve. That day you left, Was the saddest of my life I remember going home, And crying all night. I might be selfish, But I wish you were still here. Or if you stayed,

Nothin To You
the distance between us, its killing me, the words spoken between us, they are hurting me, the look in my eyes when you walked away, unforgetable to me, my brokenheart? meaningless to you, the tears i cried,nothing to you, the look in my eyes when i walked away, forgetable to you, what you mean to me, everything, what i would give to have you back, everything, what would it change? nothing, why would it change nothing? cuz to you i mean nothing, i am nothing, and nothing will change that,

You - Want To Be In An Auction?
Anyone want to be in an auction??? You know you all love those you make a Fu-Killing...here's someone that's hosting one so contact her for details!.. http://www.fubar.com/tomboyfromhell I have a ton to catch up on, including some crazy and some bombshells so stay tuned! Peace...

Mother Nature
In the last 10 years our planet has showed us it natural forces.. The tidel waves, earth quakes, volcanos, hurricanes now headed for the east coast again. Is it time we wake up?? we need to listen to our mother more. you know if you drop a frog into hot water he will jump straight out.. if you take the same frog put him in cold water and heat it up slow he will stay till he boils up dead. seem us humans are like that frog. mayans have said that 2012 was signifcate for some reason.. lets put all of our head together and see if things are like we are being told or if something else is up.. all of us are in this world together lets not let it boil. please comment

[a Lot Like Homework]
Finishing these Fallout 3 expansions feel a lot like homework for a class I never wanted to take. Don't lock me in a room, corridor, spaceship whatever in a game about exploring the wasteland. I'll get bored and feel taken out of the core element of the game. It also doesn't help that ... Fallout 3 is notorious for bugs. Crashes. Etc. For one stretch I was averaging a game crashing bug every six minutes of gameplay. Not fun. Now I just play in constant fear of it happening. Like it did an hour ago, after a prolonged gun fight (my 4,000 shootout with aliens in 6 hours) and a tedious sequence where I had to blow up some generators (my 30th blown up generator since being abducted by aliens) and it happened RIGHT at the area's exit. There's a reason I didn't run screaming to the store to get these expansions when they came out. There's a reason I haven't finished them in ... 3 years? See above. ... the part about being locked up in a game about

Loss Of Love.
Heartbreak is a bad thing no matter how many times it happens to you. You never get over it quickly and it always hurts! See I've never been good at expressing my self or telling other my feelings now I have lost someone I care about very much by keeping it bottled up, am I to go through life alone? Who knows but will I settle for whats there or will I find love again?

Let Me Go
I look for you and you are no where to be found. I listen for your laugh but there is no sound I long for your embrace but will never feel it again I will never get lost in your eyes again or feel your sweet breath on my neck what I am left with will not do when I am left with everything, but you Your memory haunts me pain over rides all the memories I have, good and sad. The days fold into the night but some how I never see the light. I scream your name, can you hear Can you see my fear. Can you slate this clean and remove my tear. Please just let me go dear. BY:AL

Pants Availability
My Aunt works in an AZ. Prison posted this on her facebook today. Made me laugh, I want to post this in the dojo to all the punk kids who take MMA classes just to look cool. They are the idiots who show up for class once a week and we see them on the streets smoking cigs and being morons. To all you guys who "sag" your pants and show your butt and underwear....did you know it originated in prison? It was a signal to the other MEN that you are "available". So if you wanna keep going around looking like your "available" for another dude to "tap that"... then keep thinking your cool while I think you look like a Fool!!! RE-Post if you agree

Mothers Aniversary...
THIS WAS FOR MY MOTHER BEFORE SHE DIED AND ITS HER BIRTHDAY TODAY... God bless you mom I love you may you ever rest in peace mwah xxxI LOVE YOU MOTHER... These tears are not of joy,But of sorrow as you can see.They're for my dear mother,Who is very sick indeed. I want to help her get better,But this will never be so.For she turned my offer down,And blatantly said NO. So all I can do now,Is sit and watch with fright.As mother slowly dwindles from me,And far beyond my sight. I hope gods place is ready,For someone as dear as my mother.For

Great Guy
There are no words to describe all the feelings i have inside, all the things you do to me. how you somehow make me come alive. I wish i could explain why i feel this way; why I am affected by everything you do and say. How can i explain to you? everything you do for me, how you make me want to be a better person ; in your own little way help set me free. Is there a way to show you all the happiness you bring to me? and all the smiles you create by all the little things you do. there is no way to express how you make me feel. But what i really want you to knowp is how much i truely care for you and how i value your wishes, opinions and boundaries. maybe one day i can tell you all the reasons i dont want us to end and how even if we never begin.....I will always consider you my friend!! thank you for being you. i cherish every moment we have spent together, you are a great guy and please dont ever forget that!!!

Sweet Tease
Sweet Tease I'm sure you know full wellThe damage that you doAnd I am sure you're certainI'll not soon take leave of youSo lead me on, I'll play for nowI'm going to have you, anyhowDon't let your luscious lips tell me liesBecause I see all the answers in your eyesAnd when hot glances come my wayYou make me wonder why you playBut go ahead love, play the gameSoon I will have you, just the sameIt seems, my love, you haven't learnedThat playing with fire will get you burnedEach word and truth I speak, directShall melt your resistance, I suspectThen other games with you I'll playI mean to have you anywayI only seek to touch your heartAnd pleasure you in every partSweet Tease, for me you are desireFor you, my blood runs liquid fireAnd it matters not what others sayIn my dreams I've had you in every way ©2011 Dene Whelchel

True Beauty
True beauty is in the way she laughsTrue beauty is in her eyesTrue beauty is how she actsTrue beauty is insideTrue beauty is unseenTrue beauty is only feltTrue beauty is not meanTrue beauty is herselfTrue beauty can't be cruelTrue beauty is bareTrue beauty within youTrue beauty is always thereTrue Beauty can't be covered with makeupTrue beauty means true loveTrue beauty can't be baked upTrue beauty is the flight of a True beauty has no flawsFor True beauty is all that matters after all

A Womans Worth
A Woman's Worth You could buy me diamonds , you could buy me pearlsTake me on a cruise around the worldBaby you know I’m worth itDinner lit by candles, run my bubble bathMake love tenderly to last and lastBaby you know I’m worth itWanna please wanna keep wanna treat your woman rightNot just told but to show she is worth your timeYou will lose if you choose to refuse to put her firstShe will if she can’t find a man who knows her worth, mhmnCuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees herAnd a real woman knows a real man ain’t afraid to please herAnd a real woman knows a real man always comes firstAnd a real man just can’t deny a woman’s worthIf you treat me fairly I’ll give you all my goodsTreat you like a real woman shouldBaby I know your worth itIf you never play me , promise not to bluffI’ll hold it down when it get’s ruffBaby I know your worth itShe rolls the mile makes you smil

Angels And Shadows
He sat in a dimly lit booth in the corner of the bar, the perfect place to survey the crowd and watch the door. He was alone, as always, like every night since he could remember. He looked around at the crowd, drunk and rowdy, being social with their peers. The smells of various alcohols and smoke filled the air, and sounds of meaningless conversations echoing. As he looked around, peering past the heads of passers by, he saw her. Her body language told it all. She was what he had come here for. She sat alone at the bar staring at a television she couldn't hear, sipping from a glass of mild wine. She drew no attention from those around her and made no effort to. She didn't come for the social scene, just to drink and escape the world outside. He stood up from his booth and walked through the crowd, eyes locked on her. He confidently sat down next to her. As if to read her mind he said," We are all looking for a place to call home... and somewhere to escape when that home becomes a

Creative Writing Championship 2011, Round 1 Entry
This is a 1,000 word story Genre: Fantasy Location: A public library Object: A remote control A Tooth Fairytale I pick up the remote and turn on the sports channel, but golf is on so I turn to one of the news channels and a show is starting. I set the remote down as the title “The Sexist Tooth Fairy Union?” flashes across the screen. The documentary looks low budget, flood lights are berating a table in front of the Non Fiction stacks of books and three tooth fairies sit at the table. They introduce themselves as Bob, Ken and Steve. The voiceover tells me that they are the only three male tooth fairies working today. Although, it doesn’t seem like they will be working much longer. The three have co-authored a book about the sexism and discrimination in the tooth fairy union and Bob says he thought other kinds of fairies needed to be aware of the conditions of tooth fairies. I admit working as a Hobgoblin I rarely pay attention to the social inadequac

I Wasn't Proud
Ricky was the first and Jeremy was the last, a painfully wet and wild past. Trying to figure a way to clear a name, so I can throw away any idea of fame. I don't want any one to remember when they maybe hear my name. They hopefully murmur, never knew her. I can honestly say out loud I committed sin and I wasn't proud. I never felt like I was really loved or even cared for, every closed heart means I can play no more. This hand I was dealt, knew somehow exactly how I felt. It all happened like it should, wanting any more or less I never could. I'll destroy everything that might remind anyone I existed, burn me with my hands tight fisted. Take my life, with your knife.

Now That's A Poem =]
Thick girl when I see you pass I can't help looking at your ass Thick girl your thighs are so extreme I'd lick between'um and make you creme Thick girl don't hurt nobody with your thick body Damn girl, you're the thickest thang in the party Thick girl got a lil extra cushion Her body can take whatever he's pushin Thick girl don't hide under baggy clothes & be scared to be free You might as well show us what we already see Thick girl we see can see your thick outlined shape The big booty you have, the jiggle it makes Thick girl I'd rather look at you mouth watering, juicy meat, in my point of view!

What Now
I looked forward to sleep. Sometimes I dream, and you are there. And then I realize the reality of my life. A life I've come to hate. Careless whispers heated the coldness of my smile. Once upon a time, Long sexy strokes of confidence coloured my skin, Because then,You were there. I don't know if I'll ever forget How you made everything to me seem complete. You were the passion underneath the harshness of those tidal waves. They used to sink me and drown me. And then, You gave your breath to me. And I tasted the sweet flavor of life. Now, I need to break the intricate web, You have woven around me. Safety cradles me like a soft lullaby. But then, That was the only song I wanted to hear. And then, You threw it away. Bittersweet sensations, Lingered like an unwanted scar. You hid me far away from the painful truth, And then you tossed your heart high, Into the nighttime sky. Far enough, I cried because I couldn't see it. Now, I look forward to sleep. I can d

Every 40 Seconds Someone Asks ... Why?
I thinks its easy for people to say sucide's not the answer when they've never known what it feels like to be pushed to your limits and past. When you fight to find a reason to keep going. And once you cant find that reason anymore, its just not worth the fight. But I think the fight is what makes us strong enought to keep going. Life's gonna push you, but how hard you push back is what matters. I'm still pushing back, and I think it's going to be worth it.

First Blog, What Do You Guys Think???
hey sexy. can I talk to you through messenger or am i bothering your fine ass? cuz I'd love to unzip your shorts with my teeth, pulling them .. down then taking your panties off with my teeth til I get to your clit and start sucking on that as my tongue slides through your pussy lips have you over here doing that to you... and sliding my finger in and out of your pussy the same time... u feeling my tongue pushing on your pussy muscles as you pull my head toward you as I go deeper with my tongue I move upwards to your clit and begin to play with it getting it throbbing and swollen as you grip the pillow and bite on it to muffle your moan. you arche your back and push down on my mouth to grind on my tongue as you begin to cum squirting me in the face and mouth as I drink it all up I move up as I begin playing with your tits, making your nipples hard, as you unzip my pants and pull them off anticipating my hard cock in your hand so you can play with it and feel it throb in your grip as

I Love You
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

True Italian Meal
A true italian meal comes in corses, first you get the pasta you take a brea to let it settle then you get the chicken, or whatever else was prepaired, then you get the rest, then you get desert but if you see it all on a table FORGET ABOUT IT!! YOUR EYES WILL BE WIDE OPEN we are talking all spread out lasagnia, pasta, chicken, steak, meatballs, and any other italian food you can think of trust me if your not full when your done eating you gots a problem italian food makes you feel soooo stuffed its crazy not to mention massive left overs, so your leaving that house with food for like 3 days lol

My Heart
I look in your eyes And they are deep blue Your gaze has me wondering Do you want me to? I've given you my heart Which you hold in your hand You toss it and twist it Where will it land? Beginning to wonder What can I do To keep my heart safe Should I save it from you? You used to deserve it Now you dont It's broken and hurting Just set it afloat. Give it back to me,for me to regive To someone who will love it With all that they have Someone who will hold it with strong,gentle hands. Poem By Tammy C.

Poem
Everywhere i look i hope to see,your face.Every touch i feel makes,me long for your embrace.I am yours heart and,soul.Wishing every day that you,where here.holding you close and,never letting go.you always touch my soul.we may be miles apart i hold tight,the promise weve made.

Poem3
Beaten, torn, battered, and bruised,her heart has become.Heart numb as can be she,has no idea what she's waiting for.Thinking of him she can't sleep,everything reminds her of him,no matter where she turns there is,small reminders of him.Her heart, mind, and soul tortured with,his sweet memory.Aching for his touch again,to take in his smell,remembering every detail of him.How could she go on living,without him?Remembering the times they had shared.

Tips For Fast Points On Fubar
I decided to write this blog with the intention and hope of helping fellow Fubar members with getting points to help them level up a little quicker. Keep in mind that now there are other requirements for leveling. This blog will just focus on the points. What is Fubar?-----------------In short, Fubar is a game and a popularity contest. It may come as a surprise (sarcasm), but you'll find that usually women with NSFW photos will be at the higher levels. That's because men will buy them bling, VIP's, etc that enable them to level with minimal effort on their part. Also people who purchase God Mode blings for themselves everyday will be at higher levels as well. If you don't want to buy God Mode blings and are not a female with NSFW photos, you'll find that it takes a great deal of time and effort to gather points needed to level. I've learned of a few ways to help ease the time it takes to get points. Keep in mind, using these techniques will not help you get to level 50 over night. It

No One's Fool
I love you he said. Next came his fist, upside my head. Not an ounce of love, Did I have for him. I just had fear, And pain, dwelling within. I was a child, With no one who cared. That was my reasoning, For being there. No way out, nowhere to run. No one but me, To depend upon. That’s when I realized, I would have to be strong. Look him in the eye, And carry on. I made it out, It almost cost me my life. I stood tall and spoke out. Shot daggers through his eyes. As he tried to scare his way out. But when they carried him off in handcuffs. There wasn’t any doubt. That I am grown woman now, And I play by my rules. I will never again, Be anybody’s fool.

After A Long Night Making Love
After a long night of making love, the guy notices a photo of another man on the womans nightstand. He nervously asks, Is this your husband? No, silly, she replies, Your boyfriend, then? he continues. No, not at all, she says, Is it your your brother? he inquires, hoping to be reassured. No, no, no! You are so hot when you're jealous! she answers. Well, who is he, then? he demands. She whispers in his ear. That's me before the surgery.

Jar Of Hearts....
No, I can't take one more step towards you‘Cause all that's waiting is regretDon't you know I'm not your ghost anymoreYou lost the love I loved the mostI learned to live, half aliveAnd now you want me one more timeAnd who do you think you are?Runnin' 'round leaving scarsCollecting your jar of heartsAnd tearing love apartYou're gonna catch a coldFrom the ice inside your soulSo don't come back for meWho do you think you are?I hear you're asking all aroundIf I am anywhere to be foundBut I have grown too strongTo ever fall back in your armsI've learned to live, half aliveAnd now you want me one more timeIt took so long just to feel alrightRemember how to put back the light in my eyesI wish I had missed the first time that we kissed‘Cause you broke all your promisesAnd now you're backYou don't get to get me backWho do you think you are?Runnin' 'round leaving scarsCollecting your jar of heartsAnd tearing love apartYou're gonna catch a coldFrom the ice inside your soulDon't come b

Dancing In The Rain
I'm Dancing in the Rain Looking to the Sky, a Strong Wind blowing A Lone Wolf Calling out your Name I reach out my arms to you, Longing to pull you in tight I want to hold you All through the night And as our lips meet Lightning streaks across the sky Can you feel my heart beat like Thunder Can you see the fire in my eyes I'm Dancing in the Rain Looking to the Sky, a Strong Wind blowing A Lone Wolf Calling out your Name I sit here watching the world go by The rain is like the tears that I cry The cold, the damp, a reflection of my heart The endless aching because we're apart Waiting here next to the river so free Wondering if you are thinking of me The wind and the rain, depicting my pain roars of thunder screaming your name I'm Dancing in the Rain Looking to the Sky, a Strong Wind blowing A Lone Wolf Calling out your Name Waiting here next to the fire so bright Yet it can't chase away the shadow of night A flash of lightning, but I have no fear Hoping the storm is a sign to you

The Ghost
Needles in the grass, poking through your shield. Scratching at your ribs, bleeding in the field. Misty colored droplets; leave your heavy head. The Ghost in the wind, replaying all she said. Tumbling through his mind, like a wheel inside a clock. Coal, embers, fire. He could not make it stop. Flames engross the pure- The pure begin to wilt. The wilting turns to ashes- The ashes; into filth. - "What a dirty solider." the ghost said condesendingly. "Please forgive me, Mi'lady; it's what you've made of me." Her laugh was that of nightmares. Her laugh; grizzly, sarcastic and cruel. - "I've made nothing of you. I am just a memories fool." - "I am of your own making." - "I am the monster with in."

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

To Love Is....
To spend timeless moments with you, Wishing that each would last for eternity; To speak by just the mere touch of your fingertips, To gaze into your eyes and see my whole life in each delicate sparkle. To know the feelings of complete lonliness whe we are apart, but to overcome it knowing the love I have for you in my heart. To want for nothing, for you are all my needs and desires; to lie awake at night and see charades of you in my eyes, to know the worth of life as I hold you in my arms; To shutter at the mere thought of not having you again; to say now and my lifetime through... I will love you always....

A Secret Desire
YOU DONT KNOW ME BUT I HARBOR A SECRET ONE SO FIERY THAT I FEAR IT WOULD SCORCH YOU EACH TIME I THINK OF YOU IT BEGINS TO UNCURL DEEP WITHIN ME A LIL FLICKER OF WARMTH IGNITES TO FORM AN INFERNO THE LIKES OF WHICH I HAVE NEVER FELT RUNNING MY FINGERS THROUGH THE FLAMES FINDING MYSELF SHIVERING IN ECSTACY I LONG TO FEEL YOU RUN YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY FIRE TASTE THE BURNING EMBERS CALLED ME WOULD YOU FEAR ME IF I SHOWED THIS SIDE OF ME THAT BURNS JUST FOR YOU WOULD IT BE THE END OF US THAT LIL FLICKER OF A SPARK YOU SEE ONCE IN A WHILE WHEN MY GUARD GOES DOWN I CATCH MYSELF JUST IN TIME BEFORE I LET LOOSE MY HEAT A SMALL GLIMPSE OF YOU SETS ME OFF BITING MY LIP HOLDING DOWN TIGHT SCREAMING IN THE NIGHT WHEN NO ONE IS AROUND BEEEEEEEEGGING FOR RELEASE MY SECRET YEARNING FOR YOU GROWS HOW LONG CAN I HOLD IT IN CHECK BEFORE IT EXPLODES FROM ME DEVOURING YOU IN ITS INTENSE FLAMES HOLDING YOU DOWN TASTING YOU WITH MY WICKED FORKED TONGUE

((two Souls Uniting))
Two Souls Uniting I can feel you all throughout meso deep inside meunderneath, I can feel you move through meI breathe you like I'm taking in my last breathI feel like I'm fliped inside out, you surround meThere's a voice that isn't mine; I listendisconnecting from everything insideFaitfully uniting as one without any self-controlAching to embrace our love as oneYou're everything I knowI have made choices that wasted many daysWe have both waited for thisBlessing our love even strongereven when we are apartImagine us making lovebeneath the stars abovecreating our own magical night

°º¤ø, ¸¸, ø¤º°`°º¤ø, ¸total Eclipse Of The Heart°º¤ø, ¸¸, ø¤º°`°º¤ø, ¸
Together we can take it to the end of the lightI don't know what else to say tonightI really need you in my sightThings don't seem so right I feel like I'm holdin' on with all my mightMy heart is filled with so much frightI am so nervous that best of the years are gone Every now and then I fall apartTake my hand and walk with me through thisI don't know what to do but give you my heartMaybe we can sit here hand in handRemenicing of the times we spent at the parkA song keeps comming to mindWondering with every split moment What the doctors are gonna find

Yours To Keep
You're beautiful, they say. A million times, a day. But it's just a game, to see if they can get in. My doors are locked. Only ONE can win. He is the one, who holds the key. No one else compares. He is it for me. No other words or emotions, have ever came close. He seen me from the inside, it is him I chose. I feel him with me, with each and every breath. Every laugh, every smile, every obstacle, every step. Pushing me forward, saying you are worth it all. One of the reasons, I couldn't help but fall. So positive and bright, making me feel like I am something unique. Regardless of how far you are, My heart, is yours to keep.

