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Papaya-marinated Grilled Flank Steak
Papaya-Marinated Grilled Flank Steak Need a new take on steak? Try this one! The enzymes in the papaya help to tenderize the meat while adding zesty flavor, and a bit of reserved marinade makes a deliciously fruity dipping sauce. Credit: Rori Trovato Servings: 4 Ingredients: * 1 very ripe papaya, peeled and seeded * 1/2 cup soy sauce * 3 large garlic cloves, minced * 2 pounds flank steak Directions: In a large bowl, combine the papaya, soy sauce and garlic. Using the back of a fork, smash the papaya until it forms a chunky paste. Remove 1/2 cup of the marinade and refrigerate. Add the flank steak and a generous amount of salt and pepper to the remaining marinade and refrigerate overnight, turning once. Heat a grill or grill pan to medium-high. Remove any excess marinade from the steak and discard. Grill each side of the steak for 5 to 7 minutes for medium rare. Allow to sit for 10 minutes on a cutting board, then slice against the grain into 1

Papa Roach - The Paramour Sessions
This CD is by far the most highly energized CD that I have heard. I consider myself a music fan, and I will admit that this CD is by far the best one that they have put out, alas...the first one is always the best one....Infest will remain my fav. CD by Papa Roach. This CD has a lot of very good songs on it, the most popular one out that's off this CD is 'Forever'. This song sits the whole tone for the album. However, it is not to be totally the entire album. For you MONDAY NIGHT RAW fans, the intro music from (...TO BE LOVED) is also included in this CD, it's the first track. For those of you that didn't know, PAPA ROACH has been used for WWF/WWE events for a while now. Along with the greats of OZZY, SLIPKNOT, MEGADEATH, and TOOL to name a few. This is by far the BEST CD for the money. I went to three local music shops before I found a copy of it. From what I get at the local Guru store here, it's been that way for a few months. I would highly suggest that if you are a PAPA

Papa Roach - Take Me
Take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out I lit my pain on fire and I watched it all burn down and now I'm dancing in the ashes and there's no one else around Because I wanna be a part of something This is just a story of a broken soul As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem to let this all pass me by So take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out I'm burning in the heavens and I'm drowning in the hell My soul is in a coma and none of my friends can tell That I'm reaching out and getting nothing This is just a story of a broken soul As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem to let this all pass me by So take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in Don't break me and shut me out Don't shut me out Does anyone around me feel the same Just put your fist up and vent you

Papa Roach - Infest
The freshman album from the smash hit group PAPA ROACH. Infest was their first album, and ticket to the big time. The song 'Last Resort' was a smash hit, and went othte top of the charts, and in my opinion launched this band to what they are today. I would highly encourage you to check out their freshman album. Just the song 'Last Resort' alone gave fans, and new comers the ability to 'rage' about things, not only that, but to hear it from a group that would go on to being a chart topper. There are a number of great songs on this one album alone, for instance 'Blood Brothers' is a hell of a song, and there's many more to list. However, the only thing I can tell you is that thet aren't much different then when they started out. I think that the popluar opinion was that they were a 'grunge' band, however, in the past few years they seemed to have gone 'mainstream' around these parts. However, while going mainstream, they have yet to sell out, and I highly doubt they will. They

Paparazzi And Stalkers
I don't know how we got onto the topic yesterday but my sister and I started comparing the paparazzi...Probably because of the movie shown on TV, about Princess Diana being the victim of a murder plot. It's been 10 years, time to let the poor women rest in peace. She probably isn't dead anyway. She's probably cavorting on some Greek Isle with Elvis, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison and Jimmy Hoffa. They would do anything to get piece of mind. Paparazzi: ...to stalkers Frankly we couldn't come up with many differences. Both follow people everywhere. Both watch you at all times. The only difference is that we could seem to come up with is the fact that stalking is illegal. Does this mean that if you give the creepy guy in the tree a camera it's perfectly ok? Also, how does one get into these things? Who as a kid says, "You know, I want to have no life and just follow and watch someone else's life. I want to take pictures of famous people at all times of the da

Papa Roach - Between Angels And Insects
There's no money, there's no possessions, only obsession I don't need that shit, take my money, take my obsession I just wanna be heard, loud and clear are my words, comin’ from within man Tell ‘em what you heard, it's about a revolution In your heart and in your mind, you can find the conclusion Lifestyle and obsession, diamond rings get you nothin’ but a lifelong lesson And your pocketbook stressin’, you're a slave to the system Workin jobs that you hate, for that shit you don't need It's too bad the world is based on greed, step back and see Stop thinkin’ bout yourself, start thinkin’ bout There's no money, there's no possession, only obsession, I don't need that shit Take my money, take my possession, take my obsession, I don't need that shit Cuz everything is nothing, and emptiness is in everything This reality is really just a fucked up dream With the flesh and the blood that you call your soul, flip it inside out It's a big black hole, take your money burn i

Papa Bully
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Paparazzi Radio Come Check Us Out
Come One Come All To The Grand Opening Of Paparazzi Radio. The Party Starts At 8:00pm Est Tonight Jan 17th And Tomorrow Jan 18th. Come On In Join Us For Some Great Live Music Have A Drink And Stay And Chat A Bit. This Is One Party You Will Not Wanna Miss. All You Have To Do To Join Us Is Follow The Link Bellow

Papa Roach - Forever
In the brightest hour in my darkest day I realized what is wrong with me Can’t get over you Can’t get threw to you It’s been a hell to scowter the romance from the start Take these memories that are haunting me Of a paper man cut into shreds By his own pair of scissors Hell never forgive her Hell never forgive her Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever Sitting by a fire On a lonely night Hanging over from another good time With another girl Little dirty girl You should listen to this story of a life You’re my heroine In this moment I’m lonely Fulfilling my darkest dreams All these drugs all these women I’m never forgiving this broken heart of mine Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever One last kiss before I go Dry your tears It is time to let you go One last kiss Before I go Dry y

Papa Roach - Forever
In the brightest hour Of my darkest day I realized What is wrong with me Can't get over you Can't get through to you It's been a helter-skelter, romance from the start Take these memories That are haunting me Of a paper man cut into shreds By his own pair of scissors He'll never forgive her... He'll never forgive her... [CHORUS] Because days! Come and go! But my feelings for you are forever Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever Sitting by a fire On a lonely night Hanging over from another good time With another girl... Little dirty girl You should listen to this story of her life You're my heroine- In this moment I'm lonely fullfilling my darkest dreams All these drugs, all these women I'm never forgiving... this broken heart of mine [CHORUS] Because days! Come and go! But my feelings for you are forever Because days come and go But my feelings for you are forever One last kiss... Before I go... Dry your tears.

Papa Roach - ...to Be Loved
Listen up, turn it up and rock it out party on, I wanna hear you scream and shout this is real, as real as it gets I came to get down to get some fucking respect taking it back to hardcore level you better be ready, put your pedal to the metal taking it back to hardcore level you better be ready, put your pedal to the metal. Go!! Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved! I want domination I want your submission I see you’re not resisting To this temptation I’ve got one confession I love deprivation I’ve got a jet black heart It’s all fucked up and it’s falling apart Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I j

Papa Roach - Getting Away With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What creates my own madness And I'm addicted to your punishment And you're the master And I am waiting for disaster I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away) I drink my drink and I don't even want to I think my thoughts when I don't even need to I never look back cause I don't even want to And I don't need to Because I'm getting away with murder I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away with murder) Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What

09/12/08 - Papa Roach - Getting Away With Murder (i Am Really Doin It Guys)
SONG VERSION BELOW Getting away with murder - Papa Roach VIDEO VERSION BELOW Getting Away With Murder - Papa Roach LYRICS BELOW [Verse 1] Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What creates my own madness And I'm addicted to your punishment And you're the master And I am waiting for no disaster [Chorus] I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It is impossible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder Getting away, Getting away, Getting away [Verse 2] I drink my drink and I don't even want to I think my thoughts when... I... don't... even... need to I never look back 'cause I don't even want to And I don't need to Because I'm getting away with murder [Chorus] I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It is impossible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away

Papa Sheridan
ELEVEN YEARS AGO ON MY TENTH BIRTHDAY SOMEONE VERY SPECIA TO ME PAST AWAY AND THAT WAS MY GREAT GRANDFATHER..HE WAS A LOVING WIDOW'D FATHER TO MY GRANDMOTHER AND GREAT UNCLE AND A LOVING GRANDFATHER TO MY MOTHER AND AUNT AND A LOVING GREAT GRANDFATHER TO ME AND THE REST OF THE GREAT GRANDKIDS.... I AM WRITING THIS TO SAFELY SAY THAT AFTER 11 YEARS OF GREIVING I AM FINALLY OVER THE LOSS OF SUCH A GREAT MAN WHO DID SUCH GREAT THINGS FOR THOSE AROUND HIM.... R.I.P PAPA

Papa Roach - Last Resort
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation No breathing Dont give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort Cut my life into pieces Ive reached my last resort Suffocation No breathing Dont give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding Do you even care if I die bleeding Would it be wrong Would it be right If I took my life tonight Chances are that I might Mutilation outta sight And Im contemplating suicide Cuz Im losing my sight Losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me Im fine Losing my sight Losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me Im fine I never realized I was spread too thin Till it was too late And I was empty within Hungry Feeding on chaos And living in sin Downward spiral where do I begin It all started when I lost my mother No love for myself And no love for another Searching to find a love up on a higher level Finding nothing but questions and devils Cuz Im losing my sight Losing my mind Wish somebody would

Papa Roach - Between Angels And Insects
There's no money, there's no possessions, only obsession I don't need that shit, take my money, take my obsession I just wanna be heard, loud and clear are my words, comin’ from within man Tell ‘em what you heard, it's about a revolution In your heart and in your mind, you can find the conclusion Lifestyle and obsession, diamond rings get you nothin’ but a lifelong lesson And your pocketbook stressin’, you're a slave to the system Workin jobs that you hate, for that shit you don't need It's too bad the world is based on greed, step back and see Stop thinkin’ bout yourself, start thinkin’ bout There's no money, there's no possession, only obsession, I don't need that shit Take my money, take my possession, take my obsession, I don't need that Cuz everything is nothing, and emptiness is in everything This reality is really just a fucked up dream With the flesh and the blood that you call your soul, flip it inside out It's a big black hole, take your money burn it up

Papa Roach - Binge
You better put that down You better put that down All I need is a bottle, and I don't need no friends, no Wallow in my pain, I swallow as I pretend To act like I'm happy, when I drink till no end, no I'm losing all my friends, I'm losing in the end She says: Behave, little boy, you better sit back down Till you hold your ground It's your time to learn to fight You better sit back down, till you hold your ground When I'm sober, life bores me, so I get drunk again I'm losing all my friends, I'm losing in the end She says: Behave, little boy, you better sit back down Till you hold your ground It's your time to learn to fight You better sit back down, till you hold your ground, yeah You better sit back down You better put that down Put the bottle down, I am on a binge Behave, little boy, you better sit back down Till you hold your ground It's your time to learn to fight You better sit back down, till you hold your ground, yeah I am on a binge, I wis

Papa Roach - Blanket Of Fear
I am awake under this blanket of fear and I must say, None of the people I see belong here Now everyone's asleep I am awake and I am dreaming I believe it's time for the rude awakening So hold on to your dreams Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality Hold on to your dreams Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality I believe the only thing we have to fear is Fear itself, and the man behind the curtain Well I heard him say: dreamers have become an endangered species And I'm aware of the rude awakening So hold on to your dreams Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality Hold on to your dreams Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality I'm falling in my dream; I finally hit the ground I'm falling in my dream , I finally hit the ground I hit the ground Because I, I cant keep my mind from going into dark places cause I , I cant keep my mind, from going into dark places So hold on to y

Papa Roach - Black Clouds
This is making me crazy These black clouds following me So I look for signs of light But rarely I see them [Start Chorus] I return to my shelter And I crawl in a bottle I'm losing my will for this So over emotional Black clouds They rain down but They can't kill the sun Confession of depression This life I'm second-guessing Like ashes to ashes I always seem to fall down I'm tired of running It's time to face my demons Confession of depression This life I'm second-guessing [End Chorus] My emotions are storming And tears fall just like rain Pain strikes like lightning Despair is becoming my friend [Repeat Chorus] Black clouds They rain down but They can't kill the sun inside Im still looking for signs of light! These black clouds following me [Repeat Chorus] I'm pushing myself to a point of self-destruction Confession of depression This life I'm second-guessing I'm tired of running It's time to face my demons Confession of depres

Papa Roach - Blood Brothers
Watch your back because the next man is coming And you don't know if the next man is dumbin' Survival of the fittest what it is I got yo back, you got my back and that's the biz' Blood is rushing through my veins I got the power channel the energy And with my strength I will devour Sickening thoughts is running through my head That's when I realize I'm glad I'm not dead Corruption and abuse, the salesman of our blood For the public's craving, existence in the dark It's in our nature to destroy ourselves It's in our nature to kill ourselves It's in our nature to kill each other It's in our nature to kill, kill, kill It was a dream and then hit me, reality struck And now my life is all shifty and it all moves fast Close to a buck 50 and we all stand strong In respect to the family in times of insanity And through words of profanity I describe our dysfunctional family Blood Brothers keep it real to the end Deeper than the thoughts you think, not a trend Corr

Papa Roach - Born With Nothing, Die With Everything
Fed-up Tired Sick and twisted One-man army I'm enlisted Trust yourself trust no one else Fuck a hero be yourself I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists i'll fight my way out Fighting my way out Find my way out People wake up and sing along I trust no one My trust is gone Born with nothing Die with everything (2x) In a daze These days go by Faster and faster I speed through life Now I've got to take control Of my mental and my physical Never sheltered from life's hard storms I was cold but now I am warm Inside I'm warm Now I am warm. People wake up, and sing along, I trust no one-my trust is gone! Born with nothing Die with everything (2x) Yeah! Searching and finding the truth inside myself (2x) Inside myself Searching Finding Truth Fed-up Tired Sick and twisted One-man army I'm enlisted Trust yourself trust no one else Fuck a hero be yourself I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists i'll fight my way out Fighti

Papa Roach - Blood
I will forgive but I won't forget And I hope you know you've lost my respect You better watch out If you don't know whats going on around you You better think twice Before you fly off the handle and lose it You better join us Before you get lost in the shuffle You gotta rise against The demons that are gonna try and hold you down Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love? Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love? The ones you love, the ones you love, the ones you love Cause I'm not a pawn for you to play in your fucking game I've got dignity and a dream that I want to achieve Under pressure, you crumbled and you let me down I'm not deaf and all I hear are your empty promises Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love! Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love! Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love! Does it run in your blood, to betray the ones you love! The ones you love, the ones you love

Papa Roach - Code Of Energy
I was scatterbrained When I found the time to find That times are evil Sick and disjointed My skin is thick Thick and calloused I'm ready to shed the shell Ready to shed the shell So you think you have figured me out A young man lost in his problems Some problems aren't that easy to solve And you can't break our code of energy I'm bent out of shape There is no happy ending I've come to a point Where I just don't give a fuck My skin is thick Thick and calloused I'm ready to shed the shell Ready to shed the shell The code of energy Hi I'm paranoid Goodbye I'm in the void Haunted by insecurity Bipolar asymmetry Our new vision of passion and obsession Is planetary ingestion And there is no time for question We don't need any special equipment No descrambler No blackbox Our antennaes are up Aligned and waiting to receive We are just searching Searching for satellite signal Waiting for the channel To come in loud and clear

Papa Roach - Crash
I refuse to be your victim I refuse to be your slave I keep on burning my bridges I keep on fucking up everything Running from desperation God knows where I've been I don't know where I'm headed But I'm going too fast I think I'm going to crash Chorus: I'm going to crash I'm going to crash, to crash (Yeah!) It's time for annihilation it's time to be a criminal No time for hesitation time to be an animal Looking at my reflection I don't like what I see So I ask myself a question Do I got what I want or do I got what I need? I'm not afraid of the future Of spinning right out of control I don't know where I'm headed But I'm going too fast I think I'm going to crash Chorus: I'm going to crash I'm going to crash, to crash (Yeah!) It's time for annihilation it's time to be a criminal No time for hesitation time to be an animal It's time for annihilation it's time to be a criminal No time for hesitation time to be an animal I refuse to be a victim, I don't

Papa Roach - Dead Cell
Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn them on Process the data, make yourself the bomb What is your target What is your reason Do you have emotions, is your heart freezing Seizing this opportunity to speak Ya didn't say nothin but turn your fucking cheek CHORUS: Dead cell (X2) Sick in the head, living but dead, hear what I said Learn a lesson from the almighty dread Jah nutty warrior, nothing's scarier Kids are getting sick like malaria Situation gets harrier, throwing up all types of barriers I'm tellin ya the kids are getting singled out Let me hear the dead cells shout CHORUS: Dead cell (X2) Born with no soul Lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn them on Process the data Make yourself the bomb No soul No control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn them on Process the data Make yourself the bomb Stop pointing fingers cause we

Papa Roach - Decompression Period
Here today, gone today Hurry up and wait I'm never there for you or me Can't you read the story of our lives Death to me and life for you Something isn't right And I need some space To clear my head, to think about my life And I can't be alone I just need some space To clear my head, to think about my life With or without you We fight it out We work it out Give me some time to unwind We fight it out We work it out Give me some time to unwind I must confess I'm falling apart Breaking your heart Crying with you on the phone We're walking on thin ice I hope it doesn't break And I need some space to Clear my head to think about my life With or without you We fight it out We work it out Give me some time to unwind We fight it out We work it out Give me some time with or without you Mile over mile we are farther apart Now it's one empty bottle And two broken hearts Night after night we are falling apart Now it's two broken bottles And f

Papa Roach - Do Or Die
Today I saw my hero fall apart, the one who taught me to be strong, on the outside I look fine, but on the inside I am dying my strength is overcome by pain my love for you remains the same the loneliness is setting in I have no one to free my sins It's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's do or die it's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's yours and mine Now it's my turn to help you out, cause you were there when I was down, it's hard for me to (see you) this way losing all your sanity you helped me, keep my dreams alive, without you how will I survive it's time for me to be a man now I finally understand It's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's do or die it's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's yours and mine It's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's do or die it's never too late to live your life, the time is now, it's yours and mine I can't run anym

Papa Roach - Done With You
I count the days that we have spent apart I've got a bad liver and a broken heart There's no salvation in the comfort of you (comfort of you) And I finally realize you're tearing me apart So help me, save me, Tell me that the end is near Help me, save me Tell me that the end is here I am done with you You've made my life completely miserable You drove me to the edge, you've caused me all this pain But I always loved you cause your "oh so special" ("oh so special") I'm broken and I'm alone and I can not maintain So help me, save me, Tell me that the end is near Help me, save me Tell me that the end is here I am done with you I am done with you (done with you) I am done with you (done with you) I am done with you (done with you) I am done with you (done with you,I am done with you) I count the days that we have spent apart I've got a bad liver and a broken heart Help me, save me, Tell me that the end is near Help me, save me, Tell me that the end is

Papa Roach - Getting Away With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What creates my own madness and I'm addicted to your punishment And you're the master And I am waiting for disaster I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away) I drink my drink and I don't even want to I think my thoughts when I don't even need to I never look back 'cause I don't even want to And I don't need to Because I'm getting away with murder I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth I am Getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away with murder) Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What c

Papa Roach - I Devise My Own Demise
I Devise My Own Demise I Devise My Own Demise I Devise My Own Demise I Devise My Own Demise I can't control everything And I can't forget just what I've seen And these memories take me away To a better place than I am today Than I am today I devise my own demise Here's to life-the life I'm losing I devise my own demise Here's to life-the life I'm losing It is time to say hello goodbye (hello goodbye) To fade away, fade away alone (motherfucker, goodbye!) I just want you to take, take me back home To a better place that I've never known That I've never known I devise my own demise Here's to life-the life I'm losing I devise my own demise Here's to life-the life I'm losing yeeeeah, yeaaaah, woooow I can't control everything (death is the only way out!) And I can't forget just what I've seen (death is the only way out!) These memories take me away To a better place that I am today Than I am today I devise my own demise Here's to life-the life I'm

Papa Roach - Last Resort
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a fuck If I cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort Cut my life into pieces I've reached my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a fuck If I cut my arm bleeding Do you even care If I die bleeding? Would it be wrong Would it be right If I took my life tonight Chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide Cause I'm losing my sight, Losing my mind, Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, Losing my mind, Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine I never realized I was spread too thin Till it was too late And I was empty within Hungry feeding on chaos and living in sin Downward spiral, where do I begin It all started when I lost my mother No love for myself And no love for another Searching to find a love upon a higher level Finding nothing but questions and devils Cause I'm losing my sight Losing my min

Papa Roach - Life Is A Bullet
My mind has been shut down My friends have been let down What is the reason There's millions of reasons Single me out Tear off my front Make me expose what I conceal Life is a bullet The bloodstains prove it It's tearing through you and me Not caring about you or me Now I could explain everything You cursed the fire Now fuck the flame What is the reason There's millions of reasons Blindfold me now Spin me around Picking me up When I fall down Life is a bullet The bloodstains prove it It's tearing through you and me Not caring about you or me Today I feel blue My head is in the clouds Separate me My soul from my body (2) Feeling so lonely I'm not the only one Separate me My soul from my body cause I'm in love with too many things And I hate every thing Single me out Tear off my front Make me expose what I conceal Blindfold me now Spin me around Picking me up When I fall down Life is a bullet The bloodstains will prove it I

Papa Roach - My Heart Is A Fist
I surrender; I know I've been a pretender You can have this guilt, this misery, I wear so well I wave my flag, I sound the alarm Somebody stop me before I do any harm I surrender; I know I've been a pretender I'm living a dead life; I'm staring into the headlights Of a getaway car that'll take me out of my mind, tonight Crash and burn, S.O.S., somebody help me get out of this mess of a dead life I'm burning under the spotlight My heart is a fist drenched in blood My soul will fight again My heart is a fist drenched in blood My soul will rise again Take a look at these hollow eyes, one last look before I say goodbye To this candle-lit nightmare I feel like I never escape So watch me fall from grace, watch me carve my hate In the heart of a lover I feel I could never escape my fate My heart is a fist drenched in blood My soul will fight again My heart is a fist drenched in blood My soul will rise again I see you on your cloud looking down I am on my knees to

Papa Roach - Scars
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And my scars remind me that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel Drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone I'm pissed cause you came around Why don't you just go home Cause you channel all your pain And I can't help you fix yourself You're making me insane All I can say is I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I tried to help you once Against my own advice I saw you going down But you never realized That you're drowning in the water So I offered you my hand Compassion's in my nature Tonight is our last stand I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I'm drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone You shouldn't

Papa Roach - Singular Indestructible Droid
Blood of my blood Skin of my skin A normal human being Solder and wires Circuitry We're far from human beings He's sick of his skin It's time to trade it in A galaxy of emotions Your soul is what it costs We walk the same path No body could get in our way Dangerously We passionately never hesitate Keep the soul That's control Now you put in the metal Biological Spiritual Electrical Digital S.I.D. Willing to make the change Surrender the flesh and bones Against the grain Pushing beyond the limits of ourselves This body is just a cage You're dead and you're in a grave We're losing our minds That's just fine Living forever Bleed out my blood Skin off my skin Solder the wire Transformation Take my body and Release me from this cage You can't put a spirit in a grave Singular Indestructible Droid Bloody-human-robot

Papa Roach - Sometimes
I’m dreaming about tomorrow I’m thinking of yesterday I consume myself in sorrow This moment in time Is what I betray I am searching for the answers CHORUS And I look around Sometimes I get sad Cause I don’t know which way 2 go And I look around And sometimes I get sad Cause my life is spinning out of control I never know what you want I never know what you need It was different From the start When you cut me in two I never thought I would bleed I am searching for the answers CHORUS I will go this alone I don’t need nobody’s help I’ve gotta do this myself Alone, alone, alone, alone CHORUS (x2)

