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This can't be good
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maybe you need to go see a doctor, maybe something wrong with your ears. Or maybe some kind of tv or radio or whatever is going off near you and making noise and you can't tell where it is coming from.
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No games, no baggage
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I won't put up with insecurity and drama. Yeah, I hear men like women who are uber confidant in all areas of life. Women are the same I think, they like their man to know his stuff in the bedroom as much as in everyday life. Now, if only everyday could be an up day. LOL |
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No games, no baggage
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First of all, knowing yourself and what your boundaries are will help make that decision. No one is perfect yes, this is true, but if you feel uncomfortable or feel anything not right, get out fast. Be an adult about it, and make sure you choose someone who can discuss the relationship with you on a mature level and be honest. Remember, men aren't mind readers, and men, remember, women aren't mind readers either, well some think they are, but that's a whole other ball of wax together. smiles
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Lie to me....
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I voted for obama too.
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I Hate Your Guts...
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No pain, no hearache, no loss of anything, feel good all the time, everyone is happy, no one hates anymore, everyone is at peace, we're all sitting around a bunch of tables with God having all the good food we want, no worries about checking bloodsugar as we have a big piece of pie with icecream. oh yeah. No more paying for the past mistakes, everyone is at peace, everyone feels whole again. No one even remembers much about time on earth. We are all focused on being happy and moving on to where ever God wants us to go with him. And you know it will be good to. smiles And no one hears ol satan yolling and bittching and nashing his teeth as we all enjoy our feast. Everyone is forgiven, everyone made whole again. peace at last. Its the only thing that keeps me going. Yup, the only thing that keeps me going is, that I still love, and I still care, even when someone kicking my guts with anger, I still care, and i still feel bad when I say something mean to them. I am a smart person for the most part, but I'm not good in relationships, so I have chosen not to have any more relationships for a long time. Its better this way, I make bad choices when i am too needy. And I am secure in my sexsuality and I am open about my discussions on the subject. But that doesn't go over well with alot of people. I used to be afraid of intimacy. But one day, I siad to heck with it and found the right person. Too bad he wasn't the one though. but we both grew from the experience and all I want for him is to find someone who will make him happy. Even if I break up with a guy, I still wish him happiness, I want him to grow as a person and learn and be happy. I can be mad at my ex lover all I want, but truth is, I just want him to be better to himself and take care of himself and make better decisions in future relationships. I know I got mad at him, it doesn't change that I still have good feelings towards him deep inside. I'll never be with him again, but that is not the point. I have too big a heart sometimes I think. Too bad too many people take advantage of it just cause they can. it gets pretty tiering giving so much, and getting very little back or nothing. I mean why beg for love practically if it just ain't there, see I have this theory, you either love someone from the start or you don't and you won't and there will always be questions. just a thought. |
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Sci-fi Book List 1
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All the books by Fiest. I would give them to you even, I have the whole collection, my counselor left me the collection, but I could never get into it, he said I wrote like him and he enjoyed them. But whatever, maybe you could check him out at the library or something. I here R.A Salvatore gots some skills with battle scenes. As far as sci fi particularly, I would have to say, have you tried some ursula k le guin? I hear she is awesome. As far as new writers is concerned, haven't been keeping up, started reading the books by J.R. Ward though, good stuff, real graphic though, not for the faint of heart. Do you have any suggestions for a fantasy fan? I greatly enjoyed the sword of truth series by Terry Goodkind. Yeah, I heard that was good too. I also heard the Sword of Shannara collection was good, what do you think? |
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a new day
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well done, you are awesome.
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Sci-fi Book List 1
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All the books by Fiest. I would give them to you even, I have the whole collection, my counselor left me the collection, but I could never get into it, he said I wrote like him and he enjoyed them. But whatever, maybe you could check him out at the library or something. I here R.A Salvatore gots some skills with battle scenes. As far as sci fi particularly, I would have to say, have you tried some ursula k le guin? I hear she is awesome. As far as new writers is concerned, haven't been keeping up, started reading the books by J.R. Ward though, good stuff, real graphic though, not for the faint of heart. Do you have any suggestions for a fantasy fan?