Imagine
IMAGINE @ @ I come up the steps to your porch and you are standing there watching me thru the screen. I smile as I tug at the hem of my skirt walking to you as you open the screen door and welcome me. You smile and wrap your arms around me taking me into a warm and gentle hug. As we embrace you kiss me cheek and invite me in. I smile and except your invitation as you wrap your fingers around mine and I feel the roughness of your work strong hands. You take me to the living room where we sit to visit, turned to face each other on the couch. You’re watching me so intensely it is almost enough to make me blush. You scoot closer to me and reach for my hand as you do. You caress my hand that you’re holding we make idle small talk and I forget what I’m saying as you run your finger across my palm. Slow wide circles across my palm then up each finger and back down and as you do this, I relax and lean closer to you. You look up and lean closer to kiss me, softly at f

Just Can't Anymore
The needle goes in, little blood comes out. My heart's still beating, but I don't see how. Weak, pale, and giving up. This disease can have me, the struggle is to much. I'm not going to try, anymore. It's too hard, it never works, I'm locking the door. Laying down, saying my prayers. Guide her please, let her know I'm there. I tried so hard, but could never get it right. I just don't have it in me, to win one more fight.

Win's My Heart!
I met her just a few year's ago, The Moon was shining bright,Shining on her delicate chest, We sat down we spoke, About life, past , present , future, Asking what the hell is life, She raised a rather blank smile ,Threw a dice upon a gane,Turned up blue, leaving a little frown, He asked her to try again,Take that dice upon your hand, throw again, She asked for black as the table's spun, He just sat his head in hand's,Watching that silvery ball spin, Setlle's with a general rattle, His hand in her's. watching in a daze, That ball did settle where it should, Crowds scream out wild & with Glee,We have a winner .......It's called you & Him!

To Those Of You That Consider Me Your Friend.(outside Of The Internet)
SOMETHINGS YOU NEED TO HEAR AND SERIOUSLY WRAP YOUR HEAD AROUND. 1.) I LOVE YOU FOR YOU. THE IMPERFECT YOU. THE YOU THAT WILL MAKE MISTAKES. 2.) I LOVE YOU ENOUGH TO NOT KISS YOUR ASS WHEN YOU HAVE OR ARE GOING TO DO SOMETHING I KNOW YOU ARE SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER TO DO. 3.) I LOVE YOU ENOUGH TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH. EVEN IF IT WILL MAKE YOU ANGRY. EVEN IF I KNOW IT ISNT IN YOUR FAVOR. 4.) I HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH YOU BEING MAD AT ME FOR TELLING YOU THE TRUTH. 5.) SHUTTING ME OUT ON THINGS YOU ARE AFRAID I WONT TAKE YOUR SIDE ON DEGRADES AND INSULTS ME AS A FRIEND. YOU DONT WANT A FRIEND. YOU WANT A "YES MAN". 6.) PICKING AND CHOOSING WHEN I AM YOUR "FRIEND", DOESNT MAKE ME YOUR FRIEND. I AM YOUR FFRIEND 24/7. GOOD AND BAD. WHEN YOU DO SOMETHING STUPID. WHEN YOU DO SOMETHING SMART. WHEN I AGREE WITH YOU. WHEN I DONT AGREE WITH YOU. TREAT ME THE SAME OR GO YOUR SEPERATE WAY RIGHT NOW. 7.) FAIR WEATHER FRIENDS ARE ONLY THERE WHEN TIMES ARE GOOD. IF THE ONLY TIME

Rachel Aka Bettyspaghetti Is Shallow
rachel made a folder called liars and fakes. apparently anyone without a salute is applicable to get in that folder. Rachel and I have been in each others' fams since she made her first account on fubar, going well over a year now. I defended a friend that was put in that folder. Now rachel has blocked me, like i was yesterday's news. Since that is all it took I will say this to rachel and anyone that defends her: If you make me choose between a friend without a salute and you, I will choose them every time. I will choose people that actually want friends, not people who want addons or yes men. Rachel you have proven your shallowness and its sad cuz we talked nearly daily. I'll miss talking to you, but its pretty obvious you won't miss talking to me. Have a good , drama filled life. I will be happier without your senseless drama.

The 1st Part
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Thoughts In My Head
I decided that enough is enough, that since you obviously dont care about me anymore Im just going to move on. Easier said than done I suppose, because at the end of the day Im staring out the window with these tears on my cheeks. Look what youve done to me. There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. It sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't, because your still waiting for the impossible to happen. Don't lose yourself in attempt to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you.

Manners
This is my first ever blog. I was out shopping at the weekend when an arguement took place and it grabbed my attention. A young mum who i'd say was in her late teens was arguing with her mum who i knew, now i knew the daughter's mum and was shocked to hear the language that spilled from the daughter's mouth, so being the sort of geezer i am i went over to calm the situation. I was met with a barrage of abuse from this foul mouthed teen which shocked me rigid i can tell ya my first reaction was to sock her in the jaw but as i've never in my life raised my hand to a woman i walked away seething. The point i'm try to make is in my opinion kids have to much power over their elders and its time for parents to seize the power back. I can remember if i stepped out of line and spoke to my mum and dad in that manner put it this way i wouldn't be typing this now, my old man god rest him was as tough as old boots and had hands on him like shovels and a stare that could make a grown man wet himse

Topaz Angel (skewed Poem For My Wife To Be)
I saw you come, fall as delicate as the snow, An Angel crossed his path with grace, With wings of sillver shing under the sun, Flew with such grace past his face, I saw the birth , I saw the life, Carried your burden & felt your pain, This life was stretchered out for us, Sketched in charcoal & painted delicate, Was & still is my jewel, keeps her safe, Watche's it shine under the pale lights, A beautiful blue shrouded with a pastel pink cloth, Halo shimmering gold, Polished & looking fine, Dancing through my mind those colour's, I just can not erase, She is my Angel!

A Soldier's Dream!
Watches the sun go down behind my back, Silouhette's of a soldier raising a flag, Caught upon his past Dust rising , smoke clearing a ragged soul, Rifle on his shoulder, bayonet attached, He may be bloodied, Maybe a little bruised, Emblazoned upon his chest, An insignia of the country,He fought for, Carrying honour in his every step, Steel boot's step on the granite stone, Receiving his medallion,This gold is nothing to him, for the people he has saved, Memories drift back, a tear in his eye, Deserts & forests, Upon his gaze, Never forget!

I'm Mad At Al Davis And Quite Upset With Derrick Ramirez
I just can't seem to get 'ready for some football'. The lock out real turned me off and as much as I love football, even knowing that we are one week away from the season starting, I just can't get my football 'joy' going! At the end of last season, the Raiders didn't make it into the playoffs but I don't know, I was pretty excited about winning 8 games! That was a huge improvement over previous seasons. We actually won 1/2 our games!!! But Al Davis allowed us fans exactly ONE day to be happy and to celebrate the season. He immediately had to fire Tom Cable and make what appeared to be yet another bad decision. That was it for me and so my Al Davis Voodoo Doll was born. He has a paper head, and his face is the exact replica of Al Davis. I've spent the off season actually being quite nice to my Al D Voodoo Doll; today I even took him to the river with us for a little Labor Day Rest & Relaxation. Al D seemed to have a good time but when we got home I notice that his feet were

Found This. And I Completely Agree
Each shall have a room, as they are distinctAs love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its gamesAs love is day, lust is the night at the barAs love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty frothLove need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisiteLove may abstain, but lust cannotBy its nature it thrives in banquetsLove is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desiresI can love you without lustBut you may not like it after allI love and lust youAnd in youLove and lust shallHold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the nightLove and lustThe two becoming oneTo both of usSo this union may lastThis communion of souls.

Demon Desires Part 1
AI was sitting at the computer playing a game on face book when the phone rang. “Hello, hey Katie what’s up?” “Wanted to know if you wanted to go out with some of the girls tonight? We’re going to a new exhibit at the museum.” “I don’t know, have to get up early tomorrow for work. What time does this exhibit start?” “Believe it or not the exhibit starts at midnight; it’s a Dark Art Exhibit. The flyer that I picked up says that there will be a lot of dark art, statues, and people who claimed they have seen demons and the devil. Just thought that it might help with your stories, you know give you some inspiration. You were the one who was talking about wanting to write something totally new and different.” Katie was giggling as she spoke. “You’re a brat, I don’t care if you are my best friend or not. You knew that there was no way I could say no t

Feathers
..Feather.. A feather drifts through the skies, randomlyTumbles as it gets caught in updrafts of the wind,Sitting amongst the debris that should be life,A fallen angel stares into the moments,Tears of mercury weigh heavily upon her face,Constantly slicing are the knives of disgrace.An eternal abyss of shadows for an infinity of lifetimes,Even knowing mercy will never come via simplistic grace,She greets oblivion willingly with obvious haste, Her fractured soul not feeling the true burdens of herIsolation, the loneliness has hope laid to waste.The wind picks up more feathers and carries them away,They remind her of the souls of which she once played,Battered and torn as they drift away, once gleamingAnd bright now sullen and grey.She pays for each of them dearly and repeatedly,Her pound of flesh forever bleeding,Surrounded by foma from those who despise,

Poetry
craving you bodies converse as you exhale I inhale your scent dark and alluring whispers of ecstasy greet the night So electric your body shakes Holding my frame Unleashing the quiet tame Heat as the spark is lit Your tongue awakens my clit Release the inner animal inside of me Skin to skin Laying with you must be a sin to feel such pleasure radiates my bones Your body blankets mine In this intimate alone Away from my thoughts In such an escape You lift my soul to heights never known Drown me in this passionate kiss for a sullen moment of bliss My body quivers with the desire you give Your tongue my talented master Awakens the woman in me So taken by your generous ecstasy Your fingertips trace my every curve Your tongue strokes my every nerve make me melt into the sheets Your lips greet mine such a sensual interaction

Intoxicated
Lingering within my memory His senses i command Intoxicated by his desire Entranced by his demand So secure against his chest Surrendering to his touch Satisfying his hunger His need i crave so much His eyes burn deep inside me Mesmerized by his stare Unbridled passion flowing free Transfixed within his glare Our bodies moved in harmony Locked in passion as we were I couldn't tell the you from me Our sense of time began to blur in the heady afterglow his scent upon my skin the taste of him i'll always know i felt him from within.

What Is It
Love, many people wonder what this is, some dont even get to have it in thier lives. there are a few lucky ones in the world that get to experience it. lucky bastards i have to say. I thought i had it but it just turned out to be fake inside and out.

Can I Interest You In A Chicken Sandwich?
You know its funny but I think that both of our sexes go through the same trials and frustrations as we take our chances on the dating game. When you factor in the rise of the internet dating, things get just a bit trickier. How many times have and I said ‘this is it, I’m done’ and we go away from it for awhile, our tails between our legs, only to return a few days, weeks or months later with a renewed hope and a vision that this time we can make this work. This time we are going to be more open minded, more flexible in attitude and maybe even try with all our might to have no expectations. But isn’t it just pretty damn hard to have no expectations? I feel that I am queen of the no expectations approach and yet, if I am being honest with myself, of course even I have some expectations. Out here on the internet dating site, we hope to ‘put it out there’, cast a line and get lucky to snag the ‘big one’, the man or woman that is go

*heart*
Humans were orginally born with 4 arms, 4 legs, & a head with 2 faces, Fearing their power, Zues split them in half, condeming them to spending the rest of their lives searching for the other half to complete them.

Whose Bad??-952
On this day its like any other until I see you, course it is only a fantasy what we could do. There is a simple solution to every strict rule, hot bodies finding simple fun live life on the edge don't be a fool. There is an easy way to tell if there truly is desire Breathe once hold still your true self wants to feel good to thrill hold two really close I'll ride your stallion if you show me the hose I feel your hot pulse in my palm hearts on fire and its not calm. Whose bad now, forget it I know anyhow.

Good Night - 962
Sweet Dreams I won't say it may hint I want to be dreamed about, Have a good weekend is very safe maybe I won't be discarded out. I think of you even when your not anywhere close, memory of hazel eyes and I kind of just feel the powerful dose. Come in my office. Pull the blinds down, now its dark come here slide me in put your legs around. Whisper to you Good Night my sweet hold on I'm almost here, feel the power in your hands Good Night Elizabeth dear.

Poem I Love-author Unknown
Never say "I Love You" If you don't really care Never talk about feelings If they aren't really there Never hold my hand If you are going to break my heart Never say you are going to If you don't plan to start Never look into my eyes If all you do is lie Never say "Hi" When you really mean "Goodbye" If you really mean forever Then say you will try Never say forever Cuz forever makes me cry....

Loveeeee This
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Simple Needs!
I need a man with a gentle smileI want a man who's sweet and kindI long for a man who's serious enoughTo discuss with me what life is aboutThe size of his biceps don't really matterNor the color and shape of his eyesIt's not important if he's rich or notAs long as he's able to provideHe has to have plenty of timeTo spend on me when it really countsHe has to have a modicum of senseTo realize what I truly wantHe has to have a good memoryTo remember the important daysHe has to be able to understandWhat is written between the linesHe does not need to climb a mountainNor shower me with material giftsHe does not need to buy me rosesBut i'd prefer him to be honestSimple things, simple desiresWould not cost a thing or twoSimple words, simple gesturesCan make a gal's dream come true..

Lmao
When I see a hot guy, a few thoughts go through my mind: Heeellooo, handsome. HOOOOOTTTTIEEEEEEE. Whaddup, sexy? I'D TAP THAT .. with protection, of course. I WANT TO HAVE YOUR CHILDREN. YOU'RE TOO SEXY FOR YOUR SHIRT. Marry me? I'm already planning the honeymoon, babe. KISS ME IN THE RAIN. I could cook LETTUCE on your abs, you SEXY BEAST. WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? Finders, keepers; SCREW YOUR GIRLFRIEND. I love you. I WILL GRAB YOU, AND SAY HEY. YOU SEXY BEAST. DID YOU STEP OUT OF MY HOLLISTER SHOPPING BAG? AHHHH, please be a british guitar player. OR AT LEAST SING ME TO. YOOOOUUUUUUU AREEE SOOOOOO HOT. ... why are you staring at me like that? DON'T LOOK AWAY. WE'RE GONNA GET MARRIED. STOP KISSING THAT GIRL. YOU BELONG WITH ME, EVEN TAYLOR SWIFT THINKS SO. COME BACK HERE. ..you're gone. I. will. hunt. you.down. Mr. Sexy man.

That's All That Matters
When someone you hold dear to you, takes it upon themselves to opening talk about you to other people, it hurts worse than I could ever describe. They say they love you, but there again, you get hit by comment made to other people that really make you question that. One person can really send your world crashing down around you. Come to me, talk to me, but no, they choose to go to other people and talk about me instead. Which is fine, but it does make it hard, especially when it's in front of your face, spelt out in black and white. I am NOT perfect....FAR from it...I don;t deny that...have NEVER denied that....my actions were inexcusable....and losing them hurts bad enough without having it rubbed in my face...that's okay tho..Imma big girl..I can suck it up....I've def...been through worse....They say get it out..say you're sorry...I am here for you....but they really mean...is here..let me knock you down a few more notches...make you feel just a little lower...they don't love me....

Time Heals All Wounds?
They say time heals all wounds. Yet the first cut is all way's the deepest. I made a mistake and pulled the dagger. No thought, No emotion. Plunged the blade deep down to the heart. I burried it to the hilt and twisted and turned it. This wound needs to heal. This cut needs to close. The pain needs to fade. I want to start a new. Drowing in the revalation. It's to late. Time ran out. I screwed it all up. Can't turn back the hands of time. This wound needs to heal. This cut needs to close. The pain needs to fade. I want to start a new. Relized it to late. Thee was the one. Gone now thee are. Never to hold again. Never able to tell her how I feel. This wound needs to heal. This cut needs to close. The pain needs to fade. I want to start a new. Time heals all wounds they say.

Religion
The irony of religion is because of it's power to divert humanity too destructive courses, the world could actually come to an end. The plain fact is religion must die for humanity to live. The hour is getting very late to be able to indulge in having key decisions made by religious people, by irrationalists, by those who would steer the ship of state not by a compass, but the equivalent of reading the entrails of a chicken. (George Bush prayed about Iraq, But he didn't learn allot about it) Faith means making a virtue of not thinking. It's nothing to brag about, and those who preach faith, enable and elevate it are intellectual slaveholders. Keeping Mankind in a bondage to fantasy and non-sense that has spawned and justified so much lunacy and destruction. Religion is dangerous because it allows people that don't have all the answers, think that they do. Most people think is wonderful when someon

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

My Life Has Begun
I was sitting outside on my lunch break today, and thinking a bit on where my life had gone after all these years. Then I thought about the day that my son Devin was born, a little more than a year ago. It made me realize on that special day... my life had just begun.

For A Time...
For years he has searched, he has used dark magic, and miracle cures to extend his life for her. For decades he looks, from the smallest farm to the grandest cities for her. For centuries he roams the earth, watching waiting. For a moment he knew her, and she that she smashed his heart to a trillion pieces. For a millenia he grieves for the loved that shunned him. For an eternity he searches for the pieces of his broke heart, so that it may beat again...

What Love Language Do You Speak?
Expressions of love: They can make or break relationships. How do we know we're expressing love? One way I have found that makes sense is the five love languages. They are each specific, and can be very deep in meaning, depending on which language is spoken. Words of Affirmation ~ Actions don’t always speak louder than words. If this is your love language, unsolicited compliments mean the world to you. Hearing the words, “I love you,” are important—hearing the reasons behind that love sends your spirits skyward. Insults can leave you shattered and are not easily forgotten. Quality Time ~ In the vernacular of Quality Time, nothing says, “I love you,” like giving your full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is critical, but really being there—with the TV off, fork and knife down, and all chores and tasks on standby—makes your significant other feel truly special and loved. Distractions, postponed dates, or the

People Can Not Find Out Any Artificial Factors In Gucci Bags
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Her Love
She is your place of comfort when you are scared Her smile can take your breath away She is the warm and loving light that takes the darkness away Her eyes like diamonds For everytime you look you lose yourself in them She has the power to stop your world with her love which is strong and pure For who ever she may chose is blessed for sure

911 What I Was Doing On That Day
A moment that will remain branded in my mind . I was asked what was I doing the on 911 . A few months prior to this moment in time I was writing my life out . Something I felt needed to be done . Each time I would write a chapter some were happy times , sad or insane . On that particular day I was doing a chapter about my grandparents . They had came to America to make a new life away from the violence they saw at times in Italy and surrounding Europe . I was often curious about why and was told they didnt want their kids to ever know what a war was like . For years they saw alot of things on the news some were places they knew from childhood . I saw them cry a few times when they recalled family members lost . The hardships they endured and how they still recalled it all like it was just the other day . It was at this moment that I was curled up typing away listening to music on the TV when I heard the news saw the pic . I literally froze and couldnt believe my eyes and thought of

Site Hiccups Farts And Indigestion!
*****FROM SCRAPPER'S BLOG***** This is in response to the members who try and ask for compensation when fubar hiccups, farts or we are simply upgrading doing maintenance. This has been addressed before. This is part of the life and times of a living, breathing monster like fubar. If you expect to be compensated because the site hiccups, you need a reality check. This is not the way we operate. We give out bonus points and provide multiple opportunities to give you FREE advantages on the site. If you expect to monopolize off us when we are doing standard maintanance or because of a simple hardware issue that last a few minutes, i would suggest no purchasing whatever it is you are trying to get back. This is not what this site is about. Thank you to everyone who supports and realizes that shit happens! Please send your grievances to the complaint box. Scrapper

9/11/01
September 11th 2001 was a sad day indeed. On the anniversary of this tragic day, my thoughts are not with the American troops currently serving in hostile territory overseas...even though my oldest nephew is among the U.S. Marines currently in Afghanistan. My thoughts go to the people who lost their lives. My thoughts are with the families left behind. My thoughts are with those who risked, and in many cases gave, their lives that day so that someone else may live. I don't view 9/11 as a day America suffered. I view it as a day that all of humanity suffered a great loss. It wasn't just Americans who died that day. It wasn't just American children who lost a mother and/or father. Most anyone with a heart felt the pain as we watched the footage of that tragic day. Most of us felt the loss as more broken and lifeless bodies were pulled from the rubble. So, instead of talk of making 9/11 a national holiday, let's make it a day we thank those who selflessly give of themselves eve

I Can't Help But Wonder
Last night was about, as hard as it gets. The more I ignored it, the harder it hit. As I lied all alone, upon my bed. Thoughts of you, ran through my head. Eyes wide open, I just couldn't sleep. The feeling was too intense, ran too deep. Back and forth, tossing and turning. Heart pounding, body burning. I asked myself, if you were the one keeping me awake. If you feel like I do? Does your heart ache? I can’t help but wonder. I only wish I knew. If you were lying there, thinking of me too.

