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Whats The Deal?
what is the deal with some of these people on here? all i see anymore are people wanting you to rate their pics and leave a comment for each one. i can admit i had done it but im not doing it anymore! some of these people are on my friends list and i go rate their stuff when they post something but i have yet to get any rates back. the ones the rate me are my fu family(whom i will do anything for!!) and some friends i have on my list. so i have decided that im going to start removing people from my list's so if you see it shrinking then you know why. just tired of people wanting something and not returning. oh and another thing, these people who want you to buy stuff for them well they should get off their asses and get a job and buy it themselves lol i have given away 2 tickers since ive been on here but i traded in fubucks for them. ok im done rambeling, you all have a nice day. FU BOMBERS RAWK!!!!

Blank
~ Blank ~ my eyes are open but i can not see seems as tho everyone is watching me i don't want to be that girl the one who gave up so easily i don't want to be the one who questions everything i don't want to grow up misunderstood i don't want to fear the world i don't want to never understand i don't want to die alone.. the eyes pierce through me i begin to bleed but no one cares no seems to see that deep down I'm blinded I'm lost within my own insecurities I'm a child in my own world my tears are dark i feel their eyes yet i see no face everything is blank an unpainted canvas , i try so hard i want to believe but deep within i just don't have it in me no matter how hard i try i stand alone, with no one at my side so now i sit here and close my eyes pretend that I'm just not alive. i begin to tune out the eyes i being to fade into the darkness i grow more torn before i become no more.. i was the girl n

Re: Wtc Worker Witnessed Lobby Explosions On 9/11
WTC Worker Witnessed Lobby Explosions On 9/11 A man who was working in the World Trade Center on 9/11 has told WeAreChange. org that he personally witnessed explosions in the lobby area after he left the building to buy hot dogs at the same time that the first plane hit the north tower RE: WTC Worker Witnessed Lobby Explosions On 9/11 ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Paul Joseph Watson Date: 03 Oct 2007, 22:24 WTC Worker Witnessed Lobby Explosions On 9/11 A man who was working in the World Trade Center on 9/11 has told WeAreChange.org that he personally witnessed explosions in the lobby area after he left the building to buy hot dogs at the same time that the first plane hit the north tower. http://www.prisonplanet.com/articles/october2007/031007_lobby_explosions.htmRE: WTC Worker Witnessed Lobby Explosions On 9/11 ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Alex Jones Date: 03 Oct 2007, 22:24 WTC

Another Survey...i Am Bored! :)
1. Did you cry today? no 2. What were you doing at 8:00 this morning? Trying to sleep... 3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? heating oven for my tv dinner 4. What was something that happened to you in 1992? Learned that most men can be jerks 5. What is your Mom's Moms name? Ina Mae 6. Three words to explain why you last threw up? deviled eggs, golden corral, food poisoned 7. What color is your hairbrush? silver & black 8. What was the last thing you bought? TV Dinner 11. Where do you keep your money? bank 12. What was the weather like today? nice 13. Where did your last hug take place? I dont recall 18. Are you very random? yeppers 19. Do you want to cut your hair? nope, gonna dye it back blonde and grow it back out...watch out...wonder how I would look? 20. Are you over the age of 25? yep, thanks for reminding me 21. Do you talk a lot? i dont think so 22. Do you watch WRESTLING? only when its turned there 23. Does your

All Alone..
New day, sunshine I wake and cry Dont know why I just feel it inside Surrounded by so many people Nevertheless I feel like I walk alone Down an empty road That doesnt seem to end Day by day I wait hoping for a change The seconds turns to hours And my life seems to scatter My life's a puzzle That's missing half the pieces Vacant inside Care-free on the outside I dont even know me New skin New body New mind But same scars That never fade away Always on the front page Dont know if tomorrow Will ever come My tears will keep falling Until I run out of tears to cry

Happy Birthday
Today is your birthday. I know it is a good one. All of your birthdays are better then the one before. You are growing up, quickly becoming the man I've always wanted you to become. I haven't seen you for a while and although this hurts alot I know it is for your better. I think of you often and although this is selfish of me to say, I hope you think of me too. I've always loved you and always will. I hope one day you will understand and forgive me for what I have done, and let me back into your life. Happy Birthday My Love I Love you

Anointing Vs. Talent
I've wondered about this difference between anointing and teaching myself. Because I grew up in a much more conservative church tradition (let's put it this way, you do not question too much in a Southern Baptist church until you're on the outside looking in) than I'm in now, I get to be really questioning certain ideas I've been raised to accept as just the way things are. We tend to confuse being gifted with being talented in our own society; the religious equivalent is given, along with a Biblically-supported explanation of the difference, below. I didn't write this, but I really like the author's style! And it's worth some time to read and reflect on. Have a great day, everybody! David The EX Daily Word for October 2, 2007 "Anointing Vs. Talent" 1 John 2:27 'But the anointing which ye have received of him abideth in you, and ye need not that any man teach you: but as the same anointing teacheth you of all things, and is truth, and is no lie, and even as it hath taugh

I Really Have To Much Time On My Hands. Is It True Or Not You Deside
Hello All Iam looking for a job and all but somehting came up today and while I was filling out apps and faxing resumes. Now i know i hate when I get on a Kick like this because it gets me off track but its one of my fav bands of all time and one of my fav songs. Its Stairway To Heaven by Led Zeppelin some people say that there is backward satanic messages In the song. There are two songs in my stash that if the song is played backwards it talks about Satan and all. Iam not sure if its just a way for the haters to bust up one of the most popular classic rock bands of all time or is there really something to it. Some signs lead to it being true. I think back in the late 70s ealry 80s Jimmy Page bought Aleister Crowley's house in Scottland which had become a well known Satanic church and was known as "The Toolhouse." In his books, Crowley advocated that his followers learn to read and speak backwards.Plant and Page wrote most of the song and their 4th album at an old mansion

Boycott Oakland California!
RETURNING TROOPS NOT ALLOWED INTO OAKLAND AIRPORT TERMINAL On September 27th 204 Marines and soldiers who were returning from Iraq were not allowed into the passenger terminal at Oakland International Airport. Instead they had to deplane about 400 yards away from the terminal where the extra baggage trailers were located. This was the last scheduled stop for fuel and food prior to flying to Hawaii where both were based. The trip started in Kuwait on September 26th with a rigorous search of checked and carry on baggage by US Customs. All baggage was x-rayed with a “backscatter”,machine AND each bag was completely emptied and hand searched. After being searched, checked bags were marked and immediately placed in a secure container. Carry on bags were then x rayed again to ensure no contraband items were taken on the plane. While waiting for the bus to the airport, all personnel were in quarantined in a fenced area and were not allowed to leave. The first stop for fue

That Taste
The taste of honey and saliva on my skin Is intoxicating. I can taste you through my pores. I can taste you like I would feel you, Stroking and teasing. I can feel every moment as a new wrench is thrown into the equation. As you add one more finger then another Change the direction of your tongue. I can taste the intoxicating rush of lust through my skin. Like a new sense My body can taste you, Even with the gag in my mouth. Like honey and saliva Your cum mixes with my sweat, Everything is so sweet. And even with the gag in my mouth and the cloth on my eyes, I can taste you through my skin.

Where The Hurt Starts
Ok all. Read what I wrote but listen to the words to the song . ONLINE has so many lies so many un real's. Just listen to these words…. Online relationships….. Its not a box you play with , a screen you type words on… Its someone's soul .Someone's heart. It's someone who BELIEVES. The hurt that people cause by their games, their lies most of the time is so devastating to the other party. Be careful when you give your heart in this ever growing cyber world. Yes the feelings are real just as if the person is right besides you. But in turn so can the pain be. The song says "She let her heart and soul right in your hands And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans" Read the words Online games HURT. Just be careful all It happens to all of us. . Music Videos - Stupid Boy

Confusion
Confusion covers my eyes and makes them dark Makes me afraid to completely give my heart I'm surrounded by those who love me yet I feel so alone Living in this self-made hell I call home Wishing for the day when I can be happy And longing for someone who loves me for me So many years spent alone with my thoughts No one to share them with afraid to get caught Letting someone in who might understand What this torment is going through my head Who will hold my hand all the way Fighting these demons day after day Never have I really lived just tried to get by Waiting for a reason or someone to show me why This life is worth living, worth giving my heart All fears set aside now a new start My eyes get a little brighter with each new day With someone who shows me love in sweet little ways But I still return to that self-made hell Trapped, afraid and drowning in a deep dark well Never truly breaking free No else's fault, no one to blame but me

What Are U Into
You scored as Bondage, Your turn on is bondage... all out. You don't have a specific part of kinky sex that turns you on more than any other... everything working together turns you on. And why shouldn't it? Sex isn't sex without all the trimmings.Bondage100% Blind Folds100% Blood83% Biting75% Whips67% Chains/Handcuffs33% What's Your Kinky Turn On?created with QuizFarm.com

Death Killed Me
Distraught, depressed, I'm hurt and angry, Torn apart with shattered dreams and a broken heart, As the days break and the mornings bloom, I see no light only darkness and gloom. This broken heart I can nurse no more For it is in pieces, shattered on the floor, Please god, hear my cry and heed my call, Show me the way or show me the door, Ive had enough, I cant take no more. So this is me, telling you, Telling you I want to die, knife to my wrist and gun to my head, Now you all know I wish I was dead. As the blade runs up I scream in pain, Oh my god, I sliced a vein, Now thats over there's blood on the floor, I couldn't stop cutting, So I cut more and more, I lay on my bed with a blood stained sheet, Now my death, I'm ready to meet, Wanting to die makes me glad Because its far much better than always being sad. Laying on my bed with an inch of being dead, I woke up from this dream and started to scream, I realize now That was a vision, Tha

23 Ways To Make A Woman Smile & Feel Special
1 . Tell her she is beautiful (not fine, or sexy) 2 . Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second. 3 . Kiss her on the forehead. 4 . Leave her voice messages to wake up to. 5 . When she is upset, hold her tight and tell her how much she means to you. 6 . Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most. 7 . Pick her over all the other girls you hang out with. 8 . Write her notes. (she loves them) 9 . Introduce her to family and friends . . . as your girlfriend. 10 . Play with her hair. 11 . Pick her up, tickle her, and play-wrestle with her. 12 . Sit in the park and just talk to her. 13 . Tell her funny jokes, tell her stupid jokes, or just tell her jokes. 14 . Let her fall asleep in your arms. 15 . If she's mad at you, kiss her. 16 . Give her piggyback rides. 17 . Bring her flowers 18 . Treat her the same around your friends as you do when your alone. 19 . Look her in the eyes and smile. 20 . Let h

I Hate You
I thought i could have trusted you, I have been deceived, I thought everything you said was true, Yet your lies have been seen. Like shattered glass upon the cold floor, Isolation surrounds the darkness, Revolving around a slamming door, Secrets are left untold to define the silence. With each word, My blood seems to curl, The vision through your eyes, Makes me want to hurl. I hate you for what you have become, I hate you for degrading me, I hate you for everything you've said, I hate you, why can't you just set me free?? I hate the fact that i cant trust you, I hate the fact that i actually cared, I hate the fact that you threaten, me, But most of all... I hate that your the one i fear

Here
just here i guess now like i aid berfore its sad when u cant count on ur friends to be there for u when u have always been there for them time and day of night but oh well, it would b good just to have someoen to talk to who actually listend but yu never know oh well if u kno wmy number call me i could use some advice on some things

Help Make Her A Godmother
THIS ISNT ABOUT POINTS.THIS IS ABOUT SHOWING SOMEONE THAT DESERVES TOO BE A GODMOTHER LOVE. THIS IS HER HAPPY HOUR AND IF EVERYONE HELPS SHE WILL GET THERE.. SPANK HER HARD..THATS HOW SHE LIKES IT!!!!! *~þöŁşķįĆħęŗŗŷ~*@ fubar

Just Another Day In The Neighborhood...
I dont know about the title just felt like being stupid or silly. I'm just questioning everything it seems today. I dont know maybe its my job. They are now telling us to be prepared for the day after thanksgiving since they will be open at 4am. We opened last year at 5 and did just fine. I really dont understand why they want to torture the associates even more by makeing them come in an hour earlier. Kinda sucks if you ask me and I was already told by my lovely boss that i would be one of those lucky basturds that get to come in that early. I was pissed already til the truck came in, then it went downhill fast. We only got 11 palets today, 6 were regualr merchandise while 2 were shoes, 1 was luggage and 3 were jewelry boxes. I started unpacking men's palets since Men's Asc. is my area. I get done with the 2 men's palets and 3 asc. carts are full of merchandise for me. I know it sounds like im bitching, and I am, hey at least I admit it. But damn I was thinking to myself th

Suicide Note
I don't think any of you have noticed Have seen the change in me the scream for help in my eyes maybe you have noticed just let it pass you by you may not have known how bad it was how deep the feelings of hate actually go I'm sorry i couldn't cope I'm sorry you didn't see I'm sorry it's too late I'm sorry you never knew I'm sorry i didn't talk to you I'm sorry I've hurt you I'm sorry i have to do this I'm sorry i need to be free I'm sorry for the pain i have caused There isn't another way i had to do this leave everyone i love It's too late nothing can be done now by the time you find this i will be free rid of everything I'm sorry

I'm A Rocker /goth
You scored as Rocker, Mosher, Your A Rocker!Rocker, Mosher80% Goth80% Prepy70% Skater70% Emo45% Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev40% Trendy40% What Group Are You? What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy Ectcreated with QuizFarm.com

Walking Baby
My 10 month old daughter started walking a few days ago and I cant believe how fast shes learning. Its shocking to remember just how tiny she was when she was born. One part of me wants her to stay that small forever, the other part cant wait until she can tie her shoes and make pretty pictures and read and all that big girl stuff... She is such hard work, but I know in the end its all worth it.

Chips Dip Chains And Handcuffs
You scored as Chains/Handcuffs, Your turn on is handcuffs and chains. You like being cuffed/chained to the bed, or cuffing/chaining your partner down. You love the pure ectasy of being in complete control... or letting someone else have complete control over you. Sex isn't sex without control.Chains/Handcuffs100% Biting92% Bondage83% Blind Folds83% Blood42% Whips42% What's Your Kinky Turn On?created with QuizFarm.com

My Son's "nuts" :(
Wow, I am so not happy with my son's school. I have had issues with his principal in the past. She tends to be a hypocrite! I have had issues with teacher's in the past. But I have had it now! This is the last year at this school and I am so happy about that. My daughter started kindergarten there. It was a great school back then. All 3 of my kids have gone there. Over the years though, the school has gone down hill. A lot of the good teacher's left and the wonderful principal we had left a few years back. I was tempted to move him to a different school but it isn't so easy and there has to be an opening and it has to be during open enrollment time! I decided to keep him there for the remaining years so he could stay with his friends. I had gone to so many different schools when I was young. I went to 7 different schools from K-6th! So making friends and keeping them was quite difficult and believe it or not, I used to be very shy. No, we were not military either.

Lol Boyfriends...funny!!!!
FOUR FRIENDS, WHO HADN'T SEEN EACH OTHER IN 30 YEARS, REUNITED AT A PARTY. AFTER SEVERAL DRINKS, ONE OF THE MEN HAD TO USE THE REST ROOM. THOSE WHO REMAINED TALKED ABOUT THEIR KIDS. THE FIRST GUY SAID, "MY SON IS MY PRIDE AND JOY. HE STARTED WORKING AT A SUCCESSFUL COMPANY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL. HE STUDIED ECONOMICS AND BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION, AND SOON BEGAN TO CLIMB THE CORPORATE LADDER. HE'S THE PRESIDENT OF THE COMPANY. HE BECAME SO RICH THAT HE GAVE HIS BEST FRIEND A TOP OF THE LINE MERCEDES FOR HIS BIRTHDAY." THE SECOND GUY SAID, "DARN, THAT'S TERRIFIC! MY SON IS ALSO MY PRIDE AND JOY. HE STARTED WORKING FOR A BIG AIRLINE, THEN WENT TO FLIGHT SCHOOL TO BECOME A PILOT. EVENTUALLY HE BECAME A PARTNER IN THE COMPANY, WHERE HE OWNS THE MAJORITY OF ITS ASSETS. HE'S SO RICH THAT HE GAVE HIS BEST FRIEND A BRAND NEW JET FOR HIS BIRTHDAY." THE THIRD MAN SAID:"WELL, THAT'S TERRIFIC! MY SON STUDIED IN THE BEST UNIVERSITIES AND BECAME AN ENGINEE

Goth
You scored as Goth, Your A Goth!Goth80% Rocker, Mosher60% Skater30% Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev25% Prepy25% Emo15% Trendy5% What Group Are You? What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy Ectcreated with QuizFarm.com

My Godson
I JUST RECENTLY FOUND OUT THAT MY GOD SON HAS A MARK ON HIS BACK THAT THE DOC DIDNT THINK WAS NOTHIN...ONLY AFTER HAVIN A ANOTHER CHILD BIT MY GODSONS FACE AND HAVE TO TAKE HIM TO THE DOCS..THEN DO THEY TELL THEM THAT JACOB(MY GODSON) HAS A CYST THAT LYES ON HIS SPINE (ATTN SOMEHOW)JACOB IS ONLY 3YRS OLD..PLZ DO ME AND MY BEST FRIEND AND HER HUSBAND A FAVOR AND PRAY...THIS CHILD DOESNT NEED THIS HES ONLY 3 SO PLZ PLZ PLZ PRAY 4 MY GOD SON THAT EVERYTHANG IS OK... THANK U SOOO MUCH ASHLEY

Being Blazed And Thinking
I guess today has been a bit long. But it has also made me think about so much at the same time... I have my ex gf stuck on my mind at this time, and well Last night a friend that knows her as well came to me last night due to some boys in the hood trying to jump him alright. Well he said he ran into her a few days ago and was talking about me and she said she didn't want me back that all she wants to do is be with guys in there 50's and 60's and older just to make me jealous and I am like what the hell man. I do miss her alot,but at the same time I don't see her and I never getting back together. Its just after everything I do for that gurl, it proved me that no matter what you do for the one person you love...Cuz they always find a way to break you down to pieces. I am stuck with her running my mind everyday as well as all the questions that come with it. Well I am sitting here thinking what sounds nice right about now???

Goodbye(suicide Note)
I'm sorry if I caused you pain. The pain I had was much worse. I'm sorry if I made you cry. I've cried rivers too. I'm sorry I wasn't a good friend. I had alot of things on my mind. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me. I just wanted to be alone for a while. I'm sorry i cut and talked about death. I was going through something that's to hard to explain. I'm sorry I let you down. I've been let down too. I'm sorry I couldn't be the daughter you wanted. I couldn't be someone I'm not. I'm sorry if I disappointed you. But that's what people do. I'm sorry for hurting you. But things just had to end. I'm sorry for not saying I love you. But I hope you know I do. I'm sorry i couldn't be the person everyone wanted me to be. It finally became to much. I'm sorry I'm leaving this world. Things just got to be to much for me to handle. I'm sorry you have to read this and know I'm gone. It was probably self-fish of me. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you I love you to your

Pass Time
With this pass time of hatred I will paint my once white life with red lines of dread and black streaks that flow like rivers, every line that rains for pain will stain the verry fabric of this Fucked up life while every streak plays to the misery of damnation and shards of life flicker from gapping slashes of destruction, noone will know of the suffering in dark and twisted dreams from a heart as dark as the blackest cole layed to burn but never quite getting the satisfaction. My pass time of hatred bleeds through the gashes of hope that I do not intend to disinfectant but do fully plan to itch with split fingernails that ooze gross Puss of failure as they tare apart the stitches of love to play in the rotten decay of its lie, Now ready to paint with its awaited pain.My angered hatred bares the burden of once loved pieces of life that just will not stop bleeding. but for what ever reason still keep living, Hatred finds joy in knowing that if thrown hard enough every piece c

Soul Searching
I am at a loss. I don't know peace. I hear noise all the time, I see things that are not real. I smell things from my past. Things long gone. Things I never want to smell again. I suffer silently in fear and paranoia. Now pain. My soul is exhausted. My body is decaying. My mind is twisting, like a spider on a thread. Nothing stops. When I try to shut it out it screams. It yells for me to pay attention. I don't even remember what "it" is anymore. Yet it torments me unmercilessly. Is it my conscience? My instincts? My soul, crying out for mercy? Someday, it WILL stop, and that will scare me even more. Why?

Looking For Female House Pet
Ok ladies im looking for a new female house pet must be a submissive if you are interested send me yr pic and tell me why you want to be my pet just keep in mind it will be my first time with a female a sexy pic with face shot must be included to be considred

I May Be Leaving
I may be leaving fubar for a bit. Not that I have anything against anybody on here. I just feel like maybe I've invested enough time on here to no avail and its time to try to get back in touch with reality. What got me hooked on fubar was the lounges, and the amazing friends I have made. My freak show family and my dark phoenix family..you guys are the best and i love you all! Most of you have my yahoo or even my phone number. I would love to hear from you guys occasionally. If not, thats ok too. Its just that it all seems to falling apart..FSFM founder is leaving the fsf...theres no stability with the lounges. ( not that i post blame on anyone) As most of you know, I have enough serious problems in my own life to deal with. I can't deal with anymore heartbreak or disappointment at this time of my life. I'm just to fragile for that and I don't want to risk my depression getting any worse. I love you all! And I will pop on to check messages and comments once in a while.

Myself
Beyond myself, some ware, I still wait for my return, And while I wait I see, in the far, far away something of a wonder, it lies just above the quick of my life's darkened heart, so close that in fact, it risks being devoured by what can only be explained as everything I have ever,EVER, refused to feel. I am terror stricken, so many good things have met such horrid and bleak fate to that heart. I can not risk being taken in aswell, and made to feel, not now, not while this new wonder has set its-self so near doom. .Now I can no longer wait for myself here, near this place, so dark and hungry. I must discover what or who that wonder Is, and what it means. How? how dose one pass there own darkened heart to the wonder that awates without being consumed? I so desperately want to know that wonder but I am in fear of my own darkened heart. ....................I wonder, is that wonder waiting for myself as well?

As I Leave This World
Voices are in my head. Your voice telling me I should be dead. As I leave this world. I think about how you hurt me. It was never meant to be. I hope one day you get what's coming. What goes around comes around. I shouldn't have to tell you... Now I have made a decision... I want to kill. I want to die. I have tried so hard. You left me all alone. I feel stuck up in this world all alone. Forced to think that hell is a place called earth. You murdered me inside. I wrote the play... I'll write the pieces... Play them out as my life ceases. A stab to the wrist... One will end it all... My silent cry... My plea to die. Pounding in my ears. My eyes see visions of life to come. As I realize I have hope...