Papa Roach - Time And Time Again
Yes I did it and I'll do it again It doesn't matter if I am your best friend I don't think so You're not that smart Over and over it breaks my heart The cycle continues time for your crime The pain comes back in an ugly design Her makeup smears The tears that she cries Over and over every night Emotional swords slash my soul And now the pain it takes control I think about you I think about me Think about the way that it used to be I need a bottle I need some pills I need a friend And I need some thrills A shoulder to cry on a friend to depend on When life gets rough Time and time again You think about yourself before you think about me Time and time again You think about yourself before you think about me It's like a fight every single day It's always easy when you have it your way Deep in my heart In the depths of my soul My selfish ways are out of control I'm sorry that it comes down to this I punch through the wall as I break my fist The makeup

Papa Roach - To Be Loved
Listen up, turn it up and rock it out party on, I wanna hear you scream and shout this is real, as real as it gets I came to get down to get some fucking respect taking it back to hardcore level you better be ready, put your pedal to the metal taking it back to hardcore level you better be ready, put your pedal to the metal. Go!! Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved! I want domination I want your submission I see you’re not resisting To this temptation I’ve got one confession I love deprivation I’ve got a jet black heart It’s all fucked up and it’s falling apart Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be loved Whoa I'll never give in Whoa I'll never give up Whoa I'll never give in And I just wanna be, wanna be lo

Papa Roach - Walking Through Barbed Wire
Wish I could see you for one last time Wish I could say goodbye to you It's hard to deal with you dying It's time to say goodbye to you Bloody-faced Kissing death Walking through barbed wire I'll let you go Let me go Digging through myself I would die, die for you I'd walk right thru barbed wire Good luck in your next life Walk as tall as the trees Be gentle as spring winds And have the warmth of summer sun (Chorus) I would die, die for you I'd walk right through barbed wire I blame myself for your death It's tearing me apart I'd die,I'd die for you Yes I would, yes I would, yes I would Let you go Let me go Digging through myself Bloody-faced Kissing death Walking through barbed wire

Papa Dont Preach
papa i know you're going to be upset cuz i was always your little girl but you should know by now i'm not a baby you always taught me right from wrong i need your help daddy please be strong i may be young at heart but i know what im saying the one you warned me all about the one you said i could do without we're in an awful mess and i don't mean maybe....pleaseee. papa don't preach, i'm in trouble deep papa don't preach i've been losing sleep.. but i've made up my mind i'm keeping the baby ohh ohh imma keep my baby he says that he's going to marry me and we can raise a little family maybe we'll be alright it's a sacrifice but my friends keep telling me to give it up saying im too young i outta live it up what i need right now is seem good advice papa don't preach, i'm in trouble deep papa don't preach i've been losing sleep.. but i've made up my mind i'm keeping the baby ohh ohh imma keep my baby daddy daddy if you could only see just how good he's been

Papa Roach-metamorphosis Review
Metamorphosis-Papa Roach Release Date 3/24/09 Karma 3/3/09 What's in a name? According to Shakespeare, 'a rose by any other name would smell as sweet', but does the same hold true for album titles? Seems a silly and irrelevant contention, but having witnessed its use as an object of criticism or a convenient segue, I feel it bears mentioning...but only briefly as it's the actual product and not the packaging I'm interested in. I'll be honest, Papa Roach comes up with some pretty good album titles, then they change them. Remember the adorable baby in headphones throwing up the devil's horns on the Born To Rock cover? Sorry, make that LoveHateTragedy. Obvious at first, yet very telling about the attitude of a band yearning to shed the nu-metal/rap-metal label. And let's not forget their third outing, Dancing In The Ashes aka Getting Away With Murder. So Days of War/Nights of Love or Metamorphosis, is just another package switch and regardless of the like or d

Papa Roach -- Looking For A Lifeline
When I was a boy I didn't care 'bout a thingIt was me and this world and a broken dreamI was blaming myself for all that was going wrongI was way out there on the wrong side of townAnd the ones that I loved I started pushing 'em outThen I realized that it was all my faultI've been looking for a lifelineFor what seems like a lifetimeI'm drowning in the pain, breaking down againLooking for a lifelineSo I put out my hand and I asked for some helpWe tore down the walls I built around myselfI was struck by the light and I fell to the groundI've been looking for a lifelineFor what seems like a lifetimeI'm drowning in the pain, breaking down againLooking for a lifelineIs there anybody out there?Can you pull me from this ocean of despair?I'm drowning in the pain, breaking down againLooking for a lifelineYou know a heart of gold won't take you all the wayAnd in a world so cold it's hard to keep the faithI'm never gonna fade away, yeahI've been looking for a lifelineFor what seems like a lifetim

Papas Rellenas - Cuban Stuffed Potatoes
Cuban Papas Rellenas recipe - Stuffed Potatoes 2 lbs large potatoes (peeled and cut into quarters) 1 lb picadillo (seasoned ground beef) Vegetable oil for frying 1 cup dry bread crumbs4 eggs1 tsp salt Add salt to a pot of cold water, and boil the potatoes until they are soft. Drain the potatoes, and then mash them, then set aside to allow them to cool. Separate the egg yolks from the whites in two bowls. Mix the egg yolks into the mashed potato mixture, whisk the egg whites for a minute. Take a 1/4 of a cup of the mashed potatoes, and form it into a ball. Make a dent in the ball, to give it more of a bowl shape. Fill the indentation with a tablespoon of picadillo, and then reseal it. Reshape the potato as a ball again. Dip the ball in the egg whites, then roll the ball around in bread crumbs until it is coated. For a better coating, or for a crunchier texture, you may dip the ball into the egg whites again and coat it with another layer of bread crumbs. Refrigerate the

Papaya
It is a large tree-like plant, the single stem growing from 5 to 10 meters tall, with spirally arranged leaves confined to the top of the trunk; the lower trunk is conspicuously scarred where leaves and fruit were borne. The leaves are large, 50-70 cm diameter, deeply palmately lobed with 7 lobes. The tree is usually unbranched if unlopped. The flowers are similar in shape to the flowers of the Plumeria but are much smaller and wax like. They appear on the axils of the leaves, maturing into the large 15-45 cm long, 10-30 cm diameter fruit. The fruit is ripe when it feels soft (like a ripe avocado or a bit softer) and its skin has attained an amber to orange hue. The fruit's taste is vaguely similar to pineapple and peach, although much milder without the tartness.seo malaysia seo services malaysia seo company malaysia seo consultant malaysia seo expert seo services seo company seo consultant seo expert search engine optimization search engine marketing malaysia web design

Papaya
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Papa Roach - Tear My Heart Open
I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And my scars remind me that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel Drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone I'm pissed cause you came around Why don't you just go home Cause you channel all your pain And I can't help you fix yourself You're making me insane All I can say is I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I tried to help you once Against my own advice I saw you going down But you never realized That you're drowning in the water So I offered you my hand Compassion is in my nature Tonight is our last stand I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I'm drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone You shouldn't ever come around Why don't you jus

Papa Roach - Tear My Heart Open
I tear my heart open, I sow myself shutMy weakness is that I care too muchAnd my scars remind me that the past is realI tear my heart open just to feelDrunk and I'm feeling downAnd I just wanna be aloneI'm pissed cause you came aroundWhy don't you just go homeCause you channel all your painAnd I can't help you fix yourselfYou're making me insaneAll I can say isI tear my heart open, I sow myself shutMy weakness is that I care too muchAnd our scars remind us that the past is realI tear my heart open just to feelI tried to help you onceAgainst my own adviceI saw you going downBut you never realizedThat you're drowning in the waterSo I offered you my handCompassion is in my natureTonight is our last standI tear my heart open, I sow myself shutMy weakness is that I care too muchAnd our scars remind us that the past is realI tear my heart open just to feelI'm drunk and I'm feeling downAnd I just wanna be aloneYou shouldn't ever come aroundWhy don't you just go home?Cause you're drowning in t

Papa Roach Lyrics... Jacoby's Be The Only One To Get Away W/ Sayin' Somethin' Like This To Me Lmao...
I Almost Told You That I Loved You lyricsSongwriters: Esperance, Tobin; Horton, Jerry; Michael, James; Shaddix, Jacoby; You know I love it when you're down on your kneesAnd I'm a junky for the way that you pleaseYou shut me up when you swallow me downMy back to the wall you're going to townI almost told you that I loved youThank god I didn't 'cause it would've been a lieI say the damnedest things when you're on top of meI almost told you that I loved youI hate to say it but it has to be saidYou look so fragile as I fuck with your headI know it shouldn't but it's getting me onIf sex is the drug then what is the cause?I almost told you that I loved youThank god I didn't 'cause it would've been a lieI say the damnedest things when you're on top of meI almost told you that I loved youI'm not the one that you want, not the one that you needMy love is like a fucking diseaseYou can give me your hand, you can make your demandsI'm the hardest motherfucker to pleaseI almost told y

Papa Roach - Scars
[Chorus:1] I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much My scars remind me that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel Drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone I'm pissed 'cause you came around Why don't you just go home Cause you channel all your pain And I can't help you fix yourself Your making me insane All I can say is [Chorus:2] I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much and Our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I tried to help you once Against my own advise I saw you going down But you never realized That your drowning in the water So I offered you my hand Compassion's in my nature Tonight is our last stand [Chorus:3] I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much and Our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I'm drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone You shouldn't ever came arou

Papas Pinups
Papas Pinups1.All Papas Pinups must have a verified salute and a minimun "10 new pics of yourself 2.Most of the Papas Pinups will be females expect for our few male team that teams will be men who is as well voted in (Pinups Elite)3.Must sign the COC (code of conduct)Agreement below as a comment I"agree"in order to be a Papas Pinup & Post it in your name.(PP,PPE, Pinup, & etc.)Must Be In Your Name.4. Must have your chat on to where any officer and the homepage can communicate with you5.When you become a Papas Pinup we ask you add the homepage as a top friend...if u choose to add other as family or top friends that is your choice6.We ask you show all Pinups love as they will show it back..however we are aware of real life and we respect that as well7.No Pinup will Defame ,Abuse ,Harass ,or threaten any family members .if you have an issues with a family member bring it to your Team Leader if found to be true by Officers you can be terminated from Family permanently .8.Inorder to uphold

Papa Roach - To Be Loved
"To Be Loved"Listen up, turn it up and rock it outparty on, I wanna hear you scream and shoutthis is real, as real as it getsI came to get down to get some fucking respecttaking it back to hardcore levelyou better be ready, put your pedal to the metaltaking it back to hardcore levelyou better be ready, put your pedal to the metal.Go!Whoa I'll never give inWhoa I'll never give upWhoa I'll never give inAnd I just wanna be, wanna be lovedWhoa I'll never give inWhoa I'll never give upWhoa I'll never give inAnd I just wanna be, wanna be lovedI want dominationI want your submissionI see you’re not resistingTo this temptationI’ve got one confessionA love deprivationI’ve got a jet black heartIt’s all fucked up and it’s falling apartWhoa I'll never give inWhoa I'll never give upWhoa I'll never give inAnd I just wanna be, wanna be lovedWhoa I'll never give inWhoa I'll never give upWhoa I'll never give inAnd I just wanna be, wanna be lovedI’ve got another confe

Papa
You never said your leaving, you never said good bye, you were gone before I knew it, and only the Gods knew why. A million times I needed you, a million times I cried, If love alone could of saved you, then you never would of died. In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still, in my heart you hold a place, that no one could ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you, but you didn't go alone, for a part of me went with you,

Paper Bag
I swear sometimes it can be a pain in the ass having to talk to a guy and suddenly have him whip out his penis or ask me whether I'd be interested to look at it, suck it and etc. Do I need to wear a paper bag all around town so that guys don't get turned on and live with the fear of maybe one day someone tries to molest me etc.? *Knock on wood* These kinda things brings back horrible memories of the past when I was victim to being molested. I can't believe how people can stoop so low to that extent. I wasn't going around half naked for crying out loud. I've heard stories from my guy friends as well being harrassed and my goodness where has the respect & common decency in the world gone to? Besides sexy RESPECT also needs to be brought back.!

Paper
On the paper the blue ink goes What will come out only the writer knows We all see paper and think different things.... I see paper, it looks dead I make it come alive by writing whats in my head Why waste paper it does so much U can use it under weed while you break it up Or write a note to your crush You can take out all your frustrations and anger Just by writing them down on paper There are so many thoughts that go through your head It would be so much easier to write them down instead Of trying to remember every little detail Without paper your thoughts wouldnt excell You can say so much without saying a word Just pick up a pen and write it down on paper

Paper Clip
Background The paper clip is a nearly ubiquitous device, used worldwide to temporally hold papers together. The technology for manufacturing paper clips evolved in the early years of the twentieth century, and has remained virtually unchanged since the 1930s. Paper clips come in several forms, but the one most often seen in common use is called the Gem clip. The origin of the term "Gem" is supposed to have originated from a British firm that began exporting them at least as early as 1907. The term has come to stand for the iconic shape of the oval-within-oval design. Any clip of this shape is called a Gem clip, regardless of the manufacturer. Another type of paper clip sometimes used by archivists and librarians is called the Gothic clip. It has a rectangular shape, with a triangular inner loop. Other distinguishing marks of paper clips are the overall size, the thickness, and quality of the wire, and whether the clip is corrugated or smooth. Most paper clips in the United States ar

Paper Angels
Paper Angels Jessi knew that Ari’s spirit was easiest to find in cathedrals and graveyards. But today her search took her somewhere else. She looked up at the rust colored tower before her and saw a gray sandblasted spot near the top that was dipped in colorless fog. Despite the scruffy appearance, she decided this would have to do. The fog settled a bit lower as she continued her walk, a chilly breeze occasionally blasting at her. This breeze, along with the traffic hum, created an unsteady rhythm that even the best avant garde percussionist would have a tough time following. Jessi was wearing an open leather jacket over a buttoned up denim jacket, both equally worn. Below the jackets a plaid Catholic school girl’s skirt blew against her legs, which were wrapped in black tights. One of her biker boots was untied, but it fit so snugly that she hadn’t yet noticed. She wasn’t a biker or a Catholic school girl, but she looked like a striking combination of the two. The contrast of

Paper
Paper I wrote for political science — Sunday, December 10, 2006 I forgot some things, and it's not totally clear, but I got a 33.5 our of 40 Full faith and credit shall be given in each state to the public acts, records, and judicial proceedings of every other state. And the Congress may by general laws prescribe the manner in which such acts, records, and proceedings shall be proved, and the effect thereof. DOMA, the Defense of Marriage Act, is unconstitutional due to the full faith and credit clause. Some people will claim that the full faith and credit clause doesn’t hold up due to the exclusionary rule that is usually acknowledged. The exclusionary rule allows states to make some exceptions when it comes to giving full faith and credit to other state’s laws and documents. Various people will claim that states have the right to choose what marriages they give credit to because of that rule. Their reasons for the exceptions are that it violates their state polici

Paper Roses
Paper Roses... My first husband Murdered Our Second Son as a Baby. These are the Actual Poems sent to and from Prison. Paper Roses The rose is the ultimate symbol of love. The one emotion we are all capable of. I know these paper roses have no smell, But it's all I'm able to send from this cell. This rose represents our love from the start, And will hold a place always for you in my heart. If I were out there, you know what I'd do? I'd find the most beautiful rose just for you. But, until then, I'll sit in this cell, And send paper roses that have no smell. from, Dale My Replying Poem Paper Roses? Why send paper roses that have no smell, when you know I'll say,"Go straight to Hell"? No words can bring back my little boy babe, that was laid to rest on an unforgotten day! No promises - or even fabulous treasure, can in any way start to measure - the inner tears and the nagging grief, because you made

A Paper I Had To Write For School
This semester I had to read some Native American creation stories in an American Literature class. After reading them, we were assigned to write our own creation story based on the conventions that the Native Americans used... in mine I used good vs. evil, supernaturalism, and animals. I got an "A" for it. Enjoy..... The Creation of Music In the beginning was the Spirit in the Sky, a creator of all marvelous things. He handcrafted the world and the animals to inhabit it. The sun, moon, and stars enveloped the Earth. He created two children for companionship – the eldest with good intentions, and the younger with wicked. The Spirit in the Sky named his children Elvis (eldest) and Ozzy (youngest). He gave his sons dominion over the inhabitants of the Earth and commanded them to dwell there. Upon their departure, he secretly advised his youngest, "Carry on my wayward son. There will be peace when you are done." Earth was not populated with human beings; the

Paper Hero
I can save the world if I want to thats what ill do I can save you from the world youre in I can pull you thru but then the lights shine on me and they see me for who I am Im just a paper hero living a lie a shell of a man So go back where you found me and leave me to die find yourself another savior one that catches your eye cuz sooner or later they all see me for who I am im just a paper hero living a lie a shell of a man

Paper Doll
Thrown away into the win the paper flies towards the flame. Incincerated, the ash becomes a mark on the carpet. Time passes and the ash dissolves, never to be remembered. Slit my wrists, Let the blood fall. I watch the river flow into the abyss. My eyes become cloudy. I cannot see anymore. As my world drifts away, all I think of is you. My razor-edged folly... My bladed mistake... I fall into my slumber. I fight to stay awake.

Paper Dolls
"A paper doll danced silently in the darkened room waiting for anyone to come and take her out to play. Too dress her in fine clothes and lavish her with sweet affection. She couldnt remember how long it had been now but one night someone came. Oh how they danced and laughed but as quickly as the night began it would end again." I can not help but think people are viewed like a form of living doll. Something to dress up pretty and show off to a group of friends...... to play with until boredom sets in and then poof they are forgotten. Shelved like the doll in the story or perhaps disguarded for the "new improved model"~ New and improved~lmao If I ever find this I will be sure to blast it all over the web. There is no new and improved just different issues at different times. I am not depressed or sad with this fact but more realistic. Have I treated anyone like the paper doll in this story? Nah...... why would I? Reality is you can only upgrade to the newer model

Paperazzi
Here are some things that I think all reporters need to pay attention to. 1. Just because they are a celebrity does not mean that you have the right to peek into their houses/bathrooms/etc and take pictures. No no. 2. Just because they are a celebrity does NOT mean that we want to know every little thing about them. So they went to a coffee shop and got a mochaccino with cool whip and sprinkles. Who cares?!?! 3. Stop posting random rumors about people. It is illegal, and nobody really cares about their "scandals". They may be celebrities, but they are allowed their privacy, just like everyone else. 4. When you do the news, actually give us news worth watching, or don't come on at all. I don't care if a kid sneezed out the longest booger in the world, or if some dumbass decided to hotwire his scooter with a truck engine and tried to go 80 mph with it. Don't care. I want to know about weather, accidents in my city, and any escaped murdereres/rapists/etc that I might want to p

The Paper Lantern
When handed it they all tell you to protect it,because it is fragile.Looking at it it appears very durable.You feel it should be able to handle more than they let on. You try to hold it tighter an they scream at you to remind you on how delicate it is. So you loosen your grip when they remind you that you need to protect it. So how are you to hold it? To tight of a grip an you crumble it. To light of one an it could blow away. While holding it tho you start to feel the warmth & energy radiate off of it. It makes you want to hold it close so you can be enveloped in it's warm and energetic embrace.Slowly and unconsciously you move it closer to your chest. Your arms start to encompass it. Your arms tighten, all the while you keep reminding yourself to make sure not to crush it. You start to lose yourself in the moment. Nothing else matters but the emotional waves lapping at you. You feel yourself slipping so you start to try to remind yourself what they first told you, with no prevail. Yo

Paper Rose
I speak softly to a red paper rose And I coil when it turns away from me I'd give it water and a kiss But I know it would disolve and fall away from me And trying to find another quite like it would take forever And I'd still find no other quite like it I speak to the rose but it never replies back As if it doesn't hear me Or as if it were ignoring me out of spite I dream of holding the red paper rose in my arms But it'll poison me deep The thorns of the rose cut open all the scars in my heart But then from that new scars will form After time the rose will begin to rot And the paper rose will turn to black Disapearing from my eyes forever

Paper Towels & Wet Hands
Ok in a restroom at work, how many paper towels do you use to dry your hands after washing them Me? I liek to use 4. Kind of makes it liek a towel. I want to be completely dry before going back to work. What about you?

A Paper I Wrote For School. (long!)
Mari ENG 111-2w2 December 8, 2006 Building Fences On December 16, 2005, the U.S. House of Representatives passed a bill proposed by House Judiciary Committee Chairman James Sensenbrenner (R-WI). However, this wasn�t just any bill. This bill is called the �Border Protection, Antiterrorism, and Illegal Immigration Control Act of 2005� otherwise known as H.R. 4437. By the title alone, it sounds like just the thing the United States is looking for. However, H.R. 4437 is an enforcement only bill that does nothing to serve the national interest. (H.R.4437 the Border) This bill is atrocious and would have a crippling effect on millions of families, with focus being put on the Hispanic community. Some of the changes outlined in this bill include the deportation of millions of illegal immigrants, destroying families. Also it could turn everyday citizens and business owners of the United States into crimina

Paper #2
Turning this in today... The Things They Left Behind The Vietnam War was the last major war that the United States was involved in which the American Army was made up of mostly draftees. The confusion about why we were fighting in some country that most Americans had never even heard of divided the country. Deeper still, this lack of a reason for conducting a war in such a distant place divided families and even the men who were to fight themselves. From one of the most turbulent times in American history the author of The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien, writes to us about the men who fought the Vietnam War. He writes in such a vivid fashion that sometimes it feels like the stories might have just happened yesterday, as it must feel to some of the veterans of Vietnam. O’Brien writes from a close perspective so that we can see that the soldiers fighting were just regular people who had their good sides and their faults. He does not glorify them because he does not feel tha

.paper Heart.
.Paper Heart. A smooth talker from the start You knew exactly what to say Had it all written on your paper heart The game you wanted to play You have a tendecy to find Words choosen wisely Saying I'm "one of a kind" Isn't that classy? So pick up the pen And draw your art The masterpiece I know The words that flow from your paper heart You don't know what is real All you are is lies That heart of yours can't feel The tears from my eyes "Your my dream" you say You wish to have near A star that lights your way Wow!! How genuinely sincere So come on pick up your pen Those lies ar a work of art Finish your masterpiece From your cold, cold paper heart But just know, like yesterday's news I'll crumble your paper heart And finally throw away these blues Caused by your worthless work of art All I want is just one chance To feel a true romance To have an opportunity To forever hold love completely Is that too much to ask? I think not

Paper Jesus
I'm feeling paper thin can you cut right through no way to win when you can see right through i feel like jesus on a cross but i cant believe in myself mans best friend some kind of deluded dogma im feeling lost and you are no where to be found you said wait right here but you never came round so im feeling like your paper jesus thin and so easy to tear so paper thin and i have a world of your sins to bear.

Paperback Writer
Paperback writer Dear Sir or Madam will you read my book It took me years to write, will you take a look based on a novel by a man named Lear and I need a job so I want to be a paperback writer Paperback writer It's the dirty story of a dirty man and his clinging wife doesn't understand His son is working for the Daily Mail It's a steady job But he want to be a paperback writer Paperback writer Paperback writer It's a thousand pages, give or take a few I'll be writing more in a week or two I can make it longer if you like the style I can change it 'round and I want to be a paperback writer Paperback writer If you really like it you can have the rights It could make a million for you overnight If you must return if you can send it here But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer Paperback writer Paperback writer Paperback writer Paperback writer

Paper And Pen In My Hand
With paper and pen in my hand. I say this to you my friend. Saying thank you just wouldnt be enough. I can never repay you, for everythin you,ve done for me. You took the time to listen, you took the time to care. Like an angel from the heavens you wiped away the tears. You opened a new door so I could start a new life. You never questioned or asked me why. So with paper and pen in my hand, I say this to you my friend, You have brought the smile back on my face gave me a reason to believe. So you my friend I say I love you, in my heart you will remain. There is a special place in my heart that holds the memories. With paper and pen in my hand I say Thank you just wouldnt be enough. I love you my friend my special friend.

Paperless Toilet
My next door neighbor got one last Tuesday And I haven't seen her since! Be the first on your Block to own the new Paperless toilet! Scroll Down..... .................. ......... ..... .... ... .. . One satisfied customer said she sat down, And was so delighted she didn't know Whether she was coming or going!