10 Years Ago
10 Years ago I missed being in the tragedy of 9-11 by 1 day, i was visiting my parents in PA and flew back home to FL on 9-10-01. I am thankful that my son who was only 9 months old at the time and I were home safe when I saw the events unfolding on tv. I thank god everyday for my son being alive. Sadly this was not true for so many men and women inside the buildings in NY and The Pentagon as well as in the air in PA. So many lives changed that day police, firefighters, every day people. So many people gave their lives to help save others. Today is a day of reflection of what could have been and what was. Everyone needs to show support for all of those who were affected by that day. and remember to be thankful to whom every you worship that you are still alive and with your family. Be glad you have your loved ones and parents. becasue so many lost husbands, wives, children and parents that day.

Verona, Italy
With its wealth of Roman sites and streets of pink-hued medieval buildings, the easy-going city of VERONA has more in the way of sights than any other place in the Veneto except Venice itself. It is Shakespeare who brings most people here: the city was the setting for Romeo and Juliet, and many people come to see the scene of their great, but fictional, romance. It also hosts one of the major cultural events in the region, when the Roman Arena becomes a magical setting for an outdoor opera festival. Unlike Venice, though,Vernona is not overwhelmed by the tourist industry and its economic success largely due to its position at the crossing of the major routes from Germany and Austria to central Italy and from the west to Venice and Trieste

Never Forgotten
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My First Blog!
So this is my very first fu-blog ladies and gentlemen! I think I am going to try and start posting blogs every few days and ramble on about my silly life. Sometimes these blogs can be therapeutic so thats what I am hoping for. Just to get you up to speed I've been going through quite a bit this past year. Now I'm not whining and complaining, I know everyone has their problems. I just want to talk about it, to get it off my chest for a few minutes ya know? So here goes... In January I lost my dad, he was my best friend. One of the hardest things I've been through yet. I seperated from my husband in June, after finding out his entire family is completly horrible to him, I honestly believe they are going to keep going until they kill him. I've had 3 major surgeries so far, which have not been fun... I was diagnosed with Stage one Chronic Kidney Disease, PCOS, Bertolottis syndrome (which is a spinal birth defect, will explain more later) my cardiologist tells me I am very boarder line CHF,

Heading In
Often times the unknown can be scary. Scary or not, sometimes we have to move into uncharted waters. We can't let our fears rob of us of potential joy. I'm fairly certain that Christopher Columbus had at least a minimal amount of trepidation as he headed toward, what was thought to be, the edge of our flat earth. If he had given in to his fear, our world globe would look very different. Be Columbus? Don't mind if I do...

Subtle...
Aimlessly I glance away, unsure of what I am hoping to seeShielding myself from what has obviously come to beIt's not as it seems, yet nothing really has changedJust another lost soul, a face without a nameShall I perish in agony, with little remorse for my waysIs burning in hell how I shall spend the rest of my daysMy time here is limited and I must make hasteTo ensure my remaining breaths do not go to wasteI am content with my fate, this path I have choseActions yield consequences, that's just how it goesPeople laugh at my agony, take humility in my tearsI can feel my pulse drop, the ending is growing nearMy suffering is over. Finally, it is my time to goYou have lost your mind if you think I am dying alone

Famous Last Words , Lost!
Not many can see, The Love you give to me, Every rose I pass, Every inch of grass, The sweet smell,Of Morning dew, Serve's as a warm reminder, The day we met, Saw those tear's,Appear in your eye's. Wipe's them away with a satin cloth, Envelop's her in hug's. Arms of strentgh, Fix those gaping wounds, Tie up those loose ends, Join her in harmony, Be an invisible glue that bonds, Our Love as one,Family & friends,You mean the world!

For My Bunny!
I';ll hold you warm, Hold you very close, Through the autumn leaves, leep you warm in the snow, Take your hand, never letting go, My baby, , my heart beats with yours so slow love you I shall never let you go Wagching her sleep, You are perfect to me!

Sun Sets
As I sit along the shore line watching the sunset I reflect back over my life . I think back to the choices i have made in my life . I wounder if I made the right ones. I wounder if could go back in time would i have done things diffrently. I watch the colors fade from yellow to purple. Its strikes me that when we take the time to look back at ones life that all the choices we have made be them right or wrong we did for a reason . We may never know the true reason we made them. We may regreat the choices we made . In the end it comes down to trying to make the best out of the life we have right now . Just as the sunset is a beautiful part of nature, so are we . The sun will set everyday . Each one is diffrent there are no two alike . Just as with ppl there r no two alike . We must take a page from nature and see that what choices we have made make us just as beautiful as the sunset. Just as the sunset touches our lives we touch the people around us . We make there life a little b

Part 2
I looked at her funny and laughed “There is not darkness around me, only the joy. I hold no ill will toward anybody.” The other girls all made a purchase from the woman while I continued to walk around and look at the other exhibits, as I walked around my eyes kept darting back to the statue and wondering what it would have been like to have been seduced by the demon. As I stood there near the other statues waiting for the girls to finish up, my mind started to drift to another time, a time when demons roamed the earth freely, under the cover of darkness, and seduced women, and had half human half demon children. I could see it clearly it was as if I were standing there watching a woman getting raped by a horde of demons, and as she screamed for help the men from her village turned and walked away. I heard one man say, if we give them one virgin a year they leave the others alone and our village prospers for the next year. I was lost in this waking dream

Sometimes...
Sometimes... You can cry until there is nothing wet left in you. You can scream until your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray to whichever God you think will listen. And still it goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And if it ever did relent it wouldnt be because it cared.

Broken
~BROKEN~ The hurt, pain, the darkness has taken me for it's my safe home My heart & soul shattered into millions of pieces as it falls all around me The tears streaming down my face as my heart closes the doors My feelings, emotions all turned bitter & cold within me The thoughts running through my mind, bring such sadness & tears to my eyes Turn out the lights, blow out the candles, turn off the tv, for I don't want to be seen no more For there was once this thing called love, that bought such light & happiness in my life A love that vanished right before my eyes, slipped right through my fingers I hold my head in my hands trying to understand, why? Lost, confused, unsure, shattered, dead inside, Oh how, I hate how I'm feeling

Your Only Chance...
The universe is expanding as I write this. At some point the universe will collapse in on itself, then expand again. When the universe expands again everything as we know it will be as it was. The point is, we will live our lives over and over again. Repeat the same mistakes over and over, forever. So this I will leave to you. The life you live now is your only chance to get it right…

Instrumental Lover
Vision me as your grand piano, a baby grand... All keys anxiously await the touch of your hands Let me by you music notes, arranged on the sheet... Both hi and low will make your melody complete Hold me like a guitar, gentle yet steady... Begin to play it whenever you're ready I desire to be the flute that greets your lips... I long to feel the softness of your fingertips My heart beats like a drum whenever you are near... The tone of your voice whispers harmony to my ears Escape into my arms, meet me beneath the cover... I'll be your music piece, and you'll be my...instrumental lover

Possibility
I have so much happening and so much going on and the only time I can connect is during work. I am thinking of a fu-break. not sure how long, but I know till I get things straight to where I can have fun and relax with this .. I am no doing anyone any good. I miss my G'ma Mom is burying her boss this week, right after her mom .. That is a blow and it hurts, he was a good man and great attorney. Things with a place is not easy personally I am a huge wreck, being told you are hostle is hard. I do love all my friends and treasure them more than can be known. I just hope when I get back you will still be around.

Tic Tac Toe Can U Win
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Love
the greatest fear humanity has ever known, is the fear in themselves, the unknown, how do we pass this, how do we overcome it, to hold our loved ones, and to have no fear, to save the loved ones so dear. what do we do to help ourselves, we put our loved ones on shelves, to want to keep them forever in our hearts, but when its time to let them go it really tarts. life goes on each day, but the question is, can u stay, to want to stay, and want to hope, for life to bring u some dope. not dope as dugs, but as hugs, to want to feel the love again, so u dont feel so lonely as sin. hopin to reach out and grab someone, hoping to feel that one, the one u love true to ur heart, and will never leave u, no matter what

Blog Blog Blog
I just wanted to blog to test this out, I never did a blog before. I think I might start though. Does anyone ever read these? If they do let me know. If enough people do then maybe I will start. Who knows I might actually have something to say that is interesting. If nothing else I am a pretty good speller, which is a relief compared to some of the people I have come across on here who are on the shy side of literate. I am guessing those folks probably don't come here to the blog section anyway. Okay that is enough about nothing. Thanks for your time. Me

The Way I See It
That degree you have hanging, on your wall. Can be broken, shattered, won't stand the fall. It's words stating your area, of expertise. My scars are my proof, an incurable disease. The images imprinted, in my mind. Are my experience, my time. My time served, released for good behavior. Finding faith, hope, my savior. Through the blood, sweat and tears. Recognizing the demons, facing the fear. Seeing the real world, for what it's truly about. Erasing the misconception, weeding through the doubt. Step out in to the world, without any protection at all. Fight, bleed and cry, then place that degree back on your wall. Only then will that degree, be worth a shit. If this offends you I apologize, but that's just the way I see it.

I Want You Always
as years go by,i see your face. just a subtle memory. i want your smile, i want your grace, to keep me grounded in my place. wish your dreams, were mine to share. so i knew you'd always care. you'd take my hand, kiss my face, i want you always.

The One's That Don't Matter
The politicians sit on their thrown, while exposing us to so much. Why should they care? They are safely out of touch. While they are all warm and cozy, wrapped up in their bed. Our people dodge bullets, aimed for their head. And for what, another chance to take something else. This is the hand, the working man is dealt. For they are the ones, we are really stealing from. They pay the price, for all that's being done. The men and women that have to beg, to survive. Are the ones being effected, by the government's lies. They say it's for our own good, the safety of our nation. But that's nothing more, than a misconception. They are just words, no actions, just things that are spoken. Think of all the lives lost, the people injured and broken. The little people that never get heard, the ones starving and shattered. Simply because they don't have enough money, to matter. Those are the people, my heart reaches out for. Not the millionaires ruling the world

Making Life From Dreams
A friend that knows, the hardship and pain. Has battlescars, left feeling the same. Despite the obstacles, we push on. Refusing to be beat, the lengths we have gone. Someone says you can't, we say watch me succeed. Fighting back, prevailing, no matter how bad we bleed. Never quitting, despite how rough it seems. This is what extraordinary people are made of. Making life from dreams.

Sweet Dreams Of You
Once again, I lay curled up, alone in my bed thinking and dreaming of you. How I long to have you lying here, right beside me, holding me and loving me. To hear the gentle ryythm of your breath to feel your heart beating to feel your warm hard body next to mine. This is what I dream of every night as I lie alone in bed.

Wonder
There are times that I wonder if I really make a difference in this world? Times that I wonder if everyone would be better off without me? Times that I wonder how I could have done something different? When my friends & family are down at times I feel the pain & emotions as well. I wonder if I said & or did the right thing? Feelings of hopelessness & helplessness seeping through. At times like this I wonder which of these feelings are mine & which are someone elses & I am picking it up?

No More
I abide within your heart I feel you I hear you I smell you I taste you I love you more than myself And would die to protect you. Yet I am repaid with incessant insult Continual mutilations of your own flesh with blade and pigment Your neverending lust of worldly pursuits of the flesh Your ownership of the vanity that will destroy you Your neverending demand for attention from other men You whore yourself with money and flesh You trade your civility for greed and avarice

Static Mess
feels like static try not to panic thoughts just race no specific pace fast then slow the back again self contained mental whirlwind emotions fade in and out going crazy without a doubt spinning around 90 to nothing i'd cling to anything give me something bring me to solid ground something lost that i found here i'll crumble

Malfunctional Encephalon
malfunctional encephalon useless grey sludge damaged receptors cranium crud neurotransmitters misfire at will muddled, befuddled riddled to hell dopamine slow travelling sick synaptic transmission brief moments euphoric sharp sudden remission serotonin standby norepinephrine away inane glial matter take it away lobotomize me i refuse to eat pills sever m

A Little About What Ive Learned Over The Past Couple Of Months
In the past couple of months ive learned that people you thought would always be there never will be and the people you think that would rather not be there will be.ive learned that if you try to avoid risks everything becomes a risk and your life becomes guarded.I have learned that even if only for a couple of seconds you can love a person for who they are and even be able to turn thier lives around or at least comfort them. my status" How does a person jump into life and go unchanged? the answer is they dont.We as people tend to see the others side and try to help and in tiny and some huge ways change who we are as people.

Cats: The One And Only Maine Coon... Issues With Food!
So I have a cat... as you all know... and he's continuously eating bags cause thats how he shows hes hungry (he also licks water bottles and glasses when hes thirsty) Thats not the problem though the problem is he does it every time I wake up and when I go to check... he already has food in his bowl. ( I think he has me trained) So in order to stop this I have been ignoring him and he evenntually after many times of picking him up and placing him by his food bowl he eats it. Now after he eats it he throws up right afterwards. Every damn time. He's a Maine Coon so he's the most intelligent of all cat species could he be telling me something I may not know? Yes I should probley take him to the vet. But its to expensive... I can't even afford health insurance for myself and I have two gaping holes in my wisdom teeth. So here in lies that problem. On top of that cat food is expensive for me with him. Three years ago he was proclaimed 95% dead when I got him to the vet

Fucked
Thank you for your thoughts & Prayers, My family as you know, I hold then close ,Whom could care,Whether I am hear or even there, My nights just get longer,My heart grow's fonder ,I can not sleep,Breathing , is impossible,shit on me , l ead me as you will, Just a fucked up soul,Breaking!

No Where
I WANT TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL.... I WANT THE WORDS TO FALL LIKE THE BEAT OF MY HEART.... THERE'S JUST SOMETHING I'M MISSING... SOMETHING I ADORE.... THE WAY I FEEL ...THE WAY YOU FEEL... THE FEEL OF THE BEAT, THE RUSH OF JUST BEING.... WISHING YOU WERE HERE, WANTING ME LIKE I WANT YOU.... THE TIME WILL COME.... I WILL TELL YOU HOW I FEEL.... I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT TO FEEL, HEAR, KNOW.... I SO WANT TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL... BARE WITH ME, BECAUSE THEY DAY MAY NOT COME.... BUT JUST KNOW... I WANT TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL. PROMISE!

Week Two
Hey everybody, it's King Jeremy again with my Week 2 NFL predictions! Let's hope I do better this week than I did with Week 1 lol. With that said, here's my Week 2 picks to win: Oakland @ Buffalo: Buffalo Kansas City @ Detroit: Detroit Baltimore @ Tennessee: Baltimore Cleveland @ Indianapolis: Cleveland Chicago @ New Orleans: New Orleans Jacksonville @ NY Jets: NY Jets Seattle @ Pittsburgh: Pittsburgh Arizona @ Washington: Arizona Green Bay @ Carolina: Green Bay Tampa Bay @ Minnesota: Tampa Bay Dallas @ San Francisco: Dallas Houston @ Miami: Miami Cincinnati @ Denver: Cincinnati San Diego @ New England: New England Philadelphia @ Atlanta: Philadelphia (ESPN Monday Night Football) St. Louis @ NY Giants: NY Giants

Who Am I Really???
I not to long ago found out that someone in my family had gotten a credit card in my name and maxed it out back in year 2007. The bill is almost $700. I also found out some more BULLSHIT... I fee l like my family is using me. And the only real family I have anymore is my husband's side of the family. I'm so fucking lost its not even funny. I feel like my family isnt my real family anymore. I wish my family didn't lie like they do. I don't know what to believe anymore my heart is breaking. What do I do??? How could I have not seen this before??? How did this happen??? Was I that stupid not to see this BULLSHIT??? Or was i just that nieve??? I never thought in a million years my family would do this to me never crossed my mind. I honestly thought I was loved as much as I loved them... And now I don't know anymore I don't know who in my family I can trust. The only people I know I can trust is my husband and his side of the family. They have done so much to help us out. They are always

Moving Back South
I live colorado but the guys out here suck! I havent met one worth really gettin to know and Ive been here a year! seriously thinking about moving back to Tennessee or Kentucky. course I have a place in North Carolina too, guys can be douche bags whereever you go I know that, but I miss me some southern boys

America
AMERICA! YOU CAN TRY TO BRING ME DOWN FOR THE WORDS I WRITE YOU CAN TRY TO STOP THIS MESSEAGE WITH THREATS OR FRIGHTS BUT THAT WON'T STOP MY MESSEGE FROM BEING HEARD IT'LL RING ACROSS THE WORLD FOR A MILLION YEARS THOUGH I HVE NOTHING TO LOSE I'VE GOT EVERYTHING TO GAIN AND I WILL BLEED RELENTLESSLY WITH NO FAULTER OR SHAME I'LL KEEP ON PUMPING MY HANDS INTO THE AIR TO SHOW EVERYONE THAT I WILL ALWAYS DARE AMERICA YOU FIGHT FOR YOUR GREED AMERICA WANTS TO BRING THE WORLD TO ITS KNESS AMERICA THROUGH EVERYTHING I KEEP ON MOVING PROVING IM STILL ALIVE IN AMERICA WHERE ITS THE LAND OF THE FREE AMERICA BUT THEY WANT OUR SONS TO BLEED FOR A BETTER PLACE IS WHAT WE'RE TOLD BUT THE MILLIONS LOST WHY DON'T THEY FIGHT FOR THEY'RE COSTS I AWAIT DEATH AT ANY MOMENT TRY HARD NOT TO SHOW IT BUT AM I REALLY HEAR OR AM I GONE BECAUSE THIS PLACE THAT I SEE IS FULL OF GREED OUR OWN MANIACAL APPITETES BETRAYED OUR NEEDS AND IM SITTING HERE EACH DAY IT GROWS HOTTER AN

Expectecting A Visitor
Chinese water torture pales in comparison to the second hand ticking away, hurdling over milliseconds on its 60 count journey. Tick, Tick, Tick drums on in my ears, then echoes like a church bell in an opera house. Twelve minutes past our arranged meeting time, and still no knock on my front door. The anxiety brought on by this unprecedented delay,tightens and twists my insides, causing me to throw my nerve wracked body against the wall. Thoughts of betrayal and conspiracy gather behind my searching eyes, as I look out the window, pacing back and forth, to and fro, again again and once more, searching for the arrival of the missing piece to a pre arranged appointment. The phone is cold, lifeless and heavy in my hand, as I bring the already ringing technology to my ear. No answer. Why, is this happening i wonder in sweat drenched panic. Where is my dang pizza. I ordered like a thousand hours ago. I'm Starving!

It's Your Choice
I choose to look at life, in a different way. I’m grateful for everything, each and every day. I embrace my tears, from joy or pain. Both provide you, with something to gain. You may not see it, but believe me it’s there. Open yourself up to it, be aware. There is color portrayed, in the darkest place. You just have to recognize, it’s face. A time of sorrow, can be a time to rejoice. That depends on you. it’s your choice.

This One Last Time
Fog and mist, surrounds me so. Where I am, I do not know. I can see you there, but I can’t make out your face. Reach for my hand. take me out of this place. It’s dark and cold, let the light shine through. Please grab the hand, that’s reaching for you. Don’t turn away from me, yet again. Can’t you see the wounds, beneath the skin? The scars you caused, cut too deep. These are blood tears, you cause me to weep. What’s done is done, there’s no changing it now. Let’s start over. a new beginning somehow. I was delivered to you, for reasons unknown. Let’s discover them together. let it be shown. I was your baby, and you tossed me aside. I am asking for your hand Mom. This one last time.

Who Does That?
Daddy’s little girl. I never knew how that felt. A feeling I used to wonder about, myself. Just a hint of feeling, love or concern. Something I never received, and yet I still yearn. For that father’s love, the pride and protection. Instead I got nothing, but constant rejection. A child left to fight alone, at such a young age. Like a defenseless animal, locked in a cage. People poking and taunting, until you snap. Leaving your tears, falling upon your own lap. With no one there, to wipe them clean. The reason remains, a mystery to me. Why you chose to turn, your back. Help me understand, why you done that.

Karma's A Bitch.
If only if only I could light you aflame, standing there laughing while going insane. Stomping you out with my favorite cleat, loving every moment you burn under my feet. Grabbing the shovel and digging thy grave, I laugh at your soul for no one will save. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, kiss that pharase goodbye because your soul is screwed. As your soul barrels down through the 9 circles of hell, you have no one to blame but only yourself. As you reach the bottom of this hellish ground, it is where you'll remain experiencing pain so profound. Forever enslaved to anguish and pain, your soul will be tormented by all those insane. So next time you're foul or you get that itch, just remember that Karma's a bitch...