Who Are You
1. The word you hear will determine your thinking, 2. Your thinking will determine your emotions, 3. Your emotions, will determine your actions, 4. Your actions will determine your habits, 5. Your habits will determine your character, Character ultimately will lead you to your destiny of overflow NOTHING JUST HAPPENS!! One decision changes the course of your life.

Getting Married
Ow, ow! Whose getting married. ME!! I'm so excited. This is very good news. I have so much planning to do and thanks to my sister and Marie and the rest of the gals, I'll be having some great parties lined up. I've found a wonderful wedding dress as well. It is perfect for a ceremony in a theatre as well since I'm a theatre major. Oh boy, oh boy!

Today's Horoscope
You may be the only one who can keep their cool around the house today, thanks to a weird energy that seems to rile up people who love each other. Lead by your calm example and others should follow. Note: I live here with my cat. My cat is the most laid back cat I ever knew. I am thinking this is a horoscope for someone else today.lol

Love To My Homies!
THIS IS A BLOG ESPECIALLY FOR THOSE CLOSEST TO MY HEART, MY CLOSEST FRIENDS. SENDING LOVE TO HUGH LARSON CHRISTOPHER S AARON MICHAEL M ELVIS J JESSICA K KENNY ON FUBAR SATAN IS BACK ON FUBAR. LOVE YOU ALL! LUISA Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m

As Some Of You Know I Have Been Messing With My Fan List
I unfanned every one, and went back and refanned the people who shared the love by fanning me in the first place.If I missed you , make sure you really did fan me, fan me if you missed me,and holler at me so I know and I WILL DEFINATELY return the love. :)my next step is to work on rating stash, then pic, blogs etc of every one :) I'm starting with my family, moving on to fans, then friends :)(yup moving from the smallest to the largest group. it's gonna take me some time to do obviously (and i won't be rating your NSFW since there is no point(or points, why waste a rate on something that will be no gain to anyone except for to their ego) to it(might look though depending on what it actually is LOL) That being said though, if you are REALLY close to leveling, (like under 5000) let me know and I'll bump you up on my rating list and help you out sooner. MUWAH!!!!!

Back From Urgent Care
Hey Everyone, I just wanted to let you all know what I found out at Urgent Care today. Before I went to Urgent Care, I had a temperature of 101. When I got there, I did not have a fever. The doctor I saw was really nice and asked me a lot of questions. He told me that I have bronchitis, a viral infection in my stomach and some other kind of infection. The doctor gave me a prescription for a Z-Pak to fight the bronchitis. He told me to drink plenty of fluids and rest. He even gave me the bus money to get home. So if you do not see me on here that much bombing or rating, I am in bed resting and trying to get better. Love you all, Tiggerbear2007

To Fathom, No Christian At All
TO FATHOM BJERGUM, IF YOU ARE READING THIS, READ IT WELL (FATHOM AINT A FUCKING CHRISTIAN, MORE LIKE AN INSULT TO CHRISTIANITY LOL) FOR ONE, YOU ARE SO DAMN SHALLOW, YOU BASE FEELINGS ON LOOKS AND OUTYSIDE PHYSICAL QUALITIES, LIKE A CUTE FACE, A LARGE PENIS, ETC ETC, AND DONT LOOK AT THE PERSONALITY. (OF COURSE SOME OF THE GUSY YOU HAVE DATED I WOULDNT TOUCH WITH A 10 FOOT POLE, SO I GUESS THOSE GUYS WERE AND ARE PRETTY UNATTRACTIVE, LOL!) FOR TWO, YOU ARE HEAVY SET AND OVERWEIGHT JUST LIKE ALL THE OTHER OVERWEIGHT PEOPLE. YOU DEFINATELY AINT ANYWHERE CLOSE TO A SKINNY MODEL LIKE YOU LIKE TO THINK YOU ARE, SO YOU NEED TO GET YOUR FUCKING HEAD OUT OF THE CLOUDS AND INTO REALITY. FOR THREE, CHRISTIAN CHICKS DONT SLEEP AROUND AS MUCH AS YOU DO. AND CHRISTIAN CHICKS DONT FLIRT WITH OTHER PEOPLES BOYFRIENDS, LIKE YOU DID WITH JEFF PETERS ABOUT 6 MONTHS TO A YEAR AGO. (YEAH i SAW THE WHOLE THING, YOU AND JEFF WERE GROPING EACHOTHER UNDER THE TABLE AT LUNCH WHEN DEBBIE WASNT

9 Things
9 Things I Hate About Everyone 1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is? 2 People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the T.V.. remote because they refuse to walk to the T.V. and change the channel manually. 3 When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it? 4 When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? Gonna Kick their asses! 5 When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor. 6 People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine? 7. When something is '

Hot Boy Playing With Himself ... For Hot Ladies Only!
I will tribute another cutie soon, I will do it live on my webcam. Let me know if you want to watch, just send me a message with your Yahoo Messenger ID. Otherwise, check my galleries! :) - Some skin for friends album (must be FRIEND over 18) - Shots Gallery album (must be FRIEND over 18) - Made for Me album (must be FRIEND over 18) - Tribute album (must be FRIEND over 18) Kisses Nice Boy PS: Comments on my pictures and videos are also welcome :) Below, you can see what to expect:

Boyfriend Application
1. Your Name: 2. Age: 3. Fave Color: 4. Whats your sign? 5.Phone Number: 6. Location: 7. Height: 8.Hair (color and style): 9.Piercings/tattoos: HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ... 1. Are we friends? 2. Do you have a crush on me? 3. Would you kiss me? 4. ...with tongue? 5. Would you enjoy it? 6. Would you ever ask me out? 7. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater? 9. Would you take care of me when I'm sick? 10. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before? 11.Would you walk on the beach with me? 12. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me? 13. Do you/have you talked about me? 14. Do you think I'm a good person? 15. Would u take a nap with me? 16.Do you think I'm cute? 17. If you could change anything about me -would you? 18.Would you dance with me? 19.Would you come over for no reason just to hang out? What Do You Think Of My? 1.Personality: 2.Eyes: 3.Face:

Enrique Iglesias-somebody's Me
You, do you remember me?, Like, I remember you? Do you spend your life, going back in your mind to that time?, Cause I, I walk the streets alone, I hate being on my own, and everyone can see that, I really fell, and I'm going through hell. Thinking about you with somebody else. Somebody wants you, Somebody needs you. Somebody dreams about you every single night. Somebody cant breathe, without you it's lonely. Somebody hopes that one day you will see, that somebody's me. That somebody's me. yeaa... How, how did we go wrong? It was so good, and now it's gone, And I pray at night, that our path's soon will cross. What we had, isn't lost. Cause you are always right here in my thoughts.. Somebody wants you, Somebody needs you. [Somebody's Me lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] Somebody dreams about you every single night. Somebody can't breathe, without you it's lonely. Somebody hopes that someday you will see, That somebody's me. Oh yeah... You w

School 1967 Vs 2007
SCHOOL 1967 vs. 2007 Scenario: Jack goes quail hunting before school, pulls into school parking lot with shotgun in gun rack. 1967 - Vice Principal comes over, looks at Jack's shotgun, goes to his car and gets his shotgun to show Jack. 2007 - School goes into lock down, FBI called, Jack hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors called in for traumatized students and teachers. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Scenario: Johnny and Mark get into a fistfight after school. 1967 - Crowd gathers. Mark wins. Johnny and Mark shake hands and end up best friends. Nobody goes to jail, nobody arrested, nobody expelled. 2007 - Police called, SWAT team arrives, arrests Johnny and Mark. Charge them with assault, both expelled even though Johnny started it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Scenario: Jeffrey won't be still in class, disrupts other st

Making Up
"I'm tired of fighting with you! All you do is hear what you want and twist the rest!" "I learned from the best!" You stomp out of the room, towards the bedroom, leaving me on the couch in tears. Too many times lately have our evenings resorted to this. I sit and reflect on happier times. Times when we could laugh, and play; times when our battles were against the world, and not eachother; times when there were more smiles, and the tears were of joy. I hear you turn on the shower, and I sigh. How is it so easy for you to walk away? Do you not see the hurt in my eyes? The longing on my face for us to get things back to the way they used to be? I miss us. I know that I would rather fight with you everyday than be without you, but I'm so tired of the argueing, so tired of not knowing how you would react at my touch. I raise my tired, lonely body from the couch, and pad down the hall to the bedroom. Someone has to do something, and I'm not willing to give up without one more fight. I

My Illness
My friends, I have not been on much due to my illness and having to stay off my leg and in bed. I banged my shin against the edge of a black metal flatbed and it broke the skin and bruised the leg. I shook it off ....waited till the initial pain went away... then went back to work. I worked the rest of Friday with just the usual discomfort from smacking your shin on something sharp. Went home that night feeling ok. I woke up at 2 am Saturday with a great deal of pain in my right shin. I took a look at it and it was swollen to the size of my lower thigh...about 2x's more it's normal size. Went to emergency room and found out that the germs and filth on the flatbed got under my skin and created Cellulosis in my lower leg.It is avery painful cell infestion under your skin..Am taking very high doses of antibiotics and anti-Inflamatories to help the infection and the swelling. But..was told also that once you gfet this..it will nebver go completely away...Will flair up

Cindy Williams Bumped Her Happy Ass Head!
Military being paid too much? You be the judge! This is an Airman's response to Cindy Williams' editorial piece in the Washington Times about MILITARY PAY, it should be printed in all newspapers across America . On Nov. 12, Ms Cindy Williams (from Laverne and Shirley TV show) wrote a piece for the Washington Times, denouncing the pay raise coming service members' way this year -- citing that the stated 13% wage was more than they deserve. A young airman from Hill AFB responds to her article below. He ought to get a bonus for this. "Ms Williams: I just had the pleasure of reading your column, "Our GIs earn enough" and I am a bit confused. Frankly, I'm wondering where this vaunted overpayment is going, because as far as I can tell, it disappears every month between DFAS (The Defense Finance and Accounting Service) and my bank account. Checking my latest earnings statement I see that I make $1,117.80 before taxes. After taxes, I take home $874.20. When I run that thr

Yippppppppppeeeeeeeee...hump Day!
I am SOOOOO glad that this is hump day, and that my work day's over. It's sure good to be back home. I love when Wed. afternoons get here, I know the rest of the week will move along quicker, and my weekend will be here soon...and ya'll know how much I LOVE my weekends! Not much else goin' on here...same poo poo, different day...lol...I think we all know that's how it pretty much goes most of the time. I think we're takin' off Sat. night, to go visit our friends in El Dorado Springs, MO...it's about a 3 hr. drive, so by the time Lee's off, and gets home, and we take off, it will be close to 11 before we get there...and then at some point on Sunday, will have to turn around and head back. As usual, Lee has Monday off, but me....I gotta work, so we'll have to come back on Sunday...although it would be nice to be able to spend an extra day...but don't see that happenin'. Well, just wanted to drop in and tell ya'll HI...and hope you're hump day's going by quickly too. Have a g

Poem
Blue eyes, brown hair Smile so sweet, it isn't fair. Broad shoulders, slim hips How I wish, I could kiss those lips. Being with you feels so right Especially when you hold me tight Love for us is impossible it seems, Because I can have you only in my dreams.

Its Time For Retta Guys You Know What To Do
OKAY YOU GUYS.. POSSE IS ON BREAK.. AN I MEAN THAT.. WE ARE ON BREAK. I WONT HELP OR PIMP OUT NO MORE CONTEST AFTER THIS ONE GUYS AND I SO MEAN IT.. STOP MAKING ME GET OFF BREAK.. I SWEAR NEXT PERSON IM SO GOING TO SAY NO TO.. IM TAKING A MONTH VACTION FROM CONTESTS AND FUBAR ONCE I BREAK THE FUBAR RECORD.. I NEED TO. I NEED SOME TIME AWAY FROM ALL THIS MADDNESS HA HA HA HA SEE YOU HEAR THAT IM LOSING IT.. GOING NUTS, WACKO, LOONEY, ALL OUT JUST CRAZY!!!!! NO MORE NO MORE... BUT THIS ONE REALLY FAST YOU GUYS.. ITS IN THE BLOOD AND IM AN ADDICT. SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM FUBAR.. THIS IS A TWO HOUR CONTEST STARTS AT 7PM MY TIME WHICH IS FUBAR TIME WHICH IS PST TIME GUYS.. OKAY. THAT WOULD BE 10PM NEW YORK TIME. GOT IT? GOT IT!!!! GOOD. THIS IS RETTA. OUR LOVELY RETTA. SHE WILL WIN THIS. I HAVE SEVERAL PEOPLE LINED UP TO WATCH THIS CONTEST TO MAKE SURE THERE IS NO FUNNY BUSINESS GOING DOWN ON IT OR DURING IT.. EVERYONE WILL BE WATCHING THIS ONE.. ALSO I AM GATHERING UP SHIT LOADS

I Love You Hugh!
I love you alot.And I will ALWAYS be there for you. Thats what a best friend is for. And if you ever tell me a secret, I wont ever tell anyone. I cherish the closeness we have, the private and personal "click" you and I created that no one can ever really be a part of, just you and me. its cool. Love You always...........Luisa a.k.a Dark_lilith_666. Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m

Losing It.
Okay, i've just about had it with this life, you know. I'm too old to be Emo about it, and to young to throw away the rest of my years. I've made a lot of mistakes. Most of them due to me formally having a trusting nature. But that's all been shot to hell in a short few years. Just this year i've started to pull myself together and began to concentrate on what I need to do in order to make it in this world on my own. Not that I could not have done it before, but because I was so concerned with taking care if those around me. Ensuring their happiness, hoping that they would keep good thoughts of me. (yeah right). As of this moment in time, I am at the crossroads once again. The path leading to the left will take me to a city of selfishness and greed. Where the only pleasures that I will experience will be carnal. The other path is one that will eventually lead me to a wife and family and comfort. I find fault in both of these choices. Maybe that's my problem, right? Am I being to pic

By The Year 2050
It's now official. By 2050 whites will be the minority race in the United States. When the Census of 2050 is completed the Census Bureau estimates that the white race will become a minority in the United States. Hispanics will be the dominant race. African Americans will remain the third prevalent ethnic group in America. The question is, will the middle class white male (who already is an unrecognized minority in America) qualify for set asides, a preferential quota system and, on Capitol Hill, a "Congressional White Caucus?" The census prediction estimates that the white population will grow about 7% while the Hispanic population will increase by 194%. The dramatic increase in Hispanics is not due to procreation. Hispanics have a higher birth rate than any other ethnic segment of the population (an average of 3 live births per family compared to two for Whites and African Americans). But it will be the influx of both legal and illegal Hispanics of childbearing years that will tilt

Thoughts
Life can be much more than this When angels waken with a kiss Sacred hearts can take the pain but mine will never be the same Breath in and breath out When your heart is full of doubt Take a breath and let it out If you have to, scream and shout

Love U Hal, No Matter What Happens
Hugh and I have been through alot. And yes hal I will always love you as well. As for the future, I cannot garauntee what will happen. However, I CAN grauntee you this. Even if I do date someone else, I will ALWAYS be by your side when you need me, and I will hang out with you and spend you and me time. We have ben through alot of shit together, and it has made our bond ALOT stronger and closer. I cherish my friendship with you more than you will ever know. Love Luisa Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m

My Nephew Entered The World
XANDER LEE Born at 7:44am wieght 7 lbs 8 oz hieght 19 1/2 in Thats right my nephew was born this morning by C-sect because everytime Ally moved Xander heartrate dropped. But he is one of the the cutest babies Ive ever seen. Im going back over after school tomorrow to see them. All three are so tired and need rest so bad. Robert passed out on the couch about 11 which he needed and Ally and I played with the baby. hehe go figure huh?

Time To Give Up?
i wake up this morning to my sister bitching...not surprising...she's got a stick up her ass as always...go and grab a bite to eat and think about what all needs to be done b4 i leave for work...figure i got a few minutes, i'll pop on the fu while i'm munching my pizza rolls...yeah, not a good idea...just reminds me how pissed i am that people never try anymore...the lounges and the radio are one thing that i look forward to during the day...talking to people, busting out the tunes, goofing off...but after a whole line of shit i'm 1/2 tempted to throw in the towel...one lounge after another closing or w/e...friend's dispersing to other lounges and losing track of them...trying my fucking hardest to get new lounges going just for some1 else to turn around and dick us over...people running at the 1st site of instability...its really fucking depressing when the only thing that keeps me happy makes me aggravated more and more...the only person who wants to help me 100% can't b/c she's got

Bored Out Of My Mind/new Pics
So... I'm sittin' here at work, bored, and no one's talking, being active, or anything... So... I've got some new pics up to rate, from the photoshoot my band did a month or so ago, so go check those out. also have some older photography work I've done... so... Go rate 'em and tell me what you think and stuff. If you guys are bored, msg me here or on yahoo messenger, and we'll talk. :D

Candle Of Light
Be a candle of light; To someone today. Bring hope and care; A long their way. Reach out your hand; To a survivor’s path, Help them now; To smile and laugh. For love is healing, No greater gift. Found in a heart; Who gave a lift.

In Support
In support. I shaved my head and changed my look. just one small comment in life's great book. I'm here for you, is all I mean. To add strength, and hope to all you dream. Side by side, we will win this fight day by day and night by night. no more dodging that double edge knife. We will be champions of this game called life.

When He's Gone
When he's gone, all you can do, is think of the times, he spent with you, When he's gone, all you can tell, is stories about him, how he was always on top, and he never fell, even when he was sick, he always wore a smile, and you'd always go to the hospital, and stay for while, When he's gone, you can never think, all you is stare into the sky, without a single blink, And when he's gone, all you can see, is him up in heaven, We'll never forget that he's our Dad

Something Wrong?
I dunno what the hell is going on however it all started with the photos I uploaded an now, I see the SPOTLIGHT is gone.. Not really sure if the damn shout box is working either. Anyways hopefully everything gets back to the way it was soon cause it's pissin me off!

Cancer
It's a terrible disease; That affects millions of lives. It affects sons and daughters; And husbands and wives. People take the news; Different kinds of ways. It makes some people cry; And puts some in a daze. Some people pray; And fall down to their knees. But you've got to be strong; To beat this disease. This fight can be won; Believe it or not. You just have to put your faith in God; And pray a whole lot. So keep your head high; You'll soon know the answer. And you too; Will be a survivor of cancer.

God's Promise
God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow or sun without rain. But god did promise strength for the day comfort for the tears and light for the way. and all who believe in his kingdom above. He answers their faith with everlasting live God Bless

A Mother Is...
A Mother Is... A voiceof Confidence When I'm insecure A voice of Conviction When I'm in the wrong A voice of Vision When I'm afriad to dream big A voice of wisdom When I've lost my way A voice of Motivation When I'm at a standstill A voiceof Comfort Whenthe world is cold A Mother is... Love...

Cancer Is Evil
Cancer is evil we all know this is true But there isn't much you can do People die and people cry Family will always be there by your side Look for the future and wish for the best Never give up and fight with the rest

Ozark Trail
Trails have laced the earth’s surface for countless centuries. Early human beings followed game trails, and eventually wore trails of their own as they migrated and searched for food and water. Later, trails were developed between villages to allow for increased trade and cultural interchange. Trails also, of course, led to areas of special beauty and areas having spiritual significance. Trails such as the Independence, the Oregon, and the Santa Fe, on which settlers moved westward across America, are legendary. Most of these trails, however, fell into disuse as roads and then paved highways lured people to speedier forms of locomotion. For many people, speed has lost at least some of its appeal and non-motorized travel again has gained importance. Modern-day travelers are not settling new frontiers; instead, they usually seek quiet contrast to their often-hectic lives. They explore autumn-colored hills, rushing spring-fed rivers and quiet hollows. They find revitalization, inspi

I Wonder Why
Every night I wonder why he has to go he has to die. every night I lay thinking why I am sitting here having a cry every night I think the worse who fault was it was it a curse every night I lay to sleep cuddle my pillow and begin to weep I no that one day I will wake he will be gone for gods sake he will be dead and never come back I feel empty and so slack if this can be stopped help me please put my family back at ease. let him die, let us cry this is what I wonder why?

Talk...........
IF WE CAN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER AND MAKE SOMETHING POSITIVE HAPPEN OUT OF OUR CONVERSATION THEN WE DON'T NEED TO TALK.....IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE TO TALK IN CIRCLES ONLY TO GET NOWHERE. I HAVE TOO MUCH ON MY PLATE TO HAVE NEGATIVITY WEIGH ME DOWN.....LOVE IS LOVE BUT I CAN'T EMBRACE THE POWER OF A NEGATIVE VIBE.

My Fist Time (not Me)..just The Title
Introduction Don't jump to conclusions now... My First Time The sky was dark the moon was high all alone just her and I Her hair so soft her eyes so blue I knew just what she wanted to do Her skin so soft her legs so fine I ran my fingers down her spine I didn't know how but I tried my best to place my hand on her breast I remember my fear my fast beating heart but slowly she spread her legs apart And when she did I felt no shame as all at once the white stuff came At last it was finished it's all over now, my first time...milking a cow

Marriage
Marriage (Part I ) Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady, and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules: I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want -- and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on the table unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing, and card-playing when I want with my old buddies, and don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?" His new bride said: No, that's fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night...whether you're here or not." (DARN SHE'S GOOD!) ************************************************ Marriage (Part II) Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary! The husband yells, "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads, 'Here Lies My Wife -- Cold As Ever'!" "Yeah?" s

Buddies Forever
A ring is round it never ends, and that's how long we'll both be friends. I know our friendship will always last, we've put our fights back in the past. When you need me I'll be there, 'cos to live without you I just have to bear.

They Had The Balls To Do This To Our Troops?
RETURNING TROOPS NOT ALLOWED INTO OAKLAND AIRPORT TERMINAL On September 27th 204 Marines and soldiers who were returning from Iraq were not allowed into the passenger terminal at Oakland International Airport. Instead they had to deplane about 400 yards away from the terminal where the extra baggage trailers were located. This was the last scheduled stop for fuel and food prior to flying to Hawaii where both were based. The trip started in Kuwait on September 26th with a rigorous search of checked and carry on baggage by US Customs. All baggage was x-rayed with a “backscatter”,machine AND each bag was completely emptied and hand searched. After being searched, checked bags were marked and immediately placed in a secure container. Carry on bags were then x rayed again to ensure no contraband items were taken on the plane. While waiting for the bus to the airport, all personnel were in quarantined in a fenced area and were not allowed to leave. The firs

"life"
Life is hard, Life is tough, You need to be strong, And never give up There may be days, That never seem to end, And you feel like you, Don't have a friend, But keep on walking Down that road, Your friends will follow And bear your load, But face each day, And what it brings, And you'll be ready, To face any thing.