Paper
paper Aug 3, 2005 12:39 PM a peice of paper I hold in my hand. So inviting, just seems to understand. Doesn't laugh, no weird looks as I write how I feel. just a once white paper making my thoughts real. If I like it I'll hang it for others to see. This fine paper that reveals so much about me. If I hate it then it's okay for me to tear it to shreads. Because sometimes thoughts are fleeting and should never be read. A peice of paper I hold in my hand. So inviting, just seems to understand. Doesn't laugh, no weird looks as I write how I feel. Just a once white paper making my thoughts real.

"paper Thin"
~Paper Thin~ These thoughts of you- They feel as if a spreader is tearing up my sternum, exposing my bare heart to be disposed by you. Discarded isolation, a masquerade in session. Through masks of wax and melting facts I see your eyes. This palace is convincing, a timorous persistence. However, in my shell I try to act the part. The wind unleashes spells That tell insipid tales, My mind tears up my spine and I collide with time. These thoughts of you- They feel like shredded paper In an undertow of dreams- a desert in a crescent lunar scheme of broken wings. Deflowered apparition, the death of all ambition- a spiral web of roses in my teary-eyed demise. The world that you created are words that dissipated into a distant legion of mere artifacts. Frail and thin, yet walls are closing in. Clones of sin now march upon my skin. These thoughts of you Oh, how they burn within.

Paper Bag
A man walks into a bar with a paper bag. He sits down and places the bag on the counter. The bartender walks up and asks what's in the bag. The man reaches into the bag and pulls out a little man, about one foot high and sets him on the counter. He reaches back into the bag and pulls out a small piano, setting it on the counter as well. He reaches into the bag once again and pulls out a tiny piano bench, which he places in front of the piano. The little man sits down at the piano, and starts playing a beautiful piece by Mozart! "Where on earth did you get that?" says the bartender. The man responds by reaching into the paper bag. This time he pulls out a magic lamp. He hands it to the bartender and says: "Here. Rub it." So the bartender rubs the lamp, and suddenly there's a gust of smoke and a beautiful genie is standing before him. The genie says, "I will grant you one wish. Just one wish.. each person is only allowed one!" The bartender gets real exc

Paper Hearts
When I sit here alone as I often do. My mind begins to wander the thoughts lead to you. Wondering how it might be to have your heart in my house, I took crayons and paper and cut some out. I then set them in places I'd like you to be, like 'your head on my pillow' or just 'watching TV'. I don't care that they're quiet with nothing to say, I only care that they're here at the end of my day. I add more paper hearts during my free time at night, as my neighbors all gossip; 'that guy just ain't right'. And I write this now, sitting ankle deep, amidst love made of paper, the only kind I can keep.

Papelbon's Jig
Nora Guthrie was looking for artists to provide the music for some of her father Woody's unpublished lyrics that had been sitting in boxes for 30 years. So she took a tip from her teenage son and called a little known Irish-American punk band in the city. Without that call six years ago, Boston's World Series victory parade would have sounded a lot different, because closer Jonathan Papelbon might have been dancing to another tune. The Dropkick Murphys searched through Guthrie's lyrics and found one scribbled on a piece of yellow legal paper. Those words would become "I'm Shipping Up to Boston," the music behind Papelbon's now infamous jig and one of the most popular tunes off the soundtrack to "The Departed," the Oscar-winning, Boston-based mobster film. "They liked this little ditty, this four-line ditty, not one of Woody Guthrie's greatest lyrics, but it had the word Boston in it," Nora Guthrie said. "They took it and created this masterpiece." "Out of nowhere, we're get

A Paper Rose
Paper Rose By: T.C. Current mood: depressed Within her ebony embrace once again lady darkness consumes my soul. Her blackened wings enrap my mind my pain is whole. For the one Ive lost with every peice of my broken heart do I yern. With every fiber of my batered being her trust I wish to earn. She feels betrayed and has the right. What they say is true about highensight. My intentions noble they may have been have caused her pain. In my despair redemption I see no way to gain. If I had one wish it simply would be for her heart to mend. I fear my life with her I have inadvertently brought to an end. As quickly as love comes it also goes. It all began with a paper rose. ©

The Paper
At the Folk Fest' in Woodford, In the store, whilst buying butter, I met this Indian bloke, Who came in from Calcutta. He asked of the shopkeeper, When at the counter he did stop, "Do you have toilet paper, Here in your lovely shop?" "Yes, I have lots of brands, On my shelves, mate, look right here. I have Softly's and I have Sorbent." But he said, "Oh no, too dear!" "I need the most inexpensive, That you have in your store, For I come from Calcutta, And I am very, very poor." "Yes, I think I can accommodate you," The shopkeeper then did say, "I have No-Name brand paper, And it's real cheap, mate, eh !" He said, "Oh, that will be the one, I am very pleased to see, Give to me your No-Name paper, And I'll take it home with me." But alas, just three days later, He came back in a fit, "Here, take back your John Wayne paper, I am bloody sick of it!" "No, hang on mate, settle down, It's not John Wayne, you see, This is No-Name toilet paper, That y

Paper {i Was Scared Shitless} Dunno Why
HOW'D THEY DO THAT? Horse training requires mutual respect By Derek Meurer, The Daily Courier Friday, February 15, 2008 When she was 16, JoAnna Carrillo suffered serious injuries because of a bull-riding accident. That has not kept her out of the saddle, however. Carrillo, now 19, lives and works in Chino Valley training horses and offering classes to riders. "Pretty much the basics are to make the horse respect you," Carrillo said. "It's respect for respect, just like a relationship with a human. If you beat them, you can't expect them to be friendly." Carrillo said she was "born into" horse training, and began her ranch work around age 5, in Texas. She has worked at numerous ranches since then, but says that when it comes to horses, there is always something new to learn. "When training a horse, you usually want to start them from the day they're born," Carrillo said. "You give them a couple of hours with their mother, and then get them haltered; let them know the h

Paper Rock And Sissors Test
this was a fun test. Your Score: Rocky scissors You scored 8 Rocks worth of Aggression, 7 scissors worth of Cunning, 3 papers worth of Diplomacy! You have a strong leaning towards two throws - Your prefered one has the higher score. I have included both descriptons though to save you time. Rock is commonly perceived as an aggressive throw. It taps into memories of fist fights, and images of mountains and huge rugged boulders. Without realising it, many players will see rock as a weapon and use it for protection when things aren't going their way. On the other hand (there are five other fingers - [/joke]) the use of rock on the offensive is a sign of over confidence and an obvious attempt to intimidate an opponent. In short Rock is Overbearing, agressive, powerful and blunt. ROCK beats SCISSORS - Scissors simply blunt themselves trying to cut rock. PAPER beats ROCK - Paper is representative of trees and plants. Over time, they will grow over and break rocks Scissors are a tool.

Papercut
Why does it feel like night today? Something in here’s not right today Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia’s all I got left I don’t know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed / but I know just what it feels like To have a voice in the back of my head It’s like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face watches every time I lie A face that laughs every time I fall (And watches everything) So I know that when it’s time to sink or swim That the face inside is hearing me / right beneath my skin It’s like I’m / paranoid lookin’ over my back It’s like a / whirlwind inside of my head It’s like I / can’t stop what I’m hearing within It’s like the face inside is right beneath my skin I know I’ve got a face in me points out all the mistakes to me You’ve got a face on the inside too and Your paranoia’s probably worse I don’t know what set me off first but I know what I can’t stand Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is I c

Paper Plate Noise Makers
What you'll need: Miniature paper plate Colorful paper streamers or tissue paper Craft jewels, large and medium Peach craft paint (optional) White craft glue or hot glue gun Scissors Beans or beads How to make it: If you like, paint the paper plate with peach paint. Let dry. Fold paper plate in half to find center. Make a crease that you can see and unfold. Place paper plate onto work surface. Cut streamers or tissue paper into thin strips about 4-5” long. Glue the strips to the rim of the plate, only on one side (see your crease) leaving most of the strip sticking out. The glued end of the strips will be on the inside of the plate once folded. Glue colors in an alternating pattern. Fold the plate and place a handful of beans or beads inside. Glue the plate closed. Decorate the outside of the plate with craft jewels. Tips: You can purchase craft jewels in variety bags at your local craft supply store. Make decorating this craft easier by using stickers instea

Paper Plate Port Hole
What you'll need: * 2 paper plates * Silver craft paint * 8 pieces of ring shaped cereal * Fish-shaped crackers * Silk plant leaves * Sea shells * Sand * White craft glue * Blue cellophane * Wax paper * Scissors How to make it: 1. Take both paper plates and set them on the table. One should be right side up and the other should be upside down. 2. On the plate that is right side up, draw your sea floor about 1/3 up the center of the plate. 3. Line the floor area with white glue, use an old paintbrush or your finger to spread the glue out evenly. 4. Cover the wet glue with sand and set aside to dry. 5. On the upside down plate, draw a circle where you will cut out your porthole in the center of the plate. 6. Glue ring shaped cereal pieces around the circle; these are the bolts on the porthole. Let dry. 7. Paint the cereal pieces and the paper plate from the outer edge to your penciled lines. Don’t w

Paper Mache'
Paper Mache' Use a simple mixture of flour and water. Mix one part flour with about 2 parts of water until you get a consistency like thick glue. Add more water or flour as necessary. Mix well to get out all the bumps. Add a few tablespoons of salt to help prevent mold! Pulp Recipe for Paper Mache' Materials Needed: * Newspaper * Water * Salt * Glue Instructions: A pulp mixture is great for making smooth, fine details in your paper mache creations, or for creating small objects. It would, however, take a lot of it to complete a larger project. Tear the newspaper into tiny pieces and put them in a large bowl. Add just enough warm to hot water to completely cover the newspaper. Let soap overnight. Once your newspaper has soaked for several hours, get your hands into it! Play with it, mix it, and squeeze it through your fingers until it looks like oatmeal! Try to get as many lumps out as possible. If necessary, add a bit more water and let it soak a lit

Papercut-linkin Park
Linkin Park - Papercut lyrics Why does it feel like night today? Something in here's not right today. Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia's all I got left I don't know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed But I know just what it feels like Have a voice in the back of my head Like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face watches every time I lie A face that laughs every time I fall (And watches everything) So I know that when it's time to sink or swim That the face inside is hearing me Right beneath my skin It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin I know I've got a face in me Points out all my mistakes to me You've got a face on the inside too Your paranoia's probably worse I don't know what set me off first But I know what I can't stand Everybody acts like the fact

Paper Doll
She was the girl all the nice boys wanted She was the girl all the bad boys had She was the girl who always smiled But inside she was always so sad Paper Doll Looking so happy Paper Doll She's always the same Paper Doll So easily torn Feeling alone since the day she was born Like a paper doll only good for some fun Hardly ever more than a day Then they'd forget all about her Or push her aside; throw her away She's been searching for herself She's still lost in a haze Cry herself to sleep To dream of better days Paper Doll Looking so happy Paper Doll She's always the same Paper Doll So easily torn Feeling alone since the day she was born Now she's older and growing so tired Always felt so despised and hated She's wanted someone to love and hold her How many nights has she cried while she waited? Paper Doll Looking so happy Paper Doll She's always the same Paper Doll So easily torn Feeling alone since the day she was born

Paper Planes
"Paper Planes" [x2] I fly like paper, get high like planes If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name If you come around here, I make 'em all day I get one down in a second if you wait [x2] Sometimes I think sitting on trains Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame Bonafide hustler making my name [x4] All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) And (KKKAAAA CHING!) And take your money [x2] Pirate skulls and bones Sticks and stones and weed and bongs Running when we hit 'em Lethal poison through their system [x2] No one on the corner has swag like us Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless We pack and deliver like UPS trucks Already going hell just pumping that gas [x4] All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) And (KKKAAAA CHING!) And take your money M.I.A. Third world democracy Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B. So, uh, no funny business Some some some I some I murder Some I so

Paper Sack Apple Pie
PAPER SACK APPLE PIE 1 (9-inch) unbaked pie shell 6 apples, peeled, cored and sliced 2 tablespoons flour 1 1/4 cup sugar 1 teaspoon cinnamon 1 1/2 teaspoon fresh lemon juice Topping: 1/3 cup margarine or butter, room temperature 1/2 cup sugar 1/2 cup flour Fill pie shell with sliced apples. Sprinkle with a mixture of the sugar, flour and cinnamon. Add lemon juice by sprinkling evenly over the entire pie. Cover all of this with a topping made by blending the margarine with the flour and sugar. Be sure the margarine is at room temperature. This topping is spread evenly over the apples by rapidly patting it with a dampened ice cube. Slip pie into a large, brown paper sack. Fold ends over and fasten with paper clips or staples. Bake one hour and 10 minutes in a 400 degree oven and dont peek before the time is past.

Paperboy
A 13 year-old old paperboy knocks on the door of one of his customers. A beautiful 20 year-old woman answers the door in nothing but a transparent nightie and asks him what she can do to help him. He tells her that she owes him for four weeks' bill and that he needs the money. She wanted to know how much she owes him and he figures that, at four dollars a week for four weeks, she owes him 16 dollars. She told him that she doesn't have the 16 bucks but she will take him to bed and promise to make his teeth sweat. The kid figures, ‘what the hell’ and follows her into the house. They go into the bedroom where she gets naked and lies on the bed, touching herself provocatively. He drops his paperbag from his shoulder and pulls his pants down, revealing an 11-inch member! He reaches into the bag and pulls out styrofoam spacers and starts to slide them over his penis to make it shorter. The girl says to him “Oh, don't worry boy, I can take all of that!” He looks up at her out of one

Paper Angels
Paper angels do not fall, In origmai or otherwise, They take flight, In blessings & all, As the tiger's, Jump on there paws, Full of black eyes, Bruises, Thou shall not stumble or fall, Let the sun shine, Upon your soul, Dont let your fear's, Be a nightmare off the past, Sleep in soft sweet dreams!

Paper Thin Walls
As a young married couple, a husband and a wife lived in a cheap housing complex near the military base where he was working. Their chief complaint was that the walls were paper-thin and that they had no privacy. This was painfully obvious when one morning the husband was upstairs and the wife was downstairs on the telephone. She was interrupted by the doorbell and went to greet her neighbor. "Give this to your husband," he said thrusting a roll of toilet paper into her hands. "He's been yelling for it for 15 minutes!"

Paper Gangsta
Midnight rush with a pen in my hand. Dinkin, linking, sanscript with a fan. Remembering me before we began. Sometimes I feel so def in the jam. But the ones who loved me told me to stop. Like homegirl cant catch shit if it drop. A superwoman chick you know that I am. Some shit dont fly by me and the man. 'Cos I do not accept any less than someone. Just as real, as fabulous. Don't want no paper gangsta. Won't sign away my life to. Someone who's got the flavor. But don't got no follow through. Don't want no paper gangsta. Won't sign no monkey papers. I don't do funny business. Not interested in fakers. Don't want no paper gangsta. Oh Ohhh Don't want no paper gangsta. Oh Ohhh Don't want no paper gangsta. Got something so shiny to start. Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart. I've heard it before, yeah the dinners were nice. Till your diamond words melted into some ice. You should have been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California paper gangsta raw. I'm looking for love, not

Paper Rain By Amanda Stott
"Paper Rain" Wide-eyed, maybe that's true But most of the time I can see through you You say I'm too sweet for my own good But when your anger lets you down, understood You're burnin' up from inside out While you're riding you're knocked down There are things that you can't see And one of them is me You've been walking in a paper rain There is a storm inside your head On this perfect day Come down from your cloud and walk my way And let the paper rain Just blow away Tell me what I should do When you want to paint a day every shade of blue Is it too late for us to shine Can you crawl into the light and just be mine Your world of words is so unreal Sometimes I wonder if you feel The same emotions that I do When I'm close to you You've been walking in a paper rain There is a storm inside your head On this perfect day Come down from your cloud and walk my way And let the paper rain Just blow away Do you wonder what would happen if you let me in? Are you afraid to give yourself away

Paper Dolls
Paper dolls sitting in the quiet of my mind. Lifeless little paper dolls; a figment of my imagination. Staring with blank faces through my soul, yearing for life. I want to cut the paper dolls so that they can see no more of me. Connected in a chain, whiriling in my brain. Knowing, knowing the secerts of my heart and how I sometimes fall apart. Oh, the pretty paper dolls smiling with no mouths at my desperate discontent. Singing songs that remind me of the past. At last, I understand that do not need to hold a hand of another to roam the land. However, it is just that that I want. Soul mate, lover, friend, someone with whom I will meet my end. The paper dolls laugh at me, laughing at my discontent wondering where my mind has went. Who are they to laugh at me? I am the one with a tangible life. Not of paper, yet of strife. I must destroy my pretty paper dolls all standing in a row. Destroy them so the torment will cease and I can finally live in peace. Shredded little paper dolls sittin

Paper Girl
Paper girl Write a lie With the truth hidden inside Tread on the edges Of depression But always pull away Paper girl A precipitation Of lonely desperation Rain down on The winter flower Ever forced to stay Paper girl Burn the world And this fateful door Light the match Of truth and light And burn these walls today

Paper & Pen
This paper and pen Speak about what a mess I’m in Crumpled edges And blurred outlines Tell of better days When I felt fine But lately I feel so beat up Write my feelings on this pad My emotions left uncut Like a wound without a band aid An infectious scar is all you’ve made The itch and the burn The failed lesson learned You carry on just the same Slander and hate when you say my name Useless feelings Sleepless nights staring at the ceiling Silence is universal Words left unsaid are hurtful Yet the thought of you burns my mind Like a wildfire deep inside Flames singe the remainder of you Every burn Every mark Every lie Every start Every beginning Every end I can’t do this again

Paper Wings
Another rainy day The sky laden with thick, dark clouds On a window sill she sits Staring out over the dying garden beneath her It’s been months since she’s tilled Or planted, watered or pruned Months since she’s even stood atop the soil This dreary house has been her prison Her only escape lies within this little corner With its old-fashioned cushion Covered in little blue flowers And the loose wood plank beneath her feet Where she hides her treasures… She sits for hours Thankful for the time he is away Watching the world pass her by unknowingly A bruise here, scratches there Just enough time for these to heal Before he lays a fresh set upon her skin With a sigh, the kind that makes one weep with longing, She removes the plank And pulls out the small leather bag within A couple of pens & pencils Scissors, tape, scraps of paper, buttons, odds and ends A purity ring, the diamond now lost to pay some random debt The only thing she has

Paper Dress - Toadies
So what we did would redefine the perfect function to realize some kind of potential... And underneath the paper dress she knows we're different shoulders and a neck shrug away this distance Now in my home and in my car I can't help but hold my thoughts eventually drink back to this day Wherever we go Wherever we go This ghost will follow Wherever we go Wherever we go This ghost will follow Wherever we go Wherever we go This ghost... AAYYEAHH!!!

Paphian
paphian\ PEY-fee-uhn \adjective; 1. Of or pertaining to love, esp. illicit physical love. 2. Of or pertaining to Paphos, an ancient city of Cyprus sacred to Aphrodite. 3. Noting or pertaining to Aphrodite or to her worship or service.

Papi Bear
Hey guys!! I need your help! See my friend here is an IPLO in Iraq, and he needs some love!! So check out his page, give him some rates, and fan him or friend him or whatever!! He's one of the best guys I know, and he's doin' a kick ass job! Show him the love!! Just follow the link! Bagdad Harley Rider@ CherryTAP

Papi ?????
Ok some of you know iv been d-vorced for about 5 yrs, and there has been one thing that happens on a regular basises. Its gettn called PAPI. O dont get wrong im not offended by this in the least little bit but why is that all women seem to call me this. If you can leave a comment and be honest i HATE FIBBERS!!! just wondering and thank you for taking the time to read this and commenting.

Papi's Happy Hour!! :d
WHO IS HAVING A HAPPY HOUR??? That's right! One of our favorite bouncers is having a Happy Hour on Saturday, May 3 at 6pm Fu-time, 7pm Mountain Time, 8pm Central Time, and 9pm Eastern Time! Make sure to show him LOTS of love for everything he does for us!!! :D Big Papi Smurf@ fubar This Pimpout brought to you by: ~*syn™*~

Papi
"November 12, 2008 @ 5:14 am These are very pretty and a VERY sweet gesture....I love seeing how LOVED you are and admired by others as you are so very much by me....I love everything about you babydoll & I'm so, so happy that you're part of my crew ...Looking thru your pics and re-rating them ALWAYS reminds me of how lucky of a man I am to have your friendship and trust the way that I do ... BOTTOM LINE ________________________ ...... YOU FUCKIN RAWK MY WORLD BABE!!! THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU, AND FOR BEING ONE OF MY GIRLS..... I KNOW I'M THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE AND WILL NEVER LET YOU FORGET THAT I KNOW...WINX*..(Pinkie swearz it yo..xoxoxoxo)" I think you make sure i know how loved i am papi. I'm way too proud to be your mija. I love you.