Don't Even Have To Knock
To reach for someone, without doing so. Seems impossible, believe me, I know. So much to say, on the tip of your tongue. Fighting to keep the words in, one by one. You know they feel the same, but they are scared to. Keeping it in, yet letting it out just the same. Gives you both, pleasure and pain. Both too afraid to bust the door down, you thought you had locked. I'll leave my side open for you, just walk in, you don't even have to knock.

Come To My Dungeon...
Come to My dungeon,It's time to play,You will like it here,You may even want to stay. Roam the halls enjoy the sights,You will find us all up day and night. No need for a key,I'll show you the way, To your room where you shall stay.But first things first,It's time to play!

Out Of Reach
To make you feel my love. What would I do? I'd bottle up this emotion, and send it straight to you. I'd talk to the moon, if that's what it took. In-order to give you, an inside look. If you could feel, the power within. How it deep it runs, beneath the skin. The chills, the trembles, the loss of speech. I suddenly have, because you're out of reach.

Reasons Unknown
Can you speak, without saying a word? Do you have the power, not to be heard? I don't have to speak, My eyes speak for me. Look into them, and tell me what you see. I will never have to say, a word at all. My strength is mighty, for a body this small. My eyes tell a tale, of pain, sweat and tears. You can search for it, but there's not an ounce of fear. The only fear you may see, would be attached to love. I don't know why, but it terrifies me. To be vulnerable, weak, a simple release. One thing I can't grasp, my disease. That's one emotion, I can't allow to be shown. When I lose sight of that, I run, for reasons unknown.

For All Sassy's Sexy Family Hangout Staff Lounge
To All Staff..... If I don't seem some change in some of you coming in at least once a week....I am going to have to let you go and hire someone else. I understand of family and life come first. But going behind my back or what not is not cool either. If you don't want to be my friend or work for me just let me know. That is all I ask. Thanks:) Sincerely, Sassy:)

We Were Meant To Be Together
We have a song that fits so right, I think about you day and night. I love you and you love me, I know that this was meant to be. I want this feeling to last forever, Cause we were meant to be together. When it was gloomy, you shed the light, You always seem to make things right. You mean all the world to me, I only wish that you could see. I want this feeling to last forever Cause we were meant to be togethe

For Steve
It is very tough to believe a stranger, But if someone loves U more than Fish loves Water, Holds UR hand tight with tears in his eyes & says, The moment I saw U I fell in love with U I can't live without U & wanna spend the rest of my life with U I LOVE U

Ride It Out
No expectations, no bridges to burn. No sudden stops, or U-Turns. Your road is not smooth, and neither is mine. But all of our bumps, pot holes and lines. Has made us the people, we have grown to be. A fast paced surprise, fits perfectly. Into your life, as well as mine. Let's ride this out, one gear at a time.

Funnies
Jim and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Jim suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there. Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled Jim out. When the Director of Nursing became aware of Edna's heroic act, she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable. When she went to tell Edna the news she said, "Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged; since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of another patient, I have concluded that your act displays sound-mindedness. The bad news is that Jim, the patient you saved, hung himself in his bathroom with the belt to his robe right after you saved him I am so sorry, but he's dead." Edna replied "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go

Horned Up
At first i was afraid , i was petrified! when u said u had 10 inches, lord i almost died!but id spent so many nights just waiting for a man that long, that i grew strong and knew that i could take u on... But there u are ,another lie, I was ready for a Big mac and u brought me a french fry! I should have known that it was bullshit , a sad pathetic dream! should have known there was no anaconda lurking in ur jeans! Go on now - go - walk out the door dont u promise me 10 inches and then turn up with 4 .. weren't u a prat to think i wouldnt find out? Dont u no were only joking when we say size dont count? I will survive as long as i have batteries, my sex life's going to thrive! I will always have good sex with a handful of latex i will survive i will survive HEY HEY !.

Caylee Anthony
These are two videos i made to remember Caylee Anthonys memory. A 2 yr old whos death still remains a mystery even after her mother faced the death penatly if found guilty of first degree murder however a jury didnt find her guilty on any charges and she walked free. We will never forget you Caylee, RIP beautiful girl

My Feelings On The Situation....
I dont know why Im writing this maybe because I have nothing else to do...yep that about sums it up.. Im sitting in my chu in iraq and my messenger blows up with messages from Dave/Brian/Trish/Your Mom. Im asked do I know whats going on? what happened? can I help? will you help? she needs you now more than ever? you need to be her rock? Im blindsided by this I log onto facebook which i hardly ever use because I just dont...I log in an check *her*page... I see her yelling cussing blaming pointing the finger and going off..(which she is exceptionally good at..I dont think I ever been put in check by anyone like her before lol) Her husband whom she left me for cheated on her with a stripper. He went on leave without her which is stupid..dead giveaway, and shaked up with a stripper an fucked her the whole time he was home. She calls him and a woman answers and then proceeds to tell her that she has been with her man and he is going to leave her for herself? lol. I was like wow...holyshit

Merry Meet
You came to me like a hard charger, being as blunt and forceful as few have come before. You invited yourself into my little space of the world, almost demanding to know me and my method. Soon you invited yourself into my mind. You said all of those things I'd like to hear, pulling on the desires to know more and learn about a mystery. Your voice was instantly intoxicating, your spirit came through loud and clear. Your laughter was like a brilliant chorus to my imagination, I could hear your smile and your somber. Wonderment and tenderness filled my mind just as you took your leave, building an uncontrolable longing for the next encounter. Time went by and the familiar feeling of uncertainly occured. When shall we speak again I wondered, when will time stand still once more just to hear your breath and sigh? As the clock ticked, day became night, nights became days, I waited. You would return, bringing back moments of edge, moments of dying to hear more, to speak more, to experience m

Things Im Sick Of Reading Or Gearing About
I'd like to get to know you better. How about instead of saying this you actually attempt to get to know me better. Using this line just puts you on the "Do not talk to list". Do you have yahoo messenger? Why so I can give it to you and have you pester me 24/7? So you can perv me on yim instead of just fubar? So we can file share giving you access to my ports? Or maybe so you can spam me with your porn site. I think me and 75% of fubar will pass on that one. You should call me sometime (insert # here) Can I have your number? Why the f*ck would I give a complete stranger my phone number and why would you. Might as well put an ad in the newspaper with your number. I don't need strangers having access to bother me 24/7. No one loves me. Maybe if you weren't being such a whiney baby someone would. Saying "no one loves me" or any form of that certainly won't get you permenant love. Do you have a cam? Do you want to watch me on cam? Do you want to cam together?

....10 Things To Do If You Lost Your Job
Here 10 things to do after you have lost your job. As important as family support is to your life, you have a lot to sort through and may want to seek advice from independent professionals. 1. Contact a career coach. Have you met with one? Most will give you the first meeting at no cost or obligation and you can brainstorm. Even this one meeting might give you some great ideas. Before you sign on with one, make sure you have shopped around to find one you like. 2. Network in unlikely places. Examine who you know, and who knows the most people. Tell them your story and see what comes back to you. For me, it was always my hairdresser. Seriously. He or she knew so many people. Second to this is your financial planner. Seriously II. As a financial planner I am incredibly connected to generations of clients and their families with all sorts of skill levels. As a self employed person for almost 20 years, I can also give you insight into this life style. 3.Evaluate your financial planne

Hilarious! Best Divorce Letter Ever!!
Dear Wife, I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. I’ve been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for it. These last 2 weeks have been heck. ... Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today & that was the last straw. Last week, you came home & didn’t even notice I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers. You ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone. Your EX-Husband P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! —— Dear Ex-Husband Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It’s true you & I have been ma

Eagles Wings
On the wings of an eagle, My love for you flies. Soaring higher and higher, And touching the skies. I reached up above, And pulled a star from the sky. To place it within, Your precious minds eye. To dwell there forever, As my love for you. On the wings of our love, Enduring and true. I honor you my darling, With all that I am. Please darling please, Will you be my man? There are so many things, My heart wants to say. I love you sweetheart, There is no other way.

Sex Survey
PORN: 1. Have you ever seen porn: Umm..no..I..a 26 year old male has NEVER seen porn... 2. Do you own porn, if so what kind: YES!..opps..that contridicted #1..umm..I'll admit I have lesbian porn(they were a gift) and Asian porn(also a gift) 3. Have you ever made porn: If you count solo acts...then yes 4.What kind of porn do you hate: Compilation..sorry..I like to see how they got to the point of the sex scene 5. What kind of porn do you like: I'm not going to lie...girl-on-girl..toy free..with great build up.with deep kissing..and no music..I like to hear them 6. Do you masturabte during porn: Depends TYPE OF PEOPLE YOU HAVE HAD SEX WITH: 1. MEN: Ever had sex with an older woman: I've only had sex with older women..I LOVE older women, I've never had sex with a girl younger than me, cause they never seem sexually attracted to me as much as older women WOMEN: Ever had sex with a younger man: 2. Ever had sex with a plus size person: YES!...they seem to be more wild, one told

New Pledge Of Allegiance
This kid got an A+ for this paper BY A 15 yr. OLD SCHOOL KID Who got an A+ for this entry Since the Pledge of Allegiance And The Lord's Prayer Are not allowed in most Public schools anymore Because the word 'God' is mentioned..... A kid in Arizona wrote the attached NEW School prayer: "New Pledge of Allegiance" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now I sit me down in school Where praying is against the rule For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd. If scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green, That's no offense; it's a freedom scene. The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all. In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the state. We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks. They've out

Friends With Benefits
The "friends with benefits" phenomenon is the coolest thing Steve Jobs didn't invent. (And it’s here to stay) Especially for single men. Well, truth be told, for women, too. The reasons "FWB" is/are cool are several. Single men and women get to have casual sex with someone they know well, but doesn’t want any commitment from them. "In case of emergency, break glass" sex is a great reason for FWB. There's no "get to know" someone stage to go through. You already know your FWB.But, from a single man's standpoint, FWB's are basically a dream come true. What single man wouldn't want to hang out with a woman they could watch a Browns game with, and then create their own halftime show? What would be better than pounding a few beers with a lady, and then you two doing some "pounding” yourselves?Let's face it. The FWB thing was destined to not only blow up, but become a permanent fixture on the dating scene . Think about it. In this world of fast food, 4 G, and Twitter, sex w

Words To Make You Go Hmmm
have u ever felt soo alone u cou ld barley stand it? have u ever walked passed a mirror and barely recognized the person in front of you? have you ever wished the world would pause just for a second to catch ur breath? have you ever wondered if you were gone today what people would remember u for? WHAT IN YOUR LIFE HELPS YOU TO GO ON? PEOPLE PAST IN PRESENT IN YOUR LIFE HAVE COME AND GONE, DO WE REMEMBER THEM ALL OR HOW THEY IMPACT US? ARE FRIENDS AND LOVES REALLY FOREVER? HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED IF YOU HAVE BEEN A GOOD PERSON AND HUMAN AND TRIED THE BEST YOU COULD. HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO RUN AWAY AND START OVER?AM I UNIQUE OR ARE THERE MORE LIKE ME OUT THERE? WORDS TO PONDER THESE QUESTIONS CAN EITHER WEEKEN YOU OR MAKE YOU STRONGER WHICH ONE DID IT FOR YOU? I THINK THESE DAILY AND THEY CAN DEPRESS ME INTO A FETAL POSITION OR GIVE ME THE OOMF TO GO ONE MORE DAY. I DONT LIKE MYSELF BUT I UNDERSTAND MYSELF SILLY HUH? LIFE IS.....

Rip Emily J Garcia
the need answer for their brutal murder and rape of their daughter who was 3 months pregnant . it has been 16 years without any answers..........Now we get to the serious questions...about Emily's baby Emilio. When we asked about the fetus and if it had been buried with Emily, we found out it wasn't. This is the first time I have ever heard of a pregnant woman being murdered and not burying them and their baby together. I was outraged and still am over this. You can bet that if it was their daughter, this wouldn't have turned out this way. So Emily was buried in a potter's grave and the fetus was kept in a jar for a year and then cremated. This is bullshit!!! How would you feel if the man that did the autopsy on your daughter told you that she was buried alone and your grand baby was put in a jar for a year and then cremated. It honestly makes me want to throw up I get so upset, and this is one question I will get answered even if I have to go to the media with it or to the governor

X Wife
THE BEST DIVORCE LETTER EVER! Dear Wife, I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. I’ve been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for it. These last 2 weeks have been hell. ... Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today & that was the last straw. Last week, you came home & didn’t even notice I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers. You ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone. Your EX-Husband P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! —— Dear Ex-Husband Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It&rsqu

Lesson 1
The idea is simple. It's becoming understanding of, linked to, and loving of those who develop inner strength.There are a number of tools in occultism or spirituality. Many of these we lose as we grow and cease developing mentally or physically, no longer as challenged by the world. The first lesson seems aimed to reach back to this. The dream journal establishes a mental clarity, and places importance on things in the mind that consciousness and ordinary rationale would fight, such as how we instantly forget dreams, or how the mind fights clairvoyant visions at first. Willpower is critical. This trial represents understanding, empathy, and destruction of the natural defense mechanisms humans have against the spiritual. Humans will naturally resist possession and attack by spirits -by disconnecting themselves with fear or malice. This challenges that notion, developing an understanding of the unknown and tearing down that wall of fear so that you can interact with this new world. The

Scared Shitless
Skinny little white guy goes into an elevator, looks up and sees this HUGE coloured guy standing next to him. The big guy sees the little man staring at him, he looks down and says: '7 feet tall, 350 pounds, 20 inch penis, 3 pounds of testicles, Turner Brown.' The little guy faints and falls to the floor. The big guy kneels down and brings him to, shaking him. The big guy says, 'What's wrong with you?' In a weak voice the little guy says, 'What EXACTLY did you say to me?' The big dude says, 'I saw your curious look and figured I'd just give you the answers to the questions everyone always asks me. I'm 7 feet tall, I weigh 350 pounds, I have a 20 inch penis, my testicles weigh 3 pounds each and my name is Turner Brown.' The little guy says: 'Turner Brown?! Sweet Jesus, I thought you said, "Turn around"...

Set Him Free
A mirror stands in front of me, it’s not myself I see. It’s you, but how can this be. Wait I see a gate, off in the mist. You seem to be, guiding me straight to it. But I stop in my tracks, too afraid to go through. It’s a trick, a trap, that’s not really you. You are bright, kind, genuine and sweet. Yet the air is cold, the ground is wet beneath my feet. Your face is not projecting, light this time. It’s dark and mean, your heart isn’t speaking to mine. Whoever you are, you are not him. I will not follow you. You cannot win. Please release him, set him free. Turn him back into the man, I know him to be. Do not reach for my hand, until you let him go. Don’t try and trick me, I’ll be the first to know. If it’s the real him, or just you in disguise. All it will take is one look, in his eyes. The power of love, surrounded by blue. Not the cold hard look, you have about you. He is everything, you

You'll Soon Find Out
When I look at you, here’s what I see. A Blade, thorns, surrounding me. I am the rose in the middle, refusing to wilt. Full of fire, passion, yes, even guilt. I have qualities, that you’ll never possess. A conscious, regret, you’re just like all the rest. I am powerful, strong, born suited for war. That is exactly, what I’m here for. Don’t think for a second, that I am weak. Because I have chosen, not to speak. You think I don’t know, but I have seen it all. With a Blade in my back, and my heart torn in two, I’m still standing tall. So, do what you must, to “try” and defeat me. You’ll soon find out, that doesn’t happen very easily.

Please Have Mercy
I feel like I’m playing poker, with my heart, body and mind. Desperately needing, that four of a kind. Say you’re sorry, admit you fucked up. I have done both, still not enough. I have done this, tried that, nothing works. It’s so hard hiding, how bad this hurts. You feel my pain, I know you fucking can. Please have mercy, and deal me a good hand.

At A Stand Still
At a stand still these days, refusing to cross. That bridge that stands between, the gain and the loss. Not knowing what to think, which is which. Living proof that life, really is a bitch. Despising my own reflection, my looks, my gift. Waiting to check myself off of, my very own list. June 29th, that was the day, my nightmare came true. When I seen it in writing, proving, I was nothing to you. My mind remembers these things, it won't allow me to forget. Dates, words, codes, I can read all of it. Anything can be broken, if you read between the lines. I did, I have, not hard to define. Everyday, I put on this mask, give a good show. But I am broken inside, lost my glow. That one part of myself, I thought I knew. Is gone, missing, I don't know what is true. Afraid to believe, afraid to give in once more. This has hit me, unlike anything before. Because I was certain, not a doubt in my mind. My world came crashing down on me, all at one time. My te

Speaking In Rhyme
Dang girly, get a grip on your mind. What the Hell is going on? You're speaking in rhyme. Toss all of them bad thoughts, aside. Your heart is still beating, you're still alive. Turn the bad things around, make them work in your favor. Disregard the evil, the negative behavior. Put a smile on, fake or real. Channel the emotions, no matter how you feel. Find the good, in the worst possible things. That's when you'll see the light, the truth behind your dreams.

Honestly, You Think I've Run Out Of Steam, Bitch?
Actually that's far from true, I have a life, Much unlike you. Friends, a man, something you can misunderstand, probably for the fact you think I'm below you. I am beyond the arguing, because you keep reigniting the same damn situation as though you have some philisophical standpoint. So please, Girl, Your "Reality" by standards just states you're warped with slander. Anywho, As you can see, some people just let jealousy cloud them. It's not that big of an issue, really. It makes me laugh.

"sentada"
Sentada frente a su ventana, observa su vida pasar. Sentada frente al patio de su casa, mira a los niños jugar. Sentada frente a su chimenea, recuerda historias sin terminar. Sentada frente a su espejo, acaricia las arrugas de la edad. Sentada frente a su cama, espera al señor de los sueños llegar. Sentada frente siempre de frente, un día cerró los ojos... y ya no los abrió jamás. By Pink

R.i.p Jamey A Soul Lost To Bullying When Is This Going To Stop
I WAS WATCHING ON TV WHERE A 14 YEAR OLD BOY NAMED JAMEY TOOK HIS LIFE BECAUSE OF BEING BULLIED ALL BECAUSE HE WAS GAY THIS IS GETTING OUT OF CONTROL WHEN I SAW HIS YOU TUBE VIDEO ABOUT HIM TALKING IN THE VIDEO IT GET BETTER ABOUT PEOPLE BEING BULLIED BECAUSE THERE GAY AND IT MADE ME SOO SAD HE COULD HAVE GREW UP TO DO WHATEVER HE WANTED IN LIFE AND IT MAKES ME UPSET TO KNOW PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO SOUL WOULD GO AS FAR AS MAKEING HIS LIFE HELL THIS HAVE GO TO STOP I WAS BULLIED IT ALMOST MADE ME WANT TO TAKE MY LIFE AND LET ME TELL YOU BEING BULLIED MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE THE WORLD IS AGAINST YOU THE ONLY RELEASE I HAD WAS LISTENING TO MUSIC AND I WANT TO TAKE A STAND AGAINST BULLYING I WANT TO MAKE IT MY GOAL TO HELP BEING WHO ARE BEING BULLIED TO LET THEM NO YOUR NEVER ALONE AND I KNOW I CAN'T STOP BULLYING BUT IF WE ALL STOOD UP TO BULLYING TO IT MIGHT SAVE MORE LIFES WE GOT TO BE A VOICE FOR PEOPLE WHO FEEL THEY HAVE NO VOICE . ANYONE BULLYING ANYONE BECAUSE THERE GAY OR DIFFERENT WHAT GI

When The Rage Builds!
Seems like each day brings something new to be angry about. If it's not work, then it's home. If it's not home or work, then it's bills. You get tired of being sick and tired...but what do you do? To give up means you die...and I'm not ready to die!! I have to find SOMETHING to release the rage upon. I am not a violent person, never have been but I don't want to end up yelling at people for no fucking reason. Maybe I need to suck it up when it comes to the body pain and get back to playing basketball or something. IDK... :(

I Can't Give You What Is Not Mine
I can't give you something, that is not mine. Hasn't belonged to me, for quite some time. To lend it out, would be just be a temporary fix. And it wouldn't be right, to the person who owns it. I can't deny it, so why try. He captures the tears, that fall from my eyes. Everything I am, rests in his hands. He is just it for me, such an extraordinary man.

Good Luck To You
I just can't, I don't know what else to say. It isn't mine, to give away. You seem like a great guy, and I wish you the best. But my heart belongs, to someone else. Without my heart, there's no getting through. And it is taken, good luck to you.