Pagan
I am The Pagan Man I speak for all my kind When i criticize your point of view; Your hollow state of mind. You say that i'm an animal, Well this, at least, is true: I'm a thinking, breathing, human being. SO WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?

People
u know whats fuckin bad is when u know that the peopel u know ur whole life u cant cout on anymor eto be there for u anymore so it suxs bot oh well i guess that whenu know ur real friends then who u can trust and who u can t butim gone later peace

Almost Played
Well almost got played a few months ago needed a place to stay some let me move in with them an was thinking we were a thing. Finds out when I went to work some other dude is in the house with her an havin some fun. So I left an now she is all about that guy now. Lucky I knew somthing was up in a few days of her saying her guy bestfriend was coming over,an I left fast. But its all good the last day I was there I did a lil playing myself...lol

"hope"
Its Magic & Its Free Its not in a prescription Its not in a IV It punctuates out laughter It Sparkles in our tears It simmers under sorrows and Dissipates our fears Do you know hope is? Its reaching past today Its dreaming of tomorrow Its trying a new way Its Questioning All the Answers And always seeking more"

Contest Opens Tomorrow 9-04 At 5 Pst
CONTEST OPENS TOMORROW 9-04 AT 5 PST If you want to enter this contest your pic MUST not show any nsfw in it that could get it marked. This contest will run for 7 full days and there are some rules that MUST be followed before you decide to enter. I will be taking entries starting now and will take them through the first day of the contest. The contest will begin as soon as I have at least 20 entries. I will send out 24 hours advance notice to the time and date the contest will begin.. You must rate me, fan me and be on my friends list to enter or comment in this contest.. Please make sure to let all your friends know ahead of time so you can all be ready before the contest starts. NO DRAMA!!!!! if you start a problem, or anyone that is voting for you starts a problem I have the right to delete your entry from the contest. This means no bad mouthing, no going and down rating, and no accusations. You must have people to back you in this contest, don't ju

No One Really Knows
"No one really knows What kind of bond we share And even if I told them They probably wouldn't care You are very dear to me I hope you know it's true And now that you are sick Tell me what that I should do? While you've been gone A part of me has been lost It's like I've taken our friendship for granted And now I'm paying the cost I never knew how much you meant to me until you went away The thought of you being really sick Haunted me every day I spent a few days at alone and my weekend was such a bore A lot of my time was spent in my room I think my mum's ready to break down the door And now I make this vow to you to keep until the end I'll help you through the pain and tears Until our rivers bend So if you ever need someone You know just who to call I'll be here by the phone To catch you if you fall "

Congratulations Your Not A Slut
/www.slutquiz.com/images/01.gif" border="0" alt=""> Congratulations your NOT a Slut! But you can be if your try harder! Go out and do someone right now! Your Motto: "NO." Your Sign: "STOP" * Don't forget to pratice SAFE SEX! Take The Slut Quiz Now!"Slut Quiz - Female" is available here***starXtest v2.0***

Ok So Here Is The Latest
the bills have finally setled so we know what we have to pay to catch up...but its alot...so its ganna be a bit till i can get access at home...thanks to all of you who have been so patient and stuck around....miss you all lots and hope to be back asap...for those that didnt stick around..well do what you got to do...for those that did...it means alot....thanks again

469-982-5858
Ooh ####! you opened this so you have to do it. Put the number representing what you are depending on the question. At the end it will look like a phone number so then put it in the subject line. You must do this or you will get bad luck for one entire year. Here's your new digits: EX: (AREA C0DE)###-#### ------------------------------- 1st number, put what you are 1- gay 2- taken 3- single and what ever happens, happens 4- single and giving up 5- single but like someone alott 6- taken and like somone else 7- taken and confused 8- single and like someone, but can't have them 9- have a crush 0- just dating around ------------------- 2nd number, put your current Mood 1- Nervous 2- Sad 3- Cheerful 4- Angry 5- Hyper 6-Confused 7- Sleepy 8- Just fine 9- Lonely ---------------------- 3rd number is the color of your shirt 1- Black 2- Pink 3- Yellow 4- Red 5- Blue 6- Green 7- White/Gray/brown 8- purple 9- Orange 0- none ------------------------- 4t

The Rhythm
slowly, everything returns to normal: i could hear your heart beating steadily back to its usual pace, that same rhythm that my heart treads. i could hear your breathing, no longer in short gasps, drawing the same sweet air as i do i could hear your sigh, escaping your lips, as sleep claims you as it starts to lure me too (i could hear the rain outside slowing to a drizzle, no longer raging has the world also stilled to a rest?) and i sigh back, you lovingly rest your head on my shoulder, nestled in the warmth of my embrace.

O.j. In Hell
One day in the near future, OJ Simpson has a heart-attack and dies. He immediately goes to HeLL, where the devil is waiting for him. "I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list, but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves." OJ thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to the first room. In it was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. Ted kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his fate in hell. "No," OJ said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I don't think I could do that all day long." The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Al Gore with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hamme

R U A Music Aritst Needing More Exposure ?
ONLY SERIOUS MUSIC ARTIST PLEASE!!!- DO NOT WASTE MY TIME !!! IF YOU WOULD LIKE MORE EXPOSURE FOR YOUR MUSIC...PLEASE CONTACT ME ON FUBAR OR YOU CAN E-MAIL ME AT lkndsugar@yahoo.com HERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW BEFORE YOU CONTACT ME. >FYI..THE SERVICES PROVIDED BY ME ARE NOT FREE BY ANY MEANS...HOWEVER...IF YOU ARE A FRIEND OF MINE HERE ON FUBAR ..I WILL CHARGE YOU A ONE TIME FEE BASED ON YOUR NEEDS...E-MAIL ME WITH YOUR NEEDS AND I WILL GIVE YOU A PRICE. >ALSO FYI...THIS DOES NOT IN ANY WAY GURANTEE YOUR SUCESS...YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR THAT...IT IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO CONTACT ME CONCERNING YOUR SHOWS YOU WILL BE DOING OR WHAT EVER YOUR NEED IS ...SO THAT WAY THEY CAN BE POSTED TO YOUR ARTIST PAGE. PEACE

Vocum Habeo Non
And I feel like Custer, Surrounded by Indians. Outnumbered, outgunned, doomed to fail. Yet righteous. Never abandoning belief. . . For all the good it did him. Overcome by events greater than he. His voice was lost. And I feel like Kitty Genovese* Battered and abused Again and again Crying for help for thirty-two minutes. Believing in the inherent good of people. . . For all the good it did her. Her voice was lost. So be it hilltop, alley or classroom, I make my stand and cry out. Surrounded by Indians, abusers, hypocrites. I never lose faith. I never give up. I never stray off my path. . . For all the good it does me. And as I realize that it’s hopeless. It occurs to me what George and Kitty said; “Vocum habeo non. Vocum habeo non. Vocum habeo non! I have no voice. August *In 1964 Kitty Genovese was brutally stabbed to death at the door of her own apartment in queens. Thirty-eight people overheard her cries for help, and her attacker left the scen

A Thank You Note
I cry when I hear Taps. I stand when I hear The Anthem. And I say “Thank you for serving.” whenever I meet one of you. Thank you for not running to Canada when you were drafted. Thank you for putting on the uniform And swearing to defend us against all enemies Both Foreign and domestic Thank you for volunteering For standing watch For ensuring that Americans have the right to protest their government. Thank you for learning to be violent, For enduring levels of hell that the common populace, Wouldn’t fathom if they could. Thank you for eating those lousy rations, For going where you were sent, For following orders you didn’t understand. Thank you for leaving your family behind, For existing on dreams and letters. Thank you for coming home again. Thank you for trying to blend in, Blend into a world that isn’t ready to remember you At least not more than one day a year. I can’t shake your hand enough, And it’s s

Art Of Seduction
Seduction has for ages been the most exciting thing in a relationship. Though most people are clueless as to how to seduce, they do not mind being seduced! It requires some amount of practice to master the art of seduction. Eye contact is very essential when seducing. Eyes are capable of "speaking" your deepest emotions and they it better than actually talking! However, learn to maintain a steady gaze. Staring or gawking is big no-no. Set the correct atmosphere for effective seduction. The lighting, ambience and other things should be comfortable. Avoid extremes like too bright lights or too dull ambience. Music always works if it is soft and subtle. It shouldn't steal the thunder from you! Learn to dance if you can. Master a few moves and set the dance floor on fire. Nothing turns on a person more than dancing, as you can get intimate with each other without feeling awkward. Smile as often as you can. But please do not show your teeth as often. Like eye contact, your smile sh

The Rules
Here we go Hand in hand Lets start this It's sure to be a wild ride It sounds like such a huge word Relationship Relation-Ship No wonder we refer to it as a ride It's not a ride It's pain Pure and simple Pain The rule is: I share my pain with you, And you share your pain with me The deeper the relationship, The more pain shared. It's just that simple. So what happens when that rule is broken? That's called a breakup And the opposite rule applies. We promise to never again share our pain. And any pain we observe, we disbelieve. While it's true that there are bad ways to break up There are no good ones They're wrong You're wrong Yelling Crying Hanging on Running away silence email phone call death fisticuffs or just apathy into nonexistence. They all hurt Because you're denied the pain of the person you lost And you're suckered by the illusion that it doesn't exist. And that makes it hurt more. So if you read this, And I like to t

Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend by the name of Common Sense who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge). His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. He declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a stude

Identity
Dirty Mangy Filthy No-good Cur But not stupid Not a slow learner The cur learns his lessons well Trust no one Bite first Growl when approached And the bitten think he's mean Meanness has nothing to do with it He's just well taught Blame those that held out steak And hit him with a stick The ones who kicked him The ones who starved them The teachers that made him learn To strike first, strike hard And trust no one And I think about these teachers As I look at my unshaven face in the mirror As I growl and snap when others get too close As I spend more and more time safeguarding myself from harm And I realize I am the cur. August

To Augie
It's not that bad you know All your dreams came true After a fashion The scars The girls The adventures You're a bona-fide storyteller now. You're no longer a runt In fact, you're pretty tough By the time you get to be me, You won't fear pain anymore. And true, it's a long distance between us, One not easily traveled. And even when you get to be me. . . You'll still feel lost, and alone at times. But it's better now. All your dreams come true. And you'll be amazed when you realize That you'd forgotten that you dreamed them. I wish I could give you something more tangible. I think of you there alone, hiding in your closet, Crying again. And all I can do is write you this letter. More than two decades late. We turn out ok, I swear. You're an amazing guy. I'm still stunned that you never gave up. Never stopped believing Never stopped trying Didn't even consider it. I'm proud to have been you. Even though it sucked at the time. It's better now. You'll be ha

You're Not A Soldier Yet
"You're not a soldier 'till you've tasted dirt. So get your fucking head down." And I chew some more dirt on the obstacle course. "You're not a soldier 'till you've heard a shot fired in anger." And I listen to the scattered fire on the south perimeter. "You're not a soldier 'till you've led men in battle." So this is me, convoy Sergeant. Yelling at my men to keep their heads down. I think it's safe to say I'm a soldier. And, like all soldiers, I face my toughest battles here at home. As I escort my date outside, When an angry patron makes an insensitive comment about our nation's loss. "How can you not stop her? You're supposed to be a soldier!" And my own platitude surfaces. "You're not a soldier until you realize, That your job is to ensure that others have the right to disagree with you." August

Your Smile
There's often times that I feel down Like I've walked my last mile It comforts me, that with all my faults I can always make you smile When people knock you down and say "You're just a worthless fool!" I remember how you smile at me And my thoughts run calm and cool. I would climb the highest mountain I would swim right down the Nile I would ward off any danger Just to see you smile I may not end up in your arms, When all my quests are through But as long as I can make you smile I'll know our love is true I'll always be there when you call To dry your every tear I'll let you lease me anytime And I'll always say; "Yes Dear." August

Why Things Fade
I was fourteen and on my way west, And she kissed me with tongues for the first time. "Now you have a reason to come back." She said. But the west it was calling. And back is a place that I don't care to go. And she was the first to fade away. I was eighteen and Army bound, And she kissed me for the first time. "Now you have a reason to come back." she said. And oh how I wanted to stay. But my uncle was calling. The man I was to become was waiting. It was years before she began to fade. I was twenty-four and headed west, And we made love for the first time. "Now you have a reason to come back." she said. And I knew I'd be moving on, Even faded, she left an impression. I was twenty-nine and headed. . . somewhere. When she said; "How come no girl ever captured your heart? In all of your travels, has no one ever, Given you something to come back for?" And how do I explain how things fade? Back isn't a place that I go. And what saddens me, Is that no one o

Interesting Dinner Out.
Last night my wife, two youngest kids and I had had dinner at a national chain restaurant that I will not name directly but is now for its ribs and spicy meals. Anyway, the place wasn't busy but the service was pretty bad. 1. Our dirty/used glasses weren't taken out of our way when we got refills. 2. Our meal was served to us about 15-20 minutes after other tables who arrived after us. And still my wife's dinner wasn't still ready when our other three meals came. And lastly, other servers who (I guess) didn't know which order were who's kept bringing us food that we didn't order. Despite our food tasting good, my wife was pretty pissed off. So we talked to the manager. I just stated what we found wrong and asked that he just better train his staff. He listened and apologized. As we were about to pay our bill and leave, I came by to give us six $5 off coupons for our next visit. He also adjusted our bill by giving us our complete dinner for about half off. Normally we get g

"why Don't You Dance?"
"Because it's all about movement." And I shudder C'mon, move." And this is the hardest thing I've ever done. "Let the music control your movement." Control my movement!?! "Don't Move!" And this is the hardest thing I've ever done. As this damn creature contemplates my hand, Carefully deciding whether or not I'm a flower. "It's time to move." And this is the hardest thing I've ever done. Don't sway, step sure. Anyone can learn to march. . . really. Get your fucking head down! Move!" And this is the hardest thing I've ever done. Because this time, it's my voice. It's my job. Bullets flying, truck pitching, Shove them to the floor, Keep these soldier/boys safe. "I love the way you move." And this is the hardest thing I've ever done. Because it's my voice again, And it doesn't falter as she cries, And curses the day we met. Throat raw, head heavy, I'm out the door for the last time. Every experience, Every decision, Every triumph, Is movement to me.

What Little Boys Like
Little boys like outhouses I'm not sure I can explain it, but it's true. There's something about pissing down a hole too deep to see. Something almost dangerous. Like pissing off a bridge, It's amazing. Little boys like trees Because the possibilities are endless. Trees are towers to climb, Fortresses of steel, Trees are homes for mythical creatures. Trees are adventures waiting to be adventured. Little boys like rocks, any rocks. Rocks to be thrown, Rocks to jump off of, Rocks that hide ants, and spiders. Rocks that are caves to explore, Caves that may have bats. Little boys like bridges Even though you're not supposed to piss off of them. Heights are amazing To stand still and fly at the same time. How did the builder get across in order to build in the first place? Little boys like the smell of aftershave. Because it reeks of manhood. Of the future Of what they may become. I have no idea what little girls like. But little boys like these things.

This Isn't Real
(I'm still new to this, bear with me.) I've been an avid user of the web for about 9 years now and have learned a lot. I know the ropes and reigns and some personas are extremely easy to read. By that, I mean that if you're going to talk to me then use some respect. I am a grown woman and expect to be treated as such. I've had guys on here tell me after friending me - one day later - that I'm the one and the only one they think about. This is after exchanging a few brief lines. Once the "I'm bored" and then following cheesey lines about what I'm wearing and wishing I was there to keep them warm in bed, etc., ensue I tend to not talk much to that person any more. I don't like being rude, but you'll learn eventually (if this applies to you) that I'm not some idiotic internet whore. Yes, I'm blonde, but as I've observed with some of you brunette men, you're quite pathetic and ignorant. Hmm... Did that come off as rude? I won't be rude to you unless you disrespect me or

What It's All About
But it's all about words man It's all about words Some words are better than others Some words have class Some words are so elite That they're downright snobbish Like antidisestablishmentarianism Other words are funny Like bunny, not rabbit, bunny Or frog, frog is funny Deer is not You have never heard a joke that starts. . . "O.K. A deer walks into a bar." It just doesn't happen Although, Bambi is funny Other words produce images, Set fire to the imagination, Leave you encrusted in muck, Find you soaring in ecstasy It's all about words man, It's all about words. August

What Ifs
But what if I don't like it? And I rage. And what if I don't approve? And I rage. And what if I. . . Succeed! Have a great time! Learn! I begin my rant I could flip a coin if you like. And I rage For every what if you give me, I could give you three back. If you don't find out, You'll never know And I rage. Because the real question. . . Is the one she won't ask. But what if it hurts? Well, then it's important. August

What Cost, Love?
You wanted a "Real" little brother. And I'm reminded of Pinocchio Who only wanted to be a "real" little boy. But at the tender age of four I used every ounce of courage To say no to your dress up games And you've yet to forgive me for it. The road to manhood is forked with decisions. At four, that one cost me your love. You wanted a genius son One that knew all the answers Instead of asking so many questions You wanted a pet You'd have settled for anything But a boy in his father's footsteps A decision I have to remake every day My identity at the cost of your love And now you come at me in quick succession With expectations I cannot fulfill The Rebel The Good Husband The Zealot The Stud At each juncture I had to make my choice I choose to say no Set my limits Be me Awash in disappointment Forgiveness and/or love Trickling down in varying amounts And I feel like scuba gear Giving O2 'till I'm empty Begging to be refilled Instead of thrown away In

Still A Friend?
One of my boys is getting out of jail tomorrow. I grew up with Eddy but fools keep telling me I need to get away from him he's dangerous he's retarded. No, I don't mean retarded like Corky Thatcher retarded but he just... does dumb shit. Any ideas?

Go Show Her Luv
★ANGEL~BABY★ ®™ (♡FU BAD B*TCH♡) ~C•W•O•F~ PLZ RATE MY PROFILE~TY@ fubar this my good friend angel baby, plz go show her some luv, she always helps out friends in need, you will luv her, for the guy that read this , she has some hot ass pics, she is one sexy biotch, hugs to angel baby, ty so much my peeps

Pain
i just caught my girl in bed with someone else and it about killed me .im shareing this with you because .i know the r others that have felt that same pain .if not worse. im just saying be strong. there r way more fish in the sea.plus it means youlle feel good when the pain goes away

Weird
I meander to the beat of a different drum. I sing out, and I sing out loud. My philosophy is "Do whatever you like." "Just so long as it draws you a crowd." I amuse all my friends, with my stories and songs, And maybe a poem or two. They listen and say; "You should live out these tales." I wink and say "Maybe I do." "Why you'd be amazed at the ships I have sailed, At the perils through which I have steered." Although never amazed, my friends always smile, And say; "August, you're certainly weird." August

Walk With Me
Walk with me through a lifetime As down life's road we go I'll be with you in the sunshine As well as the rain and snow Don't walk in front of me For I may not follow Don't walk behind me For I may not lead Just walk beside me And be my friend Let me walk with you Down that winding road The poets all call life I'll hold your hand And sing you songs And comfort you in strife I won't walk in front of you For you may not follow I won't walk behind you For you may not lead I'll just walk beside you And be your friend So take my hand And let's move on To places yet unknown With you to keep me company I'll never be alone Lonely is a horrid word You'll never have to fear For through life's valleys, Hills and dips I'll always be quite near August

Shoulds
There should be a pill for this. Like it's a headache, Or the flu. There should be a cure. A ritual cleansing An antidote For the poison I've been drugged with There should be an organization A mission A hospital A twelve step program There should be a book A seminar An infomercial Doctor Phil should have a fucking hotline for this shit! There should be a band-aid A sterile dressing A tourniquet There should be an operation A "procedure" A prosthetic There should be an answer As to "why?" "How could you?" "Didn't I mean anything?" There should be a solution Like in Math Or chemistry There are no shoulds. But there should be. August

Voice
But what if it happens to me? My boyhood question lingers What if the shadow of the moon finds me? Like in the song "and if I ever loose my eyes And if my colors all run dry" I wore a blindfold for a day just to be sure Fascinated by how easily I adapted Everyone I encountered accepting me as I came For the most part Seeing is better, but not seeing isn't so bad "And if I ever loose my hands Loose my plow, loose all my land." A broken wrist answered that one Adapting, overcoming, getting by Still, only one hand, not so bad "And if I ever loose my legs I won't moan and I won't beg." An infected foot solved that one Crutches for three months But the foot was saved Although in the end, I was ready to let it go No big deal "And if I ever loose my mouth All my teeth north and south Yes if I ever loose my mouth Away away I won't have to talk. . ." That one was a bit more difficult I talk a lot. . .no really And if I can't use my voice Can't be poetic Can't spe

Victory
Man, don't talk to me about respect man. You don't know. You're an old man. You must be twenty at least! How old am I? I'm thirteen, but I've been around man. I know what life is. I know what's important. Yeah yeah, I know. You sound just like my stepfather. He thought he knew everything too. Me? No, I don't know everything. I just know more than you. How do I do in school? All right when I go. Yeah yeah, you're just like my stepfather. The last time I read a book? I don't remember. What difference does it make? The last book I read? Who cares? You prob'ly gots a whole room full'a books. I ain't no genius like you man. Yeah I can read. I just don't is all. What's that? Of Mice And Men? Sounds stupid. No, I don't want to read it. It's too thick. One hundred and eighteen pages!?! You must be out of your mind man. I ain't got time to be reading. I don't always have time to come home at night. Two weeks! You must be crazy man. I can't read that in two weeks! You don't understand. I'll be r

Value Your Props
Many people have seen me juggle three bowling pins. In fact, when I arrive at a festival I am always asked; "Did you bring the bowling pins, and if so, why?" This can best be answered with a story. The story begins in 1996. I was on my way to Las Vegas from Seattle. I stopped in Provo, Utah to visit a friend. We went bowling. On the shoe counter stood a single bowling pin and a sign which read; "USED BOWLING PINS! $1.50 EACH!" I read the sign aloud, thus attracting the saleslady's attention. Feeling mischievous I asked; "Ya got three of em?" And before I could explain that I was just kidding, she placed three bowling pins on the counter and said: "I'll tell you what. If you can juggle them, you can have them for free." The manner in which she said this led me to believe that she had had this conversation many times before. I felt my only option was to smile in mock surprise and say; "Really? I'll try." I arrived in Las Vegas with three, brand new, used

My Thougts Today
i wish the crabby woman across the street would get laid because she need it. Why is Mcdonalds only serve breakfast until 10? There are too many comershals on TV and who pays? You and me thats who does!