Pa. Police Station Buzzing With Snakes
Pa. police station buzzing with snakes Fri Oct 27, 10:13 PM ET The city police station was buzzing Thursday — with the sound of rattlesnakes. Receptionist Mallary Shingara said when she walked into the chief's office and saw them, "I dropped my cell phone and almost my coffee." Police Chief John Brown said officers answered a call Wednesday night about a woman threatening to harm herself and found the woman in her basement holding a knife to her throat. She put down the knife but began waving the snakes at the officers, and was herself bitten on the arms and face. She put down the snakes and again grabbed the knife, but Mount Carmel police arrived with a stun weapon and used it to immobilize her, Brown said. The woman was taken to Geisinger Medical Center in Danville for treatment of the snake bites, and officers brought aquariums back to the station containing two western diamondback rattlesnakes, a pygmy rattlesnake and two copperheads, each about 30 inches long, Bro

Pappa D!!!!!
Oh my gosh!! He is the coolest guy ever!! He is brand new to CT, so I was hoping maybe some of you could stop by his page and check him out!! Just talk to him for a minute and you'll figure out he's a really cool guy!! I love him to death! Pappa D@ CherryTAP

The Pappenheimer Family
The Pappenheimer's Torture of the Pappenheimers from 'Bamberger Halsgerichtordnung' (1508) The hapless family were pulled from their slumber and taken to jail. Ten-year-old Hänsel was left behind with the Pappenheimer's landlords. The next day, not knowing what else to do with him, the landlords took little Hänsel to the jail to be with his parents. The Pappenheimers were kept in the custody of a man by the name of Alexander von Haslang zu Haslangsreut, Grosshausen und Reid. Haslang had the responsibility of turning the Pappenheimer family into an example of extreme justice. After their capture, Haslang arranged for the interrogation and torture of the Pappenheimers. He accused the family of multiple crimes and of practicing witchcraft in league with the Devil. Although the Pappenheimers declared their innocence of crime and of witchcraft at first, a bit of carefully used torture made them change their plea. Fundamentally, Haslang was not terribly interested in th

Pappaps Secret Turkey Stuffing Recipe
they denied my mumm so i shall now blog...but regardless..for the non cooks out there...i shall pass along Grandpas secret Turkey Stuffing Recipe..for giggles i shall replace the name of Turkey with Odie1: Take thawed Odie out of bag and wipe off with clean cloth 2: Place Odie on waist high cutting block or counter top3: Gently part Odie's legs and remove bag of innards and neck..dont need any competition4: Talk softly and calmly to Odie as not to alarm 5: Grab shoe horn and vat of Astro-glide6: Hold Odie firmly but lovingly onto said table7: Distract Odie by placing chicken in pot in front of it, so that Odie believes the holiday is not about him this year8: Put shoe horn into Odie access opening and squeeze in 13oz of Astro-glide 9: Slowly slide into Odie....and release 1 cup of hot melted butter from user supplied injector..be sure to slap Odie repeatedly and tell him what a bad lil Turkey he has been10: Once Odie is full of hot melted butter, clean injector off immediately so as

Pap Roach - She Loves Me Not.
When I see her eyes Look into my eyes Then I realize that She could see inside my head So I close my eyes Thinking that I could hide Disassociate so I don't have to lose my head This situation leads to agitation Will she cut me off? Will this be an amputation? I don't know, If I care I'm the jerk, Life's not fair Fighting all the time This is out of line She loves me not, loves me not Do you realize, I won't compromise She loves me not, loves me not Over the past five years I have shed my tears I have drank my beers and watched my fears fly away And untill this day She still swings my way But it's sad to say sometimes She says she loves me not But I hesitate To tell her I hate This relationship I want out today This is over I don't know If I care I'm the jerk Life's not fair Fighting all the time This is out of line She loves me not, loves me not Do you realize, I won't compromise She loves me not Life's not fair I'm the jerk Line for l

Pap Smear..lmfao
There is a virus being passed around electronically, orally, and by hand. This virus is called Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK). If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else via any means. DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life completely. If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two good friends to the nearest grocery store. Purchase the antidote known as Work-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or Bothersome-Employer-Elimination-Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

Papyre Pad 970: 4 Pour Les étudiants Tablette Android
juin 20 , 2012 tabouf.com offrit des informations de produit chinois Papyre Pad 970, tablette android 4.0 à 4 pour les étudiants: Le monde de comprimés est sans fin. Maintenant, il semble que le marché dicte que les comprimés à devenir plus spécifique dans son utilisation, de sorte que la société vient de Grammata annoncé le lancement imminent en Espagne de son Pad Papyre Tablet 970, une tablette conue pour le milieu éducatif, avec une richesse fabricant du logiciel prepcargado sera mis à jour au fil du temps. Il est un comprimé de milieu de gamme, et son cot implique plus de logiciels de premier plan et prendre la tablette elle-même dispose de quelques fonctionnalités de base. Le Papyre 970 Pad pas connu pour ses caractéristiques, si ce n'est pas dans le logiciel préchargé substance. Parmi les programmes que nous pouvons mettre en évidence est la complète Wikipedia téléchargé pour afficher hors ligne, un atlas mondial complet, la traduction de l'anglais au dictionnaire c

Paradise!!
BOY: Well, I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday Parkin' by the lake and there was not another car in sight And I never had a girl lookin' any better than you did And all the kids at school, they were wishin' they were me that night So now our bodies are oh so close and tight It never felt so good, it never felt so right And we're glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife Glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife Come on, hold on tight Well, come on, hold on tight! CHOIR: Though it's cold and lonely in the deep, dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard light GIRL: Ain't no doubt about it, we were doubly blessed 'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed ALL: Ain't no doubt about it, baby got to go and shout it Ain't no doubt about it, we were doubly blessed BOY: 'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed BOY: Baby, don't you hear my heart? You got it drownin' out the radio I been a-waitin

Paraskevidekatriaphobia
People who see themselves as unlucky should stay indoors on Friday the 13th, according to new research. A study suggests those who consider themselves unlucky are more likely to believe in superstitions associated with bad luck, such as the number 13. What is more, the researchers say, this belief alone can actually lead to "bad luck". Psychologist Dr Richard Wiseman, who carried out the research, said: "Unlucky people tend to buy into negative superstitions, like having seven years bad luck after smashing a mirror. "If you're one of these people, the fact that it's Friday the 13th could make you anxious and that will make you more likely to have accidents, drive less well, and perhaps find it harder to relate to other people. "So your bad luck could be your own doing." 'Copping out' More controversially, Dr Wiseman believes some people actually want to be unlucky because it helps them to avoid taking responsibility for their own failings. "It's a way of copping

Parasitic Love
Eyes so cold. Piercing my heart. Your beauty is a sin. Into my mind and soul, you drive yourself. You, like a parasite I can not get rid of, have infected me with your love... It is pain, and bliss, all at once. I want to kill away my infection... It will not stop. Festering inside me, I claw at it. Go away, relinquish my sanity... But wait... No, do not go. Stay here with me. I cannot be without you. The infection has gone too deep. I do not think I can live without.... My Parasitic Love

The Paradox Of Our Time
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner sp

Paraphilias
What is a paraphilia? In long form, it's a scenario whose real or fantasized presence is psychologically necessary for sexual gratification. In short, it's a fetish. There are so many paraphilias in the world, the range is simply astounding. Think of it this way: if it exists, someone probably has a fetish for it. And, unbeknownst to me, the simplest and most common of erotic happinesses are considered fetishes. To my surprise, I am apparently an Acomoclitic, Altocalciphila, FSRP, Gynonudomania, Odaxelagnia, Retifism, Thlipsosis, Tripsolagnia, Tripsophilia freak. Who knew? I'll have to add it to my resume, I guess. It's not uncommon for someone to have a fetish that they have to go out of their way to accommodate. But there are some fetishes out there that are so extreme, they are completely illegal and sometimes life-threatening. I've taken the liberty of listing all the fetishes and put them in categories listed by uniqueness and severity. Enjoy! AwwThat's Cute Acomoclit

Paranoid Schizophrenic?
You Are 44% Paranoid Schizophrenic It's likely that you're perfectly fine, though you have your crazy moments. You tend to be a bit paranoid, but no one's out to get you but yourself. Are You A Paranoid Schizophrenic?

Paradise, Beyond
Crystal creations Luring temptations It's her touch he hungers for Yearning deep A pounding need Feeling his lips pressed upon hers Burning sensation Tingling deeply in each others flesh This moment they have only dreamed of As they begin to make love Finally upon them The time is here All their fantasies become real A dreamy fate Completely embraced As hands begin to explore Clothing drooping To the floor Inner passions begin to soar Flesh upon flesh Sweet gentle caress Teasingly he tickles her breast In between her knees Is where he longs to be As they both fall to the floor Between her thighs He now becomes As his enlarged manly hood Enters deeply into her walls Fires ignite Two souls combine With every pleasing thrust Sensations now peak As they rain the satisfaction of their love Forever together as one

Paranoia
In the Beginning There Was The Computer Hi Jazz-U-RRR. Thanks for taking time out to tell me all about Paranoia. It is my pleasure, citizen. Ok then, lets start at the beginning? What era is Paranoia set in? Early in the 21st Century, World War III happened. Real big mess. The surviving nations formed a global government. The Age of Peace came about. Then a few years later, a natural disaster destroyed civilisation as we know it and survivors were forced to live in underground complexes.That was a couple of hundred years ago. Underground Complexes? Right. Paranoia is set in one such underground base called Alpha Complex. Alpha Complex is truly massive; covering what was once the entire San Francisco area. So what's life like in Alpha Complex? Life in Alpha Complex has many outstanding elements but the most important thing about Alpha Complex, and therefore Paranoia, is The Computer. The Computer governs every aspect of life in Alpha Complex. The Computer decides

Parallel
Striking blue eyes stare at you and pierce into your soul. She is beautiful, the same as she always was. The picture perfect child with a carefree smile. But this is just the fake truth depicted for you. You’ve never seen the pain behind the cold steel blue. You never even thought to look. You don’t see the glimmer of cool silver followed by drops of deep red. You won’t see the pink and white crisscrossed arms. You can’t hear the voices in her head. She wears a façade, a mask of happiness to hide the truth. You’ll never see the truth only the “truth” she represents. The parallel reality is reality in itself

Para Proteger Tu Casa For Protection Of You're House
PARA PROTEGER TU CASA SIEMBRE A LA ORILLA DE TU CASA, O FRENTE A ELLA O SIEMBRALA EN UNA MACETA SIEMPRE A LA ENTRADA UNA ARBOL QUE SE CONOCE COMO "GUASIMO DE TERNERO" SI NO LO LOGRAS CONSEGUIR ENTONCES PUEDES SEMBRAR EL "APAZOTE" TE FIJAS QUE SENCILLO

Paranoia
Clouds of doubt reign high today As paranoia comes to play. Its games are wicked The rewards are cruel For paranoia knows no rules It has no reason its quiet insane How it loves to play the game It grips your spine and quickly shakes A wicked little twist of fate You try to scream No sound will come One more push A fragile mind twists and breaks No place to run You can not hide For paranoia now dwells inside Nixy

Para Ti Alisa
We've been there through thick and thin I don't even know where to begin I'm scared for you right now To whats happening all I can say is how? I want you to be okay and everything right I want to be there right by your side It tears me up to know whats going on And them not finding out whats wrong It's so scary because you spoke those words About me going down to cali And how I chose my friends over my blood How we might not see eachother again Then this... I feel so trapt I just want to drop everything and run to you I can't you're too far away It kills me, thats all i have to say This is for you alisa, I love you

Paradise
Shelter breeze filled palms Sea mingled passion Sweet cries among the gulls Perfection savored. Dances primal rhythms Merging, swell with the ocean Tide rising higher still Lunar melody Sunset hued afterglow Reflections soften purple blue Peace on our island Slumber paradise.

Parallels
WHEN WE FIRST START OUT I THOUGHT OUR LOVE MIGHT FOLLOW THE TRADITION OF GOOD WINE AND GET BETTER WITH AGE. INTO OUR RELATIONSHIP I THOUGHT OUR LOVE MIGHT LIKE CHEESE FERMENT AND BECOME MELLOW. AND AT THE END OFOUR RELATIONSHIP I COMPARE YOUTO A WINE MADE WITH SOUR GRAPES THAT EVENTUALLY TURNED TO VINEGAR. IN THE AFTERMATH OF OUR RELATIONSHIP I CAN COMPARE MYSELF TO A LOAF OF BREAD THAT AS A DOUGH WAS CAREFULLY KNEADED AND ALLOWED TO RISE TO FULLNESS BUT AFTER BEING BAKED, SLICE, AND LEFT UNCOVERED EXPOSED TO THE AIR I, LIKE THE BREAD MERELY BECAME HARD.

?para Mi Amor?
?PARA MI AMOR? ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD LOVE U FOREVER I WILL LIVE FOR ?PARA MI AMOR ? I WOULD LAUGH FOR I WILL BE HAPPY FOR ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD TAKE CARE OF I WILL LOVE YOU FOR YOU ?PARA MI PARA? I WOULD LOVE THE GROUND YOU WALK O0N I WILL WORSHIP YOU ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD KISS EVERYDAY I WILL TELL YOU I LOVE YOU ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD BE YOUR TEDDYBEAR I WILL FOREVER BE THERE ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD ALWAYS THINK OF YOU I WILL CHERISH YOU ?PARA MI AMOR? I WOULD HOLD YOU FOREVER I WILL SHOW YOU MY FEELINGS FOR YOU ?PARA MI AMOR? YOU WOULD FOREVER BE IN HEART YOU WILL BEMY EVERYTHING ?PARA MI AMOR?

The Paranormal
Hey all I just wanted everyone to know about my Paranormal web site i have been working on it for a while now that is why i have not been on Cherry Tap. I am hoping That some of you will check it out and if you do Please sign the guest book and let me know what you guys think here is the link just copy and paste http://NCParanormalInvestigators.piczo.com Thanks again, Olivia (Zombie Chick)

Paranoid
paranoia is all i see are lies and betrayal all that comfort me? this is not what i want this is not who i wish to be. always second guessing always on the defencive its not fair to the one i love to put her through this cuz im messed up she's not like the ones i've loved she's not like the ones that tore me up i need to break free to hold on loosely. before i squeeze to tight before i break the greatest thing to happen to me ... this paranoia claws at me, but for her i will not let it destroy what could be a happy story

Parabol
So familiar and overwhelmingly warm This one, this form I hold now. Embracing you, this reality here, This one, this form I hold now, so Wide eyed and hopeful. Wide eyed and hopefully wild. We barely remember what came before this precious moment, Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside... This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion. Nothing is real...

The Paradise
I touched upon a valley That was quite new to me A warm gentle fire ignited from within I never felt like this before As I caressed your soft silky skin I tasted paradise as the stars danced The dream the desire Set my spirit on fire I could not express how I felt The sweetest aroma The sweetest nectar That came from paradise Which I explored in My dream time and time again If I was to follow you with desires If I were to hold you close As you set my world ablaze Would you then sing to me With the passion your heart displays And I search neath the stars The paradise of dreams The one where you set my spirit on fire [ Our Family House ,Durban ]

Paradoxal Lucidity, A Poem And Definitions
Definitions of Paradoxal 1.) A statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth. 2.) An opinion or statement contrary to commonly accepted opinion. ------------------------------- Definitions of Lucidity 1.) Easily understood, completely intelligible and comprehensible. 2.) Characterized by a clear perception, understanding; rational, and sane moment in one's madness. --------------------------------------- Definitions of Paradoxal Lucidity 1.) A statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth that is easily understood, completely intelligible and comprehensible. 2.) An opinion or statement contrary to commonly accepted opinion and is characterized by a clear perception, understanding; rational, and sane moment in one's madness. ---------------------------------------- "Paradoxal Lucidity" Paradoxal Lucidity Confusion with fluidity

Parallax, A Poem.
----- Parallax ----- She should not rage who walks the Night, with Passions stirred and Soul alight, who walks the day with Heart astir, To Serve her Lord who cannot bear, The harsh light so unending there, For yet her service - gifted Love, the Loyalty of her heart Prove, That Love's Unending Passion sees, The Flight of Two Souls Celestine, The Passions unknown to the herd, Who for description lack all word, And yet mute witness there they are, with no Respect and thus afar, From Those Protecting while They're served, Despite the folk in world absurd, For that she serve Him willing thus, Their Love unites Them, without fuss. ^Uyraell^ 2/03/2007, Feb, 3rd.

Parallax
She should not rage who walks the Night, with Passions stirred and Soul alight, who walks the day with Heart astir, To Serve her Lord who cannot bear, The harsh light so unending there, For yet her service - gifted Love, the Loyalty of her heart Prove, That Love's Unending Passion sees, The Flight of Two Souls Celestine, The Passions unknown to the herd, Who for description lack all word, An yet mute witness there they are, with no Respect and thus afar, From Those Protecting while They're served, Despite the folk in world absurd, For that she serve Him willing thus, Their Love unites Them, without fuss. ^Uyraell^ 2/03/2007,

2012 - Parallels Across The Globe
There are striking parallels between a diversity of cultures relating to 2012 and there are many world views available to us. Emissaries from manydifferent traditions will speak about the beliefs & prophesies of their culture.Hopi Predict a 25yr period of purification followed by End of Fourth World and beginning of the Fifth.Mayans Call it the 'end days' or the end of time as we know it.Maoris Say that as the veils dissolve there will be a merging of the physical & spiritual worlds.Zulu Believe that the whole world will be turned upside down.Hindus Kali Yuga (end time of man). The Coming of Kalki & critical mass of Enlightened Ones.Incas Call it the 'Age of Meeting Ourselves Again'.Aztec Call this the Time of the Sixth Sun. A time of transformation. Creation of new race.Dogon Say that the spaceship of the visitors, the Nommo, will return in the form of a blue starPueblo Acknowledge it'll be the emergence into the Fifth WorldCherokee Their ancient calendar ends exactly at

Paradise By The Dashboaed Lights
BOY: I remember every little thing As if it happened only yesterday Parking by the lake And there was not another car in sight And I never had a girl Looking any better than you did And all the kids at school They were wishing they were me that night And now our bodies are oh so close and tight It never felt so good, it never felt so right And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife C'mon! Hold on tight! C'mon! Hold on tight! Thought it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard light GIRL: Ain't no doubt about it We were doubly blessed 'Cause we were barely seventeen And we were barely dressed Ain't no doubt about it Baby got to go and shout it Ain't no doubt about it We were doubly blessed BOY: 'Cause we were barely dressed And we were barely dressed Baby doncha hear my heart You got it drowning out the radio I've been waiting so long For you to come along and h

Paranoia
Another afternoon at home, I sat with my feet up on the table. Slowly turning a fully loaded ammo clip in my hand, the pistol sat next to me on the plush leather couch. Other than the slight whispering friction of my fingertips against the plastic clip, there were no other sounds in the house. In the days before my final operation in Venezuela, I would be watching television all night, laughing at all of my favorite comedy shows. These days though, I had decided that it made too much noise, and I might not hear someone sneaking in. I always said that you can never be too careful. My former teammates take random occasions to call me and see how things are going. They like to make sure that I made it to the store recently, or really anything as simple as getting up to go to the bathroom. On several occasions, I have soiled my couch, rather than be out of view of the main points of entry to this house. My friends continue to care about me, even after my dismissal from Delta For

Paralyzed Vets Owe Gov't Bonus Money!
Paralyzed vets owe gov't bonus money! HEADLINES and NEWS LINKS Courtesy of TvNewsLies.org http://tvnewslies.org/news Jesse's Blog: http://www.tvnewslies.org/blog/ ________________________________________________________________ February 15, 2007 MILITARY & VETERANS : http://www.tvnewslies.org/news/#military ·**Soldiers Back From War Fight Different Battle - Soldiers who were paralyzed, suffered brain damage and lost limbs owe the government enlistment bonus money. They must pay the money back because they didn't fulfill their tour of duty. WAR : http://www.tvnewslies.org/news/#war · Now the Saudis tool up for war · 6 U.S. troops killed in separate incidents in Iraq - POLITICS : http://www.tvnewslies.org/news#politics · Neoconservatives hate liberty as much as they love war - · Powell tried to push Iran talks in 2003 and was rebuffed · Bush at Press Conference Today Contradicts Sunday's Briefing on Iranian Weapons ECONOMY : http://www.tvnewslies.org

Paralyzed.
[stay and listen] the cardigans. This is where your sanity gives in And love begins. Never lose your grip, Don't trip, don't fall, You'll lose it all. The sweetest way to die. It lies deep inside; You can not hide, It's the meanest fire. Oh, it's a strange desire, You can not lie That's a needless fight. This is where your sanity gives in And love begins. Never lose your grip, Don't trip, don't fall, You'll lose it all. The sweetest way to die. When your blood runs dry You're paralyzed. It will eat your mind. Did you hold it back? It comes to you in slow attacks; It's the meanest fire. This where your sanity gives in And love begins; Never lose your grip, Don't trip, don't fall You'll lose it all. This is where your sanity gives in And love begins Never lose your grip, Don't trip, don't fall. You'll lose it all. This is where your sanity gives in And love begins Never lose your grip, Don't trip, don't fall You'll lose it all; T

* Paradigm Shift *
* Paradigm Shift * * Giving all as one a conscious lift * * To move in darkness and love and light * * To integrate polarity - By day and by night * * To move beyond the veils of illusion, seperation & amnesia rift * * To superconsciously drift * * Into expanded and higher frequency band * * To bioenergenetically shift * * To inter-dimensionally uplift * * All as one * Into an higher electromagnetic vibration grand * * Infinite and eternal as all the world's grains of sand *

Paranoid Pirates
[edit] Paranoid Pirates! sweet17: Hi bloodninja: hello bloodninja: who is this? sweet17: just a someone? bloodninja: A someone I know? sweet17: nope bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me? sweet17: well sorrrrrry sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you bloodninja: why? sweet17: nevermind your an jerk bloodninja: Hey wait a minute sweet17: yes? bloodninja: look I’m sorry. I’m just a little paranoid sweet17: paranoid? bloodninja: yes sweet17: of what? sweet17: me? bloodninja: No. I’m in hiding. sweet17: LOL bloodninja: Don’t fucking laugh at me! bloodninja: This shit is serious! sweet17: What are you hiding from? bloodninja: The cops. sweet17: gimme a fucking break bloodninja: I’m serious. sweet17: I don’t get it bloodninja: The cops are after me. sweet17: For what? bloodninja: I’m wanted in three states sweet17: For??? bloodninja: It’s kindof embarrasing. bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey. bloodninja: Hello? sweet17: You are fucking sick.

Paradise Kiss ( It Sound Better In Japanese But What The Hell .. Its Strange And Nice Andsad All At Once )
at midnight i rushed out kicking the door my glass shoe broken and even my dress torn hey shouldnt you be shocked ? you dont even try to chase me tears are falling and i cant run anymore maybe its jealousy painful lonely in gorgeous yeah party night; im breaking my heart now i want you to find me soon and hold me tight the headlights are shining where are you bad boy wiping away the tears with the scarf of my love i cant see anything

Paranoid
Paranoid Another scratch, a whisper of a scrape against a somewhat distant alleyway and then movement from me away Away AWAY way away, I pray but a twitch in the shadows a fleeting glimpse perhaps? or not. what am I seeing? am I imagining this? is nothing there? or is it him. her. it. them. are they relentless in their endless quest for me? why do they mirror my every move in every door to the side of every building? smoking a cigarette and reading the paper not looking at anything. seeing everything. especially me. the bastards. who are devoid of mercy. and have slain my will. and have stolen my hope. they will not quit. for I am the hunted. I am their prey. by Lobo Aru

Paradise By The Dashboard T
. Paradise Boy: I remember every little thing As if it happened only yesterday Parking by the lake And there was not another car in sight And I never had a girl Looking any better than you did And all the kids at school They were wishing they were me that night And now our bodies are oh so close and tight It never felt so good, it never felt so right And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife C'mon! Hold on tight! C'mon! Hold on tight! Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard light Girl: Ain't no doubt about it We were doubly blessed Cause we were barely seventeen And we were barely dressed Ain't no doubt about it Baby got to go and shout it Ain't no doubt about it We were doubly blessed Boy: Cause we were barely seventeen And we were barely dressed Baby doncha hear my heart You got it drowning out the radio I've been waiting so long For you to come along and have some f

Paranoia Or Precursor?
Ask me what I think of The Police States of Amerikkka and I'll be the first to tell you the Powers That Be are attempting to globalize and enslave us all. Over the past couple of years, while on the show and these blogs, I have ranted, railed and screamed to the Amerikkkan sheeple that we're on the verge of total ruin. It's not too late, we can turn back the tide but let's go with a nice illustration for a sec. You know Marvel killed Captain America? Yep! It's true and the most fucked-up part is they practically detail it on their site for all to see. Now, I'll skip the history lesson, showing you what a geek I am and go straight for the present situation, thereby reverting to that of a total nerd. If you don't feel like you can stomach this, I'll understand. Civil War (Author's Commentary: I'll be delivering a lot of my words parenthetically to properly show parallels and explain them in conjunction to what's happening today) Recent events have been tumultuous for Capta

The Paradox Of My Life
"This life is not for complaint, but for satisfaction." "We gain the strength of the temptation we resist." "Enjoy life today, yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come." "I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it " Life is temporary, fleeting, and it will eventually end. Before mine does, I would like very much to make a difference in the world. I always feel a presence in my life of something greater, something guiding me!!! I wanted to speak to the world but when every time I try to open my lips and start to speak, everyone turns their back on me, all I wanted is someone to listen, someone to talk, someone to hug me when I feel lost. Someone to comfort me when I want to cry. …No one believe that even me, happy looking fellow gets hurt sometimes, Oh maybe because I smile and laugh and you don’t see my eyes tears, my heart does not cry.. Hope combine with prayers has always been my armor.. Every after one’s failure came to my life I manag

The Parable Of The Bracelets
(Originally posted on October 19, 2006)Imagine a thick metal bracelet On the top is a large, clear gem. Believers think that it's a diamond, wear it proudly, and are shocked when they see people without the bracelet. Non believers think the gem is a piece of glass, refuse to wear it, and think those who wear it are foolish. Others think it might be real, or it might be fake. Nobody really knows for sure.Some people think that the society that wears the bracelets rightside-up are stupid and feel they can get more power by turning them upside down. They wear the bracelets in opposition of society, but (and this is the important part), it is STILL the SAME BRACELET. These people are STILL believers.Other people find the thought of one gem too confining. They break the gem into pieces and put them along the bracelet. However, when they are done, it is STILL the SAME BRACELET.The gem in some bracelets are made of a different material, whether red or green or blue. Again, there are

Paradise
Depression pulls at you Like the arms of a sadistic fantasy. You fall back into nothing To watch the world disappear Within a crimson chasm. Nothing breaks the falls You don’t stop falling Even through the bloodied concrete Not until you reach her arms. You shudder there in the only paradise You have ever been able to escape to. Jealousy puts more green In your eyes than any gem comprehends. You’d put her under glass And label all the parts If only she wouldn’t’ve Had to hurt through it all. You contemplate How to kill competition Even when you’re in her arms. You shudder there in the only paradise You have ever been able to escape to. Obsession keeps pictures Of her in your wallet and on your walls. You want to keep her happy And will do anything To make sure she knows it. You won’t stop hunting Her every imprint on the earth. You’ll beg for her to kiss you When you’re being held by her arms. You shudder there in the only paradise You have ever been a

Paralysis
One of the most troubling dream events, and startling physical side-effects of REM, is paralysis. Large muscle groups often become paralyzed during a dream, presumably to prevent injury to the dreamer in case the dreamer's instincts would cause a physical reaction to dreaming visuals. It can be troubling if the dreamer becomes aware of his body in a paralyzed state without being aware of the fact that the mind is still in a dream state. Suddenly stripped of every physical capacity for defense, the dreamer can experience great panic or victimization in the dream. This scenario is a troubling version of the lucid dream. Instead of mind awareness and body control, the dreamer has body awareness and no mind control. Hundreds of years ago, this phenomenon was observed and named having a witch on your back. The idea was that an unfriendly spirit within the dream had pinned you to your bed. Indeed, it is not uncommon to have a sense of spiritual oppression in a dream that includes paralysis.