Meant To Be
Meant To Be I have been in love beforebut nothing compares to thisyou've touched my heart and soulIn places others have always missed.There's so much peace and comfortyour whole being brings to meThis love is so complete I know we are meant to be.Many nights I lay and wonder How can I love you this muchwithout ever having seen youor having felt your touch.But your love has touched me in more waysThan your physical touch everit's feeling of such magnitude and depththat no one could understand.We've connected om every level

Foxy To Flaunt Or Not (by Nova Giovanni)
Hello, young lady. You may think its foxy to flaunt your flabby body throughout the worldwide web for the attention of horntoads, but this is not the case. What are you getting out of entertaining the eyes of sexually deprived men on the internet whom you’ll never meet? Are a few “likes” on Facebook that important to you? Do several “damn ma” and “you’re sexxxy” comments from goalless men who send the same generic comments to every other lost girl online really boost your self-esteem? If that is the case, you definitely need to assess your esteem of self. If a man has never told you this without the goal of having sex with you… I’ll tell you. You’re beautiful, young lady. Now, put your clothes on! Riddle me this- would you rather be respected intellectually or sexually? If you answered with the latter, you are a pitiful soul and can quit reading this now. Oh, I get it! You’re a model, you say? Well, if that was R

Such A Shame
i am a tease and a joker some things i say are ment as jokes or to tease if you cn't figure out which is meant as nothing but a joke than maybe there is no room for you in my life i love to laugh even if it is at my own expense if you can't laugh at yourself then you don't realize how many people are laughing at you behind your back i am sorry if i offend anyone but i am honest and tell it like it is

Comp Blog For Sandy #1
.This is not for anyother reason but to help a friend, not a pissing contest for linux users. I just figured i would post it incase anyone wanted to try it. Having said that, try at your own risk and ask if you need help ill try to get back to you as soon as i can. Also these are written without the care of an english professor, dont bitch just try it. go here and download the 32bit versions ( 64 is fine, but may require you to tweak too much for what you want, try saving it for when you get good) of the one you want: http://fedoraproject.org/en/get-fedora-options Versions: KDE is as close to windows as you can get without selling your soul. Gnome3 is the product of idiots xfce is too close to gnome but slightly bit better then cutting your wrists Lxde is what i use, but may be too striped down and require more effort into setting up My advice is to go with KDE 32 bit If you have an ISO burner that's fine use it, if not the best and easiest to use

Comp Blog For Sandy #2
KDE KDE is the most tweak able operating systems i know. You can honestly make it your own, if by your own meaning you want to use other peoples work as an expression of your self. With that in mind feel free to play around with the start button > settings. If you want icons on your desktop as opposed to that panel then right click on your screen and change the default view to folder view. In that settings panel you can turn off the screen saver and power management. The rest I leave to you to tweak how you want. The important features are the Linux ones. KDE by default comes with the web browser Konqure which if your a blind Asian prostitute with 2 fingers it might be fine for you, but we are going to install Firefox. To do that we will need the most important tool for Linux, The terminal Not being on KDE the is coming from memory, but go to start > (scroll to programs) > system > Terminal. A black empty box will appear, this is the almighty terminal and here is what you

One Flaw In Women
One Flaw In Women Women have strengths that amaze men..... They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in.. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They'll drive, fly, walk, run

Warning!!!!!! Please Read About A Person Scamming People
OK I HAD A CERTAIN PERSON THAT WANTED TO DATE ME AND KNEW ME FOR A SHORT TIME. SHE SAID TO ME SHE SEEN ME AROUND AND THOUGHT I WAS VERY SWEET ......WELL I FOUND OUT SHE DOES THIS FOR FIRST IT IS ASKING YOU TO BUY HER BP AND STUFF CONSANTLY AND THEN GOES TO BIGGER THINGS LIKE ASKING YOU TO CO-SIGHN ON A VEHICAL AND STUFF. SHE GOES AFTER MILITARY GUYS A LOT AND IF YOU DO END UP IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH HER SHE WILL IGNORE YOU AND STUFF AND SO SHE CAN TALK TO OTHER GUYS TO GET THE SAME FROM THEM AS WELL. SHE IS A SCAMMER AND UP TO HURT PEOPLE SO IF YOU WANT MORE DETAILS JUST MESSAGE ME AND I WILL TELL YOU MORE ABOUT IT SO YOU WONT GET STUCK IN HER CIRCLE OF SCAMS.......THANKS EVERYONE

Warning!!!!!! Please Read About A Person Scamming Person
OK I HAD A CERTAIN PERSON THAT WANTED TO DATE ME AND KNEW ME FOR A SHORT TIME. SHE SAID TO ME SHE SEEN ME AROUND AND THOUGHT I WAS VERY SWEET ......WELL I FOUND OUT SHE DOES THIS FOR FIRST IT IS ASKING YOU TO BUY HER BP AND STUFF CONSANTLY AND THEN GOES TO BIGGER THINGS LIKE ASKING YOU TO CO-SIGHN ON A VEHICAL AND STUFF. SHE GOES AFTER MILITARY GUYS A LOT AND IF YOU DO END UP IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH HER SHE WILL IGNORE YOU AND STUFF AND SO SHE CAN TALK TO OTHER GUYS TO GET THE SAME FROM THEM AS WELL. SHE IS A SCAMMER AND UP TO HURT PEOPLE SO IF YOU WANT MORE DETAILS JUST MESSAGE ME AND I WILL TELL YOU MORE ABOUT IT SO YOU WONT GET STUCK IN HER CIRCLE OF SCAMS.......THANKS EVERYONE

Bill O’reilly Whines About Taxes And Jon Stewart Hammers Him With Facts (repost)
When Bill O’Reilly tried to complain that his taxes were already too high, Jon Stewart beat him down with facts, and debunked the GOP’s howls of class warfare. Here is the video from Comedy Central: O’Reilly claimed that he is paying through the roof in taxes, and when Jon Stewart said that wasn’t true, the FNC’s top rated host moved the goalposts. Here is their exchange: O’Reilly: I’m not going to give you. I am paying now through the roof in taxes. Stewart: You’re paying less than you paid in the nineties. O’Reilly: That’s not true. Property taxes are up. If you had a home you’d know that. Sales taxes have gone up. Stewart: The marginal tax rate was 39.6% O’Reilly: Yeah, and now it’s thirty six. Stewart: No, it’s thirty five. What is it? O’Reilly: Thirty five and a half, you round it up. Stewart: So, it’s 4% less. The rich have… O’Reilly: But ever

No End In Sight
The dark is getting darker.I can hardly see the light.The air is cold, chaotic.The end is almost out of sight.The walls are cool and moist.They chill me to the bone.The ground is damp and dank.I fear I'm all alone.I try to call for help.The wind blows and stills my voice.I listen closely in the blackness.In this place there is no noise.The silence here is deafening.The lack of life is queer.Am I all that is breathing?How did I get here?A sadness is descending.Made from loneliness and pain.All happiness is dyingAs it begins to rain.The raindrops burn on contact

Wonder Land
Wonder Land what a place of love and hate a need to set and think of the things that are going to use me and hurt me and words that will hit me in one time in your mind . Wonder Land is of flowers of pink of yellow falling out of the sky so you can eat them and give you love in side , You can dance for love and no one knows your name . You can walk and walk and go no where see Wonder Lander the trees the Grass the lakes as they call out your name , Wake me up so I can feel But I love to stay in Wonder Land it's true to me , With love all around hearts falling from the sky to my mind filling my box up not telling me lies . Wonder Land will be there for me when I die .....

So Much Better
Having your cake, and eating it to. Well I wouldn't get the cake, if I didn't wanna eat it. Would you? My cake has one flavor, one layer, just one that's it. None of this several, or another, Won't have that shit. My focus is one one, not two or three. And that's how it has to be in return, for me. I'm worth it, I deserve it, won't settle for less. I am so much better, than second best.

Zarzamoras
Cuando llegó Don Facundo a aquel lugar sólo había grandes hectáreas de tierras sin cultivar, probó e intentó toda clase de siembras. Los campos eran extensos y los caminos pedregosos. Después de un tiempo de intentar sembrar algo, observó que, en los bordes de los caminos y campos en barbechos, crecían arbustos sarmentosos, con ramas arqueadas y espinosas. Al comienzo no prestó mucha atención, pues los frutos eran rojizos y ácidos cuando los probó. Un día observó, que los frutos rojos ahora eran de color negro, con duda tomó unos cuantos, cuidadosamente los puso en su boca y eran sabrosos... By Pink

For A Diamond!
You are the one, who shines like the sun, You are the one who makes my life complete, You are the ome I can't erase,Somebody throw me an anchor ,Somebody throw me a line, I need to be tied down, Within your love, Wrapped in your ropes, Bound togther is how strong my love is. Wrap her in cotton, Wrap her in silk Let her be warm, A gentle soft pillow, rest her weiry head, I wish to be her coat a warmth, She has never felt!

Another Long Week
Another long week it has been.. ended up in and out of the doc's office and hospital. More stones have formed already, less than months post op from having a surgery to remove them... What a deal. On top of that another infection, the weather is turning real cold, and all three of my sons have a cold and are very grouchy! Whats next?

Screams
He can not shout, Nor can he scream, All his thoughts are blocked, Bypassed & forgotten, By the man upstairs, Is it a shame , to fall sleep with a teddy bear, the only comfort he has out there, My head is pounding , I may be half deaf, Somebody hear me, left like a stray, Cuddles dont help, Kisse's won't steal my pain, Left here for dead!

Fucking Cheaters
I don't know what it is about me I swear cheaters just flock to me, and I really hate it.... The last 3 guys I have dated turned out to be married.... Trust me I ask... Hell these days that is the first thing I ask. I can say that over the years I have gotten smarter about busting the lying bastards though. Men are really not good liars... it's the failure to pay attention to the small details. So they get caught up. sometimes I think that men should announce their relationship status as " in a relationship with________, while cheating with________, and at the same time talkin' to________." At least that way you can cut away all the bullshit and just be honest. Don't get me wrong I am not saying women don't cheat, but I can't speak for all the trifling ass hoes out there... I can only speak for me, and I don't cheat... I think that if you are with someone then you need to

Want An Ipad At Less Than Half The Cost?!?
For those that know me, you know I work in the promotions marketing industry. With this, along with my 15-year radio career, I have quite a few connections in both industries.That said, I know someone who can get hold getting an iPad CHEAP through a contact. These are legit, not off the back of a truck; they are from a canceled hospital contract due to the United States government cutbacks. The numbers are limited - he has 23 iPads left going for less than half price so it's first come first served. He has already sold one (picture is below so you can see what you are getting). Get back to me as quick as you can if you want one.

I Just Uploaded A Ton Of Videos
Over the last year or so I've been recording myself singing covers that people request or videos taken of my band The Constant. You can find them here on Fubar in the Videos section. You can also go to my YouTube page. I've just recently created my own URL as well. davidreedwatson.com. You can listen to projects and bands that I've had for over 20 years. That's a lot of music. I even put the bad stuff up... hahaha. That way I can look back and see how I've progressed over the years. Enjoy! Dave

Inside
I failed to be what I needed to be faltering steps saw the floor break away And she kissed me with corrupted lips that betrayed words ‘fore they were spoken Envy lit the way for me to find before it burned too bright becoming jealousy And I languish in solipsistic self- pity – waiting for the day Patterns emerge in the tears the river that flows unencumbered And maybe I refuse to see the truth because I lack the strength to bear the burden Have I told you of the story that lead me to these steps And the anguish that insisted I am not the man you wish me to be I sang one last lullaby to you watched as my voice cradled you And my hunger was sated by your salty taste Yet the bereavement can leave none untouched the ripples of cold filters the light from me And in the empty dark my limbs go numb and I know the days are slowly dying The wilted spirit that stalked my side is drained and veiled in a knowing silence And drowning in slumber wher

My Tinker (essie)
the day I gained my smile back was the day I met my Tinker of all the places a chat room at the moment my life was a mess so many lies so much damage an enchanting pixie came in all bubbly full of life a Dutch blonde named Essie so enchanting with her ways I found myself smiling laughing at things we shared tickled by her favorite pixie I began to grow so fond of her that I gave her the name Tinker each day I would find myself happy to be pleased at knowing this amazing woman even when she was down she had time to hold me close when I needed it allowing me to hold her as well we grew to be the silly ones the ones with spunk a zest for life I will miss my beautiful friend she will forever be that lil pixie named Tinker branded forever in my heart I love you alwys my beautiful Tinker Tamithalynn

Roses And Romance
oh what i wouldn't give a for single .. rose to hold in my hands .. to admire its beauty .. a roses with the dew drops still on its lovely petals .. i breath in its scent slowly through my nostrils and then hold it close to my heart .. trying to be careful not to be not to pricked by its thorns .. but some people aren't careful and get pricked by the Roses all time .. so they strip the Rose of its thorns .. and therefore its loses some its beauty ..

Waterfall
asthey walk by the waterfall handed in hand .. they cannot resist but ti stand under it . soaking our clothes .. and pressing thier wet fabrics against thier skin . the cold water making thier bodies shiver and delight as they they share a single kiss under the waterfall ... the kiss so deep it seems to last forever .. neither one wanting to let go .. and the heat with within them rising so high its threating to explode . thier lips savouring each other . embracing each other .. their hands starting to explore .. starting to each other .. gently and tenderly .. the cold water so refreshing .. they finally take of thier wet clothes and swim under the water naked and continue thier soft sweet embrace ... their lips still not wanting to leave each others for a moment .. holding on to each other cause of the cold and the using each others body to stay warm ... they are lose in each other and nothing else seems to matter . nothing seems to be able to bring them out of their private inter

Everything I Am
Have you ever had someone, just knock you off your feet? Shock you, amaze you, beyond the words they speak? When it hits you, you'll know it. Nothing compares. To the feeling your left with, the effects of one stare. Everything before this, just fades away. You find yourself hanging on, to every word they say. Waiting and hoping, for this dream to become real. To be wrapped up inside them, let them feel what you feel. One touch, one kiss will say more, than I will ever be able to. Longing to share everything I am, with YOU.

I Wanna Hang Onto
I laid down in my bed, and could hear the rain. Next, I heard your voice, speaking my name. I knew I was dreaming, but I didn't care. I just hung onto, the thought of you being there. I seen you standing there, all wet and cold. Looking like the end of a rainbow, you are my pot of gold. The lightning falshed, and that look in your eyes. Spoke for itself, can't be disguised. I rose up carefully, not to disturb my sleep. I didn't wanna lose this feeling. It was mine to keep. I touched your face, and could feel your skin. Then pulled the sheets back softly, and you crawled in. With noses touching, we both had a heavy stare. Then you reached out, touching my hair. Pulled my face in, and I melted in your kiss. I have never felt anything, quite so intense. Dream or not, it was all too real. I can't quite describe, the way it made me feel. Just hold me tight, firmly against you. This is a feeling, I wanna hang onto.

Friends In Stranges Places
sometimes the hardest thing you have to do .. is step outside your comfort zone and talk to people about thier lifes .. and today i did just that .. i stepped out of my comfort zone and i found annother firend .. someone who wants to get in the industry .. . someone who looks like he needs a good friend .. . sometimes we get so stuck in our own heads that we cannot see the journey of others close around us .. but i think its a great honour to inspire others on thier life through out life .. lifes so much more fun when u have someone to share it with ... friends to share the moments with.. and one day a special someone to cuddle with .. . this lady is finally growing up i guess loooking for something meaningful again .. and the times passes i wonder how long it will take to find it or have i found them already .. time will tell .. love and kisses Madam X

What You Should Know About Me.
Let's start off with the basics. My name's Mary and I'm 23 years old. (lets't see if you have a good attention span as I keep going.) I was born in NY, I am currently in KS. (Don't ask). My family was/is as dysfuntional as they come, but it made me who I am today. I learned that the only person who will be there in the end for you, is well, yourself. So, you should really be good to that person you see starring back at you in the mirror because in the end, maybe no one else will be. Yes, I do have some revealing photos of myself on here. That does not mean it's an open ticket for other things or naked photos. I'm actually pretty shy in some ways but, I am a flirt at times. I'd say that I'm a pretty decent person. I have a passion for working with disabled children with learning disabilities and behavioral problems. I have done so for quite a while- it makes me realize that we're actually the stupid ones. (lol) I am an artist. I write poetry and enjoy painting, as well as sculpti

Take Me Back
take me back .. to the the good old days . when romance was part of the eqaution .. take me away from the two second gratification .. let me ride the carriages pulled by horses .. with a with corset dress o n .. let the me walk the streets with a parsol and to save my precious skin from the sun .. let me stop and smell the roses as i walk along the street . . let lme linger in this moment that i shall keep . . as moment to which i may dwell in .. when lifes seems all too hard .. a moments when my all my dreams seem to easy to discard .. as i wear my heart on my sleeve .. i have to learn to cover it .. and guard it well .. for my heart will be trodden on .. yet i will not change who or what i am .. when happens . . but i must learn something from it . . to love to quickly is a sin .. a sin i shouldn't find myself indulged in .. but i guess its like the lure of the forriben taste of chocolate . . i find must indulge it sometimes and taste its silk smooth goodness . ev

Someone Special
My daughter's best friend mum past away this morning from a very bad disease called AMYOTROPHIC LATERAL SCLEROSIS....it first attacks your nerve system, then your brain and spine then the rest of your body...Its a very painful and long death. And no cure for it. She was told about 3 and half years ago that she will not live past 3 years. But she proved them wrong and live 6 months longer. She got to see her son graduate high school last year and her daughter is 15 years old and is in the 10th grade and unfortunally she will not be physcial there to see her daughter graduate. But I did promise the mum that I would be there for the daughter when she's passes. She used to sing to her daughter and mine all the time. And when she was told her husband said write down ur wishes and i will fill them to my fullest...So they did everything on her list and she got all her wishes. Which I'm happy about but very sad that she was young and had been taken away from the family. They are the type

Someone Special
someone special My daughter's best friend mum past away this morning from a very bad disease called AMYOTROPHIC LATERAL SCLEROSIS....it first attacks your nerve system, then your brain and spine then the rest of your body...Its a very painful and long death. And no cure for it. She was told about 3 and half years ago that she will not live past 3 years. But she proved them wrong and live 6 months longer. She got to see her son graduate high school last year and her daughter is 15 years old and is in the 10th grade and unfortunally she will not be physcial there to see her daughter graduate. But I did promise the mum that I would be there for the daughter when she's passes. She used to sing to her daughter and mine all the time. And when she was told her husband said write down ur wishes and i will fill them to my fullest...So they did everything on her list and she got all her wishes. Which I'm happy about but very sad that she was young and had been taken away from the fam

Chocolate Silk Dreams
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I Promise I Won't Break
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Someone Like You
"Someone Like You"I heard that you're settled downThat you found a girl and you're married now.I heard that your dreams came true.Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.Old friend, why are you so shy?Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvitedBut I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be remindedThat for me it isn't overNever mind, I'll find someone like youI wish nothing but the best for you tooDon't forget me, I beg"I'll remember", you said,Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,Yeah.You know how the time fliesOnly yesterday it was the time of our livesWe were born and raisedIn a summer hazeBound by the surprise of our glory daysI hate to turn up out of the blue uninvitedBut I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be remindedThat for me it isn't over, yeah.

One Simple Act
There is ONE person, who has taken me by surprise. I knew he was the ONE, by the look in his eyes. NO ONE has ever made me feel their love, by one simple act. No words were necessary, with a look like that. I feel his love, with every move he makes. One word from him, is all it takes. Power at it's best, in a structure so true. Surrounded by beauty, strength, eyes the color of blue. My heart has never pounded, this hard before. Come on in Baby, I'm opening the door. I love YOU, with all of my heart and soul. To be in your arms, is my all time goal.

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The Best Freind
how do u know u have a best friend, a person who will be there til the end, a person who will listen,and not judge who will be there, , and not drudge, they would want to help, and always tried to felt, what u feel, and what u do, and stand by u to be true, to be a true friend, and to bend, bend the rules, so u wont look like a fool, to want to be there, and never care, how bad ur problem is, and to know this, that they will be by ur side andhelp u no matter what.

Maybe I'm Crazy
Tossing and turning, in this empty bed. Hanging onto your face, the words you have said. I don't know when, and I don't know how. I have to find a way to see you, somehow. Because this longing and desire, weighs so heavily. I would do just about anything, just to see. Your eyes staring back, back at me. To hear your voice, would be music to my ears. To have your arms around me, holding me near. There is nothing I wouldn't do, maybe I'm crazy. I am just so in love with you, Baby.

Steve Jobs....
Why are all these people waxing poetic over Steve Jobs? He didn't develop the cell phone or the computer or even came up a longer lasting light bulb. He was a highly paid CEO nothing more. Did he stop a fire? Teach your kids? Protect your freedoms? No...so yea it sucks he died...but guess what...people die everyday. People have asked me (on facebook), you post links about saving animals and yet the loss of Steve Jobs doesn't bother you? To be honest..no it doesn't effect me in the same way. The animals are defenseless, a multimillionaire ceo I could give two hoots about.