Unanswered Questions
She asks, "Who are you?" As if it's a question. And not a demand for self justification. I choose the jacket that offers the most comfort. I am a poet. Who are you, really? And I want to say, No really, I'm a poet. "That's not who you really are." "Who are you?" As if it's a question. I know this game. The only correct answer, Is to ask her. But it doesn't work. She claims it must come from me. "Who are you?" As if it's a question. "I am a teacher." If I have to be put into a box, This one'll do. "That doesn't tell me who you are." "Who are you?" As if it's a question. This game goes on and on. Being a jack-of-all-trades has it's advantages. But she isn't satisfied, With any of my pat answers. "Who are you?" As if it's a question. Questions have answers. If this had an answer I'd know it by now. This isn't a question. It's a journey. In this case, The journey is the destination. "Who are you?" "I'm not telling." "But if you find out, let me know."

Two A.m.
The clock has struck the hour two. I cannot sleep for thoughts of you. The way your eyes light up my life, Keeps me awake throughout the night. And as I long to hold you near, Your golden-throated voice I hear. You sing to me a song so sweet, I pray we once again will meet. The sun, the moon, the stars above, I'd give to you but for your love. All this that I would give to hear, Your whispered love upon my ear. A question haunts me day and night. Am I the one to grace your life? And do you lie awake at two? To think of me, as I, of you. August

On Using A Toy
And it doesn't go away The thought behind my eyes The forbidden hunger I can't deny But don't want to admit To hold you in my mouth And see you looking down on me To be helpless before you Choking on you I hear your commands The excitement in your voice I'm trembling Your hands burn in my hair And you're behind me Bending me over Readying me for access For my final surrender And then gentle Slow Soft Wet Coos Strokes Praise And oh My God Please I Yes Um Oh Breathe Breathe And then hard Over and Over Griping Stroking Thrusting I'm just along for the ride A victim of the fury of your hips Your hot breath on my neck Your chest, soft against my back Your litany of authority in my ear And it slowly dawns on me I am yours August

Twelve-dollar Train Wreck
So it's back to twelve bucks again Twelve bucks in my pocket Eight days 'till payday All is right with the world. And my friends just shake their heads. . . and sigh. And ask me how I stand it But I'm really busy now With the circus And the play I'm the stage manager I don't have time for poetry And both of my fans are upset My friends just shake their heads. . . and sigh And wish I would straighten out I don't have to worry about the circus anymore Or the play, Or theater at all It's back to twelve bucks 'Till who knows when But I'm a salesman now And I hate it Bellevue is overrated And my friends just shake their heads. . . and sigh And make obscure comments, About train wrecks But I'm too busy Bingo is my game Well, my profession Little money, twelve bucks. . . But it's fun And my friends don't say a thing They just shake their heads And wait I'm down to eleven bucks Something's wrong here I've got a new job It's fun But strange They let me wear

Echo Need Us
Ok guys Echo Angel put out a request for help!!!! She's only a 1000 ahead of the other peep & they r closin fast!!!!!!! Any Spankers that can plz help Echo out as much as u can!!!!!!!! Spank Bomb Spank Bomb!! :P:P:P:P THANK YA MUCHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! REPOST PLZZZZZ

I.....
I do not succumb to peer pressure,for i possess will. I do not praise weakness,for i possess strength. I do not need hope,for i am assertive. I do not need to congregate,because i can stand alone. I do not seek to impress others,I seek to impress myself. I do not bow,for i am equal. I do not seek acceptance from others,for i accept myself. I DO not dream,because i can achieve. I can endure much pain,thus i need no reprieve. I will never concede,because I know I can win. I do not wear masks,I don't conceal sin. I am completely unfettered,unrestrained,and untrained. I am wild and free,mentally unchained. I am a man,whose fingers double as claws. I am negatively positive...perfectly flawed!

Traci's Monologue
So he says to me; "Just be yourself." Well let me tell you, I'm an actor! I'm not supposed to be myself, I'm supposed to be somebody else. For seven hours every day, I work long and hard at being somebody else, and this bone-headed pimply-faced staged manager says: "The opening act is late, go out and stall the crowd, warm them up, tell a joke, just be yourself." Just be myself? Where's the fucking script!?! Sorry. . . I get carried away sometimes, well, a lot. Like this one time I was starring in La Boheme and I was just about to do my big aria, the one that goes (la la la) When, halfway across the stage, I saw a cockroach, now this wasn't one of your L.A. roaches, no sir. This was a New York City Roach. Although we were in Tennessee, but anyway during my aria, this giamongus cockroach is crawling across my stage, at me. Now just so's you know, I don't like cockroaches. My first impulse was to run, but Musetta, that's my character, Musetta, wears these ridiculous high heels. So I

To Brighten Any Day Xxxx
GREAT TRUTHS THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED: 1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptise cats. 2) When your Mum is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair. 3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the second person. 4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato. 5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food. 6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair. 7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time. 8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk. 9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts. 10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap. GREAT TRUTHS THAT ADULTS HAVE LEARNED: 1) Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly to a tree. 2) Wrinkles don't hurt. 3) Families are like fudge...mostly sweet, with a few nuts. 4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground. 5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside. 6) Middle age is when you choos

Tina
I stand here all alone, My back against the wall. I'm waiting here for her to come to me. The both of them just stand there, On the opposite side of the room. The two of them against the one of me. She stands there in the middle, Looking like a star, But the middle isn't where she wants to be. I tell her she'll be happy, I promise her the moon. I only wish she would believe in me. But her friends are calling too. They're louder than I am. "Why take a chance on him?" they seem to say. It's a bloody tug of war. The two against the one. So much to lose, and yet much more to gain. She stands there in the middle, Wanting to go both ways. Should she go with me and be happy? Or with her friends and stay the same. August

Top "10" Movies
It's going to be really hard to narrow down My top 10 favorite Movies... and the list will never be set in stone. But here goes what I can think of at the moment. (Not In Order) 1) Sound of Music The very first movie I ever saw in a theater (Saw it overseas in the Middle East, dubbed in Farsi and it was still wonderful) 2) Dogma If this movie offended you...Don't talk to Me because I'll really piss you off! 3) V is for Vendetta The line that sticks in My mind is - "People should not fear their government, it is the government who should fear the people." 4) Logans Run Wonderful little '60's Sci-Fi 5) Zardoz Sean Connery's first film, and a wonderfully twisted movie. 6) The Breakfast Club I have probably seen this movie more times than any movie, and I still love it. 7) Empire Records hmmmmm...an edgier breakfast club?... 8) Pay it Forward This movie is family required viewing! 9) Office Space Live-Love-Laugh!!!!!! 10) Harold and Maude Th

Tears
I was going to write a poem to make you cry. I was fully prepared to let loose my poison pen, With it's acid ink to virgin paper, And burn your eyes with it. But what purpose would that serve? I could blurt out FUCK in my poem, Just to shock you. I could ramble on about sex I've had, Both in my mind and with my body. But what's the point? Are you so numb that you need to be shocked? So cold that you need to be burned? I have the pen. I'm in charge. Why should I want to shock you? Why should I want to burn you? The written word can produce immortality. The writer longs to be immortal. The poet is desperate to be immortal. I will not stoop to being a cattle prod or branding iron! If you are shocked, It will be because you have underestimated me. If you cry, It will be because you have been moved. And with those tears. . . My immortality. August

$till In Vega$
In that faraway $tate, The land of delusion, A calendar rumbles, Amidst the confusion. A one-wheeled juggler, Rolls out of the rubble, Better hark what I say, Or you know there'll be trouble. I live in the land, Of the great neon sign, It's really not bad, Er, well, most of the time. I would keep on going, In this slick way of mine, But the hour grows late, And I'm lost for a rhyme. So jugglers take heed, For one never knows, Who will sit down beside you, When you're watching the shows. I might crash up a game, While you're watching the ref. Or maybe I'll show, At the next P.J.F. August

Who Am I
As I sit in this room and think of who I was before and who I am now I feel like I have lost everything.....I feel like I have just lost my sence of being.....Do you ever know who you are and if you do how do you know you have found who you are.....

Specifics
I want a kiss O.K. I'm going to come over and talk to you now, And you don't even know me yet, so just relax. Now don't start with those old killer phrases, like: You remind me so much of my brother, or, Aren't you gay? Come on now, play fair. Play hard to get, sure, but play. Don't turn me into some lunatic stalker as I approach your table. Don't look at me with disdain and say, "He only wants one thing." As if only one thing could hold my interest. At least let me get to your table, Let me compliment your hair, Drink in your eyes, Give me a chance to be charming. 'Cause I can be charming I can say things that you've never heard before, But will long to hear again. I'm at the table now, been here awhile We've sat at many tables together, Gone out a few times, Gotten to know each other a bit. But you've still got to play fair. Non-lethal ordinance only. You can't use the deadly weapons in your arsenal. "I'm so glad there's no sexual tension between us" "You

Naughty Application
REPLY IN A PRIVATE MESSAGE. DONT BE AFRAID. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO WILL REPLY OR WHAT ANSWERS THEY WILL GIVE. LET THE FUN BEGIN........ Your Name: Your age: Favorite position: 1. Do you think I'm cute? 2. Would you have sex with me? 3. lights on or off? 4. Would you have to be drunk? 5.Would you take a shower with me? 6.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 7.Would you leave after or stay the night? 8.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 9.Condom or skin? 10. Have sex on the first date? 11.Would you kiss me during sex? 12.Do you think I would be good in bed? 13. Would you use me as a booty call? 14.Can I use you as a booty call? 15.Can we take pictures of the act? 16.How long would we have sex? 17.Would you tell your friends about me? 18.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? 19. Number please: SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE SEND THIS BACK TO YOU! EVEN IF YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND - REPOST THIS

Horoscope
It's not about what happens "out there," for it's really all about your inner growth now. The changes can be quite dramatic now, especially if you are inclined to resist the inevitable. Don't be afraid to journey inward as you try to better understand your attractions and desires. Paying extra attention to your feelings can deepen an important relationship if you are patient.

Soulmate
How I long to tell you that I love you. How I long to see the sunlight on your face. I still have no idea where to find you. Are you hiding in some strange enchanted place? You come to me in dreams each night, When I rest my weary head. I think of you in the morning light, As I struggle out of bed. You are with me every moment, I don't even know your name. And although I've never seen you, I am sure we are the same. You must be searching for me too. It simply has to be. Someday our dreams will be fulfilled; I'll find you and you'll find me. But until that day, keep searching. Find your soulmate tried and true. When you ask me where I've been I'll say: "I've been searching the world for you." August

So Much To Say
You tell me that you love me, And I can't believe my joy. The other times I've heard that line, I've felt like a personal toy. You've let me see your heart of hearts, You've let me ease your pain. Now I think of us, and endless walks, And kisses in the rain. There's something I don't understand, Please explain it if you can. How can you love someone like me? I'm just like any man. My heart of hearts is an open book, That your eyes are free to read. You hold my humor, love and mind, And all the friendship that you need. I've never been much of a poet, The masses don't crave my lines. But I'm laying out my love for you, To keep here for all time. Life is a circle, I've heard it said. And I guess it must be true. Because every time we say good-bye, You know I'll come back to you. When this world has got you down, And you feel like no one cares, Just close your eyes and think of me, And you know I'll be there. Please forgive my random jumps, I've

The Strip Club
Well it's business as usual at the local strip joint. The crowd looks good tonight. Some are eager, some pensive, All are wondering if the show will meet their expectations. So they sit back and sip their lattes as the show begins. There are different kinds of strippers. Some can't wait to remove every article, To prance about with every orifice clearly exposed, To shout to the crowd "This Is Me!" I'm not one of those. Others just stand there, naked. Saying, "I'm exposed now, what do you think?" I'm not one of those either. Still another type will walk out on stage, Strip completely, and dare you not to accept them. I am definitely not one of those. I'm a fan dancer. I stand naked on the stage, Covered only in two huge feathery fans. I begin my song and dance. I give a little shoulder, Then I take it right back. Then I give a little leg, And I take it right back. My feathery shields are in constant motion around me. The spectators strain to catch a glim

Who I Am
Take your vitamins, Grow up to be big and strong. Grow up to be a man. The words of my youth echo back at me. But what sort of man will I be? I want to be a brave man, macho. With a black leather jacket and a slick motorcycle. Never afraid of anything, groupies following me wherever I go. Everyone will be impressed with me. I want to be a tough man, With scars on my body Trophies of past victories. Many battles fought and won, No defeats, no regrets. I want to be a strong man With muscles that ripple when I'm on the beach. The quick path to success. I want to be a smart man, Never making mistakes, Surrounded by people wanting my advice. I did not become a smart man, I have mountains of mistakes behind me. And many more ahead I'm sure I have become an experienced man. I did not become a strong man My muscles don't turn heads at the beach I often choose the longer path It seems as if I can go on forever I have become an endurance man. I did not

Wants
When do I get to be unreasonable? When is it my turn? Why do I have to be the bigger person here? I want to be small today. I want to blame you. I listened Waited Gave into your every eccentricity Waited Allowed myself to be teased Waited And waited some more AND YOU FRIEND ME!!!!!!!???????? And I have to just stand there and take this? 'Cause it's not me, it's you? Of course it's you. I did everything you asked. We know it's not me. I wish it was me. I want it to be me. I want to be unreasonable. I want to call you names. I want to cry. I want you to feel one one millionth of the despair That I feel right now. And watch you just stand there and take it. I WANT TO BE UNREASONABLE!!!!! But I'm not that type of person. Even if. . . Today, I really want to be. August

Supply Run
Staring out the back of the pick-up truck, Rain in my face, eyes half shut. Past the man with all the canes, Into the streets filled with rain. Hold my rifle, safe and low, Stick held high, give them a show. Watch for rocks in this cursed rain, Truck hits a pothole, I'm in pain. Windshield smashed, we fall on the floor. "Watch the bumps! I can't take much more!" Back on my seat in the driving rain, Watch for rocks, ignore the pain. The sniper is out there, on these streets, Crossing the rooftops on silent feet. We play this game almost every day; Will I be shot, or go on my way? Thousands of people line the lane, Waving to soldiers, ignoring the rain. Some give us smiles, some give us jeers, Some throw their rocks, and some show their tears. The flooded street is a muddy maze. The driver plunges through, half crazed. Every bump could be a mine. Every moment, our last in time. Around the circle, past the square. "I'm soaking wet! How long till we're

Strange But True
In 1988, or 89 I decided to kill some time by opening a leather crafting kit that had been purchased at a garage sale. The kit was missing pieces, but there was enough there to make a wallet. For about a month I worked the leather, tracing patterns, using punches, slowly putting together what turned into a one of a kind, very nice wallet. I planned to give it to my son one day if I had one. In 1990 I got mugged. My wallet was taken and I got a bloody nose for my trouble. I've often wondered what happened to that wallet. In June of 2001 I was working in the fast-paced glamorous world of fast food. About fifty miles from where I was mugged. One day a customer came into the store, when he payed for his meal, I noticed his wallet. I asked to see it, and I asked him where he got it. He bought it in a thrift store about ten years ago. It was a little worn, but in excellent condition. I explained that I had made that wallet, that It had been stolen from me, and then I offere

Tewdope Vs Brown Eyed Papi
Guess what two people pitted against each other in a battle to find out who is a Bigger Point Whore. The Lovely TewDope Vs Me(B.E.P.) battle started yesterday. Who do you think will win????? Who is the bigger point whore!!!! TewDope Or B.E.P. Should be fun here is an early Day to Day tracking.....Ha ha ha I have to much time on my hands!!!!

Update On My Sis Mina
Hey everyone, Just want to give you all an update on our dear friend Mina. She went to the doctor on Monday and she needs just a little more bed rest and will be back on line very soon so don't forget her!!! Her page is in the process of being rebuilt. So ignore pics that are being uploaded if you've already rated them. I want to thank all of you for keeping the comments coming and the gifts and the well wishes. She loves you all and will be back in full force soon!!!!! I love my sis!!! Mindy/Mina Bloody Kisses

Funnies! For All My Military Buddies...
Funny Enlistment contracts for all branches of the military.... hope you like :-) US AIR FORCE OATH OF ENLISTMENT "I, (State your name), swear to sign away 4 years of my life to the UNITED STATES AIR FORCE because I know I couldn't hack it in the Army, because the Marines frighten me, and because I am afraid of water over waist-deep. I swear to sit behind a desk. I also swear not to do any form of real exercise, but promise to defend our bike- riding test as a valid form of exercise. I promise to walk around calling everyone by their first name because I find it amusing to annoy the other services. I will have a better quality of life than those around me and will, at all times, be sure to make them aware of that fact. After completion of "Basic Training", I will be a lean, mean, donut-eating, Lazy-Boy sitting, civilian-wearing-blue-clothes, Chair-borne Ranger. I will believe I am superior to all others and will make an effort to clean the knife before stabbing the next pers

Something To Say
What if I don't have anything to say? What if I'm out of rage? I'm tired, Empty, Nearly finished, All the good lines have been taken. I question the limitless discovery. What if this last one, is the last one? But of course, These questions are pointless. To admit failure would be to disappoint, And that I could not bear. My resources are limitless. I am the poet, The bard, The storyteller, Of course I'll have something to say. August

A Soldier's Question
Dirty socks and broken cots, No pillows on which to sleep. Artillery in the morning, Bunkers collapsing in a heap. So many sandbags left to fill, I've built so many walls. I'm surrounded by a maze of sand, A labyrinth four feet tall. No flag to boast our country, No song to shout our name. Just endless shifts of roving guard, And prayers for one more day. I'm in a backward country. Why? I do not know. I remember wanting to come here, But now I want to go. But I believe in Duty first, Wherever there's a need. My Uncle Sam gave me a call. I did right, and I took heed. With my buddy and my rifle, I go to the marketplace. I ask the man why we are here, And a smile comes to his face. His eyes are weak and hollow. His teeth are yellow-green. He speaks as if I am not there, As If I'm just a dream. "I have many children." Says this strange decrepit man. "They once were very hungry, So I searched throughout the land." "All around me was the fighting, I h

Slivers
"But it hurts it hurts!" And I want to scream at him "Of course it hurts, but it's just a sliver It hurts until you take it out, then it's over. If only I had your problems. You don't have to pay the rent, Or work all day, Or look up every damn word in the dictionary Because your spell checker knows fewer words than you do. My problems are real! My problems are important!" But of course I can't say these things. If he could, This little boy would gladly take on The burden of my troubles Just to be free of that little sliver. I remember the terror of slivers. That terror has shrunk with time. Will my current slivers shrink as small, If I simply wait twenty years? "It hurts! It hurts!" "I know it hurts." I soothe "There you go, all done. Go play, and watch out for slivers. August

Love To All My Friends
i am 225,000 points away from leveling, if you come by and show me some luv by rating my pics and stash etc, i would very much appreciate it, i return all the love, ty so much , hugs peepsbigmomma@ fubar

Short Cuts
The final curtain goes tonight I've loved this wild, bumpy flight Yvette is always in a rush The Lighting Opp? He's on the bus. Mrs. Sorken steals the plant She's everybody's favorite aunt Naomi surely is a wit Deep in the conversation pit Johnna comes off very meek Till John comes out so very chic Amanda's quite the southern belle Ginny sure can make her yell Tom's head is surely in a spin Forgot his paper, yet again. I know how Lawrence gets his kicks But I hate those stupid swizzle sticks Intermission's always fun Did August remember to load the gun? The Announcer wants to cancel the show But Tommy and Grandma, where would they go? Lettie's fine she's got the gun The adulteress and homo? I guess they're done The music now is all the rage A hoe-down's going on backstage The Operator is an ace No desperate look upon his face And Gretchen, lonely in her house With extra food stashed in the couch Sally says she has small hips And Zelda with those hairy pits

Seriously
I am not E.F. Hutton. When I talk, nobody listens And I talk a lot just to make sure In that respect I'm more like Andy Rooney Now I'm OK with the fact that nobody listens to me It frees me to say whatever I want Whenever I want I can crack a joke Or make a snide comment Anytime at all Except when I write things down Because I'm what's called a POET That's big P big O big E big T And apparently that means That whatever I write down on paper Comes straight from my soul Is filled with deeper meaning Is really a cry for help! It wasn't always this way When I first started writing People would ask me questions like; "Was that about me?" or "Did that really happen?" Nowadays they just know it's them Or that I'm deeply troubled inside Imagine that. . . Me, taken seriously It could happen. Even Andy Rooney says something of merit Once in a while August

Wild Animals
Wild animals may reflect an area of our lives that is out of control. Many animals have stereotypical meanings that can tell more of their presence. Think of what the wild animal means to you in waking life to understand the reason for its presence in your dream. Wild animals that are domesticated in dreams may not be animal dreams, but rather dreams of interpersonal success or self-discipline. Many times, making peace with animals is a sign of harmony in our lives and hope for smooth interpersonal relationships. Is a wild animal posing a threat to you in the dream or do you have it under your influence?