Paradise
Takin a ride to the east side before mornin comes all the kids will've died Takin it slow and back up the track No one rewinds and no gives a shit In morning times we all were told that The good life comes to the brave and bold And they showed us their guns and waved their flags And in the streets we graffittied our souls with our brothers' blood Before we all fall we fight for our good Takin a ride down to the west side The boys are playin the girls on the side Got no money and we've got no home One bullets our mom And one cell is pa Silently scream as the carousel turns The morning sun twists and it burns A last second chance that none of us take But this is all that we've known This is no mistake Takin a ride on to the south side We'll never live but we'll never die The longer we roam Our legend carves the streets Before we go down we sing a new beat

Paradise Lost
Vile whispers spewed forth A vile tongue talking in riddles panic wakens in the depths of there souls Insanity breaking forth on the world Succumbed to madness Embracing there vile need Dark specters roaming free Innocence lost This island paradise A mockery to the gods Fallen angels weeping sorrow Snake toothed lies all the truth left A vision of lust laid raped across the earth Children of babylon one and all All guilty Sins of the father Tainted truths Nothing but liars Earthly lust there final sin Patented pain World fallen so cold Vengeance served the sun grows dark Dark clouds fall every where Acid rain burning what's left of gias heart Paradise's finally lost

Paradise Is At The Feet Of Mothers
A man once consulted the Prophet Muhammad about taking part in a military campaign. The Prophet asked the man if his mother was still living. When told that she was alive, the Prophet said: "(Then) stay with her, for Paradise is at her feet. On another occasion, the Prophet said: "God has forbidden for you to be undutiful to your mothers. One of the things I have always appreciated about my adopted faith is not only its emphasis on maintaining the bonds of kinship, but also the high regard in which women, particularly mothers, are held. The Quran, Islam's revealed text, states: "And revere the wombs that bore you, for God is ever watchful over you." (Quran) It should be obvious that our parents deserve our utmost respect and devotion - second only to God. Speaking in the Quran, God ays: "Show gratitude to Me and to thy parents; to Me is thy final Goal." (Quran) The fact that God has mentioned parents in the same verse as Himself shows the extent to which we should strive in

The Parable Of A Rose
A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully. Before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw a bud that would soon blossom. he also saw the thorns, and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant, burdened with so many sharp thorns?" Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it was ready to bloom, it died. So it is with many people. Within every soul, there is a rose. The "God-like" qualities planted in us at birth, growing amidst the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking nothing good can possible come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize potential. Some don't see the rose within themselves. It takes someone else to show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others. This is the truest, most innocent, and gracious characteristics

A Paradise Found
a paradise found - bubba-IL As I lay alongside my sleeping lover, I think of the warm, amorous feelings that we just shared … We had been driving in the country to get away from the stress of work and the city, when we had gotten into a tiff. It really was nothing worth fighting over, but James had said something to anger me. I told him to stop the car, I want out. As he pulls over, I bail out and start walking to cool down. I see an open meadow along the road and I slip into it. Suddenly I am not quite as angry as I was. I am surrounded by wild flowers, and it is a beautiful day to be out. I roam further into the meadow and start to hear the birds and nature at it finest. I sit down among the flowers and long grass that has grown and not been bothered by man. I can see off at the edge of the grassland is a small creek and a couple of deer are standing there. I notice how the male deer watches around in protection of his mate as she drinks. As I am watching all this, I don't hea

Paranoia (this'll Probably Get Me In To Trouble!!!)
I warn you in advance the following may alter your personal opinion of me and possbly infuriate you. I assure you that is not my intention and I remind you this is simply MY PERSONAL OPINION. Do not take it as fact and if you do not like it be civil. We can simply agree to disagree. If I am eventually proven wrong I will admit my worries were paranoia nothing more. I am only human, I have been wrong before I make mistakes and if I'm wrong so be it. As a parent I honestly feel a deep sense of sympathy for the parents of tragic little Madeleine McCann. I have a son of my own and he is my whole world. Yet life has repeatidly taught me to trust my instincts and be suspecious of others motivations. The parents make my skin crawl and I distrust them simple as that. I distrust their true motivations and find myself questioning how innocent they truly are. They seem so peaceful and unemotinal upon screen that it appears as though they are at ease with the situation not worried or scared in the

Paradox
In things that are or to be, I am there ,the Guardian. When named ,the combination was made and turned and thus ,there is me. A Paradox, a Universe on to onself, codifications unheard of in centuries. And yet, I continue, knowing and seeing, and is A Paradox, many facets, yet cloudy,but not to the one. A paradox of existance,and yet strong and striving. Unique.

Paradise Gone...how I Miss Paradise
Standing on the edge of Paradise Someone waited too long. The door has shut, the moment passed, stupidity will hit soon, if it hasn’t already. Do you remember what it looked like? Do you imagine every day what it would be like? Can you imagine your life there? Standing there in front of me you waited too long. My eyes have opened, your chance is gone. We’ll all feel bad at the end, if we don’t already Do you remember what I looked like? Do you imagine every day what I’d be like? Can you imagine your life here? All the never ending nights have all ended with you on one side and me on the other. We stood too long peering into Paradise.

Paradise With You
I’m walking somewhere I don’t know where exactly But I know it’s somewhere on this planet. I see flowers, trees and happy creatures The sun is shining and there’s a rainbow in the sky But it isn’t raining, not even a single drop But even that single drop Would make a difference in our lives Just imagine… Around me only the birds are singing, The wind whistles in my ears And you, you kiss me from nowhere. I walk along with you next to me Hand in hand we walk there With a smile which will never go away Just you and me And I just know where we are right now We are in paradise

Paranormal Ponderings
I used to write for two Wiccan magazines (which I miss) One was called Whispering Willow. The name of my weekly article was "Calissta's Cauldron." My sweetie and I were talking abou it and he convinced me to start doing it again here. This article was first published in July 2000 - Issue 1. I am posting it here to get back into the groove. I hope you enjoy it and return every week. I also did a question and answer section about Wicca. I will be glad to bring that back as well. Feel free to write me any questions you may have and you may see my reply here! -------------------------------------------- Runes have been traced back to Egyptian times as a portable from of hieroglyphics. They would burn symbols onto small stones and carry them in sachets around their neck as protection and silent communication. There is speculation that the origin of runes may have gone further back but there is nothing concrete that proves this. There are many different kinds of runes. They have differen

Paradise (not For Me)
Paradise (Not For Me) written by Madonna and Mirwais programming and keyboards by Mirwais produced by Madonna and Mirwais also appears on the album "Production" by Mirwais Track 9, Time: 6:29 ------------------------- I can't remember When I was young I can't explain If it was wrong My life goes on But not the same Into your eyes My face remains [I've been so high] I've been so down [Up to the skies] Down to the ground I was so blind I could not see Your paradise Is not for me Autour de moi Je ne vois pas Qui sont les anges Surement pas moi Encore une fois Je suis cassée Encore une fois Je n'y crois pas All around me I could not see Who are the angels Surely not me Once more again I am broken Once more again I don't believe it Chorus: I've been so high I've been so down Up to the skies Down to the ground There is a light Above my head Into your eyes My face remains (chorus) I can't remember When I was young

Paranoia, Childhood Fear, Call It What You Will
So... I feel the need to share and perhaps am hoping that someone sympathizes and shares similar feelings. Now I couldnt really remember offhand the last time something scared me or even gave me the jitters. Until last night. I was browsing around the internet as I tend to do when I came across a drawing that flat out creeped me out and sent shivers down my spine. The reason for this is because of a childhood fear. Yes, I was deathly scared of being eaten by a tree and the idea of it happening is none too appealing to me. I still cant help but to cringe and wince with an occasional involuntary shudder just thinking about it. I cant really explain my facial expression except its something along the lines of... I remember watching Poltergeist when I was 4. I cant think of one thing that has ever frightened me more than the fear of being eaten by that tree. I would bawl and beg my mom to tear up the tree in the front yard because I was convinced it too was going

Paranoid Lyrics
PARANOID Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind people think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify Can you help me, occupy my brain? Oh yeah I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry Happiness I cannot feel like love to me is so unreal And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state I tell you to enjoy life, I wish I could but it's too late

Paranoia Strikes Deep...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070701/us_nm/security_usa_terminal_dc_2 NEW YORK (Reuters) - Authorities briefly closed the American Airlines terminal at New York's John F. Kennedy International Airport on Sunday after a suspicious package was found. Port authority officials said the package was being investigated by bomb squad and other experts but the terminal was reopened and the "all clear" given shortly after it was evacuated, media reports said. No information was available on what was inside the package. The airline said flights were not delayed. U.S. airports have been on heightened security at the weekend after the explosion of a fuel-filled jeep on Saturday at Scotland's busiest airport that police said was a terrorist attack linked to failed car bombings in London. Federal officials last month announced they had foiled a plot to blow up JFK, although the suspects never obtained any explosive materials ------ Are we afraid of our own shadow? This is getting o

Paradise Awaits
in a room i sit all alone waiting to come home as my day goes on i think of you and you help me get through at night i wait to hear your words they give me sweet dream all night long as time goes by i think of you and when enough has past i will come home to you together a life we can build nothing can stop us nothing can stand in our way of building our paradise together we will stand side by side and walk through life hand in hand i once thought happiness could not be found you turn my world around you showed me joy for a long time i have not seen you have given me hope for my dreams when i look into your eyes paradise awaits

Paradise Lost-permanent Solution
For The End, The Time I'm Feeling Host And I'm Turning It Around For You Lord I Feel I Tried Much More Than Most And I've Done The Things I Wanted To It's That Useless Contribution That Leads To A Solution For Me You Don't Need To Search For Answers Or Hide Behind Romances Again.. For That Very Sign To Leave This World And I'm Turning It Around For You On The Edge Of Life It Seems So Low And You've Done The Things You Wanted To.... It's That Finer Concentration Of Total Liberation For Me And The More That I Believe In The Less That I'm Receiving Instead.. It's That Useless Contribution That Leads To A Solution For Me You Don't Need To Search For Answers Or Hide Behind Romances Again.. It's That Finer Concentration Of Total Liberation For Me And The More That I Believe In The Less That I'm Receiving Instead.. ------------------------

Paranoia Strikes Deep *clap Clap* Into Your Life It Will Creep..*clap Clap*
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070712/ap_on_re_us/toddler_booted Thu Jul 12, 2:15 PM ET A woman said she and her toddler son were kicked off a plane after she refused a flight attendant's request to medicate her son to get him to quiet down and stop saying "Bye bye, plane." Kate Penland, of suburban Atlanta, said she and her 19-month-old son, Garren, were flying from Atlanta to Oklahoma last month on a Continental Express flight that made a stop in Houston. As the plane was taxiing in Houston en route to Oklahoma, "he started saying 'Bye, bye plane,' Penland told WSB-TV in Atlanta. The flight attendant objected, she said. "At the end of her speech, she leaned over the gentleman beside me and said, 'It's not funny anymore. You need to shut your baby up,'" Penland told WSB-TV in Atlanta. When Penland asked the woman if she was joking, she said the stewardess replied, "You know, it's called baby Benadryl." "And I said, 'Well, I'm not going to drug my child so you have a

Paramedic's Poem
Paramedic’s Poem What's Your Name? I'm already going to lose you. I don't even know your name. In a world of flashing lights The sounds of glass and steel breaking free, For those few minutes, you belonged only to me. It was I who cut your shirt away To see your broken ribs Watching you labor with each breath As you fought to live. It was I who wiped the blood away When it pooled in your eyes, It was I who watched your heart beat As the Jaws freed you from your car. When we finally freed you, I was still there as we ran To the back of the ambulance, It was I who held your hand. The sounds of the sirens Rang loudly in my ears I looked for some small sign, Your lack of response renewed my fears. I breathed for you when you could not, I compressed your chest when your heart wouldn't beat. I prayed for you with each failure, I did not want to see defeat. I finally had to walk away Knowing the battle had been lost I saw your father in the hallway, One look, and I saw the awful cost. I ga

Paramedic's Prayer
PARAMEDIC’S PRAYER Said everyday before going on shift Give to my heart, Oh Lord ... Compassion and understanding. Give to my hands skill and tenderness. Give to my ears the ability to listen. Give to my lips words of comfort. Give to me, Lord ... Strength for this selfless service. And enable me to give hope To those I am called to serve.

Paramedic's And Emt's Wanted
WANTED EMT'S & PARAMEDIC'S Must be able to work long hours with frequent mandatory overtime. Few holidays and weekends off. Must be able to keep massive amounts of paperwork up to date while making split-second, life or death decisions. Must be immune to verbal abuse and able to neutralize the occasional physical assault. Must display patience, kindness, understanding and caring, even when personal life is coming apart at the seams. Must show no aversion to blood, vomit, oozing infections, or human body wastes. Salary is in no way commensurate with knowledge or ability. Only those interested in dealing with depressing situations on a daily basis need apply.

The Parapalegic
There once was a lady who was tired of living alone. So she put an ad in the paper which outlined her requirements. She wanted a man who... 1) would treat her nicely 2) wouldn't run away from her 3) would be good in bed. Then, one day, she heard the doorbell ring. She answered it, and there on the front porch was a man in a wheel chair who didn't have any arms or legs. "I'm here about the ad you put in the paper. As you can see, I have no arms so I can't beat you, and I have no legs so I can't run away from you." "Yes, but are you good in bed?" "How do you think I rang the doorbell?"

Paraplegic
There once was a lady who was tired of living alone. So she put an ad in the paper which outlined her requirements. She wanted a man who... 1) would treat her nicely 2) wouldn't run away from her 3) would be good in bed. Then, one day, she heard the doorbell ring. She answered it, and there on the front porch was a man in a wheel chair who didn't have any arms or legs. "I'm here about the ad you put in the paper. As you can see, I have no arms so I can't beat you, and I have no legs so I can't run away from you." "Yes, but are you good in bed?" "How do you think I rang the doorbell?"

Paradise Lost-divided
This your only grace. The art of conversation, Regarding common sense. As merely an infliction, Divided we stand Divided we stand Maybe you're content. Relying on religion, You steal without consent. Just consummates my theory, Divided we stand Divided we stand Divided we'll stand. Regardless we'll fall. How subtle the words we've come to know, Divided we stand. Determined to fall. Just like this hollow world that sleeps inside of me................ Divided we stand Divided we stand -------------------------

Paranoia..
http://www.silive.com/news/advance/index.ssf?/base/news/1185192926309640.xml&coll=1 Terror war camera plan sparks worry over privacy Islanders are skeptical about the city's plan for 3,000 security devices Monday, July 23, 2007 By ROB HART STATEN ISLAND ADVANCE STATEN ISLAND, N.Y. -- The "City that Never Sleeps" may soon be known as the "City Under Surveillance." Staten Island residents are concerned Gotham is creeping closer toward 1984 with the NYPD's plan to install thousands of cameras in Lower Manhattan in the next three years. However, just weeks after the failed car bombings in Britain, there are those who feel the security cameras are an important tool in guarding against another terrorist attack on city soil. As part of the Lower Manhattan Security Initiative [LMSI], more than 100 cameras are expected to be installed and operating by the end of the year, with as many as 3,000 by 2010. "As far as civil liberties, that's a concern," said Frank Piccini

Paradym ..poetry Of Fear
No focus,nor can I see three inches beyond my eyes But I feel the skimming lite touches of wraith's shimmering my skin in the night. No vision for my soul entering an odd axis peering through the windows of my eyes shifting planes from end to end,one dark,and nine light. No suffrage of this magnitude served to me before of divinity unholy,chastising me some more still raking at my skin,and yelling through my ears causing terrible distorts of shadows both black and Grey dancing around me,hounding my plea's to let me just be, just let me sleep and dream to another world and cast you my keys. No solitude I gain while the face of the mountain bleeds waterfalls not for me, and looking through terrible eyes of fear all the anguish to feel,yet nothing to see. No bartering of this ocean,ripping to tides with impunity and nothing to stop the toil of dread My heart is so hungry,and yet never fed It's eyes of crimson, like fires of hades that devour my essence,and mortify my b

Paranoia Stikes Deep..and The Sheep Eat It Up
Bush warns anew of al-Qaida threat By BEN FELLER, Associated Press Writer 29 minutes ago http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070724/ap_on_go_pr_wh/bush President Bush on Tuesday lashed out at critics who say that al-Qaida's operation in Iraq is distinct from terrorists who attacked the United States on Sept. 11, 2001. "The merger between al-Qaida and its Iraqi affiliate is an alliance of killers and that is why the finest military in the world is on their trail," Bush said. Citing security details he declassified for his speech, Bush described al-Qaida's burgeoning operation in Iraq as a direct threat to the United States. Bush accused critics in Congress of misleading the American public by suggesting otherwise. "That's like watching a man walk into a bank with a mask and a gun and saying, 'He's probably just there to cash a check,'" Bush told troops at Charleston Air Force Base. Bush is up against highly skeptical audiences with 18 months left in office. The public ha

Paradoxes Of Our Times
Today we have bigger houses and smaller families. More conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees, but less common sense. More knowledge, but less judgment. We have more experts, but more problems. More medicine, but less wellness. We spend too recklessly, Laugh too little, Drive too fast, Get too angry too quickly, Stay up too late, Read too little, Watch TV too much, And pray to seldom! We've multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too little, and lie too often. We've learned how to make a living but not a life. We've added years to life, not life to years. We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy it less. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet our neighbors. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've split the atom, but not our prejudice. We

Paradox, Human, Change
PARADOX: Life is a mystery; don't waste time figuring it out. HUMAN: Keep a sense of humor, especially about yourself. That is a strength beyond all magic. CHANGE: Know that nothing stays the same. **Dan Millman Quote** The journey is what brings us happiness; not the destination. Be happy now, without reason--or you will never be at all.

Paranoia
AT&T Errs in Edit of Anti-Bush Lyrics By MICHELLE ROBERTS,AP Posted: 2007-08-09 16:50:25 SAN ANTONIO (AP) - Lyrics performed by Pearl Jam criticizing President Bush should not have been censored from a webcast by AT&T Inc., a company spokesman acknowledged Thursday. AT&T, through its Blue Room entertainment site, offered a webcast of the band's headlining performance Sunday at Lollapalooza in Chicago. The event was shown with a brief delay so the company could bleep out excessive profanity or nudity. But monitors hired by AT&T through a vendor went further and cut two lines from a song to the tune of Pink Floyd's "Another Brick in the Wall." One was "George Bush, leave this world alone" the second time it was sung, and the other was "George Bush find yourself another home," according to the band's Web site. AT&T spokesman Michael Coe said that the silencing was a mistake and that the company was working with the vendor that produces the webcasts to avoid future misunderstan

Paranormal Investigations
Have you ever had an experience you could not explain? Have you heard your name called in the night? Has your pet stared into the corner or run away for no reason? Have you been visited by a departed loved one? My name is Dave and I am a paranormal investigator. I was recently accepted in The Paranormal Research Asssociation of Ireland. We base our investigations purely scientific means. This does not however mean we disapprove the use of mediums, we just choose to follow this path. I myself have experienced many things which I could not explain some good some bad. If you have had any experiences please share. Here are a few things we use: flashlights, EMF/ELF meters, IR thermometers, hydro thermometers, night vision, digital/35mm cameras, 0 lux camcorders, stud finder, beam breakers, and loads of extra batteries/tapes. I believe that many so called paranormal activity can be explained however it it what's left over that keeps people like me going into dark places or stayin

Paramore
Whoa... I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Whoa... it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would 'Cause God it just feels so... It just feels so good Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that'll never change And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to, have exchanged I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way! Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you Looking as innocent as possible to get to who They want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse! Whoa... Well I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Whoa... it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so

Paradox Of Our Time
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space;

"paralyze
Every time you messed with my head All the things you did and you said See my scars spell out your name and, you're paralyzing me Every time you left me behind All these tears are no longer mine Because you took it all away and, you're paralyzing me Memories, they fall apart, whenever you're inside my head Take my tears, they say a lot, since you're the one who put them there When I needed you the most you were, nowhere to be found But, I still hung on, just hoping for, my love to come around Every time you messed with my head All the things you did and you said See my scars spell out your name and, you're paralyzing me Every time you left me behind All these tears are no longer mine Because you took it all away and, you're paralyzing me I miss those times when things were simple, and you're heart was mine I just don't understand how you could throw it all away When I needed you the most you were, nowhere to be found But I still hung on, just hoping for my lo

Paradise
Sometimes not knowing can lead the heart down an abandoned road. Endless thoughts of wrong doing. Emotions swim in an empty ocean. Reach out and feel whats real. Embrace it. Don't let fear control your future. Cast it down. For it is dirty, unclean. It is here with you. Release it and let it go far into infinity. Go and make your way. For it is already written. This is what u know. Show wisdom. Hope is your friend. Something thats real but can not see. But you feel it. warm. What u know will lead you far. Trust. Your paradise awaits you...........Nightshadows2006 Copyright LLC

Paradigm Shift
This is from Stephen Covey's Seven Habits of Highly Effective People and is a story I often think of when I fell I am being too judgmental of others. One day, a ten-year-old boy went to an ice cream shop. The place was very busy and a waitress finally made her way to where he was seated. The boy thought for a time as the waitress impatiently waited for him to speak. Finally he asked the waitress, "How much is an ice-cream cone?" She said, "seventy-five cents." The boy started counting the coins he had in his hand. The waitress became more and more annoyed as other customers waited. Then he asked how much a small cup of ice-cream was. The waitress impatiently replied, "sixty five cents." The boy said, "I will have the small ice-cream cup." The waitress, irritated at how inconsiderate the boy was of her situation, brought him his ice cream and scurried to serve the other patrons. The little boy had his ice-cream, paid the bill and left. When the waitress came to pick up the em

Paranoia Strike Deep *clap Clap* Into Your Life It Will Creep
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/09/21/bomb.hoax/index.html Woman held in airport bomb hoax Story Highlights MIT student, 19, arrested at Boston's Logan International Airport Suspect was wearing circuit board and battery, police say Student said it was art she wanted to show off, police say She's charged with disorderly conduct, carrying a hoax device From Dan Lothian CNN BOSTON, Massachusetts (CNN) -- Massachusetts State Police arrested a 19-year-old MIT student Friday at Boston's Logan International Airport after receiving a report that a woman had what appeared to be a bomb strapped to her chest. Authorities said the device proved to be fake. Star Simpson, a student at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, was charged with disorderly conduct and carrying a hoax device. Simpson was arraigned later Friday in Boston Municipal Court. District Court Judge Paul Mahoney set bail at $750 and ordered her to return to court on October 29 for a pretrial hearing. A

Paranormal Investigaton Follow Up
Well, that didn't go as planned. We had an "audience" during our investigation which included a board member of the museum and his "thrill seeking" friends who contaminated the evidence in on room with their constant talking. We had to get creative, split up our already small group of true investigators (5) and take the board member's group to another area to "investigate." Little did they know that while the were being occupied elsewhere we were able to gather some evidence in 2 key areas of the museum. But, by the time we got our entire team into the room where the activity had appeared, it seemed to have left. So, we are left with a lot of personal experiences and not a lot to back it up.