I Want To Be A Whale !
A while back, at the entrance of a gym, there was a picture of a very thin and beautiful woman. The caption was "This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?" The story goes, a woman (of clothing size unknown) answered the following way: "Dear people, whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, seals, curious humans), they are sexually active and raise their children with great tenderness. They entertain like crazy with dolphins and eat lots of prawns. They swim all day and travel to fantastic places like Patagonia, the Barents Sea or the coral reefs of Polynesia. They sing incredibly well and sometimes even are on cds. They are impressive and dearly loved animals, which everyone defend and admires. Mermaids do not exist. But if they existed, they would line up to see a psychologist because of a problem of split personality: woman or fish? They would have no sex life and could not bear children. Yes, they would be lovely, but lonely and sad. And, who wants a girl th

Wow I Cant Blieve These 2 People
wow to people i thought was my friends and they are sisters i found out one of them acts like she likes you if you buy her stuff and she promise things to you and to find out all she was doing was lieing to just get stuff. she is also married and looks at other guys nsfw pics and treats him like trash as well. well from what she has told me about him. and now she is pissed at me and wishes me dead what a wonderful person ...just because i havent gotten her blings or anything wow

45 Things A Girl Wants But Won't Ask
Boy's dont realize how much one little thing can upset a girl. 45 THINGS A GIRL WANT, BUT WON'T ASK FOR: 1. Touch her waist. 2. Actually talk to her. 3. Share secrets with her. ...4. Give her your jacket. 5. Kiss her slowly. Are you remembering this? 6. Hug her. 7. Hold her. 8. Laugh with her. 9. Invite her somewhere. 10. Hangout with her and your friends together. KEEP READING .. 11. Smile with her. 12. Take pictures with her. 13. Pull her onto your lap. 14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back. 15. When her friends say ¡°I love her more than you¡±, deny it. Fight back and hug her tight so she can¡¯t get to her friends. It makes her feel loved. Are you thinking of someone? 16. Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her. 17. Kiss her unexpectedly. 18. Hug her from behind around the waist. 19. Tell her she¡¯s beautiful. 20. Tell her the way you feel about her. One last thing you need to do to sh

Warning To All Men
*** WARNING TO ALL MEN *** Beware of female sexual predators using a date rape drug called BLOW JOBS. It is used to entrap men into scams called RELATIONSHIPS and MARRIAGE. If they use this tool well, they can turn your mind into JELLO and make you serve their every whim! If they SPIT you may not be infected. *** BE AWARE *** You will be assimilated if they SWALLOW, at this point you may as well kiss your heart and ass goodbye, for you will be turned into a drooling, mindless, slave to them. * * * Engage at you own risk ***

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The Trader - 280
I had a reason to live, I was so willing to give. No chance for return, I will never learn. I found something true, I was in love with you. Made out beneath theatre lights, no dream will fill these lonely nights. When I start to wonder why, I look at your picture and cry. Find the sun in the rain, I traded my love for pain. Begins with a kiss its all the same, the trader traded the wild for the tame.

Omg This Is So Funny
This is funny & obviously written by a Former Soldier...> > > > New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60!> > > > > > > > I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I'm too old to > > track down terrorists. You can't be older than 42 to join the military. They've got the whole thing ass-backwards. > > Instead of sending 18-year olds off to fight, they ought to take > > us old guys. You shouldn't be able to join a military unit > > until you're at least 35.> > > > For starters, researchers say 18-year-olds think about sex every 10 seconds. Old guys only think about sex a couple of times a day, leaving us more than 28,000 > > additional seconds per day to concentrate on the enemy.> > > > Young guys haven't lived long enough to be cranky, and a > > cranky soldier is a dangerous soldier. 'My back hurts! I can't > > sleep, I'm tired and hungry.' We are impatient and maybe > > letting us kill some jerk that desperately deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for awh

Miracle Of Mother Nature!
Let it rain, Let it Fucking storm, Sit's on the dock of the bay watching the show, Upon the fast paced passing spectacle before his eye's, Neon blue skie's break slowly through, Bursting overhead an Auora of colour's envelop his soul, A multitude of fiery colour's spread like autumn leave's, Dancing delicately like Angel's ahead, Wipe's a Tear drop gentlyy from his eye at the beauty, River's flow so very slow, Hitting the rock's, Nature weave's it's web into my Soul & heart, Let's the depression slip gently away, Into the water, Watche's flower's bloom on new greener pasture's, That may come his way!

Protean Family: Magickal Traditions Dictionary On Protean Family
PROTEAN FAMILY (The): A Wiccan tradition based on Gardnerian Wicca that are the lineal descendants of Proteus Coven in New York City. The High Priestess of Proteus, Judy Harrow, founded the coven in the Gardnerian practice during the early 1980's. In late 1985, after a series of internal conflicts over some of the changes of practice instituted by Harrow, a body of Gardnerian Elders indicated a desire to disassociate with Proteus and her descendants. In the early 1990's, Harrow declared the Protean Family to be a "self-aware subgroup" of the Gardnerian line.

Tigers & Wolve's!
I once stared a Wolf in the eye's, Eye's a yellowish tinted shining glass bead, The moon reflected so wonderful within, The tree's shadowing her body, An Ivory & Slate fur coat keeping her warm ,Pouncing gracefully through the snow, Gentle paw print's marked the path she walked, Left her a meal of bloodied steak, A gentle loving gesture to keep her fed, Watche's in admiration & awe, As her steel teeth rip away at flesh, Take's one last look at the Big cat with a wry smile, What a beautiful companion, Fled as quick as she appeared to comfort her cub's & family. He shall never forget that encounter, Till the day he die's, A one & only chance meeting left him warm, She left her spirit embedded in his soul, Left him with a huge smile,

Thoughts..in Progress
Another lonely sleepless night, becomes a day no longer bright. I need the wind beneath my wings, the chorus from the songs I sing. No longer seeing what is real, the lovely pain is all I feel. So put away your promises, they're filled with lust and emptiness. The dreaded shame I cannot bare, I will not love what isn't there. Life is full of sacrifice, One more shot just roll the dice. In the end I hope to find, a love for life and what is mine. Maybe then I'll find it pure, loving self might be the cure. Turn back thoughts and turn back time, just take away what isn't mine.....

Letter
The hand that wrote this letterSweeps the pillow cleanSo rest your head andread a treasured dreamI care for no one else but youI tear my soul to cease the painI think maybe you feel the sameWhat can we do?I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to doSo I've been writing just for youThey say your life is going very wellThey say you sparkle like a different girlBut something tells me that you hideWhen all the world is warm and tiredYou cry a little in the darkWell so do II'm not quite surewhat you're supposed to sayBut I can see it's not okayHe makes you laughHe brings you out in styleHe treats you wellAnd makes you up real fineAnd when he's strongHe's strong for youAnd when you kissIt's something newBut did you ever call my nameJust by mistake?I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to doSo I'll just write some love to you

Stroke
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Leave This World Behind
Leave this World Behind I find myself thinking about you when I know I probably shouldn't I wear a smile for the whole world to see while inside all I want to do is die I yell at you and tell you I'm done, because I should move on How do you forget all the good times we had together though You have another but still say you want me I don't know if you really love me or not All I know is I still love you. Lord only knows why You put me through so much pain and made me feel like I didn't even belong I already felt lost after my dad died You were supposed to be there for me to help me through Life will never be the same again I lost my dad and my husband all at the same time Now all I want to do is lose myself as well and leave this world behind Leave behind all the confusion, hurt, and pain. I know I should move on but how can I I took vows to love til death do us part So I guess I'm meant to just live my life alone and keep you in my heart. When all i

Urban Dictionary For Heather
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No End A Poem I Wrote
No End By JMT I wish there was a way to put into words all that you make me feel If I could only tell you how your touchlets me know it's all real Only if I had the strength to harness the beauty it does conceal when the magic of all the colors of the brightest rainbow does reveal It would be a mirical if time went reverse allowing a sunset to stay A few hours longer so the light frames your face looking my way Benevolence graces, your eyes soften drawing us to stay Wrapped in the suns warmth my heart flutters carrying us away I wish you could completely understand without a whispers speak How eternity could float on by without your love I would be weak Reflectant are twilights rays upon your soul so quiet and meek Yearning that deepness tonight that never hits it's peak Having no real words that I can honestly send Relying souly on emotions to try to comprehend I hope when I look at you, my eyes tell the story you can commend And that you see yours

Scream
Scream by JMT Days are too short nights are too long Dazed and confused on where I belong My heart goes out but the directions are wrong Weary is my faith but my dreams are strong Hours pass like days minutes like hours Lost in the currentsas the river towers Into the boring endless life I cower Beaten by the rapids that leave me sour A year in a decade a decade in a year My teadious fight to swallow every tear Faded is my existance without fear Clouded emotion think and unclear Flawless imperfections to life unseen A new day begins air fresh and clean Repeatitive motions or so it would seem Awakened from sleep by my very own Scream

Original Sin
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Week 5
Hey everybody! King Jeremy here again with my weekly NFL predictions. Week 4 was 10-6 for me, and 39-25 overall this season. As always, all comments and opinions are welcome :) Here's my Week 5 predictions......... Philadelphia @ Buffalo: Buffalo Kansas City @ Indianapolis: Indianapolis Arizona @ Minnesota: Arizona Seattle @ NY Giants: NY Giants Tennessee @ Pittsburgh: Tennessee New Orleans @ Carolina: New Orleans Cincinnati @ Jacksonville: Cincinnati Oakland @ Houston: Houston Tampa Bay @ San Francisco: Tampa Bay NY Jets @ New England: New England San Diego @ Denver: San Diego Green Bay @ Atlanta: Green Bay (ESPN Monday Night Football) Chicago @ Detroit: Detroit

No Turning Back Now (death To The Swimmers)
well this is it im finnaly on the meds that effictivelly chemically castraten me. the testosterone killing drug which blockks t turning into dht. normal male t is 600- 900 mine was 312 dr was dissapointed, i said i knew i had super sperm :) he said i can fix that. he was right.... i am now on provera at 10 mg's a day uninterupted. most woman will know what that is like. the cool thing is it will also help with breast development which is also a plus. since i went of spirilactone 7 months ago my breast stopped growing, well this will fix that. i was told to be prepared for the boobies hurting. not much else going on, sorry it was so dry but just wanted to update those that pay attention to my science experiment that is me. :D

Shredded Heart!
My heart used to sit in a wooden box, Top shelf dust free & touched by only one, That one hand managed to knock it ferociously down ,Now all that remain's is broken glass, Liquid run's fast across the pristine carpet, Thrown in the washer to be swallowed in water, Down sinking & seeping slowly through the hole's, Into the sewage below with the rats, Let them feed on a dead soul & live, In his honour, all he has done, No longer a part of mankind or anything such, I wish this was just a dream & one was never placed, Withing the confine's of that embrace, Treated like a ragdoll & bled to death, To make you happy was a crime, Watche's from the floor, No sense, No feeling as they say, Wasted away!

Where I've Been And What I Have Been Up To.
Okay, some of you have been wondering where I've been the last two years and what I have been up to. I began attending the state university in the fall of 2009. I attended class (mostly seated) full-time for a degree in Management. My first semester went well. It went much better than I expected. I joined Phi Beta Lambda that semester as well. The second semester was rough because I spent a month out of class because I was hospitalized. I somehow managed to get caught up and I even earned a 4.0 that semester. I was asked to join Phi Theta Kappa and I was inducted that spring. The third semester went very well as did my summer classes. My last semester was a very busy one. I took six classes, completed an internship, and worked part-time. I graduated Cum Laude on May 09, 2011. I was just a hair away from graduating Magna Cum Laude. You see, Algebra and I did not see eye to eye. Glad that is over with. I am considering returning next year to complete a degree in IT. I loved school a

The Ruler
Her eyes are darker, that's the only difference. She has my face, my voice, my persistence. She's headstrong, independent with a soft heart. Beautiful, talented, fun loving and smart. Oh how she brings new meaning, to my life. She makes me proud, makes me smile, brings tears to my eyes. But I wouldn't change a thing, about my babygirl. There is simply no one else, I'd rather have ruling my world.

A New Name
He can make me so angry, I just wanna scream. Then at night, he haunts my dreams. My vision becomes blinded, by the sight of his face. His voice takes me to, a certain time and place. A time and place, not yet known. When I'm in his arms, no longer alone. Waking up beside him, smiling sleepy smiles. Nothing could feel better, despite the miles. I feel him with me, each and every day. It doesn't matter that you are, a million miles away. Because to me, you are here. Touching my face, whispering in my ear. I feel it, I can hear it, as plain as day. Let my heart speak to yours, listen as I say. I love you and I have since, the very first time. You allowed your heart, to speak to mine. I have and always will, cherish it all. YOU were the one, who broke through my wall. Now that you're in, there you shall remain. Let's give this thing called love, a new name.

Let's Talk Fellatio (blow Jobs, Boys, Blow Jobs)
Okay guys, let’s talk about fellatio. You know, blow jobs. Going down. Kissing the Cyclops. Gobbling the rod. I could go on and on. I love it, I do, I’m one of those rare beautiful creatures who likes your cock in my mouth. I don’t find it demeaning, I find it empowering. That being said… Gentlemen, stop it. No really, knock it off already. What you say? Well that part is simple. When I go down on you, quit worrying about how long you last. Honestly. I’ve had more than one guy promise that next time they’ll hold out longer. Really? Let me break this down for you. I’m not worried about it. Odds are if I’m down there doing my thing I’m not super concerned with your stamina. The longer you last, the more work for me. 15, 20 minutes in and I should be done. You should be done. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy doing this for you. If you’ve earned the privilege of me on my knees for you I probably like y

Why Does The Human Race Do This.. ?
Why the hell do people seem to think they have to impress people by being for instance... Big busted... or big muscles... smart... rich... why the fuck cant people be themselves and just be real... are most dudes that much of assholes that females feel they must dress provocative to get attention... ? and are dudes that shallow that they have to make females feel like they have to dress provacative to get noticed... ? what is our world comming to... ? Nobody can be themselves anymore, everybody is afraid of getting hurt... Fuck that... Thats what life is about... Exploring the daily challenges of expressing yourself as an idividual and meeting others like you... but yet so many people feel they have to do extra SHIT to fit in... BE YOURSELVES... WHY TRY TO IMPRESS ANYBODY... ? If they dont like you... FUCK THEM! Thx... Thats my rant... im bored... and pissed... Wished people had more respect for themselves and others... Such is life i suppose... KEEP YOUR HEAD UP AND STAY SMILIN

Note To A Struggling Musician
Almost all of the painters I admire were ignored or ridiculed by the critics and "schools" of their own periods. Some of them defeated those roadblocks, and went directly to the public. Not always easy to do, when a religion or political structure presumes to decide what is and is not acceptable. (These days, for instance, if you don't regurgitate the liberal pablum, you will be attacked and labeled with one or more convenient witch hunting terms.) The internet makes it much easier to do your own marketing, these days. In fact, the net makes those "go betweens" into the irrelevancies they should always have been. However, you should decide if you want to spend your time creating or marketing your product. Both take a lot of time, and the usual rule is, not many are good at doing both. Maybe, find one capable person who believes in you, and let him or her do the selling -- if you must insist on selling. (I don't particularly care. I am creating for the people of two gene

From Where I'm Standing
I looked into the mirror, hanging on the wall. But I didn't recognize, what i saw. I threw it across the room, and caused it to shatter. It's just a mirror right? What does it matter? But when I bent down, and looked into the broken pieces. It provided me with answers, gave me my reasons. Breaking the mirror, didn't accomplish a thing. I could still see the cracks, reflecting me. There I was, the strong one YOU say. From where I'm standing, it doesn't appear that way.

I Wish You Were Here
I have never needed, anyone before. I have always walked, through my own doors. That's why, this is all so new. Because I just can't make it, without you. I have tried, it just hurts more. I have never in my life, been so sure. Your stare, your words, just YOU is enough. To make everything around me, just disappear. All I can say is I love YOU Baby, I wish YOU were here.

Yup, That's Is A Guy
Seems God was just about done creating the universe, but he had two things left in his bag of creations, so he decided to split them between Adam and Eve. He told the couple that one of the things he had to give away was the ability to stand up while urinating. "It's a very handy thing" God told the couple, "and I was wondering if either one of you wanted that abilty."Adam jumped up and blurted "Oh, give that to me! I'd love to be able to do that. It seems the sort of thing a man would do. Please give me that ability. It'd be so great. When I'm working in the garden or naming the animals, I could just stand there and let fly. It'd be sooo cool. I could write my name in the sand. Please, God, let it be me you give the gift to, let me stand to pee, oh please." Eve just smiled and said that if Adam really wanted that so bad that he should have it. It seemed to be the sort of thing that would make Adam really happy, and she didn't mind if Adam were the one to get this ability. Adam was hap

104 Degrees Of Solitude
104 degrees of solitude sounds of white noise echo through beige walls and grey thoughtthis light never seemed so dull beforelifeless......a constant quandaryI feel tormentedif these mutating walls could talkthey would speak of the skeletonsyou've gracefully swept under the welcome matif history is bound to repeat it's selfam i destine for sorrow?I'm tethered to this carouselspinning to the verge of insanityan all aboard ridewithin my carnival from the eyes of madnessfrom a distance I hear the music box clamormelding with alarm clock wailstrapped in a lucid synergysemi-conscious harrowingthrust upon mental betrayalwhy cant i free myselffrom this war waged in my headi'm my own worst enemyyet i cant be defeated.........soulless in a schitzophrenic webtangled through the silkof chaotic synapsesi'm better left for dead.......

The Host
the host I've never felt so alivefrom what I can remember....recalling a falloutfrom a long december....still she fed inside mea paracitic democracyas my body take the burdenI'm feeling this pulse with a rabid stareaddictive...yearning for moredown the rabbit hole when you take this darealways in awe for whats in store....she feeds this life....she feeds my strife....i'm a host to all I've lostgutting the fabric to the thread that I've sewntaking this chance for all coststhrowing away everything i've knownshe's feeding this hateand eats it awayhow can this paracitic reformationbe the glance that makes me staybe the stance that makes me praymake withering eyes falter in dismayI'm a host to all I've lostgutting this fabric to the thread that I've sewntaking this chance for all coststhrowing away everything I've knownI've become a concubine to this combinein a rejoice full blisswaiting for karma to bring one last wish.....felling the chill shudder my spinewaiting for karma to bring on

Could You?
Can you live with the what if's, not knowing what the future holds? Tossing aside that ONE, who makes you whole. Walking through life never knowing, what might have been. If you had just, allowed them in. Given them a chance, to show you themselves. The reality behind, the emotions felt. That they are not just words, real feelings, real tears. But you dismissed them, due to temptation and fear. Everyone has that ONE person, they are meant to find. Please, just step into, my mind. One second is all, it will take. For you to see I'm real, there's nothing fake. About the way I feel for you, and want to prove. I am begging you, to step into my shoes. I can't put into words, exactly what it is. But even love isn't powerful enough, for feelings like this. Let me show you, look into my eyes. That's all it will take, for you to realize. That I'm not like the rest, what I'm telling you is true. And I would give anything, to prove it to you.

Somethings To Chew On....
This is true: the world is better off with some people gone. Our lives are not all interconnected. That theory is a crock. Some people truly do not need to be here. What does that mean know me, know me, nobody ever knows anybody else, ever! You will never know me. I don't know myself. No one ever likes the right person. Life is like a typographical error: we're constantly writing and rewriting things over each other. Disintegration---I'm taking it in stride. Nothing was affirmative, the term “generosity of spirit” applied to nothing, was a cliche, was some kind of bad joke. Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire- meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead. Fear, recrimination, innocence, sympathy, guilt, waste, failure, grief, were things, emotions, that no one really felt anymore. Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be

Thought This Application Was Funny So I Decided To Add It :)
APPLCATION FOR A PIECE OF ASSName:______________________City:______________________State:_____________________Age:__________ Phone:______________Hair Color:__________Real Hair Color:____________Eye Color:___________Dentures: __________Weight: _________Height:___________Waist Size: __________Breast or Bra Size: __________Marital Status:Married___________Single______________Divorced:_________ Other__________Are Your Breasts Real? ____________Do You Like Them:Sucked_________ Chewed__________ Kissed____________Caressed__________ Squeezed________ Licked_________Other_____All of the Above____________Can You Stay Out Late? _____________ How Late?_____________All Night? _________ Several Days? ___________Do You Like To Have Sex And Be Screwed All Night? ____________How Often? __________Do You Like Oral Sex? _____________Pussy Size:Small ________ Medium __________Large ____________ Extra Large __________While Screwing Do You:Faint______ Fart______ Cry______ Moan______Hum______ Whistle______ Scr

Ppl That Play With Other Not In A Nice Way
ya know that's one thing that really pisses me off, that'ss when some ppl choose to fk with others online..........to those that do.........YOUR Day is comin , stop this bs, we're all ppl and have real feelings!