28 September Baby!
"Sit down Joe, this round's on me, And don't let that redneck bother you." I hadn't been called Joe in years. Not since I wore the green, And that thirty-something Red necked punk with the crew cut was a wannabe. He had never served, I was sure of it. "Junior over there is the son of one of the members, He saw your long hair and didn't understand, You were that young once, you remember." "Yeah, I remember, thanks for the beer Sarge." I knew, just as he had known. Of course, the fact that we were in the local VFW sort of helped. We talked and drank, each of us picking up every other round. Others stepped up to share a beer every once in a while, All the important stories were told. From Pearl Harbor to The Buldge, To Tet, The Gulf, and my own African adventure. At last call, I raised my glass and said. "Here's to all in uniform. The friends we lost along the way. Here's to those who covered us, And helped us reach this day. Here's to those who faithfully serve, A

Send Me A Picture
Send me a picture. Prove to me that you're still the same. That you haven't changed at all. And that if you have changed, You won't do it anymore. Your hair, your clothes, your face, your body, That scar on your shoulder and that pimple on your nose. Send me a picture. Send me a picture. I want you captured on Kodak paper. I want to capture you in my hand, Keep you in my wallet. I want to pull you out and look at you, Completely unchanged, Anytime I choose. Send me a picture. Send me a picture. Prove to me that you're still on the planet. That your future is still ahead of you. That all possibilities still exist. That you still care. Send me a picture. Send me a picture. Let me compress your 3-D world, Into a flat 3X5 piece of captured light. Flat, and cold, and simple. Send me a picture. August

Screenplay
It was a lot like a movie. There was darkness, Danger, A mysterious Russian girl With alluring eyes. And I remember the cold war, The Day After, Perestroika and Glasnost. "That was long ago." she tells me. "Back when I was a child." Thanks a lot. "Is for you." And she hands me a present, An original drawing. This mysterious Russian girl. It was like a movie, She took my arm, And we promenaded down the street. I never felt so proud. The Poet And The Painter A fairy tale. August

Who I Am
As promised I will write a little about myself...who i am....what i do...why i do it! First, as you all see im 34 (35 in 7 days), i have 3 children (thats why you see stretch marks in my pics, big babies and a little body at that time). i wasnt always a big girl, actually i was small as a child and as teen and even a young adult, but having children changed all that, so instead of hiding i embrace my size. ive tried for years to lose the weight, even to the extreme of considering bypass surgery. But came to a realization that i dont have to change myself for others. why? because the world says skinny is better. and who says this, the skinny girls? well, i say i am big, I am beautiful, I am sexy. I am me!!!! I own a business and do plus size modeling in my spare time (so to speak, when i dont have much spare time). Why i do the plus size modeling? Well, obviously i need to be able to pay the bills (remember www.bighotbombshells.com, shameless plug). but, also i would like to por

A Ring
The ring on your finger, so shiny and new, Has extinguished the torch I have carried for you. All the hopes and the dreams of the life I had planned, Have disappeared, leaving me lost in the sand. I'm alone in the desert, broken heart in my hands, And there's nothing to blame, but that little gold band. With a diamond that sparkles so shiny and new, That I have to stop mourning my lost love for you. I think of the man, to whom you are engaged. No, my blood doesn't boil. I'm not filled with rage. The two of you fit. It's easy to see; His only flaw, is that he, isn't me. Enough of these phrases! You don't need my rhymes. Just know, when you need me, I'll always make time. That ring on your finger, brings my hopes to an end. But I'll always be proud, to call you my friend. August

Clothes Dryer Safety
The heating unit went out in my dryer. The guy that fixes things went in to the dryer pulled out the lint filter. It was clean. We always clean the lint from the filter after every load of clothes.He told us that he wanted to show us something. He took the filter over to the sink, ran hot water over it. Now, the lint filter is made of a mesh material - I'm sure you know what your dryer's lint filter looks like. WELL...the hot water just sat on top of the mesh!!! It didn't go through it at all!!! He told us that dryer sheets cause a film over that mesh that's what burns out the heating unit. You can't SEE the film, but it's there. This is also what causes dryer units to catch fire & potentially burn your house down with it! He said the best way to keep your dryer working for a very long time & to keep your electric bill lower) is to take that filter out & wash it with hot soapy water & an old toothbrush (or other brush) at least every six months. He said that makes

Rogaine
O.K. So I used to be a stage manager. And I managed this play see, And I got dragged through the worst experience of my life. I mean it was painful. The long hours, the whiny actors, The director! And don't even get me started on what happened, Once the show finally began. But it's over now, at last, And I don't ever have to worry about doing theater anymore, Because the theater manager/ my ex-girlfriend, Told me specifically; "You'll never work in this town again." But in a way, I feel bad. I feel that with this show, a part of me has died. So to symbolize this, I chopped off my hair. But it didn't end there, oh no! Without my ponytail I was confused, Disoriented. An easy mark for any smooth talker that happened upon me. Before I knew it, I was a victim. Lost in a stream of unconsciousness, I awoke only to find myself, Gainfully employed. . . In Bellevue! It didn't look good for our hero. I stumbled into a coffee house, Desperate for refuge. Staggering wil

Reunion
And how can you be so calm after three years? How can you just say hello? With no sorrow, no guilt No feeling whatsoever For nearly a year you drank of me Until I thought every breath would be my last Your affections became all-consuming They ate at me like a cancer So I cut it out I exorcised my demons and I told you; "NO." You vanished, gone in smoke but not flame You never even said goodbye And three years later you chide me for not writing I wrote you And my letters were heard in coffee houses across the country! I cared, I wept, I hurt, I bled Then affixed the emotional tourniquet I cauterized the wound With the passionate flames of survival And I went on Never dreaming that the wound would be reopened But it has And I discovered something That deep gouge is gone This pain has no substance It's a hangnail, a paper cut, A memory And all you can say is hello. August

This Sadness Feels Terminal This Time
rejection--such a deadly emotion for someone like me--and i'm feeling it so strong --and all over--even here on fubar. if i befriend someone here or they me--i might give them a gift in gratitute--then they might give me a gift--and say things of a complimentary nature to make me feel all good--damn--i love that sorta stuff--i write back-they're gone--for good--not just once--damn like probably 100+ times--damn--i'm feeling so frickin' inferior--if i'm such a frickin' bore--just do nothing if i give u a gift-the 1st time--or better yet--reply "TY"--i'll go away--fast believe me--if you hang out healing my severely bruised soul--stay around awhile--ok---but don't just ignore me--damn--this happens so much

Replaced
So long ago I thought them gone, I was sure they would not return. My pieces all are back to stay, You would think by now I'd learn. A soldier died on the movie screen, He was gone, and gone for good. A piece of me came back to stay, For when Taps was played, I stood. I was playing with my juggling toys, I was lost in idle thought. Another piece came back to stay, For when kids came by, I taught. A friend of mine had a desperate need, To be held, and listened to. Another piece came back to stay, I can be a blanket too. A lyric came to me one morn, So I wrote it to a friend. Another piece came back to stay, In the poem I did send. A year ago my life was changed, What I was had been erased. Four pieces ran away that day, But I've found, they've been replaced. August

If Only
If only It were... I keep gazing at the wall, listening to the clock. it hurts just to realize. if it were written down-- and you would be the guy, we'd be the perfect pair, thrown upon a bucket of glares. maybe I don't mind having you as I sit here, wondering how many novels, I'd read dreaming of you. where you'll smile, whenever I turn my back, walk away. and I'd laugh, till tears would fall, dreaming of you. but as every story has a villain, and every villain has a plan. and everything just disappeared, away. What could I have done? My eyes has garnered tears, as I look down at my fears, wondering what went wrong. Is it what I have asked? To wear each other's masks? What happened to story, that I dreamed to create? Where I'll wrap you around my arms, and you'd throw away the tears, comfort all my fears. Where I can see you smile, and you can hear me laugh, walking for another mile. If only it were all true. Tell me if I can still have my happy en

Moving To Livejournal
People aren't really reading my blogs on here anymore. Many of my closest friends have moved on and aren't really around on Fubar any longer, and I haven't met any new people who are interested enough in me to read my blogs. As a result, I'm going to stop blogging here. If anyone's interested, I'm consolidating over on LiveJournal. Tanya's blog on LiveJournal I hope that if you are interested in my thoughts, you'll join me there. Otherwise, thanks to those who stopped by my blog once in awhile, and I'm glad some of you could join me on my Fubar/CherryTap/LostCherry journey over the past year.

Repatriation
A lifetime crawling out of a hole worse than debt Crawling out of shadow Crawling out of despair Standing alone in the middle of a war zone A traitor to both sides. Trained by the best to lie, Deceive, Spy, report back, And most of all, keep secrets. Intelligence is the key to any battle. I am tired of this lack of intelligence game. I am tired of being tried and retried For war crimes I was conditioned to commit. IT WAS WAR!!! I did what I was trained to do. I served my time as a P.O.W. Then I was released into society, A soldier without a battlefield But the war continued and I rejoined it, Desperate to be in familiar surroundings, Behind enemy lines. . .fighting to survive. Eventually, government agencies stepped in. The factions were told to stop their war. But they find ways to carry on to this very day, Like two schoolchildren, Who throw things at each other when the teacher isn't looking Neither side knows why they're fighting It's just a twenty-year-o

Rejection Notice #721
I'm looking over your application, And there seems to be some confusion. You don't really meet our criteria. Yes I know. . . I said I was looking for someone honest. But what you fail to realize is, That means I'm looking for someone honest, Who will gladly tolerate dishonesty from me. So, do you see the dilemma? Yes, yes, When I said I valued openness, It was your mistake to assume that I, Was willing to be a participant in said openness. I'm looking for someone with no walls, Because I have more than enough to spare. And I'll thank you very much Not to start your self-serving rhetoric About how I deceived you, And lied to you, And my hypocrisy in general, Because I've been there mister. And you're just sorry that I screwed you Before you screwed me. And you can take that any way you like! And just because you came in here, With exactly the credentials that you claimed, Don't think for one second that proves anything. I know your type. You artists change wi

To Rise Above
Achieving A High Vibration All matter is made up of energy, and that energy is in motion continually. Everything in the universe, from the smallest molecules to the most complex living beings, has an optimal rate of vibration to keep it healthy. We reach this high vibrational level when we are whole, healthy, and fulfilling our potential. Human beings are able to consciously control these vibrations within themselves using a variety of techniques. We know when we have reached a high vibrational state because we feel good and can sense that we are aligned with all that is. We find we are capable of healing and have good intuition and perception that are a result of our resonating closer and closer to our ideal frequencies. Thoughts, emotions, intentions, choices, and actions contribute to our vibrational state, as do the environments we inhabit. Affirmative activities that leave us feeling joyous, appreciative, loving, and peaceful raise our vibration. Constructive, creative,

Oh Please Please Do All You Can
5 hours of happy hour comming up back to back starting tonight at 4pm pst. That would be 7pm New York time. If everyone during that time maxes all they had on my profile my goal in hitting Godfather in record breaking time would be over tonight. Hardly do I ask for you all to hook me up. I'm always trying to get help for other people but you guys unless everyone rates me now during these happy hours all this work will be for nothing.. Sure getting me closer to Godfather but now my bombing abilities are pretty strong. Unless I break this record there no need to work on my page. Once you hit level 20 there really isnt a need to level anymore really. Unless you have a goal like breaking a record or something. I never cared to level before and unless I'm going to break this record I don't care to really level any more. In other words guys it's all or nothing. Get you all to deadicate yourselves to me over these next 7 days and make this happen or we all just chill and relax. I persoanlly d

Reflections
Hello! I didn't think I'd see you this soon. Although sometimes I've felt as if you'd never get here. But I've always felt sure that we would meet. All the times that I've seen you, On the old slides of my father's. That strapping young man with his face in the wind. Never tired. Never weary. Any scars he carries are still fairly fresh. The weathered look will not be upon him for thirty years. I used to look in my mirror for hours, Searching for that twenty-something man. Hidden somewhere in my face. I never caught more than a glimpse of you, Hiding behind my eyes. . . Until now. In the reflection of my television set, I caught you watching me. You're different than I'd pictured. Your hair is longer and you have a beard. But the gaze is the same. The fascinated way you watch me, When you think I'm not looking. I can tell that you see me in you. Tell me. . . Do you look back at me in the mirror, Spending hours searching for the face you had years ago. . . As I

Reflection Point
(My Weekend As Frosty The Snowman) Looking back on it all, I have to say, That I probably should have tried drugs Now I'm not saying, That drugs are a great lifestyle choice Or anything like that But it would be nice To have people look at me and say "It was the drugs that got him there." Scapegoats are hard to come by Especially when your head isn't lost, In an artificial haze No, there's nothing artificial, about this haze 97% curiosity, 2% stupidity, and 1% luck Should have tried drugs. August

Lord Thank You For Today
Ty for today , and every day , may we open our hearts to love you; May we let all troubles go unto you and know your all can do all ;and we need only you; Your love be the greatest love of all to us . May we trust in you and thy will for us all. May we know and have a tremendous faith in You; thru you Jesus Christ , our salvation is and will be forever eternally. Lord ;may I be able to do all . that You call me to do . My heart is willing and I do show love all about me, to others . Lord your here with me know and thank you for all. I live and breathe for you O Lord. May all be blessed and coomforted, and feel your love and guidence ; to what you have planned for them and their lives also.. hugs all; O Lord; thy are my Salvation.. Amen!!!!!

Rage
There is a time, In the future, When my forehead will not be wrinkled in fury. My breathing will not be so forced. My hands will not wring impulsively. This is all theory mind you. For all I know I could stay mad forever. But that doesn't sound like me. So I take it on faith. My pulse will slow. Not that I want it to. I WANT TO BE MAD! I WANT TO REVEL IN THE INJUSTICE THAT HAS BEEN HEAPED UPON ME! I WANT TO SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOPS "YOU'RE NOT FAIR!" Theory says that this will pass. Experience says that this will pass. I don't want this to pass. I LIKE BEING MAD! I WAS WROnged! I get to be mad! Bold print and capitol letters seem to fade. It's really not in my nature to stay so upset. I am mad. You treated me unfairly. Now let's fix it. August

Questions
"Why on earth do you love me? Where did I go right? What did I do to earn my way, Into your arms tonight?" And tears mixed with sweat, As we lay in warm embrace. An excess of emotion, Spent in way too small a space. I kissed her tears and stroked her hair. I sighed my biggest sigh. I thought; "I say I love you, And your response is 'Why?'" Her eyes met mine and searching. . . Pleading. . .groping for the truth, Accustom to rejection, Always needing proof. "I could go on about your beauty, Or how you sing your siren's song. I could claim it's your laugh, your lips, your eyes. . . Only I would know that's wrong." "The truth is. . .I've no idea, Why it is I love you so. I can only say when I'm near you, You make me want to grow. When you're near I watch my posture. I stand up straight and tall. You inspire me to ascend the heights, And never fear the fall." Her breathing eased, she'd gone to sleep. Her question satisfied. And I asked the silent

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Deleting Friends
If u are a friend on my list...u KNOW i posted this blog...so if u wanna stay as a friend, i need a private message from u...IF U WANNA KNOW THE REASON IM DELETING FRIENDS>...READ MY LAST BULLETIN....

Poet's Block
When you're a writer, things are pretty simple, There's grease stains on the keyboard And your desk smells. Like it was manufactured by KFC And to hell with coffee cups, Straight from the pot baby! I'm cranking out twenty pages a day here. Because I'm a writer And that's what writers do, they write! And if a day goes by that I don't write, It's called writer's block, And that spells disaster baby! Because it's a slippery slope that you just can't climb up Without an act of God to help you. But what if you're not a writer? What if you just write poetry. . . Every once in a while. What if you drink coffee only with friends, And you wouldn't be caught dead within half a mile of KFC. I'm an artist baby! It's my job to be misunderstood. So what happens if I don't write? One day. . .two days, Three months? Six? When does procrastination cross over into writers block? Where's the line? I don't know. But it's a good thing I thought of this and wrote it down. Becaus

Poem Slivers
There should be a poem here But I don't have one It's not ready It's still hiding behind my eyes Lurking beneath my fingertips Gestating in my brain There should be a poem here It should tell you how much I love you Or how fucked up the world is And it should mention frustration And ecstasy Or something about a statue Chipped from ancient stone There should be a poem here But there are only fragments Shards of ideas Poem slivers That can't yet have their own page But their time will come There should be a poem here One day there will be August

Poems
I think that I shall never see A poem written just for free A poem written just for fun Without compulsion from anyone A poem not for looming deadlines And certainly not for fancy headlines A poem written from good and right And not from staying up all night No complaints of earthly woes Of righting wrongs or fighting foes No teenage angst upon the page No words of sorrow, fear, or rage "A poet's life is hard." It's said "No guarantee of daily bread." So poets, please do what you like I'm headed to the open mic August

This Is Bs,,,
Military being paid too much? You be the judge! This is an Airman's response to Cindy Williams' editorial piece in the Washington Times about MILITARY PAY, it should be printed in all newspapers across America . On Nov. 12, Ms Cindy Williams (from Laverne and Shirley TV show) wrote a piece for the Washington Times, denouncing the pay raise coming service members' way this year -- citing that the stated 13% wage was more than they deserve. A young airman from Hill AFB responds to her article below. He ought to get a bonus for this. "Ms Williams: I just had the pleasure of reading your column, "Our GIs earn enough" and I am a bit confused. Frankly, I'm wondering where this vaunted overpayment is going, because as far as I can tell, it disappears every month between DFAS (The Defense Finance and Accounting Service) and my bank account. Checking my latest earnings statement I see that I make $1,117.80 before taxes. After taxes, I take home $874.20. When I run that thr

Lryics I Like
Take my love, take my land, take me where i cannot stand, I don't care I'm still free and you cant take the sky from me. take me out to the back tell em all ain't coming back. burn the land and boil the sea but you cant take the sky from me. theres no place i can be. scene i found "Serenity" and you cant take the sky from me.

Re: Despite Constitution, Army Moving Against Lt. Watada
RE: Despite Constitution, Army moving against Lt. Watada ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Portland 911 Truth Date: 03 Oct 2007, 17:47 http://www.couragetoresist.org/x/content/view/448/1/ Despite Constitution, Army moving against Lt. WatadaBy Courage to Resist. October 2, 2007 The Army appears ready to retry First Lt. Ehren Watada a week from now—Tuesday, October 9—at Fort Lewis, Washington. As scheduled, the retrial will be heard by the same military judge that orchestrated the February mistrial in order to give the prosecution a "do-over" after they rested their case against the first officer to publicly refuse to deploy to Iraq. Supporters of Lt. Watada and GI resisters are being urged to take action to highlight double jeopardy outrage! Michael Wong, a member of the Watada Support Committee and Veterans for Peace, is working hard to mount a public response. Mike Wong states: This is in gross violation of law and the Constitution, because his la

Why
why is it that the whole love and feelings thing has to be so damn complicated ? why does something that feels so right have to be so wrong? why is it that everytime i think of you my mind goes crazy with happy thoughts? why do you have to be so sweet and caring ? why do you even talk to me ? im just another female that come a dime a dozen... im nothing special... i just dont understand and my mind is filled with alot of whys ......

That Lovin Touch
Ecstatic splendor... Lost in bliss. Your warming touch... Your loving kiss. Soft eyes, Smiling lips. Strong hands, Caressing my hips. Roaming to regions, Exploring my skin. A soft cry is spoken; This must be a sin. Feeling so good, Don't want to stop. Your thorough search Sends me over the top. Your mouth against mine, Muting my moans. You speak to me With nothing but groans. Glistening bodies, Arms wrapped around. Hearing your heartbeat.. My comforting sound..

Poem For The Asking
I don't want to write a poem. I've met my quota of self-expression for the week I have no need to write anything new Just because there's an open mic this week. . . You think I can't just listen, And not get up and read Just because I never have doesn't mean I can't. I don't want to write a poem I'm tired of arguing with my spell checker Do you have any idea how difficult it is To be the only poet who can't spell or type? I don't want to write a poem I have nothing to complain about Nothing spectacular has happened I have no emotional baggage that I need to unload I don't want to write a poem I can't think of anything funny Or clever, or sad. . . Or new I don't want to write a poem August

Re: Lt. Watada, Unconstitutional Double Jeopardy Trial, Oct. 9th
RE: Lt. Watada, Unconstitutional Double Jeopardy Trial, Oct. 9th ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Jennifer Date: 03 Oct 2007, 17:38 Also check Courage to Resist----------------- Bulletin Message -----------------From: Portland 911 TruthDate: Oct 3, 2007 9:24 AMLt. Watada is going to be retried on the 9th, this really sucks because it is double jeopardy. They don't want his ruling to stand because it sets president for everyone else. Those bastards are gonna try to make an example of him.http://www.thankyoult.org/content/view/1051/29/ FORT LEWIS -- The second court-martial of 1st Lt. Ehren Watada, a Fort Lewis U.S. Army officer who refused to go to Iraq with his unit a year ago, has been rescheduled to Oct. 9. Watada's trial, originally slated to begin next Monday, was postponed at the request of government and defense lawyers. His first trial earlier this year ended in a mistrial. If convicted, Watada faces a maximum of six years in prison and a

96 Heartbeats
So a quick update. We went to the doctors again. Heard the heartbeat again. Soon we will know what the sex is going to be. Keep your fingers crossed for a little boy. But if it's a girl i wanna name her Anna Rose. But he doesn't like that. So I'm gonna try Theresa Rose. Since Anna isn't " spanish" enough for him. Theresa is spanish right ? ;) He also got me a how to speak spanish cd. I did some of that last night. Not sure how much I'll actually remember. Will have to go back and listen to it again a few times. The wedding will be in december.( if father can do it then) we wanted it to be december 21 to give us some times. But his best man is gonna be out of the country so we have to do it the 14th. Which is the orginal date i wanted. Cause the 21st is too close to christmas.Though reco said he would skip seeing his family to go to my wedding. Which is sweet. Too sweet. But i wouldn't want that. Gonna put highlights in my hair soon. I want another piercing so ba

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P.j.f.
'Twas a week before Portland And all through the houses The jugglers were busy Clicking their mouses! Sending out email With due date and time, To be sure all would know When each, would arrive. They'll be coming by car They'll be coming by plane, They'll be coming in droves Just to play in the rain. A family reunion Held every tax time Whose family? You ask Ask me, I'll say; "Mine." So MaryLou, David, Bring John Price, and Gail, And better bring Travis. (Go ahead, post his bail.) Come Mark, Shannon and Peter, Bronwyn & Gomez And please take some pictures So we can show them at Lopez. August

Perspective I.-vi.
I. My Eyes He's a giant of a man He wears a saintly glow With love and pride he teaches me All I'll need to know. With loving arms that hold me Friendly words and playful games A sense of humor, grace and charm I pray to turn out the same. II. His Eyes He's a noisy little thing But cute, I'll give him that He learns things quickly, like his Dad He's sharp, just like a tack. But small and fragile most of all Is what he seems to be He cannot make his way at all He must rely on me. III. My Eyes He's drained another bottle Ignore him, it's the beer Remember how he used to be Keep that image clear. You owe him for the things you are No matter what he does Know him for the man he is But love the man he was. IV. His Eyes He's always saying something smart What a noisy little brat He won't amount to anything You can depend on that. But weak and worthless most of all Is what he seems to be He cannot make his way at all But he'll get

Re: Seven Retards Return For War On Terror Show Trial
RE: Seven Retards Return For War On Terror Show Trial ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Alex Jones Date: 03 Oct 2007, 17:37 Seven Retards Return For War On Terror Show Trial The prosecution's argument that "seven men plotted to bring down the U.S. government by poisoning saltshakers and bombing landmark buildings" in the trial of the "Liberty City Seven" underscores the ludicrous pretense of the "war on terror" and the callous obedience with which the media unquestionably report this farce. http://www.prisonplanet.com/articles/october2007/031007_seven_retards.htm