Paralyzer
Paralyzer I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place For your place on my place Well I’m not paralyzed But I seem to be struck by you I wanna make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place For your place on my place Well I'm not paralyzed But I seem to be struck by you I wanna make you move Because you’re standing still If your body

Paradox
PARADOX I CAN'T BREATHE FOR LIFE SUFFOCATES MY ENTITY I CAN'T LIVE CAUSE LIFE DOESN'T INTEREST ME I CAN'T BE INVOLVED FOR LOVE HAS ESCAPED MY PRESENCE I CAN'T BE IN LOVE WITH LOVE CAUSE THE FEELING HAS LOST IT'S ESSENCE I CAN'T FEEL CAUSE MY SOUL HAS GONE NUMB I DON'T HAVE A SOUL FOR THE DEPRESSION HAS WON I AM NOT JOYFUL CAUSE HAPPINESS IS FOR THE BLIND AND I CAN'T CONCENTRATE ON HAPPINESS CAUSE I'M SLOWLY LOSING MY MIND AND YET I BREATHE IN AND OUT CAUSE MY LUNGS YEARN FOR AIR AND I LIVE AND PLAY THE GAME OF LIFE LIKE IT'S TRUTH OR DARE AND I LOVE AND LOVE BEYOND MY CONTROL AND I'M IN LOVE WITH LOVE CAUSE WITHOUT IT I'D BE COLD AND I FEEL AND TOUCH AND TASTE AND MY SOUL IS AFLAME AND I'M NOT DEPRESSED CAUSE I LEARNED HOW TO LIVE THE GAME AND I'M HAPPY AND FULFILLED AND ANXIOUS TO SEE HOW LIFE TURNS OUT FOR THIS PARADOX WHICH IS ME

Parable Of The Three Trees
parable of the three trees By: Justin Ervin "the roots of evil grow only as deep as the soil they're planted in will allow." On a beautiful plain stood three trees. In the center stood the tree of life. It represented all things good in the world. It is planted in fertile soils and has sweet fruit and dew. It sustains the very heart of all living things. A mile to the east of the tree of life stood another tree. The tree of decay. This tree represented what could bring the tree of life down. It represented the decomposition of life. However, this tree was not firmly rooted and is small. The ground rendered the tree of decay helpless to take root. Thus the land around the tree of life remained unaffected. A mile to the west of the tree of life stood another tree. The tree of sorrow was planted in fertile soil. The tree was beautiful and supple and full of life...Its beauty rivaled even the beauty of the tree of life itself. However, the tree sucked the life

Paranoid
ok, maybe I am just overly paranoid, but the last 3 days I have had a large amount of profiles coming to my page that are freshmeat with no pics are fake pics.... I can't help but to think they may be fake profiles of someone(s) that are just messing with me. I don't know for sure, and I can't prove it, but it makes me wonder..... I know, it all seems a bit childish, and maybe I am reading too much into it, especially with blogging about it and making a mumm about it last night, but am I justified to wonder about it? If you want to see the mumm or comment on it, it is the one titled Hmmmmmm....on my page. Let me know if you think I am just being paranoid or crazy, I like opinions:D

Paranormal Beliefs
Millions of americans, particularly women, share paranormal beliefs and experiences "that don't fit under any religious umbrella," says Christopher Bader, one of the Baylor University sociologists analyzing the Baylor Religion Survey. Overall, 52% of people surveyed say they believe in prophetic dreams. More than 40% agree that places can be haunted and that ancient advanced civilizations, such as Atlantis, once existed, just as writers from Plato to psychic Edgar Cayce have described. One question, however, drew such wide agreement that Bader suspects researchers' intent was unclear. "We asked whether 'Some alternative treatments are at least as effective as traditional medicine,' " and 74.5% said yes. "We were thinking of crystals, aromatherapy. ... But people may have read the question to mean acupuncture, vitamins or herbs," which have been scientifically studied and are widely used. About 25% use the Internet or books to research the prophecies of 16th-century astrologer Nostradam

Parallel Worlds, Parallel Lives
Monday 26 November 9.00-10.00pm BBC FOUR www.bbc.co.uk/bbcfour "Parallel Worlds, Parallel Lives follows the lead singer of US rock band Eels, Mark Oliver Everett, as he travels across America to learn about the father he never knew – quantum physicist Hugh Everett III. This year is the 50th anniversary of Hugh Everett's most important contribution to science – a controversial theory of quantum mechanics that predicts the existence of parallel universes, one of the most fantastic scientific predictions ever to have been conceived. The concept of parallel universes is now not only explored by many top physicists, it is also a staple plotline in many science fiction stories. Hugh wrote the theory as a young PhD student at Princeton University, but, for 20 years, it remained largely ignored by the scientific community. It was only at the end of his life that his visionary work began to be taken seriously. Hugh died of a heart attack in his home in 1982,

Paradoxes Of Beauty
The ancient Romans understood the danger beauty posed. The word "beauty" comes from Old French (beaute), which in turn derived from the Latin word "bellus," meaning handsome, fine, or pretty. Yet the Latin word for "war" is "bellum"--a difference of one letter, and at the end of the word, indistinguishable from the neuter form of the adjective (also "bellum"). The Roman goddess of war was Bellona. The Romans believed that war had beauty, perhaps a terrible beauty, but a beauty all the same. Why else did Caesar write so movingly about war? And why did the Romans make dying in the service of the Mars a far more honourable and glorious death than did the earlier Greeks, from whom they stole so much. Interestingly enough, while Venus was the Roman goddess of love and beauty, studies show that she evolved from a comparatively weak and generally benign goddess in the Greek Iliad to a goddess of both compelling beauty and treachery in later Greek and Roman poems. Even the term "bella

The Paradox Of Our Time In History
We have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. Learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've c

Parade Is Over
The parade was fun. I ran around and kissed the veterans that I saw and gave them big hugs. They seemed to appreciate the lip lock and the squeeze. Just my little way to show my appreciation for their duty in the past. The Navy recruiter came over and asked for one too. My husband said, "yep, he is all Navy". LOL It rained throughout the entire parade but we all had fun. It is still raining right now at 3:45 pm Pacific time. The Seattle Seahawks are going to be playing in just a couple of hours and I am rather anxious about the game. The entire coast line up here has been hit with some hard winds and rain all day. There were wind gusts just north of Seattle of 70 MPH. It sure sounds like it is going to be surely a running game tonight on both sides. Whoever decides to make it an aerial game will end up having some interceptions. I predict that this will be a game of many turn overs for both teams. But of course the Seahawks are going to be win.

Paranormal Researchers Create New Device
The Association for the Study of Unexplained Phenomenon (ASUP, Inc) a non-profit research and educational corporation dealing with the paranormal and dedicated to the study of theories concerning the survival of the human consciousness after death, has announced today that their research and development staff has completed work on a prototype device similar to what is commonly called FRANK’s BOX, after its original inventor, Frank Sumption, that has been claimed to be a working, “telephone to the dead.” The ASUP began fabricating their device after they learned that the original “box” would not be made available for serious research by groups like their own.Almost a year in the making, the R&D team at ASUP now say that their box outperforms the original devices; preliminary testing suggests that the new box does appear to create coherent words and phrases, in fact team engineer Ron Ricketts has reported that while still working on the device on a work bench with the system running, the

Para Ruby!
Hola hermana estimado. Por su pedido yo escribo un poco algo para usted. Tengo que concentrar y cerciorarse esto tiene sentido. ¿De todos modos cómo es usted? ¿Bueno? Refresque. Mí también. Así que sí. ¡La paz fuera!

Paralyzer - Finger 11
I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well, I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll pr

Paranormal State (review In My Own Words)
Ok, so I (was) all excited to watch this new paranormal reality based show on A&E. I'm currently now 30 minutes into the show and personally I think it's a bunch of caca. I mean, sure if you've experienced paranormal shit of your own fine and I'm sure you are searching for answers. It would only be natural to feel that way. But I guarantee you atleast half of this group of Penn State college students are younger than myself and trying to say they have had several years of experience within the paranormal field. Not trying to be a wise ass here, but I think this show is yet another bs attempt from a major network to draw a younger range of audience to some amateur wanna be TAPS show. I gotta hand it to them though, great way for some college kids to get some television airtime exposure. lol *rolls eyes* I mean I'm sure its quite easy to get into shows like this, considering back when it was just starting out and became popular I used to watch that "Fox's Scariest Places On Earth" sho

Paralyzed
"Paralyzed" Before I could ever let you go, Gonna beg until I drive you mad and say something you could understand I'm a statue baby, Knock me out Oh how these moments fade away, you say you never loved me We say things we didn't mean to say I take it back, I take it all back now You mean more to me than you'll ever know You're my man and I think it's a shame That we get along this way I'm just a statue try to knock me out Paralyzed by the same old antics Back and forth like some walking spastic How could a fistfight be romantic? Thinking back now will you ever feel the same

Paradox
The pain in a child's eye- Paradox of promises. His father's lies. "When will he see me?" He cries. A 5 year old's confusion- No more laughter, no more smiles. He sits in his room alone. Holding the last toy he was given- He's hoping, praying and wishing... He blames himself for his father's decisions. "It's all my fault." He whispers.

2008 Parade Schedule--jan 25 & Jan 26
Fri. Jan. 25 Oshun Uptown 6 p.m. Hercules Houma 6 p.m. Cleopatra West bank 6:30 p.m. Pygmalion Uptown 6:45 p.m. Eve Mandeville 7 p.m. Excalibur Metairie 7 p.m. Atlas Metairie 7:30 p.m. Sat. Jan. 26 Choctaw West Bank 11:30 a.m. Adonis West Bank Noon Petit Caillou Chauvin Noon Pontchartrain Uptown 1 p.m. Gladiators Chalmette 1:30 p.m. Shangri-La Uptown 2 p.m. Caesar Metairie 6 p.m. Olympia Covington 6 p.m. Sparta Uptown 6 p.m. Aquarius Houma 6:30 p.m. Pegasus Uptown 6:45 p.m. Mona Lisa/Moon Pie Slidell 7 p.m

Paradoxical Commandments
People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. Think big anyway. People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway. People really need help but may attack you if you do help them. Help people anyway. Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

Parade Schedule For Jan 30-feb 1 2008
Wed. Jan. 30 Druids Uptown 6 p.m. Pygmalion Uptown 6:45 p.m. Thor Metairie 6:30 p.m. Cleopatra Algiers 6:30 p.m. Thurs. Jan. 31 Babylon Uptown 5:45 p.m. Chaos Uptown 6:30 p.m. Muses Uptown 7 p.m. Fri. Feb. 1 Hermes Uptown 6 p.m. Krewe d'Etat Uptown 6:30 p.m. Morpheus Uptown 7:45 p.m. Selene Slidell 6:30 p.m. Orpheus Mandeville 7 p.m. Aquila Metairie 7 p.m. Aphrodite Houma 6:30 p.m.

Paradise Cove
Come Join the Hottest new lounge in all of Fubar Paradise Cove! With Live Music From Dirty Little Secrets and Great Fun! All new Members get a drink and a Lei!! What more could you ask for?! We are also looking for bartenders and Greeters! We will soon be the home of Tropically Twisted Radio!! so Come Join in on all the fun!!

Parades For Tonight And Tomorrow
Mon. Feb. 4 Proteus Uptown 5:15 p.m. Orpheus Uptown 6 p.m. Zeus Metairie 6:30 p.m. Cleopatra Houma 6:30 p.m. Tues. Feb. 5 Zulu Uptown 8 a.m. Rex Uptown 10 a.m. Elks Uptown after Rex Crescent City Uptown after Elks Argus Metairie 10 a.m. Grela W. Bank 11 a.m. Elks Jeff Metairie 11 a.m. Jefferson Metairie 11 a.m. Lions Covington 10 a.m. Covington Covington Follows Lions Houmas Houma 11 a.m. Kajuns Houma Follows Skunks Lacombe 1 p.m. Chahta-Ima Lacombe 1:30 p.m. Folsom Folsom 1:30 p.m. Bonne Terre Montegut 4 p.m.

Parabola
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment, We are Choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside... This hoooooly realityy, this hoooooly experience. Choosing to be here in... This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion. Aliiiiive! In this hoooooly reality, in this hoooooly experience. Choosing to be here in... This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion... Twirling round with this familiar parable. Spinning, weaving round each new experience. Recognize this as a holy gift and, celebrate this (chance to beeeeee alive and breathing 2x) This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal. all this pain is an illusion.

Paramhansa Yogananda
"Pranayama means control of the energy in the body, and its direction upward through the spine to the brain and to the Christ center between the eyebrows. This alone is the pathway of awakening. It isn't a matter of dogma or belief. It is simply the way we were all made by God. "The consciousness enters the body by way of the brain and the spine. When the sperm and ovum unite to create the physical body, they do so at what becomes the medulla oblongata, at the base of the brain. "From this medulla, the life force moves out into the brain, down the spine and into the nervous system, then on to the muscles, etc., creating the body. "The way out of the body, then, is to reverse this process. The difficulty in doing so lies in the fact that the life force is already conditioned by birth to continue its outward direction— through the senses and onward to the environment as it is perceived through the senses. Thus, we think to possess the world and to enjoy it through the body. "

Paradice
Paradice Is there such a thing? is there a perfect place for each one of us. Deep down somewhere inside of me my instints tell me yes. Somewhere out there is paradice, The question becomes after whos paradice is it? Is it meant only for those of us who have not lost touch with the wild side of our souls. Those of us who have not forgotten our instints? I wish i knew more importantly i wish i had an anwser but i do not. So i will simply put it down to this. Pure Instint, and perhaps if im lucky and i do find paradice, that my family my pack is there waiting for my return, or at least thats what i hope. I suppose only time will tell whats to happen, But i know this, i know i will never stop looking for it, one day i will find it maybe then i will feel at peace finally.

Paranoid
You can look, but you cant touch I dont think I like you much Heaven knows what a girl can do Heaven knows what youve got to prove I think Im paranoid And complicated I think Im paranoid Manipulated Bend me Break me Anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me Break me Breaking down is easy All I want is you I fall down just to give you a thrill Prop me up with another pill If I should fail, if I should fold I nailed my faith to the sticking pole I think Im paranoid Manipulated I think Im paranoid Too complicated Bend me Break me Anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me Break me Breaking down is easy All I want is you I think Im paranoid I think Im paranoid Bend me Break me Anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me Break me Breaking down is easy All I want is you Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me Maim me, tame me, you can never change me Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me Please me, tease me, go ahead and

The Paranormal
Paranormal- This has always been a unknown thing to me that has kept me interested for years. Not knowing what it exactly is and hearing what people think it is and even experiencing it itself is phenomenal. So as a hobby, I am in a team that goes out and investigates this every now and then for the thrill and excitement of being out there and trying to discover what ever you can about it.

Paranoia
A bomb explodes inside my head! I wake up in a Daze Badly shaken Try to climb out of bed .. lose my balance and fall .. on a heap of old newspaper, dirty dishes, soiled underwear Lurch into the bathroom .. the bathtub is so wide and deep .. now vertigo sets in I totter on the brink .. collapse and hit my head on something hard Total blackout... When I come to .. I hear loud noises from above Oh, God They are cutting a hole in the ceiling .. to jump down and take me away I have to get out of this place I crawl unsteadily into the street The sunlight is so bright .. blinding my eyes The noise is deafening The cars moving so fast .. how can I cross the street? I fall again into total Darkness.

Paradise
You park the truck on an old dirt road, Leashed and lead to a place he only knows, Through the forest to a secret glade, Before you lies a crystal pool hidden in the shade. To the left, a small waterfall is cascading down, Leaving drops of water sparkling there on the ground, And even on this hot summer day, The air remains cool there in the shade. On the far bank you can see the flowers grow, Reds, yellows, purples and golds, Their fragrances leaving the air so sweet, This little piece of paradise for you to keep. Your Master spreads a blanket on the moss covered ground, Not a more perfect spot could ever be found, Feeling a gentle breeze touching your skin, Sunlight dances there in the wind. Sitting on the blanket, basket at your feet, Feeding your Master succulent treats, Suddenly he reaches and grabs your wrist, Sucking the juices from your finger tips. He leans back, looking deep into your eyes, His head now resting there on your thighs, Running you

Paradise
Paradise You park the truck on an old dirt road, Leashed and lead to a place he only knows, Through the forest to a secret glade, Before you lies a crystal pool hidden in the shade. To the left, a small waterfall is cascading down, Leaving drops of water sparkling there on the ground, And even on this hot summer day, The air remains cool there in the shade. On the far bank you can see the flowers grow, Reds, yellows, purples and golds, Their fragrances leaving the air so sweet, This little piece of paradise for you to keep. Your Master spreads a blanket on the moss covered ground, Not a more perfect spot could ever be found, Feeling a gentle breeze touching your skin, Sunlight dances there in the wind. Sitting on the blanket, basket at your feet, Feeding your Master succulent treats, Suddenly he reaches and grabs your wrist, Sucking the juices from your finger tips. He leans back, looking deep into your eyes, His head now resting there on your thighs

Paramore - Crushcrushcrush
I got a lot to say to you Yeah, I got a lot to say I noticed your eyes are always glued to me Keeping them here and it makes no sense at all They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Crush, crush, crush Crush, crush (1, 2, 3, 4) Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two I was just counting on That never happens I guess I'm dreaming again Let's be more than' this If you want to play it like a game Come on, come on let's play 'Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending than have to forget you for one whole minute They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Crush, crush, crush Crush, crush (1, 2, 3, 4) Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two I was just co

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

Paranoid Delusions
She kissed him once in a dream His friends tell him to forget it, but he can't ingore what seemed He tries to think straight but can't worth a shit He wants his life back, but life fucks with him He works to get his life on track However, things are much too dim He tries to cope He tries to learn, but he has lost hope He is now left to burn I try to steer him to the right direction He doesn't listen well All he knows is the friction And know he burns in humid hell He is stuck on the fantasy He chases the illusion He wants the ecstasy He is stuck with the paranoid dellusions It's fucking with his mind He doesn't know what to do The image is kind It wants it so badly too It is killing him He doesn't care Now it's getting dim All he wants is right there Paranoid Delusions

Paralyzer By Finger Eleven
I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well, I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll pr

Paralyzer
Paralyzer - Finger Eleven I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place Well, I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches

Parade Day.
they come through your life thinking they are exactly what you need... and sometimes they are, if only for the moment. we have all had at least one pass through our lives. that one person who thinks that the rest of us owe them something, or everything. that they are somehow deserving of our attention. and maybe for a while they are. we all deserve some attention at some point so why not them? the users, the takers, the manipulators, the liars... parading around through life as if they were born to the priveledge of being loved. we unknowingly enable them to do so... they are everywhere, brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, best friends, total strangers... the parade never ends. it is a continuous flow of clowns weaving in and out of our lives... and we let them in every last one hoping that one will finally brighten up the dark hole left behind by the one prior...

The Paradox Of Existence..
Well, in my first blog I pretty much laid out the biggest problem with reality - it doesn't make any sense. I found an excellent article once that really breaks down the problem in a detailed fashion that I could probably never achieve myself.. The Paradox of Existence "Existence is demonstrably paradoxical, that is, it does not make rational sense. Nature may make perfectly rational sense, but existence itself is clearly irrational and, thus, possibly supernatural. Attempts to explain this paradox have proliferated since the dawn of humanity, but all of these attempts have led back to paradox rather than resolving the paradox of existence...[more]" So.. really, how did it all begin?

Para Ti
Para ti este beso en el viento te lo mandaré allí te dirá lo que siento... yo por ti No he podido hacer nada En tu vida ahora se te sentiste ignorada es probable, tal vez si yo hubiese sabido habría sido una ayuda pero que importa ya Ahora que.. Tu puedes jugar siguiendo una cometa Mientras sales por el espacio a pasear quizás puedas llegar ahora hasta tu meta y un mundo distinto que no lograste hallar Solo que no debió de ser así Solo que la soledad no es mas grande sin ti Para ti una flor he traído te la dejaré allí bajo un cielo nublado mientras miro la luz está pasando noviembre y tu... tienes 20 años siempre Ahora que... Tu puedes jugar siguiendo una cometa Mientras sales por el espacio a pasear quizás puedas llegar ahora hasta tu meta y un mundo distinto que no lograste hallar Solo que no debió de ser así Solo que la soledad ahora es grande La soledad es más grande sin ti... Para ti...

Paradise Found
Paradise Found by LateNiteFantasy© Dawn's rays illuminate eyelids, coax them open I gaze upon perfection,your face, peaceful in slumber, lips pursed in seductive smile while your breath gently rises and falls along your form, breasts and stomach soft curves of amorous appeal arouse intent in my mind I trace my tongue slowly, lovingly tasting your fragrant flesh, stop to tease nipples, suckle and flick the puckered pink tips, then continue southward across the undulating oasis of your belly, dip into your navel, unable to resist the aroma rising from between your thighs, my attention turns to the altar of my adoration gently I pry your legs apart, start a long, slow slide, tongue wide and flat pressed to your crease, softly seperate, insinuate my instrument of exploration into the velvety warmth of your core, tight tremulous, clenching at my eager invader as I taste in anticipation, fingers twist curls, clutch my head, pull me in

Paradox
And there I sat. Like a proud man, with swedish tobacco under my lip, and a cheap beer in my hand. My surroundings didn't have the word exclusive written all over it; ikea-furnitures and a playboy-girl on the wall. But it was home, in my own bachelor palace. The tobacco and the beer can, for a while, enchant our senses. It feels fucking great, to be simple. But suddenly, it isn't that cool anymore. Why do I sit here with this beer, all by myself? - We all got our own definition to that question, God said. Don't you have all the answers? - Hell no! I don't ask any questions, and I don't answer them either. I'm just sitting here, having a bud and thinking of a new paradox. If God is almighty, does he then have the ability to create a stone that is so big that he can't lift it up? I once said that to a religious person. "I don't answer paradoxes", he said. What the fuck? The whole bible is a paradox, your mother is a paradox, the whole world and all huma

Paradox Of Time
The paradox of our time is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses, but smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees, but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life, but not life to our years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space, but not inner space

Para El Hombre Que Me Ama Y Que Yo Adoro.
Love is The Greatest Feeling,Love is what i feel for u,each and every day ,Love is like a smile ,Love is like a song, Love is a great emotion, That keeps us going strong,I love You with my heart, my body and my soul, I love that I keep loving,Like a love I cant control ,So remember when your eyes meet mine,I love you with all my heart,And I have poured my entire soul into You,Right from the very start.

Paraguayan Heartthrob Breaks Our Collective Hearts
Leryn Franco is just your run-of-the-mill javelin thrower/pageant queen/model with her own calendar. But during the Beijing Olympics the 26-year old Paraguayan became so much more to the American people; she became our javelin thrower/pageant queen/model with her own calendar. So, my fellow Americans, it is with a heavy heart that I regret to inform you that our favorite Paraguayan athlete (sorry Jose Luis Chilavert) was eliminated from the Olympics this morning after failing to qualify for the javelin finals. Take all the time you need. Ms. Franco became the object of our attention after she was noticed by NBC cameras during the Parade of Nations at the Olympic Opening Ceremony. Fourth-Place Medal's fledgling Investigative Unit discovered her identity eight magical days ago and since then our schoolboy crush blossomed into unrequited love. Leryn -- can we call you Leryn? -- didn't return our collective calls, but we didn't mind. We knew she was busy preparing for her event: the jav

Paradise By Fubar Lights
this is a long one ... it will probably take you longer to read it than it took me to kill Meat Loaf 8-P (Boy) well I remember every little thing because it happened only yesterday parked by the comp and drooling at every chick in sight Ive never had girl looking is all I ever did all the guys from pool would laugh if they knew what I did at night Oh I see a default that looks so good looks so right Monitors glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife Hard on!! hold on tight! Hard on!! hold on tight! though its cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise in fubars lights (girl) Aint no doubt about it Ill be fubuck blessed cause you act like a teen and I bet your barely dressed Aint no doubt about it baby go ahead and shout me Aint no doubt about it Ill be fubuck blessed (boy) cause I act like a teen and Im barely dressed baby dont you see my shout telling how

Paradox
The paradox of our time in history is that: We have taller buildings but shorter tempers, Wider freeways but narrower viewpoints. We spend more but have less, We buy more but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, More conveniences but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, More knowledge but less judgement, More experts yet more problems, More medicine but less health. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions but reduced our values We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living but not a life. We've added years to life but not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outspace but not innerspace. We've done larger t

Paranoia
I'm certain many here can relate to this. If not,... you know your not only lying to yourself but to the rest of us as well. Inspired by the heart ache & pain of many here. This is my only sign of empathy to the majority. Its as good as I can do. I'm Sorry if anyone is offended. HTML STOLEN/MANIPULATED BY:B.E.A

Paradise Girl
Lets Get It On - Marvin Gaye HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!! LETS GIVE PARADISE GIRL SOMETHING TO BE THANKFUL FOR!!! 250 K TO HENCHMAN!!!! SHOW HER MAD LOVIN!!! SHE WILL RETURN IT!!! CLICK BELOW AND MAKE A GREAT FRIEND!!! WHILE MAKING SOMEONE THANKFUL JUST TO SEE YOU!!!! (¯`•._.•[PąяаđǐšεĜĭŗŁ]•._.•´¯)@ fubar BULLETIN MADE BY: JADED ONE ▲►Ĵådəd Ôņə◄▼@ fubar

Parabola
Parabola - Tool We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment, We are choosing to be here right now. hold on, stay inside... This holy reality, this holy experience. choosing to be here in... This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion. Alive This holy reality, in this holy experience. choosing to be here in... This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion... Of what it means to be alive Swirling round with this familiar parable. Spinning, weaving round each new experience. Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this Chance to be alive and breathing Chance to be alive and breathing. This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment. remember. we are eternal. All this pain is an illusion.