The Gray Desert
THE GRAY DESERT Life is a desert for me A desert of gray cutting sand In cast expansions I have crawled along this waist land of life my whole life Whenever I start to feel hope The wing comes blowing the sharp Gray sand to shred To shred the flesh The flesh of my hope and dreams I survive of the water of hope in the roots The roots of temporary hope Hope that lasts not Many a time I thought I saw An oasis Shimmering just ahead of me I ran top them I did But when I arrive Just more gray sand I think I see one again This time it is clearer This time I smell it Please let you not be another mirage That would be more then I can survive JPowell

Always Be Me. For My Girl
When your days seem dark as your night. And you feel your will is gone. Look for the light deep in the darkness. It will carry you on. The light will give you hope. Faith to lead you through. For inside that light. Is the one meant for you. His love your rock. Forever true it will be. The one beauty inside that light. It will always be me.

Life
The Magic Of LoveLove is like magicAnd it always will be.For love still remainsLife's sweet mystery!!Love works in waysThat are wondrous and strangeAnd there's nothing in lifeThat love cannot change!!Love can transformThe most commonplaceInto beauty and splendorAnd sweetness and grace.Love is unselfish,Understanding and kind,For it sees with its heartAnd not with its mind!!Love is the answerThat everyone seeks...Love is the language,That every heart speaks.Love can't be bought,It is priceless and free,Love, like pure magic,Is life's sweet mystery!!- Helen Steiner Rice -

I Am Venting....
Ok, so I keep hearing the 'rich' need to pay more in taxes. I completly agree. However, I do not agree with passing a law to do that. Any law that says group X has to do/not do something is called DISCRIMINATION! The dictionary defines discrimination as..."treatment or consideration of, or making a distinction infavor of or against, a person or thing based on the group,class, or category to which that person or thing t belongs rather than on individual merit." So, if we as a people say because you make X amount of money, you pay, say 20% in taxes and if you only make Y amount you pay 10%. Isn't that the textbook definiton of discrimination? If we were to make laws based on ohhhh let's say.....hmmmmm, skin color.....ya know, if you are white you are held to these laws and if you are black you are held to diferant laws, we would say that is wrong. OH WAIT!!! We already do! Laws based on ANY form of discrimination are illegal! So why are so many people in favor of these laws? I

No Title...
***I finally see the ending...of this long,strange journey.The end is only as close as,the next decision I make.I see the end as clear as..I see the beginning;The beginning is now..The end is but one second ahead...And when I reach the end I findIt is only another beginning..Here and now, this minute..this second...is a gift from the GodsI may not have another and so..I must be wise!The beginning must be about love....and if so then......the ending will also be about love....***

What Makes A Great Band?
1. A good musician is a humble musician. -You should always know that there is someone else better than you, but you should always know in the back of your head that you're the shit because what is a band with out confidence. 2. Never forget where you've come from. -Never forget about your friends, family, and all of the people that will help you along the way. It'll be normal if you encounter people in your music career that creep you out, but most of the time, those are the people that will always love your music from day one. 3. Keep it real! -Make sure that the music you put out there is the music you want people to hear. What is the message? People always enjoy music to the fullest when they can hear something amazing, yet feel the good vibrations coming from within. 4. Public eye -Haters exist in every form and I'm sure we all know that. Don't take everything to heart because sometimes you'll find yourself in a weird musical enviornment that your band should have n

The Resurrection
It's the ressurrection, my rebirth, it's time for me to shine. I'm back from the dead, and it's time to take back what's mine. It's been a long time coming, but I'm finally awake. Now there are many walls that I need to break. The walls of negativety, I'm tearing it down. Because I'm done making myself look like a clown. Time to get down to business and put my talent to work. I will know in the future what all of it will be worth. Now, onto the wall of fake friends. I trusted them too much, but they will fall in the end. You know who you are, so I'm talking to you. Because what goes around will come back around, and it'll come back on you. Now onto the walls of self-doubt. Time to get a heavy sledge-hammer to show what I'm all about. It's time for me to let it all go. I'm being reborn and it's time for me to grow. I'm leaving the past behind, and it's long overdue. It's time for my resurrection and my soul to be renewed.

Can't Get In The Restroom
In a Chicago hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the mens restroom, but it had always been occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament. "Sir," she said, "You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall." He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch. Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP, and a red one labeled ATR. Who would know if he touched them? He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Mens restrooms don't have nice things like this. Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside. When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When the p

Week 6
Hey there, sexy people! King Jeremy with my Week 6 NFL predictions! Week 5 was 7-6 for me, so let's hope this week gets better. Here now are my picks............ Carolina @ Atlanta: Atlanta Indianapolis @ Cincinnati: Cincinnati San Francisco @ Detroit: Detroit St. Louis @ Green Bay: Green Bay Philadelphia @ Washington: Philadelphia Buffalo @ N.Y. Giants: Buffalo Jacksonville @ Pittsburgh: Pittsburgh Houston @ Baltimore: Baltimore Cleveland @ Oakland: Oakland Dallas @ New England: Dallas New Orleans @ Tampa Bay: New Orleans Minnesota @ Chicago: Chicago (ESPN Monday Night Football) Miami @ N.Y. Jets: N.Y. Jets

No One
The words cut deep. Maybe they aren't meant. Can we trust words when spoken in anger? in frustration? in disappointment? in despair? Maybe it is all untrue. Maybe my life is worth living. Around the corner, I can hear the smacking and smattering of their lips. I hear them devouring. It's true, you know. In one precious sanguine moment, it was stolen from me. Trepidation stirs within my breast and I stumble forward like a drunkard aimlessly clawing for solid ground. How is it that an abstraction - a collection of sounds or symbols can wield such influence and wreak such unspeakable pain? The child in me wants to run and run and run and get as far from the happening as possible. Consciously, I know. Within, I understand. Yet, this baleful knowledge is of no comfort. It simply refuses to kill the pain. Curiously, I watch the flames rise with some sort of indifference. It isn't that you hate me. No. I see that little in your eyes. When you wish I was dead, it is s

Candy
Looking for the one person to make your heart soar, but everytime you think you find her, you heart just hurts some more. Leaving it up to fate, has left you alone and sad, and asking of the gods for help, well that just makes you mad. Fire burns like noon day sun when you even think her name, consuming all your heart, in losses bitter flame. The looking for you was long ago through, she is your soul and is the coal that feeds the burning chest. But she is not yours, and has another deep within her breast. Rooted deep are these bonds that bind your lifes together, and if there pulled you will die and maybe that is better....

Walls
Being hurt many times, makes you not wanna trust anymore!A OPEN HEART, FREE AND UNTOUCHEDHE CALLED ME NAMES IT HURT SO MUCH I PLACED A STONE ALONG THE SIDETO SHEILD MYSELF I RUN AND HIDE I THREW THAT STONE FOR HOPE OF CHANGETHIS TIME FINDING I WASN'T TO BLAME BRICKS THIS TIME IT WILL SURELY HOLDMY HEART TUCKED TIGHT IN A TINY MOLD A WALL NOW THERE SO STRONG AND TALLPUSHING AWAY THE WRECKING BALL A BATTLEFIELD WITH WRECKAGE AND DEBRISBEHIND THIS WALL THAT'S ALL YOU'LL SEE NO GREEN PASTURES OR BRIGHT FLOWERSFOR I FEEL SAFE TO HOLD THAT POWER ALONE I'LL STAND TO HOLD THIS BLAMETHIS IS MY LIFE , THIS IS MY PAIN

How To Get To Know The Real Me
Get to know me,the real me, Dig deep up under what u see. Under this long hair, in my mind there are dreams, Determined to reach them no matter how hard it may seem. Behind these eyes tells a life long story, Times of moarning and times of glory. Within this shell which I display, Lies a soul trying to find it's way. Behind this smile lays tears of heart ache, That deprives me of sleep and keeps me awake. A spirit so lite filled with laughter, Desires of a happily ever after. Just look past what lays before your eyes, And get to know the real me that lives inside!!! STAR

One Of The Hardest Things I Face Day By Day
One of the roughest things at the moment for me is missing my girl and her two daughters Sophie, 4 and Gwen, 8...The last few days has been the hardest for me because due to the fact that work has been really hectic and such...One thing that hit me the hardest a week ago was when Gwen asked me if I had to go to work and I said yes I do baby I gotta go to work so she nodded her head at me and said I dont want you to go to work I said well do you want me to get fired? She nodded and said in a cute voice no I dont want you to get fired...Well, Im getting too burnt out with my job right now and my heart isnt at my job my heart is always at home with a great woman and two good little girls...It hurts me night by night and day by day I miss em all very much It kills me that I have to do what I gotta do ya know...Its just the times I have to go in kills me and my heart...It sickens me now that im stuck at a horrible place that dont give a flying fuck about family...The last kitchen meeting we

Darkness Consumes!
Awoke early , A cold furnace was stoked, Within his heart, stabbed , left out , Wandering , among this never-ending road, Lost to the world, deep in his thoughts, A stranger amongst a blur of crowd's Breezing past in silence, A whistle in the wind, His mind is hollow & numb, lost in darkness, Despair fill's his soul, He has been trodden on to many time's. In this world, feels like giving up, My soul is virtually destroyed, Put through a paper shred, He has bled his thoughts, Prayers & blessings, fot what , Sent out to look upon his loving family!

That Day...
That Day.... It was a steamy August nightWhen you first crossed my pathAt first I hid from sightBut that would never last You were but a strangerIn a place I knew so wellLittle did I know it would beThe beginning of my hell I was such a social butterflyJust flitting around my friendsI had so many of themI thought it would never end But then you took my handAnd in your charming waysYou started down a pathWith the DEAD END sign hidden in a haze By the time I saw the darkness fallMy friends I could not findYou held my hand even harderAnd led the way; I was blind But then one day, I woke upSurrounded by people I never knewAnd when I tried to get awayYour grasp was like super-glue It was then that I noticedThe pure evilness in your eyesI was unable to make an escapeAnd no one could hear my cries Then one day, the sun came outand on me, it began to shineThe law they came to take youAnd, in essence, gave me what was mine And as I stood there lettingThe sun shine rain on

The Rules Of A Gentleman
1. If she's amazing, she won't be easy. If she's easy, she won't be amazing. If she's worth it, you won't give up. If you give up, you're not worthy enough. 2. Whatever you give a woman, she is going to multiply. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. So -- if you give her crap, you will receive a ton of shit.3. A man's biggest mistake is giving another man an opportunity to make his woman smile. If you love her, you shouldn't be giving any guy that chance. It should be you making her smile. 4. If a girl admits that she likes you, know that it took every ounce of courage in her to say that. Don't take her for granted. 5. Don't tell her your love is forever unless you have no doubt it is.6. Make holding her hand too tight be the only way you can hurt her.7. When hugging her, lift her off her feet and spin around ...she'll love it. 8. Never underestimate a girl's ability to find things out. It is always better to be honest beca

Everyone Has A Story..
Something occured to me this am when I was looking over a friend's photo's. Everyone has a life off of here and no one knows their story. Well this one friend's story caught me off guard and I wasn't expecting it. So please people take the time out of your day to try and get to know at least one person that you choose to add to your top friends or family. I'm one of those people that has a story.. ok? So be respectful of me and my story and maybe someday I'll tell you about it. ~Chrissy

Thursday Oct 19
Today she looked very good. She was talking like normal, although still weak on her right side. Had an MRI last night and all looked good. She went for an EEG this morning and thats when she had a major seizure. It was so bad her heart stopped for a moment. The neurologist and his staff came and told me as soon as they could, and told me she was going to be in CCU for a bit then mover her back up to the unit into the acute stroke unit. They are putting her on full blown seizure med now by IV, not little by little like they were hoping they could do.. She is going to be in for a long time now.

New Nsfw Folder......
Kk My Fu_Loves! My New NSFW pic Folder is officially up and running! It will only be open to a select few that send either bling credits, special ability blings, or limited edition blings... there are only a few atm, but more will be coming!! So to all of you who have been wanting to see the goods....come on over! :) Hope you enjoy! ;)

Walk Away
She's straight up gorgeous and doesn't even know itGot a thing for men that treat her like she's nothinLiving life like she's dyingWith many years yet to comeThrow it all away for him and give herself upGoing crazy with the madnessPretending the silence isn't thereIt only lasts a moment as it's replaced with gut wrenching tearsShe's the farthest thing from stupid this world's ever seenYet she avoids responsibilities and ignores all her own needsCan't see what she sees in this parade of useless menCan't fully grasp the implications of whyOr howOr if it'll ever endBaby girl drowns herself in misery like she was living off speedStuck in this cycle of his selfish greedShe sees no hope for a better tomorrow or a life outside of himCan't extract herself from his holdCan't walk away from thatEveryone has stepped away with their hands up in the airAll out of advice and words of wisdom to shareHoping that she'll learn one day before it's far too lateHoping that she'll get the guts and just walk

I Can't Think Of A Name For This.
You make me fucking sick. Look right into my eyes and lie and lie and…and now I’m thinking of you covered in acid, under glass – disintegrating while fully conscious as I laugh and make jokes and entertain a garden party. It makes me feel so good. At least it would make me feel good to know that you felt bad except that I don’t much remember what happiness looks like nowadays. Born blind or blinded? You don’t know what you’re missing…you’re lucky considering I miss terribly what I can no longer see. I kick and scream and scratch at the backs of my eyelids hoping maybe I’ll hear me and let me out. Wishful blinking.

Futard Blocked!
reply airweed: hey jade how are u 10:29am more To airweed: doin good thanx how ru >? 10:29am reply airweed: im great just chatting here and on yahoo 10:30am reply airweed: kind of boring today 10:30am reply airweed: im down here in orlando area 10:33am reply airweed: u have yahoohun lets chat there i hate this shoutbo 10:34am more To airweed: i dont give my yahhoo out anymore sorry 10:34am reply airweed: ok thats cool 10:35am reply airweed: i understand 10:35am reply airweed: suks but all good 10:35am reply airweed: im on cam on yahoo

Trick Or Treating
the night is cold and dark yet little ones are out and about trick or treating from door to door goblins and ghouls running through the park listen closely and you can hear them shout fill our pumpkins with candy, more, more, more!

Just Had Some Kind Of Thought
I just had some kind of thought, that can never be sold or bought. I would like to say thank you, for taking the time and the reading you might do. Even if you don't grasp the hidden meaning, any passing thought created is gleaming. I write to figure out why, I can't seem to get use to goodbye. Anything can happen to someone I care for, the screen is closed but there is the open door. I take and see whats happened sometimes its never as it seems, everything begins and ends even if I never know what it means. It took place for a reason good or bad, I try to think I have to change and never be sad. Just because someone won't call, this happens for a reason no tear should fall. Just because somethings will never take place, gives me more time to live freely without a sad look on my face. I fall asleep when I am alone wishing someone was there, I fall asleep spooning but feeling unsure striking distance is closer and I d

Show Requirements For Level 24 - Updated
I need help to level up , if YOU can help me would be great help ... this is what I have so far: Points: 3,619,654 of 5,000,000 points --> Almost Done Buzzkilled: 0 of 3 Kilss --> Not Done Pimped out: 2 of 2 pimpouts --> Done Big Pimpin Gifts: 5 of 5 gifts --> Done Total: 2 of 4 requirements Well I am getting there but slow and that's ok with me ... I am not going to beg to have people help me at all ... So I do want to thank the people who help me so far ... really do mean it and the other people well go fuck yourself ...

Cocaine (eric Clapton)
Cocaine lyricsIf you wanna hang outYou've gotta take her outCocaineIf you wanna get downDown on the groundCocaineShe don't lieShe don't lieShe don't lieCOCAINEIf you got bad newsYou wanna kick them bluesCocaineWhen your day is doneAnd you wanna runCocaineShe don't lieShe don't lieShe don't lieCOCAINEIf your thing is goneAnd you wanna ride on

A Growing Number Of Women Over 50 Claim They’re Happier Staying Single Than Getting Hitched. Here’s Why—and The New Way Romance Fits In Their Lives.
this might be good for men to read whole page to ! “I Don’t Want To Get Married” A growing number of women over 50 claim they’re happier staying single than getting hitched. Here’s why—and the new way romance fits in their lives. By Judsen Culbreth Share: n the past (and not too long ago at that), a woman over age 50 who was single inspired sympathy and concern from her married peers: Will she ever be able to find someone and settle down? True, even today, many unattached women in this demographic dream of hea

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It Is What It Is
“No one has to the right to tell you who you are and control your life, cause it’s yours. Your life is meant to be lived by no one else but yourself. We sometimes let people get the best of us, destroy us and change our opinions on what we believe is true. Only you know what’s right for yourself, you have the power, you make the choices and you learn. Each experience we go through in a life is a lesson to be learned. We all make mistakes, why is that so hard for some to understand? No one should be judged by the mistakes they have made. It’s past news. Everything happens for a reason, and without the hard times, how would we ever realize our true strength? It’s only through a time of suffering when we realize how strong we truly are inside, when we realize how much we can actually put up with and deal with before we eventually break.”....Author unknown

Random
one of my r/l best friends asked me to tell him something something sexy I had a dream last night where i was laying on a rock in the sun somewhere with a women spreading her lips with my tongue there ws someone fisitng my hair slaping my ass some with something pushing me down between her legs but i woke up lol thats kinda sexy woke me up feeling all hot and bothered it was a very good dream he didnt believe me lol but it was a very very good dream :P random thoughts lol why cant i have a dream like that with out him thinking i pulling his chain

Cherooke Spirit!
Ambience in the air,A flutter of wings spreading colours, Feathers in her headress calling out the eagle's name, Feet gently pounding in the sand, A wooden stick held aloft, Bell's ring out under the blazing sun, Queen of her domain & Mother of all animal's, Voice's call out upon the wind, A gentle howl & a bird in her hand, Croaking of frogs withing the Morning mist, The Lions,Tiger's & Panther's step out, Bow there heads with gentle grace & soft steps, Emerge forth under the pastel blue sky, Slow & Graceful on an ethereal breeze!

Week 7
Howdy, sexy people! King Jeremy here with my weekly NFL picks! Comments and opinions are welcome as always, so here's my picks for Week 7!! Seattle @ Cleveland: Cleveland Atlanta @ Detroit: Detroit Houston @ Tennessee: Tennessee Denver @ Miami: Denver San Diego @ New York Jets: San Diego Chicago @ Tampa Bay: Chicago Washington @ Carolina: Carolina Pittsburgh @ Arizona: Pittsburgh Kansas City @ Oakland: Oakland St. Louis @ Dallas: Dallas Green Bay @ Minnesota: Green Bay Indianapolis @ New Orleans: New Orleans ESPN MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL Baltimore @ Jacksonville: Baltimore

Doesn't Work That Way
You and I, will never share a bed. If there is doubt, inside my head. Just sex, some might say. But for me, it doesn't work that way. I refuse to share myself, with someone just for pleasure. My body is not for someone to desire, it's for them to treasure. My heart is inside of me, and that's where their's has to be. If not, then I could never, stand face to face with you. Knowing the emotions, aren't true.

Will You Still Love Me
I love this..Will you still love me even if I’m not perfect? Will you still love me even if I’m not the kind of person you wished I were? Will you still look into my eyes with warmth even if you saw my shadows? Will you still hold my hand even if you knew there will be times I’d let you down?For though I yearn to take care of you as I should, though I desire to love you with a love that never falters and fades, my knees tremble this very moment that you hold me in your arms.Shall I kiss you? Shall I hold your hand and bask in the light of your spirit knowing that I have my darkness, knowing there will be times that the light of my love will sometimes be overshadowed by the darkness that is in me?Sometimes I’d be silent and I might bore you. I may not laugh at your jokes, and you may not understand the spell that’s enshrouding me. Sometimes I’d get troubled and I’d fail to put into words what the hell it is that troubles me. I wouldn’t be

Think Over It Again And Again
As we grow up,we learn that the people that weren`t supposed to ever let us down,probablywill.You`ll have your heart broken and you`ll break others hearts.You`ll blame a new love for things an old love did.You`ll fight with your best friend.You`ll cry because time is flying by,and eventually you`ll lose someone you love.So take too many pictures,laugh too much,forgive freely,and love like you`ve never been hurt.Because every second you spend angry or upset,is a second of happiness you never get back!

Anger
Eventually, I will step away. Through some strange circumstance I became stronger than you. I'm not so blind. Not so deaf. Anymore. I see much more vividly now. For every day from hence forth, you will mark my words. Blood smeared across my lips and fury storming with wild abandon in my eyes. I've abandoned mercy and abandoned my need for it. A driving force stirs me to the precipice but not to go over. I beat my chest as a call to arms in a primal ritual of war. You won't conquer me. I am not the foe you faced before. Look upon me and see the eyes of your enemy follow you. My mark here has been made. My footsteps are followed, my story retold. What will become of you? Your memory will lie rotted and forgotten in the desert and your name shall remain in the shade of the sun never to rise again. Insect, get far from my sight. Lest crushed beneath my wrath you long to be.