October Is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
To all my fubar friends, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month!!! As a daughter and niece of Breast Cancer Survivors I urge everyone who has women in their lives to discuss Breast Cancer issues. It could be the most important talk you will ever have. My mother and all 4 of her sisters are survivors of Breast Cancer and that makes my chances of getting breast cancer very high and I will be only 37 as of Thursday. At the age of 30 I started getting regular mammograms to help prevent that from happening. I love my girls and want to keep them. I am adding a link to a wonderful website who with every click that is made helps women who cant afford to get a mammogram for free. Or if they dont have health insurance. My birthday wish would come true from every person that takes this blog to heart. Thank you. Teresa Hart http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=2

Previous Blog Now Gone
well now my previous blog got taken off why is everyone taking anything i do off ,,,,,, i just give up on it all i hope u all are having fun last time i knew there was a right to free speech which is what i been doing was just saying it seems to me that if i cant have any sexual animations posted how does others do it and how come ur stash is considered to be publick viewing whenever u have to click on it to see anything i just dont understand this site much anymore i have been without mum priviliges for proba dang near 4 mths now i just give up on them and now u r deleting blogs is there anything u can do on here without getting removed like i am a lil kid shit if truth is known i am probably well older than over 50 % of u on here ... maybe thats it u dont like older ppl on here fuck if i know whatever have ur fun

For Paul
Send me a ticket for Christmas. A heart attack makes me travel. Death and weddings are the only things that get me to Jersey anymore. So I will put up with an airport at Christmas. I will tolerate my relatives. I will brush aside questions as to me financial welfare, my moving back to Jersey, my estranged father. I will ignore taunts from my mother and sister. I will do this because of your heart attack Paul. Paul. . .That's all I've ever called you. Although technically, Grandpa would be correct. Of all my relations, I have never crossed words with you. There are no slammed doors, or angry shouts in our past. There is only cozy conversation. About warm coats, hot pies, good meals, pretty lights on the Christmas tree, and always, a piece of candy. I am here in New Jersey, away from all control. I am at their mercy. But it's not so bad. I am not as angry as I used to be. So here I am, in a room full of people that really don't like each other, and everyone turns to me. I am the br

Battle Of Carthage
Mammoth Spring is the headwaters for the Spring River. Flowing at almost 10 million gallons of water per hour, the state's largest spring provides great canoeing and fishing on the river throughout the year. SECTION DESCRIBED: Mammoth Spring State Park to the Black River, a distance of about 57 miles. Characteristics There's no getting around the fact that Spring River is chilly. After all, nine million gallons--every hour--of 58 water is hard to ignore. But it is this volume of cool water that: 1) makes the Spring River a year-round float stream, and 2) allows the river to be regularly stocked with rainbow trout. Most Spring River canoe trips take place in the 17-mile stretch between Mammoth Spring State Park and Hardy, a historic town in northern Sharp County. This section is recommended for beginning to intermediate canoeists, and is very popular for family outings. The first half of this section begins at the base of Dam #3, a former hydropower structure located sout

Re: Veteran Removes Illegal Mexican Flag, May Be Charged
RE: Veteran Removes Illegal Mexican Flag, May Be Charged ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Steve Watson Date: 03 Oct 2007, 17:27 Reno resident cuts down Mexican flag flying above U.S. flag after outcry A Veteran from Reno, Nev. has hit headlines after he took matters into his own hands yesterday and tore down a Mexican flag that was being illegally flown above a U.S. flag at a local business. http://infowars.net/articles/october2007/031007Flag.htmRE: Veteran Removes Illegal Mexican Flag, May Be Charged

Pain
Holding onto the slats of the stairway My face pressed against the wooden bars A prisoner, struggling to hear the warden I hear their yells and I know I am helpless Pain is memory's glue It's what keeps things important It places value on ordinary life. On my bike with a mile to go I take the back way through the wood They won't look for me there I see the fallen tree and know Before I see the five of them I am helpless Pain is memory's glue It's what keeps things important It places value on ordinary life It's Christmas and the house is full I have a room mate for the holidays As the light goes out I know I am helpless Pain is memory's glue It's what keeps things important It places value on ordinary life I'm half dressed in the middle of winter He's drunk as I'm propelled out the door I'm at a disadvantage Far from helpless Pain is my friend It helps me focus It keeps me creative and strong I'm in a strange land when the rocket hits I'm

On Mardi Gras, Hugh Hefner, And Exposure
Mardi Gras, certainly one of the most renowned parties of the world, where you can see all the babes, boobs, butts, and beers you could ever hope for. Where else would the Hefner limo be that week but in 'The Big Easy?' I found myself actually shaking hands with the ultimate man's man himself. (Great handshake by the way.) But this isn't an ass-kissing story to pay homage to the founder of Playboy. In the days that followed, men and women alike were captivated by the story of my encounter, and I began to wonder why. What is it about this man that appeals to so many? I decided that it wasn't the money. Wealth is more common than it used to be, and it still can't buy you charisma. No, the answer lay deeper. Flashback Two of my charming lady friends, (We'll call them Rebeca & Marie) were having a discussion about Victorian dresses, and more specifically corsets and the wonderful cleavage they provide. Marie, whose figure resembled that of an ironing board said; "No way, ain't hap

One Chance
That was it. The door is closed. You had your chance. I'm a one chance man, A true romantic. Anything can happen. Anything is possible. I throw caution to the wind, Wear my heart on my sleeve, I'm ready for anything. Except that. Except those words of yours that cut through me. Not like a knife, But rather like a branding iron. Which instead of leaving an imprint on the surface, Gouged through to my bones And scarred me, in the marrow. I may still enjoy your company, But you won't receive mine. I'll only give you what's on the surface. It won't be me. Or at least not any part that matters. I will never again expose my underbelly To that branding iron tongue of yours. You wounded me once, And therefore lose the opportunity To ever do so again. I should probably tell you all of this, But I won't. The old adage is true. Knowledge is power. And I'm through with giving power to you. It's a shame that this happened. I really did care for you. It's too bad th

Offering
I don't know what to offer you. I'm a poet, So you know I'm not rich. Any good looks I have, Are merely a trick of the light. I don't know what to offer you. I'd be your champion in war, But my warring days are in my past. I'd be your genius, But when I look at you, I know that will never be. I can't even offer you witty conversation. You turn me into a fool. In your presence I'm soaring, Flying, Falling, Drooling, Giggling, Dying, I'll be your fool. And that's my final offer. August

This Is Absolute Bs And Being Former Miltary I Know The The Truth Here (from The Bulletin Board)
Military being paid too much? You be the judge! This is an Airman's response to Cindy Williams' editorial piece in the Washington Times about MILITARY PAY, it should be printed in all newspapers across America . On Nov. 12, Ms Cindy Williams (from Laverne and Shirley TV show) wrote a piece for the Washington Times, denouncing the pay raise coming service members' way this year -- citing that the stated 13% wage was more than they deserve. A young airman from Hill AFB responds to her article below. He ought to get a bonus for this. "Ms Williams: I just had the pleasure of reading your column, "Our GIs earn enough" and I am a bit confused. Frankly, I'm wondering where this vaunted overpayment is going, because as far as I can tell, it disappears every month between DFAS (The Defense Finance and Accounting Service) and my bank account. Checking my latest earnings statement I see that I make $1,117.80 before taxes. After taxes, I take home $874.20. When I run that through t

Ode To My Hat
I'm only a hat And I stay in my place Up there on your head Making shade for your face I'm only a hat The mark of true wit I sit slightly askew Just awaiting each tip I'm only a hat And my uses are many As to questions of style. . . You know I have plenty. August

Dr. Phil Gets Freaky
Okay so you can't really help what you dream. Last night I dreamt about Dr. Phil. He was at my house trying to help us with a problem. I don't know what problem it was. (In real life, yeah we have plenty of problems so that could be my desire to solve them). I haven't even watched Dr. Phil lately so don't know why it was him in dream. Anywhooooo...he was talking to me, about what I don't know. And he was talking to my husband too but apparently the worse half was going from room to room and not really listening half the time. (real life too) So this left me and the doc alone most the time. He got behind me and I could feel his body scrape against mine and I was getting hot. He was talking about something but I didn't even care what now. (Ladies, I do like the doc and I do think he is sexy so no surprise I dreamt of him really). Anyway, he was talking into my ear and rubbing against me and secretly rubbing me on breasts and stuff. He kissed my neck and head and I was getting wetter and

Ode To Agnes Depesto
Part I. You called me on the telephone, But as you can tell, I'm not at home. Now don't begin to whine and moan, Just leave your message at the tone. Part II. You might be tired, you might be hurried, You might even, be scared or worried. I'm not here now, but don't you weep, Just leave your message, at the beep. August

Nothing So Original (rewrite)
It flashed for half a second Deep into the night. And I'll never know the reason why it came. This is the story of darkness And how it came to light Nothing so original Nothing so out of sight In darkness there is comfort In light you are alone. One extreme or the other. A combination of both? A tricky combination. Never quite sure where I stand. Darkness and light is quite a mix I go there when I can. When I was in darkness I didn't feel alone. It was only when the light came in That I saw what was my home. It showed me that when darkness came I just couldn't see what was there But what was there was nothing There was nothing anywhere. I've made my peace with darkness I live inside the gray. Just enough darkness for cover Just enough light for day August

Hair Today Gone Tommorrow...or Today...whatever
i cut off my hair. no not bald. but it aint long any more. i hate it. it was irritating me yesterday. so i had it chopped off. stupid decision. FAIL. hard. *shakes fist*

The Story Behind The Poem “”alexis Bailey Simmons”” As It Happened.
It was New Years Eve in 2000 and the church gathered for their fellowship meeting. The Pastor looked around and noticed that all was there to bring in the New Year, all except one that is. Chris worked at a buffet and he was called to work that night. Being that he was the only one not there after prayer time, the Pastor said, “since it is New Years Eve and Chris is the only one who can not be here, I was thinking maybe we could all go to his work, get something light to eat and when Chris has a few spare minutes he can come join us”. All agreed and so they loaded four cars full. The Pastors children rode with their grandparents so Monnica and the girls could ride with him and his wife. It so happened that both families had the same car seat/stroller combo so when the Pastor got in and asked if everyone was ready all said yes. As it turns out Monnica indeed was not. She had her back turned to the door buckling up Taylor’s car seat belt. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the top

Nothing So Original
As I walked through the darkness I was startled by the light. Not scared or uplifted, just surprised. It flashed for half a second Deep into the night. And I'll never know the reason why it came. This is the story of darkness And how it came to light Nothing so original Nothing so out of sight In darkness there is comfort In light you are alone. Does it have to be one or the other? Is there a combination of both? The combination is tricky You're never quite sure where you stand. Darkness and light is quite a mix You go there when you can. When I was in darkness I didn't feel alone. It was only when the light came in That I saw what was my home. It showed me that when darkness came I just couldn't see what was there But what was there was nothing There was nothing anywhere. I've made my peace with darkness I live inside the gray. Just enough darkness for cover Just enough light for day August

Noise
I'm the host, if that's ok. I mean if it's not ok I. . . Well I guess I can't do anything about it, So I hope it's ok. Since I am the host, I'd like to read If that's ok If you don't mind, Are you sure? I want to read about. . . My body parts and. . . My sordid relationships, And my under-active hypothalamus gland. But I won't talk about sex! Is that ok? I'm the host. August

Update On Me
Well hello friendly readers! Well, it's been a long time since I've last wrote one of these blogs. The last time I had been pondering on one of lifes MANY questions. Still, I have no answers to it. But, the good news is I have wiped my hands clean of what I call the "Problem People". And am glad to say my life IS easier! But, to update those who HAVE missed me. I have been away for nearly four months healing from surgery. I had nose work done and it had made me looking like I was assulted with a bat. But, am doing well now, and am also glad to inform all of you I can FINALLY breathe! But, I am now in a new place in the living and in my spot in life as well! But, to tell you the truth I am feeling extemely happy for tossing away the garbage that was making my life dull. But, in doing so I will never forget what I had to face in order to be here so to speak. To those who are reading this...you know who you are and I'm pleased to say...I'm happier with you GONE and out of my li

Can Love Be Found Online?
There is much said these days concerning the pitfalls of using the Internet. You need only pick up a newspaper, or magazine. Switch on the television. Or listen to the radio to hear the horror stories. So bearing this in mind, why would anyone look online for love? Is it in fact at all possible to connect with genuine people in this way? Success stories linked to the Internet are not unheard of. However first you must brush aside the love at first type tales. Yes these may happen, but not nearly often enough to make them of interest to us. Many people talk of the net as a dangerous menace and one that should be avoided at all costs. The Internet is like any major city, in that it has its beauty spots and its ghettos. Its high points and its fair share of lows. When it comes to the users we find online. Well these are the same people we might see on the street. An assortment of individuals from all walks of life. The reasons for going online and surfing the net are as numerous a

Bored? Wanna Help Me A With A Few Comments?
If anybody is bored or just would like to help me I'd appreciate it. I'm in a giveaway & need a total of 20,000 comments on a pic that a great friend graciously hosted for me. If you're interested here's the link... AND, If you want a really good friend add her too. You won;t be sorry, I promise :D Nassy V4mpir3 Bitch FUBAR WIFE OF CARNAGE NSFW@ fubar Thank you, KDM

A Warning To My Friends....
Beware of this woman... Donna bella@ fubar I was once Friends with her, we spoke for about a week or so, both on here and on the phone. Just friendly Conversations, nothing romantic or anything like that. After about a week or so, she said this to me. "You should leave your Girlfriend and be with me" keep in mind I have never met this woman... and she wants me to leave my girlfriend. Anyways, I told her not, that I would not do that, and I do not know how you can want a man who would do that, because who is to say he won't do the same to you. She then got mad, started flipping out, I then hung up the phone, she proceeded to try to text and call me before I blocked her number. Later that day when I go to visit my Girlfriend and spend the weekend I tell her about what happened, then the next morning, we wake up and she checks her fubar, and tells me, "omg, she msged me" She sent msges to my Girlfriend saying, I never told her I had a Girlfriend, that I was che

Never **** With A Juggler
I was In the Army. (Hard to believe, but true.) My duties that day were to be on gate guard. I received a phone call from inside the main building, so I handed the gate key to my friend Doogie. When I returned, Doogie was gone! And sitting by the gate, surrounded by his evil henchmen, was my arch-nemesis, Stewart. Obviously, Doogie was called away, and the key was in the hands of one of these mindless goons. Things did not look well for our hero. "Who has the key?" I asked. "You're the gate guard. Why don't you have the key?" sneered Stewart. I was not about to fall for his little game. Before I had come back outside, Stewart had been bragging to his cronies. "Watch this, I'm gonna **** with August." "Stewart," I challenged, "Give me the ****ing key." (I apologize, but we really did talk that way back in the Army.) "Here!" cackled Stewart, and with a flick of his hand, he threw the keys point blank at my chest. Now nearly everyone I know will be happy to verify the

Mammouth Springs
Mammoth Spring is the headwaters for the Spring River. Flowing at almost 10 million gallons of water per hour, the state's largest spring provides great canoeing and fishing on the river throughout the year. SECTION DESCRIBED: Mammoth Spring State Park to the Black River, a distance of about 57 miles. Characteristics There's no getting around the fact that Spring River is chilly. After all, nine million gallons--every hour--of 58 water is hard to ignore. But it is this volume of cool water that: 1) makes the Spring River a year-round float stream, and 2) allows the river to be regularly stocked with rainbow trout. Most Spring River canoe trips take place in the 17-mile stretch between Mammoth Spring State Park and Hardy, a historic town in northern Sharp County. This section is recommended for beginning to intermediate canoeists, and is very popular for family outings. The first half of this section begins at the base of Dam #3, a former hydropower structure located sout

My Love
My love for you is like a chain saw, Rough-cutting the forest of my resolve. My love for you is like a train wreck, Determined to happen, horrible yet fascinating. My love for you is like a fable, The longer it goes, the more meaning I find. My love for you is like a gargoyle, Meant to frighten evil, but sometimes frightens all. My love for you is like a cave, Dark and dangerous, but exiting. My love for you is like a madness. (No explanation necessary.) My love for you is like a cancer, Eating away at me from the inside. My love for you is total, Just thought you'd like to know. August

My Best Time
Well, she wasn't eighteen She was closer to forty And she didn't have a body like a supermodel More like an aging housewife There were scars on her stomach And she was self conscious about them But I wasn't there to see her scars I was there to hear her laugh I was there to drink in her eyes I was there because every time she looked at me. . . Every time she touched me. . . Every time she called me love She made me believe That there was nowhere else on earth That she would rather be, Than in my company right then And I was nervous It wasn't as if I'd never. . . Just, not a lot. . . The wine was good The lights went off The music came on Dun dun dun da da dun dun Dun dun dun da da dun dun That song from Queen I think Dun dun dun da da dun dun Dun dun dun da da dun dun Under Pressure And the beat was playing havoc with my rhythm And the wine was threatening my stamina But still she called me love She kept telling me, In a hundred subtle ways This was whe

Deleting..?
i might be deleting my fubar account. i dont see much of a point anymore. i cant add anymore pictures cause i no longer have a vic so my limit is full. and there are certain people that are very annoying and will never leave me alone. and ive been going through alot in my life lately.. idk. we will see.

Winding Roads...
Seasons and times come and go. sheding light on the truths of life, not many know why things are the way they are only that life places a song in ones heart, songs differ from peron to person, some sing songs of love where others only sing the blues, no one can fully understand the path that is set before them, they only hope to make sense of what they see, for many visions cloud there thoughts and memories traping them in a world which once was, seeing no way out they stumble and fall, for others the light shines bright, leading them to a path of peace and love, how does life determine who is destined for which path, maybe its the choises we make as we attempt to figure out or place on this planet, maybe its destin, maybe some are meant to be happy where others are not, Me I believe our choises lead us to our destiny, If we can look past the now, look past the pain, each step we take brings us closer to our destiny. but we cant reach it if we stop to look at the now, all happiness is

Oh That Is Just Sooo Cliché
Can you believe that? What's your sign? Can I buy you a drink? Everybody's doing it man. As if. . . Whatever. . . A watched pot never boils. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush If you kill two birds with one stone. Why, there's more than you can shake a stick at. You don't say. . . A stitch in time saves nine. Well I'll be. . . Haven't we met before? Was it in Paris? If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me? Take a long walk off a short pier. Walk west till your hat floats. Get lost Take a hike Drop dead Don't do me any favors. Trust me. I'm not that kind of girl. But will you respect me in the morning? Who loves ya baby? Alice, you're the greatest. He's dead Jim. To the Batcave Robin! All righty then. Hey dude Awesome man Groovy Like, totally tubular. Bitchin Hey buddy, spare a dime? Can I take your order? You want fries with that? But of course it's true. I'm on the spot here. Would I lie to you? Here's to you.

Bear Hunting
The Pope took a couple of days off to visit the rugged mountains of Alaska for some sightseeing. He was cruising along the campground in the Pope Mobile when there was a frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. A helpless Democrat, wearing sandals, shorts, a "Save the Whales" hat, and a "To Hell with Bush" T-shirt, was screaming while struggling frantically and thrashing around trying to free himself from the grasp of a 10-foot grizzly. As the Pope watched in horror, a group of Republican loggers came racing up. One quickly fired a 44 magnum into the bear's chest. The other two reached up and pulled the bleeding, semiconscious Democrat from the bear's grasp. Then using long clubs, the three loggers finished off the bear and two of them threw it onto the bed of their truck while the other tenderly placed the injured Democrat in the back seat. As they prepared to leave, the Pope summoned them to come over. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions!

Missouri River!
The upper Missouri River ran freely through Montana, North Dakota and South Dakota until six massive dam and reservoir projects were built during the second half of the twentieth century. This 1,500-mile stretch of river has long been central to the life and worship of 26 local Native American cultures, including the Lakota, Dakota and Nakota Sioux tribes and the Three Affiliated Tribes of North Dakota. On June 6, 2002 the Missouri River was listed by the National Trust for Historic Preservation (NTHP) as one of the 11 Most Endangered Historic Places in America. As Scott Jones, Cultural Resources Officer for the Lower Brule Sioux Tribe, said in a Senate hearing on June 4, “The river gave us life and the ability to sustain life. It is still sacred to my people today.” Report by Amy Corbin History Since the glaciers receded 12,500 years ago, the Missouri River has been used by generations of Native Americans as a site for settlement, trade, prayer and burial. There are 1,100 archaeo

If You Were To Die Tonight Would You Of Said All Your Good Byes Or?
Would you of said to all the friends ,family and loves ?. Or would there be words unsaid, that you couldnt bring yourself to say ?; Do you let all know now that you have love and care for them ;Or that they have made your life better by being in it?. Garth Brooks has a song if Tomorrow Never Comes. We all seem to want to say things, but we cant bring ourselves to, even when the end comes, We cant seem to express all , Yet we try not to have regrets ;as to what we have left others in our word and actions. Love is the way to let all know you were here and how you lived and felt .; You did live ;you did love and you will die but, you will over come and ressurrect to life again in Christ . Amen!!!!!