Paradise Macaroons
Ingredients 2 (7 to 8 ounce) packages sweetened shredded coconut 2 ounces sweetened condensed milk Pinch kosher salt 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 4 large egg whites at room temperature 5 ounces granulated sugar 12 ounces semisweet chocolate chips 1 ounce vegetable shortening 2 ounces finely chopped dry-roasted macadamia nuts Prepare the oven to 325 degrees F. Combine the coconut with the sweetened condensed milk, salt and vanilla in a medium mixing bowl. In the bowl of a stand mixer with a whisk attachment, beat the egg whites on medium speed until foamy. Gradually add the sugar and continue to whip the whites until medium peaks form, 6 to 7 minutes. Gently fold the egg whites into the coconut mixture. Scoop tablespoon-sized mounds onto a parchment-lined half sheet pan and bake for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Immediately transfer the parchment with the macaroons to a cooling rack. Cool completely before topping. Fill a 4-quart pot with enough

Paramore - That's What You Get
No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore. It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score. And why do we like to hurt so much? I can't decide You have made it harder just to go on And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating. And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here. 'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here. I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn. Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating) And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. Pain make your way to me, t

The Paradox
Time goes by as my eyes scan the world highlighted outside I stay in one place as it all passes so slightly Memories the only moving thing in my mind Ever so faint as they fade retroactively into the light Cant these things cease to move? Giving me time to catch up on all that is lost Years I had my eyes closed to And fears that consumed for far too long? When will I ever have the time to get it all back?! So many tears wasted, on so many people long gone Why did they ever say it would last forever? A contract beginning with a handshake and then a bullet in my head A fatal blow I have survived far too many times Cant these things cease to move? Giving me time to catch up on all that is lost Years I had my eyes open And insecurities that consumed the whole of me? When will I ever have the time to get it all back?! The road keeps passing my eyes As I sit still idly, not moving away Then it hits me, as I take my final breath The paradox that eludes all lost so

Parachute Training
I volunteered recently to perform a parachute jump for charity. On our first day of training, the instructor made an important point about preparing for landing at 300 feet. "How do you know when you're at 300 feet?" asked one woman. "A good question," replied the instructor. "At 300 feet you can recognize the faces of people on the ground." The woman thought about this for awhile before saying, "What happens if there's no one there I know?"

Paranoid Insecurity
Bi-polar, schizophrnic, manic depressive??? Belittling myself, I cry, and I don't know why. Lost in translation. Shut away, I put myself on lock down. Unable to give anyone the key, The key that will enable me to speak. I will not take a pill to fix the glitch, Fearing the addiction that once glazed my own mother's eyes. I fight and I hide. But people see what's plauging my mind. Ghostly transparent, I am blind. Today's one of those days, Where I am down on my luck. Subconscious wispering words of fear and sadness. I scream. GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE! I guess I still have some fight left. But I don't know how much more. It's not like I can buy it at the store. My words are in the ink. These written words, My therapy. The weight lifts off my heart, My soul, My mind. Here I am now, Knocking on the cyber worlds doors, Getting complete strangers support.

Paradise: Lost & Found...
I came here searching for release Tried to find the sun again I found my heart again here Now I feel lost again here I found the sun, now it burns me The flowers smell sweet, thorns bleed me Wine tastes sweeter, dulls my pain I slip from one extreme to another I'm lost now in a land of mystery Wandering this place, so unknown I am were I chose to be, lost Am I free here or just misplaced? Stranger in a strange land Confused, I sit here wondering Why have I come so far and done nothing? Have I made a mistake here?

Parasites...
Was this what you had planned? You have taken it all from me again, Bled me to the point of death Drained what I am, and what I could be Why do you keep trying to get more from me? You cannot take what doesn't exist I have become hollow because of you Dried up and blowing away You attach to me like a leech, sucking life Soul sucking parasites are all you are Pain sustains you, feeding on agony Why did you choose me? You use my mistakes against me Tapping into me with the thorns inside What will it take to seperate you from me? LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!!!!

Paradise
Today can't promise what my dreams delivered. There we were under the naked sun telling stories, running from fiddlers chasing an endless glinting sapphire. The foam of the waves tickling over my favorite sandles. I was of course, more muscled, and twice as handsome that male modeling career was working out for me as was the crime fighting. I guess my mind decided to dream big. There you were, at just the right height for a chin rest, just right for fascination hip to hip, and smiling. Perfect time for a recline against the rocky shores worn smooth by a lifetime of coastal barrages. You make the sea breathe. It whispers for me to put my hands around you and kiss until you succumb to my clumsy advances and warm fingertips. Your gasps do little to discourage me. The way you writhe as I play you like a sitar isn't a deterrent. I nuzzle in for a quick bite to distract you from where my hand is sneaking next. And just as I was taking control of losing control as I s

Parasite
"Parasite" You've got nowhere to hide, and all bullshit aside You've committed a terrible crime You've stepped over the line and you'd better be running for your life Fucked over again, I even called you a friend A mistake I won't be repeating I just don't understand how you can even continue to deny You know why (You don't remember why) Don't you pretend that you don't know why (You fucking parasite) Because you're living through association that has been getting you high You sell your soul for just a taste of my life Now what a surprise, to discover the lies You'll be telling again in no time You just don't realize they'll come back and be fucking up your life In trouble again, I just don't understand This whole pattern that keeps repeating You know you'll do it again and admit you can step into the light You know why (You don't remember why) Don't you pretend that you don't know why (You fucking parasite) Because you're living through association that

Parasitic
Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation Disciples of the fallen and the heretic will rise Narcissistic nation Severed tongues of blind dictation The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy Taste the fury That feed the devils inside Fueled by torment, Sin, sex, sickness and pride Parasite submission Parasitic condition Parasite slave culture Parasite it's over

Parachute Trouble
A man goes skydiving for the first time. After listening to the instructor for what seems like days, he is ready to go. Excited, he jumps out of the airplane. After a bit, he pulls the ripcord. Nothing happens. He tries again. Still nothing. He starts to panic, but remembers his back-up chute. He pulls that cord. Nothing happens... He frantically begins pulling both cords, but to no avail. Suddenly, he looks down and he can't believe his eyes. Another man is in the air with him, but this guy is going *up*!! Just as the other guy passes by, the skydiver -- by this time scared out of his wits -- yells, "Hey, do you know anything about skydiving?" The other guy yells back, "No! Do you know anything about gas stoves?"

The Paradox Of Our Time
The paradox of our time in history, is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers. Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families. More conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense. More knowledge, but less judgment. More experts, yet more problems. More medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little,drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We learned how to make a living, but not life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not b

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

Paramore- My Heart
I am finding out that maybe I was wrong That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone Stay with me, this is what I need, please? Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own but what would it be without you? I am nothing now and it's been so long Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope This time I will be listening. Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own but what would it be without you? This heart, it beats, beats for only you This heart, it beats, beats for only you This heart, it beats, beats for only you My heart is yours This heart, it beats, beats for only you My heart is yours (My heart, it beats for you) This heart, it beats, beats for only you (It beats, beats for only you) My heart is yours (My heart is yours) This heart, it beats, beats for only you (Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart, my heart is yours (Please don't go now, please don't fade away) (Please don't go now, please don

Paralysis!
About 3 weeks ago I contracted a virus....It's called Guillan Barre,it attacks the lining of the spinal cord and causes temporary paralysis.It causes an interruption in the pathway of the nerves and weakens the muscles to the point that you cannot support yourself.It sometimes affects the respiratory system and the person has to be on a ventilator to breathe.......It can also affect your bowel and bladder functions.....In my particular case it only affected my arms and hands and everything below my waistline also in association with numbness to the extent that I can basically feel nothing.....I am having to learn to walk all over again but my progress is quicker than expected with a 100% recovery rate....rehabilitation and recovery can be from 6 weeks up to a year....My release from the hospital is scheduled for June 22nd......Peace out!

Paranoia
paranoiagotta love itwhen you feel like noonelikes you anymorewhen you think everyone istrying to stay awayfrom the cold the freezing lump inside my chest too frozen to moveto stuck in the nowcant get to tomorroweverything tumbing fallingjust crashing downfearthat you just cant do itthat youre not good enoughor that you once werebut youre old nowworthless and ought to bethrown awaytrashed anddiscarded

Paradise
A journey in a sense will make sense without a return. Without neither seasons nor borders only a not so far horizon. In this frantic carrousel, those souls that return will never leave again. I know this for sure my friend, I also have returned. I had to run a long way to be able to reach you.

Paranoid
no , not the fuckin kinks song people say that they get paranoid from smoking weed just don`t have the proper frame of mind they are looking at the illegality of it and getting carried away with that part i just smoked a bowl and the last thing i feel is paranoid dammit wicked you are gonna be away from home and in BC.home of some of the worlds best weed you better get high

Paralysis
Paralysis One of the most troubling dream events, and startling physical side-effects of REM, is paralysis. Large muscle groups often become paralyzed during a dream, presumably to prevent injury to the dreamer in case the dreamer's instincts would cause a physical reaction to dreaming visuals. It can be troubling if the dreamer becomes aware of his body in a paralyzed state without being aware of the fact that the mind is still in a dream state. Suddenly stripped of every physical capacity for defense, the dreamer can experience great panic or victimization in the dream. This scenario is a troubling version of the lucid dream. Instead of mind awareness and body control, the dreamer has body awareness and no mind control. Hundreds of years ago, this phenomenon was observed and named having a witch on your back. The idea was that an unfriendly spirit within the dream had pinned you to your bed. Indeed, it is not uncommon to have a sense of spiritual oppression in a dream that includ

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Some have been saying this is the scariest movie ever. The only scary thing about it is you wasted your money to see it and it's roughly an hour and forty minutes you won't get back. Think Blair Witch Project meets The Ring. Now the whole concept of the movie was good. (House supposedly haunted and they set up a camcorder to catch any activity.) However, the annoying bouncing camera made me sick. Some really cool visuals (i.e., woman getting dragged out of bed my her foot) but in short, the trailer is the best part thing about this movie. I love horror movies. This wasn't scary. I didn't scream as I had hoped, but more laughed. One at the people freaking out around me and two, that I was still here watching this movie. Don't demand it for your city. Save your money and rent it when it hits DVD. Watching it in the privacy of your own home in a dark room will at least give you a somewhat eerie effect.

Paranormal Activity
***SPOILER ALERTS*** I went and saw this movie with an open mind. I assumed it wouldn't be very good, but was pleasantly surprised with the reviews. I must admit I'm not a big fan of the show so I really wasn't expecting a whole lot. I am however a big fan of B rated horror films. Unfortunately this movie was less than B rated. It was probably one of the most awful movies I've ever seen. The acting was horrible. We are talking about a girl who is aware that an entity of some kind has been following her since she was at least eight years old; yet she can barely muster up enough fear to keep her awake at night. Which leads to scene after scene of her and her boyfriend asleep in bed. Only to be woken up by the demon. The boyfriend is very in too figuring out what is stalking her. He is supposedly a daytrader from home, and they live in a huge house in San Diego. He also says he never knew that she had these problems until they moved in together. He uses that fact against her

Paramore - The Only Exception
When I was youngerI saw my daddy cryAnd cursed at the windHe broke his own heartAnd I watchedAs he tried to reassemble itAnd my momma swore thatShe would never let herself forgetAnd that was the day I promisedI'd never sing of loveIf it does not existBut darlin,You, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionMaybe I know, somewhereDeep in my soulThat love never lastsAnd we've got to find other waysTo make it aloneOr keep a straight faceAnd i've always lived like thisKeeping a comfortable, distanceAnd up until nowI had sworn to myself that I was contentWith lonelinessCos none of it was ever worth the risk, butYou, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionYou, are, the only exceptionI've got a tight grip on realityBut I can'tLet go of what's in front of me hereI know your leavingIn the morning, when you wake upLeave me with some proof its not a dreamOhh---You, are, the only exceptionY

Paranormal Activity
I don't normally feel compelled to blog about the movies I watch, but this one is different. I love scary movies, but alas I hardly ever see a good one anymore - one that is actually SCARY. Paranormal Activity is an exception. It is the first time in many years that I have felt my skin crawl whilst watching a movie, and it is the first time in just as long that I've laid in bed awake a while, feeling uneasy. I don't want to give anything away about the movie, so I'll just say that if you're a fan of the genre then watch this one!

Paradise Lost-forever Failure
You must feel frustration Cause your mind feels such temptation And your ways appear a total lack of faith You may feel elation At your body's re-creation And that joy you need, restricted by one thought Are you forever - loss of purpose in a passive life Are you forever - pale, regarded as a waste of time High times are courageous But in truth they suit no purpose Induced, reduced, unable and afraid...... Can you feel rejection And a lack of motivation And the joy you need restricted and delayed

Paradoxical Sleep
I can't stop crying, I've wasted my life. So much pain in my mind, Hurts like a knife. I've tried so hard, But life's not what it seems. The only way I could be happy, Is in my escape dreams... Why does it have to be this way? In dreams it always ends ok... Where's my line? Where's my number? For I'm not bothered, When I'm in slumber. I saw the light, Then closed the door. Now it's too late, My life I ignore. I can not feel pain, When I'm asleep. I can not drop blood, When dreams will creep. Why does it have to be this way? You'll see, it will end ok... Or maybe my life is like reality, No truth in it at all. Maybe this is why after all I've been through, I refused to fall. No, I did fall, Though I stood right back to my feet. No broken bones, Just destroyed dreams burned in hopeless heat. Visions of dreams, No hope to be true. Hidden behind crooked pictures, That will never look new. Once you grow up, Your past is a scar. And once you grow up, You realize who you are... Why

Paranormal Activity
Correction, this movie is called Paranormal Entity I just watched the movie, there was 2, count them, one, two, boob shots. woohoo, and a whole bunch of shaky hand held camera work, and a voice behind the camera. I guess it was supposed to be a frightning, adrenaline pumping experience...it was not. aside from the fact that the premise of the movie was interesting, the low budget "Demon" call Maron is a dark spirit who rapes women in their sleep. an Incubus, in christianity, has his eye on the daughter in a family that has experienced a death in the family, the father. In an attempt by the mother to communicate with her deceased husband, she conjured up this Maron and everyone but the boy behind the camera dies...until he is arrested for their murders and commits suicide. In tribute to the film critics from the past, I give this film a big two thumbs down. BUT, if you like Quarantine, Blair Witch project, and the one with the aliens...you might think this film is entertainmen

Para Ti
Para tieste beso en el vientote lo mandaré allíte dirá lo que siento... yo por tiNo he podido hacer nadaEn tu vida ahora sete sentiste ignoradaes probable, tal vezsi yo hubiese sabidohabría sido una ayudapero que importa yaAhora que..Tu puedes jugar siguiendo una cometaMientras sales por el espacio a pasearquizás puedas llegar ahora hasta tu metay un mundo distinto que no lograste hallarSolo que no debió de ser asíSolo que la soledad no es mas grande sin tiPara tiuna flor he traídote la dejaré allíbajo un cielo nubladomientras miro la luzestá pasando noviembrey tu... tienes 20 años siempreAhora que...Tu puedes jugar siguiendo una cometaMientras sales por el espacio a pasearquizás puedas llegar ahora hasta tu metay un mundo distinto que no lograste hallarSolo que no debió de ser asíSolo que la soledad ahora es grandeLa soledad es más grande sin ti...Para ti...

Paramore - The Only Exception
I saw this video this morning as I was flipping through the channels and I was impressed. The lyrics are below. Enjoy!!! When I was younger, I saw my daddy cryAnd curse at the windHe broke his own heart and I watchedAs he tried to reassemble itAnd my momma swore thatShe would never let herself forgetAnd that was the day that I promisedI'd never sing of love if it does not existBut darling, you are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionMaybe I know, somewhere deep in my soulThat love never lastsAnd we've got to find other ways to make it aloneOr keep a straight faceAnd I've always lived like thisKeeping a comfortable distanceAnd up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with lonelinessBecause none of it was ever worth the riskBut you are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionYou are the only exceptionI've got a tight grip on realityBut I can't let go of what's in front of

The Parade Of Sunday Stupid...
Soo yeah then. Hi kids, how in the hell have you all been? Me, just a big ol happy basket of peaches as usual. Yanno, yeah I've been quiet but it kinda gets like that when you're "watching" stuff you know. And that's about right. So what do I see latley? Well, this might be odd to say for Fubar but people's feelings being hurt and being emo even? Somewhat. Then I see silly. I see point and rate and bling game silliness. I am so happy I am out of that loop you have no idea. Sure I have my family and friends, etc that do stuff of course. But that's not really why they are there for the most part anyways. Alot of you don't realize just how crazy it can be up there in that rate game. Maybe you don't even want to, I dunno. Want to see something crazy and true? This is a story I received about one of them up there, recently even. Read this sb...the name is x-ed out to protect the person involved.... So if I am reading this right, this person is paying people off with boomerangs ju

A Parasites Manifesto...
i feed upon you whilst you remain unaware. i have attached myself to you secretly, silently. i feast o your joys, excitement, and happiness...in a vain attempt to somehow incorporate them into myself like a psychic vampire. i hunger for the joy you will feed me, the sexual exploits and drug induced euphoria you provide me. you are my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. i will consume you, leaving you to wither, rot,and die in pools of your own bloody vomit. i will then find a new host to feed upon, for i truly am a parasite. 4-27-06

The Parallell To My Life As It Is Nowi Sit In A Lonely Room. No One Around. Looking To The Left, I See A Guy Wrestling With A Dark Figure. Not Knowing
I sit in a lonely room. no one around. looking to the left, I see a guy wrestling with a dark figure.not knowing what it is, i go to look furthur. I see it's a shadow. In my mind, the face looks very familiar, I then, realize it's me. I look to the right. I see a mirror on a lonely wall. I walk to the mirror.As i gaze into the mirror, I see that i have no relection. Stunned, I look back at the guy wrestling the shadow.the guy now looks old, withered, and beaten down. I look back into the mirror, I see my face half beaten. Hoping for an escape, I go to the door, but the door is locked. I look through the keyhole and see an angel. The angel looks fimilar as well. finally it dawns, its my best friend and my lover. The one that always makes everything right when the skies are dark and gray. I start to feel better about the situation, but yet, I amstuck in this room with no key, no windows, and no way out. Feeling lost, I look back to the guy wrestling again,its me again. What can i do to g

Paradise...tesla
Hold me close now, hold me tight, don't let go of me tonightYou're all I want, you're all I needHold me close now, hold me tight, and don't let go of me tonightSweet paradise, yeahHow I love all of those crazy little things you've said and done for meYou're the one for meDarlin', dry your eyes, I can't stand to see you cryNow just turn and walk away, don't look back when I say goodbye paradiseDays go by and life goes on, I feel I've been away too longWhat I would give to be with you, days go by and life drags onFeel I've been away too long, for much too long, yeahAnd all the while that I'm away, don't let our love fade awayDon't you fade awayNow as sure as the sun is gonna shine, the day will comeNow I'm waitin' for the day, there'll be no more sayin' goodbye paradiseMy sweet paradise, you are the reason why it tears me up insideAnd I break down and cry, didn't wanna say goodbye paradiseI'm comin' home to you tonight, comin' home to you tonightSo hold on tight, tonight I'm

Paradise By The Dashboard Lights ~ Meatloaf
Boy:I remember every little thingAs if it happened only yesterdayParking by the lakeAnd there was not another car in sightAnd I never had a girlLooking any better than you didAnd all the kids at schoolThey were wishing they were me that night And now our bodies are oh so close and tightIt never felt so good, it never felt so rightAnd we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knifeC'mon! Hold on tight!C'mon! Hold on tight! Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark nightI can see paradise by the dashboard light Girl:Ain't no doubt about itWe were doubly blessedCause we were barely seventeenAnd we were barely dressed Ain't no doubt about itBaby got to go and shout itAin't no doubt about itWe were doubly blessed Boy:Cause we were barely seventeenAnd we were barely dressed Baby doncha hear my heartYou got it drowning out the radioI've been waiting so longFor you to come along and have some fun And I gotta let ya knowNo you're never gonna regret itSo open up your eyes I got a b

Paradise Or Prison?
I'm moving. Yes that's right. A lot of the people I talk to and are friends with tell me I'm crazy. Hawaii to most is paradise. A place with beautiful beaches, spectacular sunsets, friendly people, and so much more. Truth is it is all that. Then you take account that it's also an island. One of seven beautiful islands. Visions of laying on the beach soaking up the sun or going up to the mountain at 3 am to watch the sunrise over the mountains as you hold that special person in your arms and make a wish. Who would ever want to move away from that? I do. It's seeing and doing the same thing everyday all day. It's being able to drive from one side of the island to the other in 2 hours and then running out of road and having nowhere else to go. It all gets boring. There comes a time in everyones life when they feel trapped in one way or another. When the pressures and demands of life catch up to them and they need a step back to look at their lives and how things are going. When my time ca

Paradise
well some of you already know of my plans but for those of you who dont here goes..... after i finish school i plan on working about a year and saving close to $10,000 (which includes rent and plenty of spending cash) and moving to either st thomas or st croix in the virgin islands..i plan on doing so that way i can start life over really and finally be at peace and relax it appears that it really isnt as expensive to live there as most people think..hell i could get a 2br house almost on the beach for $1,000/month and its fully furnished with a big yard now if i cant find a medic job right away i can always cook in a hotel since they have cruise ships coming in all year long and even that pays good money so right now even though its not set in stone that is my 1 yr plan for now ps. if yall wanna come visit please do

Paranormal Research ( The Value Of People's Stories And Experiences )
I belong to a tribe called "Paranormal Research." Some of the members including myself have given accounts of their paranormal experiences over their lives posting them on that tribe. Other members of that same tribe question those of us who relate our anecdotal stories saying they have no scientific validity as they do not represent research under controlled conditions. my response to this was to relate events going back a few years ago to Navajo reserves where a dramatic story of life and death struggle took place punctuated by stark realisation of the scientific community to pay attention to what the local inhabitants might have to say on any subject at hand. A mysterious illness had broken out among the peoples there with flu like symptoms and healthy young men and women in their twenties and thirties were dying as their lungs were filling with fluids. The disease cowboys from Atlanta were mobilized and some of the best minds in the world equipped with the best techn

Parachute Jumping
Parachute Jumping On the first day of training for parachute jumping, a blonde listened intently to the instructor. He told them to start preparing for landing when they are at 300 feet. The blonde asked, "How am I supposed to know when I'm at 300 feet?" "That's a good question. When you get to 300 feet, you can recognize the faces of people on the ground." After pondering his answer, she asked, "What happens if there's no one there I know?"