One Time
biting, scratching, screaming thats my game i ride u so good thats my claim to fame when im done its hurts so good and throbbing so hard u cant stand it and when u look at me u no im the only man who can make u cry with pleasure scream with joy, its so good u`ll never need and plastic lil toy and once you start rubbing your breast and the water starts to fall tray west is that name you`ll wanna call so becare boys cause if you tamper with that pussy shell just call me after so i can start and finish your terrible job at pleasing and when im done and her throat hurts from calling my name you better be ready cause that was just the beginning of the pleasure game. so spread them legs, lay down and enjoy. cause when i rub and fuck that pussy, suck on those breast and smack that ass flip you around and ride u fast.....i promise you. you wont need that toy

The Sellsword's New Pants. (part 3)
"Greywood Fief" Byron echoed over his dry lips. Had a nice ring to it. Probably meant there was some absentee lord collecting taxes once a season, and providing little if any protection. Funny business lords, taxes, and land. Something he had managed to avoid his entire life, save the very upfront payment for services delivered. The township was arranged in a large, disorderly ring within the spiked log fence, there were huts with small yards and vegetable gardens, pens for pigs and goats near almost every home. Their composition ranged from clay to log, domed to peaked, hay-thatched, chimneyed and quaint. No sizeable beasts for plowing or transit seemed to be present, judging by the stretched hides and dangling, shrivelled meat in a few of the yards, it appeared that Greywood was predominately fed by game and carefully planned micro-harvests. Which meant they'd have to dry their meat, and preserve seasons of fruits and vegetables. Pickling and curing! Byron cursed his useless coin

Who Am I?
Here is all you need to know about me... I am about YOU My purpose is to build, lift, assist, YOU on YOUR path. In helping raise YOU up, I am in turn, raised up... to my highest good... my highest potential... my highest self. Once you are living your life doing what you are meant to do here, the rest will come. Don't you see, it's always about what you GIVE, not what you recieve. Once you trust that you will be taken care of... that you will have all you need and MORE... you have arrived at the next level, and are ready to proceed. What's next ?.... I don't know... but I do know that this journey has chosen YOU.... what will YOU do ?

Social Contract
The Social Contract has been broken It is dislpayed every day on the news Why are people surprised when Evolution happens? The God people go crazy & the trodden upon rise You break the Social contract and eventually you will lose yout head You will be left with flailing arms & legs as you yru to delay the Guillotine

Whats Up?
well, im still here living life day by day what more can i do . I'm here trying to live the life i want ot live not the one that other tell me i should live. i hate when ppl try to tell me how to live my life and that my daughter should come fist before anything else but i got news for them all my daughter is my world and will always come frist before anyone in my life no matter what . i dont just sit on the comupter all day while shes around i sit on here looking for the job i need to take care of her and to support her . it really pisses me off when the person that says shit about how i should live my life is doing the same thing . well, i'm not trying to be a hard ass but i will not back down when someone starts shit with me . i will let everyone know my true colors im not scare of anyone i can do anything that i put my mind .

Life As A Movie
THIS IS A NEW MOVIE. A MUCH BETTER, EASIER TO READ MOVIE I DIDN'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I WANTED TO DO WITH THIS AT FIRST. SO THIS IS WHAT I LEARNED; THIS NEEDS TO BE ALOT EASIER, WITH A MINIMUM OF DETAILS. PLUS IT LOOKS BETTER WITHOUT ALL THOSE WORD ORPHANS, WEEPING IN ODD SPOT AROUND THE PAGE ANYMORE. THIS IS WHERE I COME ON MY BREAKS FROM....WRITTING MOVIES..AND IT'S TOO MUCH TROUBLE TO TRY AND FORMAT IT LIKE A SCREENPLAY. HALF THE TIME I WAS HAVING TO REDIT IT. NOW, THIS IS IMPORTANT. I HAD TO REDIT IT.Not RE-EDIT. REDIT, AS IN; TO REDIT,OR, FUCK, NOW I HAVE TO REDIT IT AGAIN. AND BEING A TRUE ARTIST, MY FIRST THOUGHT WAS 'I WONDER IF I CAN MAKE SOME MONEY ON THIS',CAN I COPYRIGHT A WORD. WELL, SADLY MY FRIENDS, YOU CAN'T. I CHECKED, BEFORE I PUT IT OUT THERE FOR YOU. IF IT'S NOT I'LL JUST SUE CHA CHA'S ASS FOR A GAZILLION REAL BUCKS. SO NOW, IN FRONT OF FU AND THE UNIVERSE....FU NIVERSE, I CLAIM ALL RIGHTS TO THE WORD "REDIT". AND FUNIVERSE, IF IT'S NOT ALREADY INVE

Ask A Former "cleaner" Anything.... This Is Your One Chance.
This is your one chance.... Ask a former "Cleanup Specialist" anything. DISCLAIMER: I am using the term "Cleanup Specialist" as a deliberate misdirection. For obvious reasons, I will not name the official title, which agency I reported to, classified or detailed intel of work performed, etc.)I was one of the guys tasked with some of the things our government doesn't like to speak publicly about. "Cleanup Specialists" do both on-field and off-field work. On-field work consists of the down-and-dirty shit no one really likes to do and no one in our government will admit to doing: Collecting/burning evidence, dissolving corpses, "enhanced interrogation" of suspected terrorists and similar duties.. Off-field is generally more stressful, but not as difficult: Conducting misleading interviews, misdirection of press and reporters as well as the occasional bribe/disappearing. We don't like to have to kill United States citizens, but it's an occasional necessity. We're also given cle

Thirty Days
Thirty days have gone and pastmy heart weighs heavy,my love still lasts you hurt me deep into the coreyou said our love ,is never more each day my thoughts do not grow lessmy love for you, has failed the test with every day there is still hopeits just the way, that I can cope I hope one day, you will seethat this is a love that's meant to be I pray to God on every nighthe'll bring you back and end this fight. I wish you can read this proseand bring you back my so this may close.Darkness has invaded my soulon my sanity it has taken it's tolleternal sleep will ease my painfor the love I seek has been in vainmy confidence is really shakenfor each day, I have been forsakenI will retreat back in my shellto escape the life of living hellmy heart is numb, my will is brokenthere are no words, they've all been spokenall thats left is empty wordsin distant cyberspace, their never heard.

Love Is
Love is.Love is imeasurable , its bigger than the universe, yet can fit inside your heart.Love is unstopable, it can overcome any obstacleLove is always willing to forgive, no matter the circumstanceLove is tirelessLove is the essence of 2 people.Love is one, love is all, love is not singularLove is a gift from God, God gave me the gift off your love. I cherish that gift, I cannot think of life without that gift.

Hell
A preist told me what hell is like, he said hell is the absence of God, and Gods LoveMy hell on earth is the absence of your love. Lorna, save me from this hell.Tell me you love me so we can start fresh. Love can over come the diffrences.If it couldn't why are you reading this.

A True Blue Asshole
I dont even know how to begin this blog, I just know that I need to say whats on my mind before it eats its way any deeper than it already has. If you ask anyone who has had a bad relationship 'What was the problem? What happened?' the first thing out of thier mouth 99% of the time will be either: #1-Shes a crazy bitch OR #2-Hes a total asshole. Not many people can accept the role they played in the destruction of thier former romance. I however, am not such a person. I know where I fucked up and I know what mistakes I made. The problem for me is that I have owned up and have apologized and have asked for forgivness for the wrongs I have done....but he still refusses to see that he was a part of it too and that totally pisses me off! I was 4 months pregnant with his kid and, not 2 hours after he and I had sex, I found him having sex-and I mean literally in the middle of banging his ex-in the back of his car the night before our ultrasound appointment. She had no idea who I was or k

Another Day, Another Movie
ive been successfully on vacation all day.and most of yesterday. i've never subscribed to the american work ethic, which is "work all the time and then die". i retired between 20 & 30, just to make sure i didn't put it off until it was too late. I'm lucky now, i get to do what I love, but it still takes time and energy.That's the currency we all have, so the more wisely we invest it, the better off we are. when i was a sailor i used to spend real bucks the same way i spend fu bucks. if i've got it, i'll spend it. Only had alot once, but it was too easy to just spend it all, as young and foolish as I was. But i have no regrets. I was just a seeker after a little peace and love in this upside down world. I hope we can shake it up a little. They can't arrest all of us. Occupy the system before the fat cats fill it up with fear and hate....anymore...i don't get political much, but sometimes you just got to say fuck you.enough of this shit. you know what i mean?

Why Would You Think That.....
sitting here thinking of you, and then all i can do is look. Like my memories you make my spine tingle... that certian smell, a glimpse of something, a sound... reminds me of you. The way you look, the way you taste. The smile on your face... i want to hold you in my arms and feel like if the world ended today, i loved like i never have before and it was the realest love. i love being loved... and i love the way that you love me... i just wish that no matter what happens you will always be here...... in my memories.

The Sellswords New Pants (part 4)
Several people nodded and raised their hands. "Good, so you know what they look like, red eyed, covered in spines and slick barbs?" The smaller children gasped, the ones old enough to reach cabinets and counters nodded bravely. "What if I told you, there was a band of men that carried the same way? Head to toe in sharp metal, breathing plumes of hot smoke and clanking toward you with pure hate in their eyes?" Some of the crowd recoiled as Byron leaned in gnashing his teeth a bit as he spoke. "It was a decade ago, I was a bit lighter on my feet, a bit better paid, and a damn site stronger- but while I was on contract in Toreahl I met these men in battle. They had no great hoarde or army, no stampede of footsoldiers. Only five men to their formation." Byron paused and stroked his face, thinking back to the day in question. Had it been one decade or two? Were there five or seven? Was it Toreahl or Rozjeck? What he remembered clearly was the smoke on the field. The cool damp o

One Moment Together
Close your eyes, and relax. Take a deep breath, a lay back. You may not be here, but I am loving you like you are. My hands are your hands now, feeling you, from afar. Can you feel me, against your skin? Moaning as you venture, a little deeper in. Feeling your heart, beating with mine. Praying for mercy, from father time. But the clock keeps ticking, no matter how I feel. Just tell me you can feel me, you know it's real. I know you are busy, please don't slip away. Praying for someone to stop the clock, this day. The world to stop spinning, at just the right time. When I have you inside, these arms of mine. Then it can start up again, and I can breathe a little better. Knowing that for once, we shared a moment together.

Forever Lost
Trapped, and alone. Looking under the door, just wanting to go home. Anywhere really, just away from there. From their torture, their taunts, the endless stare. Why me? Why was I chosen? To be the one, you left broken. No matter how hard, I scrub. Your stench remains, can't scrub hard enough. You are still there, at all times. Infecting my being, hardening my heart, empowering my mind. Hate is not strong enough, to express how I feel. The wound is too deep, it refuses to heal. There is no treatment, therapy, nothing works. I still end up, face down in the dirt. Broken glass dug, into my feet. To insure that you won, it was your defeat. You prevailed, pat yourself on the back. Even now years later, I'm still under attack. By you, your stench, your face, your breath. Looking up into, the eyes of death. My heart still beats, yes, but at what cost. You took it all from me, I am forever lost.

Vessel
I am but a mere empty vessel floating a drift on the wind and water of life awaiting to either be filled with hope, love, life or to be washed ashore to be left to rot or to be sunk to the deepest reaches of the oceans floor. I carry not only my burden but other's as well in hopes they will find peace, love, and happiness. I cherish not worldy treasures for they tarnish and vanish. My treasures and richness comes from my family and friends.

How To Be A Successful Evil Overlord
Being an Evil Overlord seems to be a good career choice. It pays well, there are all sorts of perks and you can set your own hours. However every Evil Overlord I've read about in books or seen in movies invariably gets overthrown and destroyed in the end. I've noticed that no matter whether they are barbarian lords, deranged wizards, mad scientists, or alien invaders, they always seem to make the same basic mistakes every single time. With that in mind, allow me to present... The Top 100 Things I'd Do If I Ever Became An Evil Overlord ... 1. My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear Plexiglas visors, not face concealing ones. 2. My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through. 3. My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell in my dungeon. 4. Shooting is not too good for my enemies. 5. The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of

Vampyress' Story
Red eyes glowing Filled with crimson tears Looking for her immortal love Fangs half elongated Red corset dress Lost in a world of loneliness Searching for that one The one to save her The one to love her for life So happy to finally find him Two children she gave birth Izabelle and Alucard are their names Then he pushes her away Silently she cries Slowly she dies She feels so sad because he left her Left her to spend eternity alone Abandoned for the rest of her life "Where'd you go, I miss you so" Is what she sings Fangs enter The soft sweet skin Of another This is her story Her story of hurt Her story of betrayal She looks for him still Still longing the painful kiss Upon her neck The kiss she once knew The kiss she longs for "My love where'd you go" Fading out of existence Fading out of immortality Fading with her young still here She looks into their eyes And decides she must be strong She must live for them now Frozen heart to all of the opposite sex Angered heart to

And The List Goes On..........
Ive been asked multiple times, why is my lady so special to me? Why all the love talk? Well here goes, We have a natural attraction for one another. We share mutual repsect and make decisions for the realtionship based on our own feelings rather than requests most of the time. WE have a passion for each other as well as romance.We are best friends. We hold the highest respect for each other in the way we behave online and off. In a nutshell we are jsut a great match and there is no desire for any one else.

I Will Survive (gloria Gaynor)
First I was afraidI was petrifiedKept thinking I could never livewithout you by my sideBut I spent so many nightsthinking how you did me wrongI grew strongI learned how to carry onand so you're backfrom outer spaceI just walked in to find you herewith that sad look upon your faceI should have changed my stupid lockI should have made you leave your keyIf I had known for just one secondyou'd be back to bother meGo on now go walk out the doorjust turn around now'cause you're not welcome anymoreweren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbyeyou think I'd crumbleyou think I'd lay down and dieOh no, not I

What You Do To Me
great song by straight line stitch Please heal me, feel me, kill meIt's not easynever run from who you are, That no one that can run that farBetter stick around and hold your groundUnder my bleeding heartSo hang on, won't be longIs this what life isSomething’s gone wrongCHORUSThese days I cannot cope at all I need some kind of miracleTo shake me from this confusionits what you do to meMy heart lies bleeding in your handsTime stops and turns around againIt doesn't matter what you sayIt's what you do to meYou hurt me, desert me, divert meIt's not easyNever knew that losing you Could be so hardBut now I'm scarredAnd every time I dreamI start to screamUnder the falling starsSo hang on, won't be longIs this what life isSomething’s gone wrongCHORUSIt's what you do to meIt's what you do to meThey cut the pieces all aroundAlways wondered why we fightNever even made a soundNever thought I'd see the lightAnd I'm not fallingI'd rather stand aloneCHORUS It's what you do to

Laddie`s I`m Trying To Fight For Us """"""" !!!!!!!!!!!
copy`d from my twitter: Laddie`s i`m trying to fight for us """ ! this true really with a lot of sites " my yearbook sexist they allow women pics but not of men, i`d rather it be nether, but if they do of women, it`s only fair "" they did of men to """"""""""""""" !!!!!!!!!

We Love Our Sheep
The Sheepdogs Most humans truly are like sheepWanting nothing more than peace to keepTo graze, grow fat and raise their young,Sweet taste of clover on the tongue.Their lives serene upon Life’s farm,They sense no threat nor fear no harm.On verdant meadows, they forage freeWith naught to fear, with naught to flee.They pay their sheepdogs little heedFor there is no threat; there is no need. To the flock, sheepdog’s are mysteries,Roaming watchful round the peripheries.These fang-toothed creatures bark, they roarWith the fetid reek of the carnivore,Too like the wolf of legends told,To be amongst our docile fold.Who needs sheepdogs? What good are they?They have no use, not in this day.Lock them away, out of our sightWe have no need of their fierce might. But sudden in their midst a beastHas come to kill, has come to feastThe wolves attack; they give no warningUpon that calm September morningThey slash and kill with frenzied gleeTheir passive helpless enemyWho had no clue the w

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Murmuration!
Immersed deep in Ocean's Blue, Amongst the Turtle's & Algae, Refreshing my body & soul, Let the turbulence take control, Muscle's relaxed, tension gone, A moment of reflection,A period of calm Overhead an aerobatic display, The bird's emerge to play, Leaving behind the winter blue's, Unto land's anew, Where they can find sunshine, Rest there breast, Feed & nourish there offspring, Murmuration has begun!

Someday , An Angel!
I once held something precious, Full off colour , full off grace, Shone under every light , Even in the dark I'd smile, Just seeing the radiance of that soul , feeling that warmth, Cusped gentle upon his hand, Smooth & gentle, An angel sculptured in fine crystal & a golden Halo, Sitting upon his shoulder , rainbow aura surround, As precious to me as the green grass underfoot, The sun shining down gently upon his soul everyday, An object of such beauty , sapphire blue glass eye's shining, Resting gentle on a fine bed of white silk, Tied with a pink ribbon, Could have been real, Breathing so it seemed, A gentle lady by his side, hand in hand, day by day, Long flowing glowing hair & a perfect smile, Protected like the Angel she is, Day in, Day out , a gentle kiss on ruby red lip's,Enveloped tightly in the warmest of hugs,

What Im Here For
well i am here mainly to make friends i dont want to get on web cam show my ass tits or what not i want only friends who want to be friends nothing more i am married to a man i love with all my heart he is the only one i want like i said if you want to be friends thats fine bt if you want more delete me from list cause you aint geting it

My Hijab
What do you see when you look at meDo you see someone limited, or someone freeAll some people can do is just look and stareSimply because they can't see my hairOthers think I am controlled and uneducatedThey think that I am limited and un-liberatedThey are so thankful that they are not meBecause they would like to remain 'free'Well free isn't exactly the word I would've usedDescribing women who are cheated on and abusedThey think that I do not have opinions or voiceThey think that being hooded isn't my choiceThey think that the hood makes me look cagedThat my husband or dad are totally outragedAll they can do is look at me in fearAnd in my eye there is a tearNot because I have been stared at or made fun ofBut because people are ignoring the one up aboveOn the day of judgment they will be the fools

Updated Salute Guidelines
A note about salutes for NEW users: There has been a change regarding the criteria for people who are submitting their first salute. Here are the guidelines: The salute must be HANDWRITTEN in ONE color only The salute must contain the following information: Your Sreen name Your Member Number The Words “Fubar.Com No Hats or Sunglasses Face Must Be Clearly Visible Your Url -(Example www.fubar.com/Scrapper, ID #22) The Salute Should Be Clear Enough To Read NO PHOTOSHOPPING…..PERIOD Must Be Held By Two Hands Nudes or exposed photos are NOT acceptable If you already have an approved salute, the following will be allowed The following items WILL be allowed in the photo as part of the verification: Your Member Number The Words “Fubar.Com No Hats – Face Must Be Clearly Visible Your Url -(Example www.fubar.com/Scrapper, ID #22) The Salute Should Be Clear Enough To Read NO PHOTOSHOPPING…..PERIOD A fubar/LostCh

Dislexic
this is to funny not to blog... i was in my yim and the conversation went like this Friend : lol olo... for dislexics Me: lmao.. im dislexic but only in the morning Friend: i am during sex (litterally if i laughed any harder i would of pissed myself) Friend: always hittin the wrong holes

A Quick Word Throw Up From Me
What did I do wrong this time? You were here......... Now you're gone..... I did everything right I supported you Mentally Physically Emotionally Financially That's my down fall...... The love from my heart just wasn't enough for you You blaimed everyone else except for yourself I hate you......... Because my kids loved you.

10 Things You Can Do Tonight To Delay Your Ejaculation
10 Things You Can Do TonightTo Delay Your Ejaculation 1) Deep BreathingTake a deep breath just before you are about to climax. This will briefly shut down the ejaculatory reflex. Also, daily meditation and relaxation can help relax you and put you in a great frame of mind for sex. 2) Masturbation Before IntercourseMasturbating before sex may help some men with premature ejaculation problems because you will be less sensitive after ejaculation and you will have lesser arousal. The problem with this is that arousal is only part of the problem of premature ejaculation. Masturbation may allow you to delay ejaculating a little, but you arestill not obtaining control over your ejaculation. 3) AlcoholAlcohol should always be used with caution, but sometimes a drink or two before sexual intercourse may help delay ejaculation. It also relaxes you from tension that may be causing problems with premature ejaculation. Drinking too much can cause erectile problems so use caution. Also, this shou

Your Heart
Follow your dreams Follow your heart Wherever that may take you Whether it be near Whether it be far Wherever it may be Look deep inside yourself And see what you can see Whether its filling a VOID you have Or there’s a strong bond You may eventually see What’s right in front of you I WILL be there in the end Through it ALL With Care I’ll always be there In spirit and in your heart We will never be apart Love, Eme

So I Dont Have To Sound Like A Recording Device Read This If Your Ill Informed 99%
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