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I Hate Your Guts...
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No pain, no hearache, no loss of anything, feel good all the time, everyone is happy, no one hates anymore, everyone is at peace, we're all sitting around a bunch of tables with God having all the good food we want, no worries about checking bloodsugar as we have a big piece of pie with icecream. oh yeah. No more paying for the past mistakes, everyone is at peace, everyone feels whole again. No one even remembers much about time on earth. We are all focused on being happy and moving on to where ever God wants us to go with him. And you know it will be good to. smiles
And no one hears ol satan yolling and bittching and nashing his teeth as we all enjoy our feast. Everyone is forgiven, everyone made whole again. peace at last. |
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Lie to me....
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I do fear mayonnaise, and I really do think elvis is still alive, he works at the allsups and looks down my shirt everytime I buy lotto. LOL
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I Hate Your Guts...
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Hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs I don't care what anyone says, even if you don't like me, this hugs for you, HUGS HUGS HUGS HUGS HUGS HUGS
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I Hate Your Guts...
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Hell likes to live in dark places... ...places where you hide hell away and never talk about it.... ...I have a huge sword ready to beat the living ever loving smithereens out of hell and Satan himself... ...part of healing is coming out, confessing, and blowing chunks of garbage out of your inner-most person so that God can fill it with His light... or whatever religion or non-religion you or anybody else seems to want to place in the same place as "God" here... ... blow it out, leave nothing to chance and hold nothing back tell the world to go to ever lovin' god damned hell, and spit it out with every bit of venom that poisons your soul.... let the hate out.... pop the cork and let her fly... and watch out world, you gonna have to deal with reality now... because some people have been fukked over real good for decades... and the world deserves to hear just how REAL that crap is..... sweetheart, to be frank, you can't handle the truth. and it would take an entire book to fill this space with it all. No joke either. People always talk **** about me, they post blogs and **** making fun of me, calling me a compulsive gambler and making fun of my site names also they talk **** about my best friend who is wiccan and has his own beliefs. But they don't know him like I do, which is why we are best friends, they never took the time to really listen to him and give a sh!t. People say I got it good, talking **** like I am rich or something, but they don't remember when I was a little kid covered in dirt playing with dirt with no one to watch after me. Most people don't acknowledge we only made a half azz christmas because of wellfare. People always talked **** as if they knew what was going threw my head when I got labeled a slut by my than guy I was dating and his best friend. And the fun part is, I can't even remember what happened that night. No matter how hard I have tried, its like my memory was wiped. Like God took it from me to spare me the pain. But get this, when I asked someone to find out what happened that night, they never even faced me after that, I had to hunt them down and then they said they couldn't tell me! WTF!!! I got people spitting me in highschool, tripping me in the halls, making all kinds of rude comments about me. People talked alot of ****, about me, but here is the thing, why talk ****, get to the point. Quit frontin like your better than me, even if you are, quit frontin. Know what I mean. People always talk **** about me, thinkin I'm gonna break down all of a sudden and cry like some dam baby, truth is, I would rather tell them what I really think to their face. See truth is, I'm not afriad of the world anymore, I'm not hiding my face anymore, what for, they have already made up their minds. No matter how much good I could do, from volunteering, to taking care of my mom and other sick people, and taking care of my mom til the day she died with everyone thinking I was gonna go crazy because it and than I proved them wrong because I had already said my goodbyes to giving everything I had in me, to see that my family could get through most of life. I don't have anything to lose right now, for real though, I may have cancer, I'm gonna find out on tuesday. I found out, I have a mental illness that I didn't know I had since I was a small child, and what's even better is, its even more abnormal than a normal bipolar disorder. But here is the fun part, most of the pain I am feeling is very real. All this time, I had trying to prove to my town and the world, that I was a normal person who deserved some respect, and some understanding, but what for, I love who I am. I may never get well from this illness, but I know, I still Love God, and yes, I pray for my enemies and those I have wronged, been praying for them since I was a kid. I know I have a mental illness, but let me tell you something ok, you have no idea how bad it hurts, to see fear in someone who is suppose to love you's eyes when you try to explain to them that you have an illness. It is the worst feeling in the world. Its even scarier seeing the x-ray of your dam brain, and see holes in it! Fooking holes man!!! And than you wonder, what now, what do I do now. I better stop there. you don't need to hear this, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. John wrote this into Revelations just for me and you... and people who have been screwed over in this life.... ***************************** Revelation 21 1 And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea. 2 And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. 3 And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. 4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. 5 And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful. 6 And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. 7 He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. 8 But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death. ***************************** I can imagine the pain, sister... not exactly the same, but I hurt daily.... Diabetes is its name, and it will one day kill me. But one day... verse 4 above: *********************************** "And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away" *********************************** It is my only hope..... I have diabetes too. and a few other things. |
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I Hate Your Guts...