Paranormal Activity
This isnt for the weak minded.. For the simple fools.. for what my teacher used to call the fruits, nuts and flakes.. I have investigated paranormal activity in my time .. been in creepy places doing the scooby and the gang thing.. I have spoken to religious people, to laymen... Interviewed eyewitnesses .. and seen freaky things that can only be explained as intelligent .. When I look upon these things i always drift back to my teacher.. and his words so many years ago.. Everything is relevant.. Now i find myself years later and far removed from such groups with an ugly idea.. oh my its a bad one ... and Im tempted to do it .. If my theory is right .. then ... well thats for the initiated mind to ponder.. As I said this isnt for the weak minded... You cannot do it alone .. but it is so hard to find someone to work with... I am having difficulty in expressing this frustration for what appears so simple even a child should have seen it ... I honestly believe a child would have point

Para Comprar Las Ultimas Hombres Camiseta
Ser cool y único es el mantra de nuestros jóvenes de la nueva era. Niño de hoy lo quiere todo en el tiempo y la moda ya sean teléfonos móviles, ordenadores, Franklin and Marshall accesorios e incluso ropa fresca gusta más reciente y camisetas. Colegio van los niños y jóvenes de forma continua tratando de encontrar las maneras de ver fresco y único, y en la misma búsqueda que a veces va por la borda. La mejor manera, que creo que, para mostrar su estilo y la moda es la búsqueda de las últimas camisetas. Ha habido un momento en que la moda y el estilo iba a ser fuerte de las mujeres, pero se han ido los días en los que tales cosas se asociaron sólo con mujeres. Franklin Marshall jacket Los hombres, hoy en día, son también muy consciente y cuidadoso con su presentación y de la moda y el estilo. Ellos tratan de comprar accesorios de marca y todas esas cosas que muestren su estilo y la moda.La compra de una fresca y más reciente camisetas pueden ser una declaración de estilo más reciente y

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ParaphiliaFocus of erotic interest Abasiophilia People with impaired mobility[3] Acrotomophilia People with amputations[4][5] Agalmatophilia Statues, mannequins and immobility[6] Algolagnia Pain, particularly involving an erogenous zone; differs from masochism as there is a biologically different interpretation of the sensation rather than a subjective interpretation[7] Andromimetophilia Trans men[3][8] Anililagnia Attraction by young men to older women

Paralyze Mind's
Paralyze mind's never think for they don't illuminate. potential to be but no spark. Limited to half a world, never can appreciate the other half.Like living life with out the eye's right.your mind unjustified cause your compass never point's north.. BY: S.A

Parasite
Does a parasite KNOW that they are one? No they don't They just think they are living By their own wits And see the results How clever they are in taking Seeing weakness and devouring It is NOT clever It is NOT strong It is gaining strength from another Cowardly and only sustainable By others REJECT Parasites have no honor Parasites have no pity Parasites have no spine Literally They are worms and will eat you from the inside Treat them as such A brain free soft drink

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DALLAS—In the last press conference Bill Parcells would give this year after leading the Cowboys through a frustrating 9-7 season and an excruciating first-round playoff loss to the Seattle Seahawks, the hard-nosed coach surprised reporters by revealing that he "was glad to see the season, and with any luck [his] career, come to an end," stating that "I can't remember a time in my life when I haven't hated football." "Come on—anyone who paid attention to my career must have suspected it," two-time Super Bowl-winner Parcells told stunned members of the press at the Cowboys practice facility Tuesday, reacting to their disbelief with surprise of his own. "When did I ever look like I was enjoying myself? When did you last see me smile on the sidelines or in the locker room? You must have at least wondered why I was always so angry with everyone around me." "I'll tell you why—I was goddamn miserable," Parcells added. "Football sucks." The coach expounded on his statements by expl

Parcells Fires Mueller, To Meet With Cameron Tuesday
Parcells fires Mueller, to meet with Cameron Tuesday ESPN.com news services Updated: December 31, 2007, 12:34 PM ET DAVIE, Fla. -- Bill Parcells' shakeup of the Miami Dolphins began Monday with the firing of general manager Randy Mueller. Assistant director of player personnel Mike Baugh and college scouting coordinator Rick Thompson also departed. Also at risk of being fired was coach Cam Cameron, who said he would discuss his future with Parcells this week. On Sunday, the Dolphins became only the eighth team to finish 1-15. Parcells began work Thursday as executive vice president of football operations. Mueller was the Dolphins' general manager for three seasons but was in charge of personnel decisions only since coach Nick Saban left a year ago. Mueller received mixed reviews for his moves in 2007, which included the acquisition of free-agent linebacker Joey Porter and the selection of receiver Ted Ginn Jr. and quarterback John Beck in the dra

Pardon The Lyrics...
I'm not one to feign cleverness by lifting song lyrics, but these truly are a more precise statement about me than I could articulate myself. And if the bottle's no solution Why does it feel so warm And if that girl is no solution Why did she feel so warm And if to feel is no solution Why do I feel Why do I feel so tired Why do I feel so broken Why do I feel so outside Why do I seem so blind I'm so sick of feeling It's ruined my life Ok, so I don't drink. But the sentiment is what counts here.

Pardon The Witch!
Interesting bit of news today! The family of the last person in the UK to be prosecuted under the Witchcraft Act will mark the 50th anniversary of her death by calling for her pardon. Medium Helen Duncan, who was born in Callander, Perthshire, was imprisoned using the law during World War II. She was targeted by the government after revealing to a séance audience that a warship had sunk before the news had been released to the public. Her grand-daughter is particularly angry at the accusations of treason. Mary Martin, of Edinburgh, said Mrs Duncan had been accused of being a traitor. "When she first came back home after prison she was never the same. "She always had a bit of a glow about her but she seemed to have lost that. "Some people said it was treason. My grandmother had two sons and two son in laws in the forces ... and there is no way she would have given anybody information." Mrs Duncan became one of the most famous mediums of her time, heading a network of

Pardon Me....
As some of you know, I recently posted a few stash items regarding the notorious serial killer, Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer. Please do not think I am sick, twisted, psychotic or anything of the sort. As I was browsing videos on YouTube two nights ago, I ran acorss the A&E Biography and found myself drawn into watching them all.. After that I started to watch a bio on Theodore Robert Bundy... Had to stop there... I almost forgot that people like this actually existed.. By the way, I DO own the orginal Dahmer movie that was made right after the arrest of Jeffrey Dahmer.. There was a remake, which I also onw, (along with the Ted Bundy movie, etc etc... )but it was not half as.... well, I won't say "good"... but I hope you understand what I mean.

Pardon The Border Patrol Agents Now... Sign The Petition...
Sign the Petition now Persecuted because they were doing their jobs.… That’s precisely what has happened to two U.S. Border agents who were convicted and sentenced to 11 and 12 year prison terms for shooting a Mexican drug smuggler who had crossed our border illegally and physically assaulted one of the agents. This outrageous injustice took place near El Paso, Texas—a hotbed of illegal activity, where drug smugglers, and violent gang members illegally crossing from Mexico are often encountered. On February 17, 2005, U.S. Border Ignacio Ramos (a former nominee for border patrol agent of the Year), and Jose Compean attempted to apprehend a fleeing illegal alien at our border. Today, both are facing 20 year prison terms, and even more outrageous, this same illegal alien is now suing the U.S. for $5 million claiming his civil rights were violated. Click here for the Lou Dobbs report. Both agents must surrender to federal authorities on January 17, to begin their terms. However

Pardon Me
Pardon Me Pardon me while I burst Pardon me while I burst A decade ago, I never thought I would be. A twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me But I guess that it comes with the territory. An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear. I need you to see. That I have had all I can take And exploding seems like a definite possibility To me So Pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games So Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same. Not, two days ago I was having a look in a book And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees I said I can relate Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from. The burdens of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D... And thinking so much differently. Pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had

Pardon?
Mastodon gig at Nottingham Rock City last night. Fuckin awesome. They're definitely in my top ten LIVE bands. Note perfect, great banter, full on rockstar shapes being thrown and they played all my faves. And SOOOOO loud. I'm only just starting to get full hearing back. I'm the luckiest boy in Christendom. Oh, and Jae, next time, don't be so impatient. Some of us work for a living. Nootch.

Pardons Granted By President Clinton
Pardons granted by President Clinton (1993-2001) PARDONS GRANTED BY PRESIDENT CLINTON Table of Contents November 23, 1994 April 17, 1995 December 23, 1997 December 24, 1998 February 19, 1999 December 23, 1999 February 19, 2000 March 15, 2000 July 7, 2000 October 20, 2000 November 21, 2000 December 22, 2000 January 20, 2001 November 23, 1994 NAME DISTRICT SENTENCED OFFENSE David Phillip Aronsohn D. Minn. 1961 Failure to pay special occupational tax on wagering, 26 U.S.C. § 7203 Wanda Kaye Bain-Prentice D. Ariz. 1982 Mail fraud, 18 U.S.C. § 1341 Antonio Barucco U. S. Army general court-martial 1945 Desertion in violation of the 58th Article of War Kristine Margo Beck D. Idaho 1981 Bank embezzlement, 18 U.S.C. § 656 David Christopher Billmaier D. New Mex. 1980 Possession with intent to distribute amphetamines, 21 U.S.C. § 841(a)(1) Terry Lee Brown E. D. Ky. 1962 Interstate transportation of a stolen motor vehicle, 18 U.S.

Pardon
Hey look im not the sexiest of the models though i've been known to turn a head or two im not the biggest dog in the yard but atleast i can hang in the yard i dont drive a benz bentley or bmw hell i dont have a license but i dont need you for a ride i get by on my own just fine i work because i want to, not because i have to im not lazy though i like to relax i like a trim waist but i love a pretty face im a big man with a hearty appetite so even if you're a thick girl you'll fit in just right im complex yet simple i havent had the best life but it's gone just fine i've had my problems but then again who hasnt im not like all the others im crass rude out spoken and obnoxious those things make me out to be everything but a liar i am what you see what you see is what you get i like a short skirt but my eye doesnt wander trying to figure where i am you'll never have to wonder most men have dreams i have plans some have wishes i have ideals some have crisis i

Pardon Me Sir, But The Late 80's Just Threw Up On Your Hoodie
Driving around the other day I saw something ridiculous. A guy walking with a girl and he had on this really dorky looking hoodie and a santa claus hat. Of course when you see something as odd and colorful as this, you can't help but look. He actually gave me the " tough guy" look. Like he was going to kick my ass or something. I'm sorry. You will never look tough wearing this:EVER! In fact, It looked like he broke into my sister's room when she was 8 years old and stole her pajamas. Once in awhile there's a trend or a style that comes out that makes you wonder, what the hell they were thinking?! Unless their goal was to make "gangsta" wanna be kids from the suburbs look like infants, then I totally support it.

Pardon Me While I Burst
Why does it always seem that at the worse times ex-significant others seem to appear out of thin air? Telling you that you meant nothing to them, that you were only a space-filler for their spare time. Plus you only look for relationships because you need something to occupy your mind because your life sucks... Wow, is that really how people view me? I don't use relationships as something to hide behind. Yes, I enjoy the company of a significant other (especially during tough times), but doesn't everybody? It amazes me how I could mean so little to someone I did so much for. I am not going to let what he says get to me, I spent countless, sleepless nights trying to put together scattered pieces of a puzzle that had no end. It took a long time to realize I was only a game to him, something he eventually grew bored with. He grew bored with the stability of a relationship, he grew bored with the idea of advancing in life and trying to make something of the time we have her

Pardon Me
Pardon me while I burst Pardon me while I burst A decade ago, I never thought I would be. A twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me But I guess that it comes with the territory. An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear. I need you to see. That I have had all I can take And exploding seems like a definite possibility To me So Pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games So Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same. Not, two days ago I was having a look in a book And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees I said I can relate Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from. The burdens of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D... And thinking so much differently. Pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games P

Pardon My Ponder
Just pondering here..... wth is with hump day?? I mean I know its like the middle of the week, but come on, in reality all a hump really starts out as is a tease. Another thing, if we have a weekend why isn't the a weak start. Might be Monday, might not. Sorry, but if you will parton my ponder, I just might forgive your flounder. I could not validate that you are human if you didn't mess up once in awhile. Woke up at like 5:15am. I am ready to start the day. I'm cold right now and the heater is on. I am dressed and all but I am cold. Hands are all lotioned up just ready for anything. Actually I found some Moisturized Cream the did a great job on my rougher than sand paper hands. Day before yesterday I was going to mention something then just like that I can't remember what I was going to mention. My mom says that is a brain fart. She has gone and lost her manners. I am not about to try and correct her, its a losing battle. She has a different concept of exactly when things happened.

Parents Face Charges After Daughter Kept From Wedding
SALT LAKE CITY (AP) -- When Julianna Redd's parents took her for a long drive the day before her wedding, they weren't trying to impart parental advice. Rather, they drove her to Colorado and kept her there long enough that she missed the nuptials. Now the Utah county attorney's office has filed second-degree felony kidnapping charges against Julianna's parents, Lemuel and Julia Redd. The Redds told their daughter they were taking her on a shopping trip Aug. 4 and then drove her to Grand Junction, Colo., according to Provo police Capt. Rick Healey. The bridegroom, Perry Myers, called police when his bride-to-be didn't attend a pre-wedding dinner with his parents that night. The Redds spent the night in Colorado and returned the 240 miles to Provo the next day, Healey said. But they arrived after the couple was supposed to have participated in a wedding ceremony on Aug. 5 in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Temple in Salt Lake City. The couple were marri

Parental Advisory ?? Do You Really Need One?
In reference to the youth advisory — Saturday, 07 October 2006 I kinda messed up when I made it, cuz i made it in regular old sucky ass paint. It basicly says you're parents think you are stupid, have no brain, self control, will copy anything you see or hear, repeat the things you hear so you can't veiw this. They have admitted that they have failed to be a good influence on you, to teach you how to think logicly for yourself, and stuff like that. If you are exposed to such content, you will grow up to be seriall killers, and puppy molesters. So stay in your room, with earplugs on. Thank you, have a great weekend. I think it should replace the adult advisory thing. Because it seems kinda insulting to me as an adult that they think I need the advisory. Cuz i'm the adult, I don't need a fucking advisory. Talk to the children here. Explain it to them, cuz their parent's probably won't. The parents allready know why their kids shouldn't be viewing whatever it is. Don't talk

Parents And Anyone Concerned About Our Kids.......... (repost)
I wanted to make sure that this was true before I posted it. I received it in an email a friend sent me. I was shocked to find out this WAS true. If you like check it out at http://www.snopes.com/medical/toxins/dustoff.asp First IM going to tell you a little about me and my family. My name is Jeff. I am a Police Officer for a city which is known nationwide for its crime rate. We have a lot of gangs and drugs. At one point we were # 2 in the nation in homicides per capita. I also have a police K-9 named Thor. He was certified in drugs and general duty. He retired at 3 years old because he was shot in the line of duty. He lives with us now and I still train with him because he likes it. I always liked the fact that there was no way to bring drugs into my house. Thor wouldn't allow it. He would tell on you. The reason I say this is so you understand that I know about drugs. I have taught in schools about drugs. My wife asks all our kids at least once a week if they used any drugs. Make

Parent
WELL I AM A MARRIED SEXYMOM OF 2 BOYS. AGES 6 AND 4. I WANT TO MEET OTHER PEOPLE THAT ARE MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS. I LOVE TO MEET NEW PEOPLE FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD. SO IF YOU ARE COOL AND YOU LOVE KIDS GET AT ME. PLEASE DONT DISRESPECT ME AIGHT.. UR GURL SXYLUCIOUS HOLLA MUAH

Parent Offer
PARENT - Job Description This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, none of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an, often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in thre

A Parents Wish List
This is for my sister and brother. I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had him back. I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also. If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my child, and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both. Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever. I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you; but, I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child, my favorite topic of the day. I know you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my child's death pains you, too. I wish you would let me know those things through a phone call, a card, not

Parents Should Check This Out ( And Those Wanting Kinds In The Future )
some people dont think much about it, but this is VERY true. I've found out information about people like this myself. >>After tossing her books on the sofa, she decided to grab a snack and >>get on-line . She logged on under her screen name ByAngel213. She checked >>her Buddy List and saw GoTo123 was on. She sent him an instant message: >> >> >> >> >>ByAngel213: >>Hi. >>I'm glad you are on! I thought someone was >>following me home today. It was really weird! >> >> >> >> >>GoTo123: >>LOL >>You watch too much TV. Why would someone >>be following you? Don't you live in a safe >>neighborhood? >> >>ByAngel213: >>Of course I do. LOL I guess it was my imagination >>cuz'I didn't see anybody when I looked out. >> >>GoTo123: >>Unless you gave your name out on-line. >>You haven't done that have you? >> >>ByAngel213: >>Of course not.I'm not stupid you know. >> >>GoTo123: >>Did you have a softball game after school >>today? >> >>ByAngel213: >>Yes and we

Parenting
(Sigh. I hate how it redates blogs when you edit them. This is from late November, post-Thanksgiving weekend. I just retitled it today... forgetting about the re-dating. Grumble.) Well, I have returned from a four-day trip to Cincinnati for the Turkey Day weekend. It was a wonderful trip. I haven't seen these particular friends in about 3 1/2 years, and since then they've bought a new house. Also, their child, 2 months old last time I saw him, is quite a bit bigger. :) I am grateful to be home, though. It's always an interesting experience to be in a loud family atmosphere, especially when I'm sleeping just down the hall from all the noise. And I dig the love and everything that goes with a family. But I welcome the quiet back at my own house... at least for a few days. If I stay at home, alone, for too long, I end up lonely *laugh* This weekend did make me realize that I have quite definite ideas about parenting. And how much I admire my sister for her parenting sk

Parent Definitions
Parent Definitions Words that you or I would commonly use for one meaning, have a completely different meaning to parents in a family... AMNESIA: condition that enables a woman who has gone through labor to have sex again. BOTTLE FEEDING: an opportunity for Daddy to get up at 2 AM too. DEFENSE: what you'd better have around the yard if you're going to let the children play outside. DROOLING: how teething babies wash their chins. DUMB WAITER: one who asks if the kids would care to order dessert. FAMILY PLANNING: the art of spacing your children the proper distance apart to keep you from falling into financial disaster. FEEDBACK: the inevitable result when a baby doesn't appreciate the strained carrots. FULL NAME: what you call your child when you're mad at him. GRANDPARENTS: the people who think your children are wonderful even though they're sure you're not raising them right. HEARSAY: what toddlers do when anyone mutters a dirty word. IMPREGNABLE:

Parent's Glossary Of Kids Kitchen Terms"
APPETIZING: Anything advertised on TV. BOIL: The point a parent reaches upon hearing the automatic "Yuck" before a food is even tasted. CASSEROLE: Combination of favorite foods that go uneaten because they are mixed together. CHAIR: Spot left vacant by mid-meal bathroom visit. COOKIE (LAST ONE): Item that must be eaten in front of a sibling. CRUST: Part of a sandwich saved for the starving children of China, India, Africa, or Europe (check one). DESSERTS: The reason for eating a meal. EVAPORATE: Magic trick performed by children when it comes time to clear the table or wash dishes. FAT: Microscopic substance detected visually by children on pieces of meat they do not wish to eat. FLOOR: Place for all food not found on lap or chair. FORK: Eating utensil made obsolete by discovery of fingers. FRIED FOODS: Gourmet cooking FROZEN: Condition of children's jaws when Spinach is served. FRUIT: A natural sweet not to be confused with dessert. GERMS: The

Parents
So my mother calls me yesterday and asks me to go get a money order and take it to the jail for my lil bro who is in there....yet again...for stupid shit n unpaid fines....of course being the good child i am i help out. Then last nite she calls n asks me to go to the magistrates office to pay on his fines so he can get outta jail and yet again i tell her i will do it. So she hands me 400 bucks to go pay on his fines for him today and i was sitting here thinking how fucked up is this? I'm a single mom struggling to raise my kids and pay my bills and when i get in a bind and need some help with things i get criticized for it and they won't help me out yet when my brother needs money or ends up in jail they are the ones running to rescue him each and every time. She says this is the last time she's helping him out but she's said that every other time!! It just irritates me to no end....so i'm sitting here with the money in my pocket and my daughter told me i should take grams money and go

Parenting
For everyone that knows me, the all can verify that I am a mature adult, at the age of 20. For everyone that doesn't know me, like you should,you should realize that I am more mature then most of the people that I know. For that being said, for anyone that still doesn't understand how mature I am. I seriously think I am ready to have a child of my own. When my father, was my age. He got my mother pregnant with my older sister AJ. My father had no clue what he was doing. He had no prior experience with children at all. So, when Aj was born, he was dumbfounded. Me on the other hand, has had plenty of experience with children of all ages, even new borns. One of my girlfriends Tiffany Bell, used to babysit for a lady that worked with her mom. Jordan (6) and Bailey (4) were the children Tiffany babysat. I would go over and help a few times a week, to expand my knowledge about children. I was told numerous times and by several people, that I would make a great father at my age. I have bee

Parents
How do you see parents Do you think they should be perfect Or know everything Anyone can be a parent Young or old Stupid or smart Big or little Pretty or ugly It doesnt matter But what really makes a parent perfect The way they are with the kids How much they love them What they do for them The way they want the best for them They don't have to do everything right Should a parent know everything Or is it okay for them to learn Along with their babies And share the experiences Making them have more meaning Anyone can be a parent Anyone can make a perfect parent But they have to want to be a good parent And if they want a title More meaningful than Mother or Father They have to be that someone special Just because you have a baby Doesnt mean you're a good parent Or a mommy or daddy That just means your a mother or father You have to earn anything else Do you want to be a good parent

Parents~ Watch This ( Repost)
subject: parents plz watch..this sicko is on myspace (repost) date: 2007-01-12 18:18:31 PINKIE'S FRIENDS: SERIOUSLY IF YOU VIEW THIS AND DUN REPOST JUST TAKE ME OFF YOUR FUCKING LIST (repost of original by '~ * ~ Master D's Angel ~ * ~' on '2007-01-10 21:46:58') (repost of original by 'Mrs. Dragon~Infamous Crew Ldr ~*SinCity*~CJ's Wife-pet dragon' on '2007-01-10 22:20:06') (repost of original by 'Sex Kitten' on '2007-01-10 22:25:31') (repost of original by 'dad' on '2007-01-10 22:27:52') (repost of original by '{{۩¤HýþñøtîÇ¤Êyë§®¤RÈßËL§ ØF ÇT™۩}}' on '2007-01-11 02:09:49') (repost of original by 'tom_hall36~COWGIRLS AN COWBOYS OF CT~' on '2007-01-11 02:37:28') (repost of original by 'Redneck Rin ~Cowgirls and Cowboys of CT~and ~Member of K.O.T~' on '2007-01-11 03:20:21') (repost of original by 'Crazy Lady of The Cowgirls and Cowboys of CT' on '2007-01-11 06:07:59') (repost of original by 'PASTOR COUGARMOON OF THE CHEROKEE TRIBE' on '2007-01-11 0

Parent Protected - What A Great Idea!
This was designed and distributed on a bulletin to add the graphic to those sites that are parent monitored. Although it may not be a complete deterent; at least, it does provide a degree of a deterent in that it brings an awareness that kids are being watched by their parents in an effort to curb off the pervs. Visit ParentProtected.Com for more info! What do you think????

Parents.....
Some people look back on their childhood as, ‘The best years of their lives’. I, on the other hand, hated being a child because I always felt caged and restrained. I disliked having to ask for things. I especially disliked being told “No!” without a logical or fair reason. I hated being told what to wear, when to come home or where I could go. When I was very young I hated not being able to reach things. I really hated sitting in the back seat of the car being told to “Sit still and shut up!” When visitors came we were sent outside to play. We were usually sent to bed when we weren’t ready or tired. One of my earliest childhood memories has me standing at the gate with my mother’s voice calling from the house, “Darlene, don’t you leave the yard will you?” I was about three years old and I was wondering why I couldn’t go out of the gate. My father and my big brother left every day. They both got to go out of the gate, but I wasn’t allowed to. People walked p