It's Been A Good Week So Far.....
Good morning or afternoon or evening? Some of you are a couple hours away and some are many hours away. It is kind of funny, for being a great week for the most part, it feels like the week is dragging. Does it to you? It feels like it should be at least Thursday! haha I was so tired last night that I got into bed around 8:30 and watched some tv for a while until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. (so no sex) I wake up a lot during the night because of the pain in my neck so I am not sleeping to well. I roll Biofreeze on my neck before I go to sleep and it wares off a few hours later and the pain starts all over again. I thin it is time to go to a doctor or something? Maybe chop off my head? Could be an idea! :o My son Christopher had a birthday last month and got a lot of money as gifts. Seemed to be all he got which is cool for a kid at 12. So he decided yesterday morning by looking at an add from the news paper that he wanted his own set of tools. I am not ta

Who Do You Love
who do you love? do you love your neighbor? (he said good morning to you do you love the mailman? (he brings the letters from your friends and family) do you love the paperboy? ( He brings the news you sometimes you dread) do you love the police dept? they keep you safe at night n day patroling your neighborhood do you love your friends on line and off? have u huggeed anyone yet? think you should? oh go on send hugs online.... hug the person nedt t o you, or your pet you'll love it..makes u feel loved huh? you should be loved folks....hug n love the people you're with or goin to be with here is Mine to you *~hugs~* and ya know what? i love ya all no matter what all my friends n fans peace :P

Survey Again...
1. To whom did you last give the finger? the guy that attacked me at work last nite 2. If you had 1,000 dollars what would you buy? a california king bed 3. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?: vanilla coke zero 4. Are you different now than you were 6 months ago?: the same 5.Have you kissed a boy/girl in the past 3 days? yes 6. What was the last photograph you took?: a pic of my private area...lol on my camera phone 7. Where were you last night around 9:30?: on my way home from work since I worked OT 8. What do you think of guys that wear eyeliner?: not really into guyliner 9. How many hours did you last sleep?: cant count...lol...left the lights on tho since I was fucking scared...had a few bad dreams here and there because of last nite...but I am still alive 10. Who was the last person to whom you spoke on the phone for over an hour? Jeff 11. 50 Cent shows up at your door, what do you do? Kick his MFing ass out 12. How was

Muses & Love
Sometimes I lose the words. And I'm a poet. . . So it's not as if they're behind the couch. And you'll never believe that I'm swept away. When normally, the words flow from my tongue with ease. As if I'd been practicing for years. But you can't lie in a poem. This isn't rehearsed. I'm winging it here. I'm making it up as I go, But that's not quite. . .accurate. I'm not, making it up. I'm thinking it, I'm living it, I'm breathing it, I'm being it into existence. I'm writing it down, Because you can't lie in a poem. The muses won't allow it. And one of those muses, Is a six foot two inch tall, blond, German Dominatrix in full fetish gear, Who only visits me twice a year, and doesn't leave until she's completely satisfied. And yet sometimes. . . I lose the words. And I stare mutely into your eyes. Where in God's name is the leather fraulein when I need her? Because you won't believe in love at first sight. Not from a poet. Not from a charmer. Not from me. But

Wtf Is Going On In The Library
We all know that the library is mainly for reading and checking your email(mainly) and sometimes even taking a nap(:)) and depending on where you live, getting drunk...but what is really going on behind those closed doors. I have seen people making out in the library, different types of deals going on in the back part of the so called place of reading...comment and tell me how you have abused the public library...but don't go into too much detail leave some for the imagination...and think, we all used to watch reading rainbow so innocently...pls comment

Mr. String
A friend of mine gave me a ring, And said that I must see the things, This man can do with only strings. "With string," he said "This man is king." This "King of string" was knot too tall, He was sort of stringlike after all. He said "Come on, we'll have a ball." "I'll show my tricks to one and all." He first said "Not, upon a string." And then with his wrist, did a fluid-like thing, And I thought him a bit of a ding-a-ling, For indeed, it was, upon the string. He next said "Not, behind the back." But indeed, behind him was where it was at. "Not around the foot, not from above." Each time he said "not" but then, there it was. He threw "slips" and "normals" and "cosmics" too, And more than one around his shoe. Then upon a bottle he placed anew, A golf ball! Then he strung that too! I approached him and said; "Mr. String you're hot" "I really liked your show a lot." "Can you tell me what it is you've got?" He grinned and replied, "you know. . . . . .I th

Miss Muffet I Presume?
On the blanket, a spider had landed, Walking his little spidey path. I had no interest in feeling his spidey feet, As they carried him across my bare leg. So I held out the paper, a compromise, A spidey ladder, a spidey lifeboat to safety! But Spidey wasn't going for it. He apparently thought my leg held much more adventure. An anonymous woman snatched the paper from my hand. She held it for this fickle spider and he climbed aboard. And I thought; 'How neat.' 'She likes saving spiders.' 'She is having fun being a spidey savior.' Suddenly, she overturned the spidey-raft, And unceremoniously dumped spidey into a bush. Much to my surprise, she turned to me and said; "Yeeech! I hate spiders." August

You Won't Believe What She Did!!!
I hope this will give you a laugh. I had to travel out of town last Wednesday. I got to the airport and was asked for my drivers license. All I could find was my expired license. The new one was missing. So what if they sent me to the potential terrorist line. I just had to deal with it lol. I had planned on charging my expenses to my AmEx card and getting reimbursed when I got back. I went to have dinner and a drink at one of the airports on my way and found it was missing. So, I'll use my BB&T card I thought. Also missing. Fortunately, I found my last bank card to use. While I was gone I was calling my office, my roommate, everyone I could think of to look for these cards for me. I remembered my purse had tipped over on my bed one night and thought maybe my roommate would find them on the floor of my bedroom, but she didn't. When I returned home and saw my daughters, ages 6 and 8, and told them of my adventures, my youngest said she thought she knew where they were so I

A Natural History Of Love
But man, could we kiss! We kissed for hours; we kissed inventively; we kissed extravagantly; we kissed delicately; we kissed torridly; we kissed timelessly; we kissed wildly; we kissed elaborately; we kissed furtively; we kissed soulfully; we kissed shamelessly, with all the robust sappiness of youth; we kissed as if kissing could save us from ourselves. It is as if we were two stars, tightly orbiting each other, each feeding on the other's gravity. Because nothing and no one in time or creation seems to matter more, a broken relationship rips the lining from the heart, crushes the rib cage, shatters the lens of hope, and produces a drama both tragic and predictable. Wailing out loud or silently, clawing at the world and at one's self, the abandoned lover mourns. Every face reminds him of hers. Every object is a trip wire to an explosively painful memory. She is perpetually present in her absence. Love doesn't exist in real time, only in anticipated time or remembered time. The only

Update On John Force
John remains in Dallas hospital while Ashley awaits team decision Compiled and written by the NHRA.com staff and Force Racing P.R.10/2/2007 Latest medical updates on 14-time NHRA champ John Force, who suffered serious injuries in a crash Sept. 23 at Texas Motorplex.Tuesday, Oct. 2, 10 a.m. CT: John Force's stay in the Dallas area might be longer than originally planned as the 14-time champion is now considering staying at Baylor University Medical Center throughout his rehabilitation process. Meanwhile, Force's race team is scrambling to upgrade the chassis' used by remaining drivers Robert Hight and Ashley Force in time for this weekend's race in Richmond, Va. Force has been in discussions with his doctors and family members to determine the best course of action for his ongoing recovery from his scary, high-speed accident nine days ago at the Texas Motorplex. Force suffered a broken left ankle, a severe laceration to his right knee, a dislocated left wrist, and a bevy of inj

Love
She said to me, "I want to give you a reason to come back." And I thought; That must be love, A reason to come back. She gave me a memory, unlike any other. But aren't they all? I came back. Planning to stay. I had my reasons. But she was gone. And I wept. For I thought I had given her, A reason to wait. And I thought; That must be love, A reason to wait. And I realize, all alone, Love has no reason. August

Letter From Exile
You asked for a letter. But what am I to say? What exactly is it that you want to hear? Do you want to hear that I miss you? I could tell you that I miss you. But that's not the truth. The truth won't fit in a simple single line. The truth won't look so good on paper. The truth is, that when you send me away. . . I feel relieved. I feel happy to be back in the one place that I'm comfortable in. The unknown. By myself, on my own. But that's not what you want to read. You want an invisible bond to link us together across the miles. That tether no longer exists. You severed the umbilical cord long ago. And I've long since given up on the idea of repairing it. You simply don't like me. Your mind is made up, and getting to know me won't change it. How I feel doesn't matter to you at all. So here's my letter from camp, Mom. Fifteen years late. I'm on my own and doing fine. With. . . indifference. Your son. August

A Lasting Impression
It's supposed to be easier than this. Your memory is supposed to fade, Like a photograph. My God it's been a year! Since I first saw you, Since I first touched you, Since I first spoke your name. And after all this time, I still remember. And there he he was. Jealous of our intimacy, Wanting to crack our code. Knowing that with every smile, Every wink, Every touch, Meant something that he couldn't fathom. And then you were gone. . . Quicksilver is not to be held, Save for a moment. No one understands Mercury better than I. But I still feel empty at your passing. It's been a year. That feeling should fade. It's supposed to be easier than this.

Rather Unorthodox!
It's funny I was on the floor filing and I noticed that everyone that went by was giving me a weird look. At first I thought it was weird cause I always sit on the floor when I'm filing. Then it hit me. I was filing while I was doing a split on the floor. I can be SO oblivious sometimes. lol

The Gifts You Could Offer Me
to the stranger who would take my heart how well do I know you without hearing your voice? do you word-speak truly, is there honesty’s glow in your dark eyes as you search my responses? intimate details seem so easy to disclose when your face remains hidden in my imagination perfection comes to mind, fantasies never admitted if you touch me in my secret places, love will surely grow tell me no more, offer me quickly the gift of your face of your voice of your soft caress of your life let me stop dreaming about your kisses, of your strong arms hoping that tomorrow after such tantalizing seduction I will feel less alone, somehow, that must be possible are there any guarantees that your heart is not already taken and belongs only to the mysterious air separating us in a land that I will never truly call home? no, my heart is not for sale — these gifts of innocent avowal belong to someone else pretending to know my desire and my silent tears when you dis

Famous...
When people start talking behind your back... Never mind them, because it proves that they are obsessed to make a story about you... Just remember... they are the reason why you should consider yourself FAMOUS! :-)

The Winnie
Okay so one story about Mr. Tal. He drove a Winnebago on every trip I went on with my youth group as a teenager. Being the person I am I adore sleep so given the opportunity to ride in the winnie for 5+ hours or a cramped up van what do you think I chose... He was older (one of the seniors in or church then) but he never showed it he always let us pick the radio station and would sing along when he could. We chose all the stops on the trip and he never once fussed if we wanted to stop 2 minutes after we had just gotten on the road. He gave us complete control over the CB which for us was the bomb. We were aloud to sit or lay where ever we wanted if it was the floor, the bed the table what ever.. He never once corrected anyone out of line no matter who you were or where you came from he would find the common bond to draw you to him and build on it. This man always had a smile on his face would bend over backward for one of "HIS KIDS" and did so many times with out one word to gui

Weird Creepy Stalkers
Ok. Have any of you ever chatted with someone on here and got friendly? Chatting and having good conversation and the person seems nice enough? Then it gets weird, everytime you come onto fubar they pop up and start sending messages, start saying things that just freak you out. Talking of commitment and you really dont know where that comes from? How do you tell that person to back off without being a total bitch? Hmmm I could really be a bitch but i am not that way. This person is totally delusional. I dont think he has a life at all. Fubar is his life I am thinking. Most of us are here for friends only. i know i am. I am not here to hook up with men. just wish some would realize that. So. what would you do? So what would you do?

Life
SOMETIMES WE NEED TO STOP ANALYZING THE PAST~STOP PLANNING THE FUTURE~STOP TRING TO FIGURE OUT PRECISELY HOW WE FEEL~STOP DECIDING WITH OUR MINDS WHAT WE WANT OUR HEART TO FEEL~SOMETIMES WE JUST HAVE TO GO WITH...."WHAT EVER HAPPENS HAPPENS"

Lyon - Rangers Champions League Mon The Gers
LAST NITES GAME Olympique Lyon vs. Glasgow Rangers CL Match 02.10.2007 Adam Vs Stuttgart Rangers - Stuttgart (2-1) UEFA Champions League 2007/2008 Rangers - Stuttgart by stutgart fan Rangers V Stuttgart Card Display Stuttgart vs. Barcelona CL Match 02.10.2007 Barcelona - Lyon & Rangers - Stuttgart CL Matches 19.09.2007

The Mind Thinks In Eternity
The mind thinks in eternity So if you are feeling sad, you feel you will forever feel sadness. It feels as though there is no end to the sadness. And so you fight it and struggle to break free from it rather than experience it. Same with being present. It can feel frightening to give up the mind and simply be present. It can feel as though you are giving up everything forever. But there is no eternity. There is only this moment. This very moment is an opportunity to be present. Just for this second, can you be present. Just for this second, can you allow yourself to experience what is here. To simply breathe and feel and watch. Because in just one second of being present, you are transformed. It only takes this one second to find peace. What happens beyond that is just an illusion in your mind.

Whats Up
sATURDAY ILL BE A YR OLDER...AND IM GONNA SPEND IT WITH FRIENDS...WERE GONNA HAVE A BBQ HERE AT THE HOUSE...THEN WERE GOIN OUT FOR DRINKS...I PLAN TO HAVE A NICE COMFY BUZZ ALL DAY LONG...MAYBE DANCE ON SOME TABLES..HA HA..NOT..IM AFRAID OF HEIGHTS..I MAY HAVE TO DANCE ON A CHAIR OR SOMETHING LOL...

Well Alrighty Then
Horoscope for today Travel becomes much more appealing and you may find that you're ready for a big new adventure much sooner than you had expected. It's simple to make the preparations, so go for it as soon as you can! Hmm, I wonder what that means?

I Need You
I need you more than the sun needs the sky I need you more then the moon needs the stars I need you more then a body needs a soul than an angel I need you more then a wolve needs to howl I need you more than a fish needs water I need you more then the earth needs rain I need you more than anything you are my everything my air my time my life and that will never change I need you beside me fighting the world and winning I need you like the birds need the wind ..> Becky

First Kiss
Your eyes meet, the soul fires, attraction undeniable. You talk about life, growing up, and the feelling of lonliness you have inside. He gets you. He understands what your talking about. He listens to you every word. A sweet word and you blush, he smiles, both your hearts skip a beat. He thinks your soulful, you think he's inspiring. fingers touch, electicity sparks. slowley he grabs you. Your breath is increased, your heart is racing. he pulls you in and places his lips to yours. Extacy is on your lips, heaven is in his arms. Your mouth is hot with passion. The need and want for more. Hes like a thirst you can't quench, A wind you can't tame, a hunger you can't fill. The erotic pleasure taking place in your mouth as you make love with your tongues. PURE HAPPINESS and the continuing need for more. more of this delicious exchange of saliva and taste. and the on going need for the first kiss.

Internets Is Serious Shit
->8 Inches: lmfao so your one snake is your trouser snake? thats sad ->8 Inches: thats ok i have some dick at home so i dont really need any strange 8 Inches: what the they, no snakes in ireland so not up to date with snakes 8 Inches: id say the are, its not a bad size though- >8 Inches: and if your one snake is your trouser snake i dont need to see it my snakes are bigger ->8 Inches: you dont do sarcasm much do you? 8 Inches: i never said it could, id like to see ur sweet ass is what i said and u have a beautiful smile ->8 Inches: hmm i didnt realize my ass could smile 8 Inches: thats a lot of snakes, i have 1 ->8 Inches: 250 8 Inches: i see u like snakes have u many? 8 Inches: i want to see ur sweet ass, u have a beautiful smile

Would You
Would you notice if I was gone, never more to grace this earth. Would you miss me if I were no more. would you remember any memory of me. would you recall my smile, my frowns, my tears, or my laughter. would you look back and think hmmm maybe if I did this then......... or am I really even gone or was I just a figmant of your imagination or was it you who was a figmant of mine.

I Am
Many people have asked me why I am so different from other people they have met in their daily lives. My answer, I am not who or what I seem to be. I am not who you think I am. I’m someone who cannot be seen with the eyes, but the heart. My being is something special, a creation unlike what you’d expect. I was woven and spun, and breathed into when I was made. My spirit was created in a place I will return one day. From the beginning of my existence my Maker has been my guide, my teacher, my protection, and my strength. He has given me the tools I need to live, wisdom to make the right choices, strength for the battles I will encounter, and faith to live the unknown life. I am not afraid. I am not alone. When no one is there to comfort me, my Maker is there. When no one is there to defend me, my Maker is there. He loves me even when no one else does. He has created in me the being he wanted me most to be. I am who I am supposed to be. I am in the right place. Though fear may try to tel

Wednesday Morning News
Good Morning Wicked Storm Crew! ~~The WSC Weather report -- Heavy downpours are expected over TxMom of 5. We were off to a great start yesterday but the weather turned decidedly nasty overnight, with our lead slipping. Get on it Crew, we can pick our lead back up. Below are her links: Tx Mom of 5 Celebrity News: Our Queen and King spotlight continues with our next Storm Queen who is Rebelgirl! Show her lots of Luv!! Rebelgirl~Member of WSC@ fubar Who should be next? We would like to do this everyday and the "Royal" does not have to a crew member just some one outstanding. So let us know who you think it should be! ~~More Celebrity News: Mr. Nice Guy certainly showed us all he could get down and dirty as the winner of our latest Bomb Off! He blasted his way to victory and as he is a very nice guy took it all humbly in stride. Way to Go!!! We Have Lots of new members!! We need more! Everyone wants to enter these huge contest we'll folks we got

Fake Or A Liar?
Ok, as I have been burned yet again.....I'll repeat myself. "I'm so sick of the fakeness that goes on on this site. Do whatever you have to do to make yourself feel good, because I could care less, but please don't bring it into my world." If you are fake or a liar please don't bother talking to me. I don't have the time or the energy to deal with you. Thank you! Have a nice day! :)

Not Impressed
So I watched the first episode of Cavemen last night. It pretty much lived down to my expectations. I can't see this series going past one season if it even makes it that far. It was mildly amusing, like the commercials are, but its definitely not series material.

It's Ahmazing!
How people try to be smarter than me. Or even think they can be. I don't understand why people would think that they could get the upperhand on me. I mean, seriously. Don't you pay attention? I'm the epicenter of most of the things that I do. In other words, I have a look at everything that's going on and I direct the flow. Never try to outdo someone you don't really know. It'll never work. Especially not when it's me. :D

Remember This
i dont believe this is possible.. but ok. Body: if your a nice guy.. read this if your a jerk...learn this ladies: this will make you tear up :) fellas: read it, all of it! :) 1-touch her waist 2-talk to her 3-share secrets 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-let her be with you when you're with your friends keep reading 11-smile with her 12-take pics 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 cant get to her friends. it makes her feel loved Are you thinking about someone? 16-always hug her and say "i love you" when you see her 17-kiss her unexpectedly 18-HUG HER FROM BEHIND AROUND THE WAIST, and hold her there, just like that and whisper something into her ear. 19-tell her shes beautiful! 20-

This Day Is A Day Of Our Lord>>todays Thought Is >>>
This day is given to thee out of love; to do as we can see to help another. yet some are to busy and life goes on and they do their daily chore. but then something will happen along the way when a stranger is in need, will you listen or try to help . will you walk on and not see or hear , do you know God says ; do unto these as I have done unto you. If you turn away , I (God) will turn from you too. God< is that person ,he is showing thru them to reach you. If your kindness shows thur and love then , God sees your heart, and yet if you turn away he knows your of hardend heart and can shed no love. Then your lost .. hugs all ; just a thought of today; hugs all diana

All My Family And Friends
Myspace Comments hey there to all my friends and family sorry I haven't been around lately just been busy with the grandkids and work right now trying to get my truck up and running so I need all the money I can get ya know. I thank those who still stop by and show me love even though I haven't been around. Just got some things in my life right now I'm working through that will make a big difference in my future life don't worrry its all good thats for sure!!!!

10-3-07
You're well-known for your flexibility, though it may be a bit tougher than usual to really pull it off today. If you can, though, you should find that things go much more smoothly in the near future. ************************************************************************ I am very bendy *wink* ha ha ha sounds like a good plan *wink* ha ha ha. Love you all, have a great day.....

Ignorant Ppl.
WHY do some guys think that all women want nasty/explicit comment and/or talk? WHY do some guys think that it is perfectly acceptable to behave in this way without knowing whether it is welcome or not? WHY do some guys think that just because some women like it, that all do? FYI... THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT OR ON MY PROFILE/PICS THAT EVEN REMOTELY SUGGESTS THAT I'M INTERESTED IN THAT.......... IF YA DON'T LIKE IT....... POOF AND BE GONE!

Deed Well Done
I see you from afar, Dark and aromatic.... As I have always remembered you being. I am held in your magnetic gaze, Drawn closer and closer to the radiating heat, Of your form.... Lost forever in anticipation... As I yearn to taste you.... that taste i crave It matters not... For I need to be inside you that warm wet place Filling you with my hardness hips meeting hips grinding... biting each other in a rage of lust All the energy, vitality you always bring to me... I am awakened when I have you near. Steam rises from our bodys i feel your pussy grip me and drain me of my cum.... ravenous rumbles of your seductive voice, Intensifies....and intensifies still.... Until you are exhausted and empty... And the deed is done.

In The Process Of Moving
Just wanted to make sure everyone knows I'm in the process of moving so I won't be on that much, I'm not leaving fubar but won't be spending nearly as much time on here as before so if ya don't hear from me for a while that's why. I love ya'll and hope everyone is doing well. Take care & hope to hear from ya soon :)

Heres To The Future!!!!
Wow...!!! Life has a funny way of knocking you down at the very moment that you feel like you are on top of the world... Over the last month I have truly realized that I'm really not on top of anything right now... Ive realized that I have definitely come far, but at the very same time, I'm still gullible and nieve. Nieve in believing and trusting in people and life more than what I should. I have this picture perfect/happy ending in my mind that I just seem to focus on....like everything will work itself out in the end... dumb right? Tell me about it... I live in the past too much...I love too much and I hurt too much.... I'm at fault in this too....At fault for knowing beforehand and yet still going forward with something that I knew would end again anyways... Going forward because I was in love with the past and what I thought things could and would be if I would just give it another chance... It's one thing to make a mistake once...but to make a mistake over and over is a ser

Kitchen Bitch
KITCHEN BITCH A mother was working in the kitchen listening to her 5 year old son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son saying, "All you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now...cause this is the last stop!” And all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in the train...cause we're going down the tracks. " The horrified mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train...but I want you to use nice language. Two hours later, the son came out of the bedroom and resumed playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say..."All passengers, please remember your things, thank you and hope your trip was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us again soon.” She heard her little darling continue... "For those of you ju

Cancer Candle 4 My Dad
Cancer Candle All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.Even if it's to one more person.In memory of anyone you know that has been struck down by cancer.A Candle Loses Nothing by Lighting Another Candle.Please Keep This Candle Going!Thank you

New Start And End Times
Change in start and end times. This is due to my work schedule. Folder will be open saturday night at 11pm . and will close the following sat 11pm. both times are eastern standard time . start oct 13 at 11pm end oct 20 at11 pm thanks i am on call and my hours change if things change i wil let you now thanks bingo

Nap
I want to take a nap because I feel so drained, but I know if I do that Tiger will be upset if he comes home at lunch and I don't have something ready for him to eat since I'm home. My doc appointment isn't till 2 and he comes home at 11:30. Maybe I'll just stay up get his food then take a short nap before the doctor appointment. Maybe I should make a mumm to figure out what to do :O LOL BLaaaaaaaaaR!

