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you re all dead to me
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Does it count bein a preacher's granddaughter?? That's a little far removed...but we'll have to check the scoring scale on that and get back 2 you |
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you re all dead to me
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Jesus Rocks! And hypocrisy doesn't....check it out... <<insert pointing finger here>> Engraven...I won't even "go there" in the forums...but I "know the book"...and I think you do too...and we're both FAR from where it tells us we should be (I am...admittedly so). I think you know what I mean.... |
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you re all dead to me
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Jesus Rocks! And hypocrisy doesn't....check it out... <<insert pointing finger here>> |
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who care's? We do... |
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Can I "borrow" 1/2 of them...? I'll clean them up before I send them back....
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you re all dead to me
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What are you doing here??? It's not your pad any more.. gnite everyone lisa no more songs or nothing please.....gnite tina and brian but stop it...this is done Later man......... |
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i see
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Agony is the price
That you'll pay in the end Domination consumes you Then calls you a friend It's a twisted fall Binds are like steel And manipulates the will to be And it's hard to see How soon we forget When there's nothing else Left to destroy It's a useless ploy Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend |
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Why are you...
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cuz my ex raped and beat me on more than one occasoin.. he tried to literaly kill me on 3 seperate occasoins.. and cheated on me with 67 girls that i KNOW of in the three years that i was keeping track.. and i ended up with cancer because he couldnt keep it in his pants.... for some reason.. i have trust issues.. Why would you "keep track of 67 of them", instead of dumping his loser @ss after the FIRST ONE...? with 67 girls that i kept count on when i found out about them after we broke up before i stoped listening to my "friends" tell me who else he had cheated with.. better sweetie? Much better Izmotic... I was concerned for a moment there... |
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you re all dead to me
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I knew that'd hit a sweet spot with ewe Izmosis |
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you re all dead to me
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Truly, f*ck the world, for all it's worth, every inch of planet Earth, f*ck myself, don't leave me out, but don't get involved, don't corner me Inside, ulcer, unjust bastards, file out face first Meet the lies and see what you are.... |
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disease
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A long time ago I never knew myself.
Then the memory of shame birthed its gift. No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one. Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning to rise beyond Jesus. I'm born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps through death my life won't be so bad. I can see you, can **** you, inside of you. Staring through your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me, To realize my saving grasp. I am suicide. I am the unlord. I'm born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize |
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you re all dead to me
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I throw you away. Everyday. A dead part of life.
Strangling back. Seething black. In between my longing for torture. Blood on my face that came from your face. The mix of kissing and bleeding. I put you away. I shut you away. I pissed you away. I threw you away. |
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disease
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I see that and raise you a ..................
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-dijmt1JNsU&feature=related I don't want you to look at me while I'm shedding skin. I can't afford for you to see what's in. I'd rather shoot myself than have you watch me. I feel you'd steal my skin to try and wear me. I was betrayed, one more day of my short life. You were carried away. You had no shame. To suffocate my being. I was me, but you weren't you. You were sticking to me like a scab... so I peeled you away, and bled for days. Then stepped out of myself. I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in. Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside. I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem. I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin. I don't think you belong in here, I feel I'm sick. Don't ask because you know damn well where I've been. I've kept a simple woman through the thick and thin. But I've found the guts to sever from my Siamese twin. I throw you away. Everyday. A dead part of life. Strangling back. Seething black. In between my longing for torture. Blood on my face that came from your face. The mix of kissing and bleeding. I put you away. I shut you away. I pissed you away. I threw you away. I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in. Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside. I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem. I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin. You're ****ing, and sucking. You're friendless. It's endless. Your flower has soured. It's endless. You're friendless. It's harder. And stronger. But no one's been inside you longer. Or harder. Or deeper. To get you off, you need the fear. It's never love. Bloody touch. Broken wrist. Needle rust. Choking throat. Swallowed teeth. Head ****. No peace. I'm shedding my skin to peel you off of me. You've got to love me. Ornament. Shrunken head. Playtoy. Snake strike. Poisonous. Syphillis. Drenched me. Soaked me. I'm shedding my skin to drain you out of me. You've got to hate me. |
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Why are you...
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cuz my ex raped and beat me on more than one occasoin.. he tried to literaly kill me on 3 seperate occasoins.. and cheated on me with 67 girls that i KNOW of in the three years that i was keeping track.. and i ended up with cancer because he couldnt keep it in his pants.... for some reason.. i have trust issues.. Why would you "keep track of 67 of them", instead of dumping his loser @ss after the FIRST ONE...? |
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it will be
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Here....it'll be alright....just drink this kool-aid....ignore the skull & cross bones...
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what is
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there is no normal.but i think if i were to define it.it would be an honest person living life with morals and treating people the way they want to be treated.good question curtis Ehhhh, wrong answer. You don't treat people "the way they want to be treated"...you treat people "the way they deserve to be treated"....and in most cases...that's like a pile of dog sh1t...that is kinda' old...and has those BIG green, shiny flies on it...... |
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it will be
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If random, pointless, who gives a fvuck bvll**** is "catching on"....then he's up to speed...
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Random disturbing thought
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Extremely........
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Gotta Love Milwaukee
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A Harley event is like watching flies fvck. A bunch of Dr's, Lawyers and fat, old wanna' be's & white haired has beens that should driving Pinto's & station wagons....
A Harley is not a "Harley" anymore....it's more of a "Hardly" Davidson |
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Who was Breast feed
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I was breast fed...yesterday
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