Every Little Thing Let me in to see you in the morning light to get me on and all along the tears they come see all come I want you to believe in life but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away will you find out who you are too late to change? I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time some times lift me up just lift me up don't make a sound and let me hold you up before you hit ...

This is a latin prayer. And you have opened it. And because you did open it, you will repost this bulletin if you do not want the members of your family die in a year's time. I'm not kidding around. You do have the option to ignore this message and death knocks at the door of your family. Have fun! THE PRAYER OF DEATH: El tiquira con vosotros mes tera dima ul kevadra, ses avada, mi jubilo con de los requerrimos, unta de pondresita kon cantamos, remans...

Anyway here are the questions. Whats Your... Name/Nickname: Country: City: Astrological sign: Profession How... Old: Tall: What is... your lucky number: your pet: your sport: your hobby: your favorite book: your sexiest feature: Add a few more questions if you want. Anyway im off to bed since i have work early in the morning.

Its a good thing that ill be starting work on friday. im starting to see that i have too much time on my hands right now that, i have time to write poetry. it would have been ok if it was good but... anyway here one check it out. Darkness Sublime The darkness brings forth a sublime kind of beauty. Rivaled only by the vastness of space A place where everything is magnificent and stunning Where truth and beauty gives life new grace. Shadows playing in the darkest night Give rise...

Ravaged Soul I live in a world of misery, And caged by my own desires. I’ve gone on ahead to my paradise Of which I now despise. All my goals have turned to ashes And all the ashes into dust But I’ll struggle on to find new dreams, In this world of empty scenes Till death devours me and I am cold My life would be for myself alone. I’ll join the anger and all the strife This world will be my playground, My pleasure, my delight… Poetry from me!?!?! Pretty hard to...

I remember when I was a kid I had this thing about reading books. I thought that anything without any visual representations was a bore to read. I then felt that reading a book of any kind as a chore that I’d rather not do. The funny thing about it is that these days I have collected about 500 books or so. In the beginning I was only interested with Fantasy books such as the series known as “Xanth Series” (Author: Piers Anthony). After a while though I started collecting other genres lik...

“Looks Doesn’t Matter” How anyone can say this with a straight face, i just don’t know. The first thing that gets me to become attracted to a person is whether they look good or dress well. Basically since i don’t know them too well at first i want to be seen with good-looking people only, of course this doesn’t count if they are already my friends in the first place. (Im talking about meeting people who i don’t know and not people who my friends know. if my friends know them well then look...

Its a simple question with a simple answer. Forr me the reson the world exists is, so that, i would have a place to be born to. Everyone else in the world is just there to make me learn to be me. All of you exists because of me. HAHAHAHA *Laughs maniacally*

Here are a few thing ive been thinking about when i was drunk. I think id better stop drinking too much. While in Jail: Better to fuck than to be fucked. While Driving: i wonder what that policeman would do if i showed him my Ass. (please note that it didnt go too well for me.) While in the sack: would she mind if i went for another go while she's asleep? hmm.... While doing my laundromat: i wonder if that girl notice a few of her panties missing. oh well. After listening to th...

I cant understand why so many try to kill themselves. Is it because they are cowards? Probably the answer to this is yes, but lets not stop there. For me they are also what i would call a waste of space and air in this earth that already has too many stupid people fucking up my world with pollution and other kinds of shit. The best thing to do to people who failed at killing themselves is to give them a bit of a push at the top floor of the highest building one can find. Not only will you ...

Hey guys i am BACK!!! just wanna say ive missed posting here. Anyway, hows everyone? I tried to make a new blogs somewhere else but it just aint the same without all you guys. It was fucking boring to tell you the truth. Well its already late so i think ill get some sleep before i start writing shit again. bye all!!!

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This is the story so far. I started this post a few weeks ago. The point of the post was to create a story where anyone could participate in its making. These are the characters so far: Humans: Ed Sir Peter Jepel (died in the story… doesn’t mean he cant be a ghost right? or maybe a great philosopher knows a place where its possible to revive the dead. Trinitie King Draginol KarmaGirl Weirdos: The Mad Clown Lizardman Bearded woman A. I would like to thank Jepel and S...

Ive always loved this song. whenever i heard this. i remembered the darkness and how free i felt whenever i was in the dark. i think this song speaks about how dreams can give us answers to lifes problems, and the only thing we need to do is to be aware of it. weird huh? Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the soun...

will I ever escape the stigma of my youth? Everywhere I go whatever I do everyone seems like they are expecting me to fail at any moment. The better I do the more people around me want to fail or in the least expect me to. It’s even worse with my family and relatives. At least with outsiders they also see the good things that I do. They acknowledge it and praise me for it. At home though and at family meetings people seem to want to hear bad news about my job, relationships etc. and when they ...