Galations 5; 13 -16; - 26 ;verse
13 ; For brethern, ye have been called unto liberty ; use not liberty for ocasion to the flesh, by love serve one another. 16 ; This I say then ; walk in the Spirit,and ye shall not fufill the lust of the flesh.. 22; the fruit of the spirit is love,peace, joy,longsuffering, gentelness, goodness, and faith. 23 ; Meekness,temperance, against such there is no law. 24; and they that are Christ have crussified the flesh wiith the affections and love. 25; if we live in the spirit let us walk in the spirit. 26 ; Let us not be desirous of vain glory, provoking one another envying one another. Alleheluia !!! God has give these words for us to live by; They are recored for us; thru history in the Bilble, And if we,d live by them , There be no hate , no way of sin; If Adam and Eve would of not ate the apple, as God had instructed. But today; We can try to do all with in us ,to show love not hate ; Things can improve ,one person at a time thru God,s Word and a person,

Please Pay Ur Respects, I Couldnt Imagine. Rip Precious Baby Girl
LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO BABY BREANNA.SHE IS 2 MTHS OLD.HER MOTHER FOUND HER IN THE BED NOT BREATHING.SHE WAS CARRIED TO THE HOSPITAL AND HAD TO BE PUT ON MACHINES.THEY ARE SAYING THAT SHE'S NOT GOING TO MAKE IT.BABY BREANNA ISN'T DOING VERY GOOD TONIGHT HER SITUATION HAS WORSENED PLEASE PRAYER FOR THIS SWEET BABY.BELOW IS BREANNA AND BELOW THAT IS A LINK TO HER FAMILY WITH MORE PICS PLEASE SHOW LOVE AND PRAYERS!!! UPDATE - WE LOST BREANNA RIP BABY GIRL THIS IS CASSIE, BREANNA'S MOM cassie@ fubar THIS IS MONIQUE HER GRANDMA Monique@ fubar

Year 2007
You know you are living in 2007 when you.............. 1. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries. 2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years. 3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of three. 4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you. 5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses. 6. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave 7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen. 8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it. 10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee. 11. You're reading this and nodding and laughing. 12. Even worse,

Vets Make Good Money
One Sunday, in counting the money in the weekly offering, the pastor of a small church found a pink envelope containing $1000. It happened again the next week. The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was collected and saw a little old lady put the distinctive pink envelope in the plate. This went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome by curiosity, approached her. "Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate," he stated. "Why yes," she replied, "every week my son sends me money, and I give some of it to the church." The pastor replied, "That's wonderful, how much does he send you?" The old lady said, "$10,000 a week." The pastor was amazed. "Your son is very successful; what does he do for a living?" "He is a veterinarian," she answered. "That is an honorable profession," the pastor said. "Where does he practice?" The old lady said proudly, "In Nevada. He has two cat houses in Las Vegas and one

Give Jeff Smithart A Hot Dang Everyday
ON SOUNDCLICK ,COM ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Jeff Smithart & Private Stock Date: Oct 3, 2007 7:02 AM When we set up Jeff's song "It's all Over" we somehow clicked the wrong BUTTON and the song was turned off on the Chart, So PLEASE RE-VOTE and Vote Every Day.Thank YouJeff Smithart Support Team

Measure Up
A guy walked into a bar with his pet monkey and ordered a drink. While he was drinking, the monkey jumped all around the place. It grabbed some olives off the bar and ate them, then grabbed some sliced limes and ate them. It jumped onto the pool table, took one of the billiard balls, stuck it in his mouth, and to everyone's amazement, somehow swallowed it whole. The bartender screamed at the guy, "Did you see what your monkey just did?" The guy said, "No, what?" "He just ate a billiard ball off my pool table...whole!" "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy, "he eats everything in sight. Sorry, I'll pay for the cue ball and stuff." He finished his drink, paid his bar bill along with the stuff the monkey ate and walked out. Two weeks later he came into the bar again along with his monkey. He ordered a drink and the monkey started running around the bar as before. While the man was finishing his drink, the monkey found a maraschino cherry

-----------------------i Love You--------------------
love you for so many reasons,large and small ,and all of them are wonderful I LOVE YOU for all, the special qualities, that make you "you"one of a kind, the only one in the world for me. i love you for the things you say, that bring such specialmeaning in my life. andi love you for the siknet times, when your eyes and your arms tell me all i want to know. i love thinking of all the adventure we may share, the olaces we may go. the discoveries we may make together, i love you because you know how to bring out the best in me, i love you...just because i do...because now, in aplace where there was nothing before, is the deepest part of my heat,,,there is love

Ugh...
So this guy i know tells me he really likes me last night...which is good I suppose because I like him too...but as the night progressed I started hearing different things from different people that kind of made me question how many other girls he has been talking to.... It really kind of sucks because he actually told me he was interested in me a few months back, but I was already talking to someone at the time.... I don't know what I want to do about this situation...I don't know if I should just tell him forget it, or if I should just go ahead and proceed like I don't know, or if I should just talk to him about it and see what he says...I'm not sure how much good it would do to talk to him because who really knows if it will solve anything.... I am really confused about the situation and I really don't know what I'm going to do about it....I don't want to step on anyone's toes either which makes it all the more difficult..... Damn..........

The Tractor
DAMN TRACTOR! A farmer has three sons. One day, his oldest boy comes to him and pleads with him that he is graduating from school and would really like to get a car. His father says, "Son, come with me." He takes him to the barn and points to the farm tractor and says, "That tractor is needed here on the farm and I promise that as soon as it's paid for, we'll get you a car." The boy was not too happy but he did understand that situation and said, "Okay, Dad." A week later, his second son (10 years old) approaches him wanting a new two-wheel bicycle. Well, he gets the same excuse . "as soon as that tractor is paid for . . " Shortly, a few days later, son number 3, his youngest, comes bugging him for a tricycle. Again, ol' Dad gives him the lecture about the tractor being paid for first. While leaving the barn, the young boy, more than a little disgusted with the whole thing, sees

Liberty Yet So Not Misleading....
AtomFilms.com: Funny Videos | Funny Cartoons | Comedy Central Much to the surprise and delight of their coworkers, two women's conversation about "self improvement" becomes very touchy-feely. Funny, yet so typical of women the way they relate to one another. Well...only fuels male fantasies !

Contest Link
Ok guys I gave in and joined a contest lol...It starts today at 10 am est and ends Oct 10th at 9PM eastern...If any of you are bored or need points could you help me out? I would greatly appreciate it!! Thank you all.

A Weapon Of Mass Destruction....or Terrorism By Easter Bunny
Everyone has friends. At least we hope so. People we can tell anything to. People who will understand us, even when we have made complete jackasses of ourselves. My best friend is Sean. We have been friends for almost 22 years. It's frightening to know that he knows more about me than I know about myself. Being Italian, it's a big joke in our family about the Mob. We aren't "those kind" of Italians. We just laugh about them. People say "good friends will help you move the body" Sean would say, "But, Marina knows who did it." He's Irish, what does he know? Nothing except Guinness. Anyway, Sean came over to annoy me last night. This is the true definition of a friend. He drove 2 hours to sit and watch me fall asleep on the couch. I'm sure there are pics somewhere of me drooling onto the pillow. But I won't see them, until he posts them somewhere. At precisely 8:48pm last night, an explosion echoed through Rockford, IL. The reverberations sent tremors all the wa

Good Morning Va
hello everyone just wanted to get up and my folks and friends hello man this week is not going fast like i want it to but hope yalls go betta than mine and like always SDMF to all my BLS BROTHERS AND SISTER

Club Created!
Greetings! (No you are NOT being drafted, hehe) This is to announce the creation of the fubar Disabled Dirty Old Men club! It's about time we had a place to hang out and oogle sexy women. I would also like to announce the start of the fubar DDOM Recommendation Award! This award will be attached as a comment to photos of the fairer sex that deserve to be drooled over! - Get Your Own Also today begins our perpetual membership drive. If you Have a problem walking, Have a problem grasping things (like a well shaped butt cheek), Don't have the stamina you used to have (little blue pill REQUIRED, not Optional)then come join our club and hang out and oogle women! Disabled Dirty old Women welcome too. - Get Your Own [IMG]http://img291.rockyou.com/imagehost/4/4250/4250251/4250251_80456f221191420587_m.jpg[/IMG]

Today On World Rock Radio
Click banner to enter lounge 12:00PM EST (Noon) For requests, hit me up on yahoo at krayzeecreeme Click banner to visit Cujo's MySpace page! 2:00PM EST For requests, hit me up on yahoo at mystic_druid_777 Click banner to visit Mystic's MySpace page! 4:00PM EST For requests, hit me up on yahoo at sweetnloveable35 Click banner to visit Kazz's MySpace page! 6:00PM EST Tonight on Rebbi's Rambunctious Noize..at 8pm...Hair Band Wednesday..Great Rock from Guys who wear more hairspray and makeup than I do...plus the latest in rock news, Foamy The Squirrel and non stop rock for 2 hours.. this is step 1 in my evil nefarious plan to rock the world til it screams no more. Rebbi's Rambunctious Noize on WORLDROCKRADIO.COM FROM 8-10PM est. To get in a request... shoot me an IM AOL IM: BunniRockRadio Yahoo IM: BunniRockRadio Click banner to visit Rebbi's MySpace page! 8:00PM EST For requests, hit me up on yahoo at shotdaddy2004 Click ba

I Am Just A Security Guard....
Well last nite I went in for some overtime and covered for second shift. Lets just say that I am very scared. I got grabbed by someone...not sure who. I couldnt pull out the knife that Michael gave me to use. I went to go "wander" again for my rounds and Jody suggested the last time to go backwards. Because the back of the plant is confusing. So I thought I would do that last nite. Well when I went to the back door I got grabbed. I struggled of course...tried to get in my pocket for the knife and I couldnt. Dave from the truck gate saw what was going on he called police...they came out...pretty fast IMO, scared the guy away. I ended up with a scratch on my left wrist and a bruise here and there on my leg...and lack of sleep. LOL. But I am ok...still shaken...but ok. So I am alive sorry about your luck. Kinda nervous about going in tonite. But I just have to keep getting back on that horse...lol. That was the adventure of my nite. My back fucking hurts. I have tak

Great News 4 Me
LOL THINGS ARE GOING GOOD FOR ME FINALLY...IM SORRY 2DAY NO ONE CAN BRING ME DOWN LOL... YES LIFE IS HARD N IM IN SCHOOL WITH TOO MUCH 2 DO N THATS NOT EVEN BRINGING MY SPIRIT DOWN LOL I APPLIED FOR A JOB OVER THE SUMMER N I THOUGHT I WASNT QUALIFIED CUZ NO ONE EVER GOT BACK 2 ME N 2DAY IGOT THE CALL N I START TRAINING IN 2 WEEKS N I WILL HAVE MY CONTRACT DISCUSSED WITH ME LOL I CANT WAIT LOL...N I HAVE A GOOD MAN BY MY SIDE THAT I AM ALWAYS LOOKING FORWARD 2 TALKING 2 HIM I CALLED HIM 2DAY N TOLD HIM THE GOOD NEWS N HE WAS HAPPY 4 ME LOL EVEN MY MOM WAS EXCITED CUZ SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH I LOVE 2 WORK LOL.. GOD N THE GODDESS R SMILING ON ME 2DAY I SEE... I FEEL HAPPY N LUCK LOVE TESS

My Life
Well,as many of you know, I'm in the midst of a divorce. It's been a long time coming and I finally asked him to leave. I am sorry for the pain that I've caused him, yet content with my decision. Perhaps some understand as others will belittle. Either way, I will go on. I miss my step children more than I can express and I try to keep it in for the sake of everyone around me. Alot of people don't agree with the decisions I'm making in my life right now, but it's my life to live. I'm not harming my children nor am I doing anything illegal so others will learn to cope. As i always say, if you aren't feeding me, fucking me, or paying my bills, don't try telling me what to do. Offer an opinion any time, then back off and let me do what I will with it. If I fall on my ass, it's for me to pick myself up again and keep going. Real friends will be there regardless, possibly laughing as I hit my ass, but there with a hand up tellling me to try again...lol... yeah ya'll know who you are... by th

Masquerade
This poem was written by a man from New York. With his permission I would like to share it with you. Masquerade I see my struggle when I look in the mirror At my body, sore and tender Yet another dose of reality making it all seem clearer My strength tested for as long as I can remember I rely on my strong sense of pride And with my head held high and proud I challenge this journey with mighty stride To escape the curse of this painful shroud As time goes on we hold fast to our stand With our voices soaring high The end of this masquerade is close at hand Our fight continues-another day going by It doesn't discriminate so I'm as strong as I can The silence is over from your fellow Man. (This poem is dedicated to all the quiet stories of men who suffer from Breast Cancer. The silent victims of this horrific disease need not be ashamed or emasculated, but rather stand united on the front to eradicate Breast Cancer with our more rec

A Financial Secret
There is one thing certain about our economy - it is uncertain . There are periods when "consumer confidence" is high . The United States government presents glowing reports of a reduced national debt. Interest rates are low and unemployment is down . The flip side of the coin is our trade deficit is enormous . The stock market is extremely volatile and the word economy is shaky . {{ Norman Cousins , editor of the "Saturday Review " , made a very perceptive statement about 40 years ago . }} It was true then , but it's even truer now . " We are so busy extending ourselves and increasing the size and ornamentation of our personal kingdom that we have hardly considered that no age in history has had so many loose props under it as our own . " We are so busy buying that we have failed to realize there are some moral screws loose in our society . The foundation is cracking . We might be just investing our money in the wrong places . The Bible presents eternal financial principles that make

Its Crazy How I Feel
its crazy how I feel you make me smile you make me laugh then you take it all back my world floods swiftly and the dawen becomes dusk it's crazy how I feel like a child, so carefree my heart gives way to your words but my walls stay thick my words grow quick and then we sit it's crazy how I feel like I have no controll as if deep inside I can (not) cry then you show me how everything I do is wrong as you hold me saying " I've loved you all along" its crazy how I feel you make me crazy you make me wild I hate how much I love you my needs, my wants all my secrets ment for me Its crazy how I feel

Pride
Anyone who knows me or have talked to me for any length of time knows that my children are my life. so this will be about my oldest. I call him J.D. but if you want to check him out and show some love before he leaves he is fubar member harbinger101. I was sixteen when I had him. I could have given up and become a product of my environment but I couldn't. I finished school on time and with my class so my son would be proud of me. from the time he was six he wanted to be a police officer. I taught him to follow his dreams. I encouraged him to do what he needed to do to achieve that goal. never in his life has he ever done anything half way. so I was surprised when he called to tell me he was joining the national guard reserves. i support every branch of the military but I didn't understand this. I have alway supported and protected my children. but I had to ask WHY? so he started explaining why he was joining the military and I said no.... this was not what I meant. why was he only go

Toll Free Information Numbers
Toll Free Information Numbers American Cancer Society 1-800-ACS-2345 Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation 1-800-I'M-AWARE To Visit the site: http://cms.komen.org/komen/index.htm Inflammatory Breast Cancer 1-877-STOP-IBC (1-877-786-7422) Encore Plus Program of the YWCA Office of Women's Health Initiatives Telephone: 1-800-953-7587 or 202-628-3636 Internet Address: http://www.ywca.org/site/pp.asp?c=djISI6PIKpG&b=284783 National Alliance of Breast Cancer Organizations (NABCO) Telephone: 212-719-0154 Internet Address: http://www.nabco.org/ National Breast Cancer Coalition 1707 L Street, NW, Suite 1060 Washington, DC 20036 Telephone: 202-296-7477 http://www.natlbcc.org/ National Cancer Institute, Cancer Information Service Telephone: 1-800-4-CANCER Internet Address: http://www.cancer.gov/ Y-Me National Breast Cancer Hot line Telephone: 1-800-221-2141, 1-800-986-9505 (Spanish) Internet Address: http://www.y-me.org/ Other sites that may be o

Photo Folders...
... all seem to be working again... What with one thing and another, some of the ratings/comments seem to have been lost, so if you're feeling benevolent, can you pop by & spare a rate for the odd one or two -- please...? Thanks a million, if you do...

So Tired
Do you ever get that feeling of just being so tired you can't seem to cope? You just want to sleep forever. You don't want to do anything that just isn't important enough to do. I am feeling that way today. I am so tired and it takes twice as much work just to put one foot in front of the other. I hate that feeling. I just feel like I can't deal with anything today. I don't understand that. I know I shouldn't be this tired or feel this way but I do. I don't know what is wrong with me today. My energy is so low that it is taking so much coffee to keep me going. Its crazy!

Breast Cancer Facts - Men Get Breast Cancer Too
This is National Breast Cancer Month. I hope and pray that I help some one to get a mammogram. For females, please do self- examination of your breasts- one week after your period. Men reading this, please do your self exams and report any changes in your breasts or nipples. Unfortunately, men get Breast Cancer too... One of the most common cancers among Black women, as you may know, is Breast Cancer. And that, my friends, is only surpassed by the number one culprit Lung Cancer. More than 217, 000 people will be affected by Breast Cancer this year. Now tell me that this fact isn’t a good reason for us to feel some fear. Every 2 minutes, my friends, a woman is diagnosed with Breast Cancer. And every 13 minutes because of Breast Cancer, one woman’s life is over. Imagine, 20,000 newly diagnosed cases are expected to occur among Black Women. Of that, 57 hundred Black Women, because of Breast Cancer, will leave this earth my friend. Black Women 5 year survival rate is 74%. C

Hornyscopes: I Am Aquarius And It Gives Me Chills....lol....anyone Up For Some Fun Today? ;)
Hornyscopes AQUARIUS - Jan 21 - Feb 19 Ruling Planet: URANUS. The God of unexpected sexual twists and turns Aquarians make much better friends than lovers, but when a typical Aquarian gets some bang-bang, it's more an intellectual experience than an emotional one. Looks aren't important to Aquarians in a relationship; it's the mind and spirit of a lover that turns Aquarius on. They are very entertaining in bed and are probably the most inventive of all the signs. Mental stimulation is more important to them than physical, which means that pornography gets them hot! Aquarians are impatient and like sex to be fast and satisfying. They are very particular about hygiene and contraception and sleeping around holds little interest for them. FAVE POSITION Mutual masturbation. BEST SEX TOY A Dildo. Whether gay, straight, male or female, Aquarians will have some fun with this. AQUARIUS MALE IN BED He has amazing staying power in the sack. He can keep at it and control

Wiish My Meetings Had This Impact............
AtomFilms.com: Funny Videos | Funny Cartoons | Comedy Central Business meetings have never been this much of a turn-on. For one woman anyway, who feels the need to, errr, relieve some tension. This boardroom is anything but boring. Now who'd like to shake her hand ? Bottomline... Likey likey - more of stacey please -

Doing Ok 4 Now
MY NAME IS LITELWHITEDUV I AM DUSTY'S WIFE. DUSTY/ SOMETIMES CALLED RUNINBARE1949/ SUFFERED A NEAR FATAL HEART ATTACK ON FRIDAY SEPT. 28. AFTER CALLING 911 AND RIDEING TO THE HOSPITAL WITH HIM IN THE AMBULANCE WE WERE AFRAID HE WOULDNT EVEN MAKE IT TO THERE. THE DOCTORS OPERATED ON HIM AND UNCLOGGED AN ARTERY THAT WAS 100% CLOGGED AND PUT ANOTHER STINT IN. THIS WAS HIS 3RD SERIOUS HEART ATTACK IN 5 AND A HALF YEARS. IF HE FOLLOWS DOCS ORDERS OF STRICT DIET, EXERCISE AND QUIT SMOKING/ WHICH THE 1ST THING HE DID ON WALKING OUT THEIR FRONT DOOR WAS TO LITE UP/ GO FIGURE HUH/ HE SHOULD HAVE QUIET A FEW MORE YEARS LEFT. HE IS NOW HOME WITH ORDERS TO TAKE IT EASY. HE HAS BEEN MY BEST FRIEND SINCE WE WERE 8/ MY LOVER SINCE WE WERE 16/ AND MY HUSBAND AND FATHER OF OUR CHILDREN FOR 37 YEARS. HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN THERE WITH LOVE, ENCOURAGEMENT, AND SUPPORT/ WELL ALMOST ALWAYS. I AM ASKING HIS FRIENDS TO SEND HIM ENCOURAGEMENT TO HELP HIM BE STRONG. I AM A VERY DETERMINED WOMAN AND

A Very Loud Woman
A very loud, very unattractive, mean-acting woman walked into Wal-Mart with her two kids, yelling obscenities at them all the way through the entrance. The Wal-Mart Greeter said pleasantly "Good morning, and welcome to Wal-Mart. Nice children you have there. Are they twins?" The ugly woman stopped yelling long enough to say, "Hell no they ain't. The oldest one's 9 and the other one's 7. Why the hell would you think they're twins? Are you blind, or just stupid?" "I'm neither blind nor stupid, Ma'am," replied the greeter. "I just couldn't believe you got laid twice. Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart."

Mass. Goverment Sucks
The State of Massachusetts has Canceled my Health Coverage because I didn't put in change of address.Social Security Disability short changed me $105. Which is my VIP cash an Cash to fix my Computer,+ Booze money.My account is totally useless with out VIP.I will complicate this shortage an decide what is Best.Ty a Defiant Lord Wolf

Why Couples Dont Have Sex
why couples dont have sex Dear Wife, During the past year I have tried to make love to you 365 times. I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of once every ten days. The following is a list of why I did not succeed more often: 54 times the sheets were clean 17 times it was too late 49 times you were too tired 20 times it was too hot 15 times you pretended to be asleep 22 times you had a headache 17 times you were afraid of waking the baby 16 times you said you were too sore 12 times it was the wrong time of the month 19 times you had to get up early 9 times you said weren't in the mood 7 times you were sunburned 6 times you were watching the late show 5 times you didn't want to mess up your new hairdo 3 times you said the neighbors would hear us 9 times you said your mother would hear us Of the 36 times I did succeed, the activity was not satisfactory because: 6 times you just laid there 8 times you reminded me there's a crack in the ceiling 4 tim

Colonoscopy
The Colonoscopy All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was the one in charge. "I should be in charge," said the brain, "Because I run all the body's systems, so without me nothing would happen." "I should be in charge," said the blood , "because I circulate oxygen all over so without me you'd all waste away." "I should be in charge," said the stomach , "because I process food and give all of you energy." "I should be in charge," said the legs, "because I carry the body wherever it needs to go." "I should be in charge," said the eyes, "Because I allow the body to see where it goes." "I should be in charge," said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for waste removal." All the other body parts laughed at the rectum and insulted him, so in a huff, he shut down tight. Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery, an

Funny (stupid People)
ONE: Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets. "We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager at the counter. "You don't?" I replied. "We only have six, nine, or Twelve," was the reply. "So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?" "That's right." So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets TWO: I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I picked up one of those "dividers" that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed. After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the "divider", looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it Not finding the bar code she said to me, "Do you know how much this is?" I said to her "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'll buy that today." She said "OK," and I p