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Hell likes to live in dark places... ...places where you hide hell away and never talk about it.... ...I have a huge sword ready to beat the living ever loving smithereens out of hell and Satan himself... ...part of healing is coming out, confessing, and blowing chunks of garbage out of your inner-most person so that God can fill it with His light... or whatever religion or non-religion you or anybody else seems to want to place in the same place as "God" here... ... blow it out, leave nothing to chance and hold nothing back tell the world to go to ever lovin' god damned hell, and spit it out with every bit of venom that poisons your soul.... let the hate out.... pop the cork and let her fly... and watch out world, you gonna have to deal with reality now... because some people have been fukked over real good for decades... and the world deserves to hear just how REAL that crap is..... sweetheart, to be frank, you can't handle the truth. and it would take an entire book to fill this space with it all. No joke either. People always talk **** about me, they post blogs and **** making fun of me, calling me a compulsive gambler and making fun of my site names also they talk **** about my best friend who is wiccan and has his own beliefs. But they don't know him like I do, which is why we are best friends, they never took the time to really listen to him and give a sh!t. People say I got it good, talking **** like I am rich or something, but they don't remember when I was a little kid covered in dirt playing with dirt with no one to watch after me. Most people don't acknowledge we only made a half azz christmas because of wellfare. People always talked **** as if they knew what was going threw my head when I got labeled a slut by my than guy I was dating and his best friend. And the fun part is, I can't even remember what happened that night. No matter how hard I have tried, its like my memory was wiped. Like God took it from me to spare me the pain. But get this, when I asked someone to find out what happened that night, they never even faced me after that, I had to hunt them down and then they said they couldn't tell me! WTF!!! I got people spitting me in highschool, tripping me in the halls, making all kinds of rude comments about me. People talked alot of ****, about me, but here is the thing, why talk ****, get to the point. Quit frontin like your better than me, even if you are, quit frontin. Know what I mean. People always talk **** about me, thinkin I'm gonna break down all of a sudden and cry like some dam baby, truth is, I would rather tell them what I really think to their face. See truth is, I'm not afriad of the world anymore, I'm not hiding my face anymore, what for, they have already made up their minds. No matter how much good I could do, from volunteering, to taking care of my mom and other sick people, and taking care of my mom til the day she died with everyone thinking I was gonna go crazy because it and than I proved them wrong because I had already said my goodbyes to giving everything I had in me, to see that my family could get through most of life. I don't have anything to lose right now, for real though, I may have cancer, I'm gonna find out on tuesday. I found out, I have a mental illness that I didn't know I had since I was a small child, and what's even better is, its even more abnormal than a normal bipolar disorder. But here is the fun part, most of the pain I am feeling is very real. All this time, I had trying to prove to my town and the world, that I was a normal person who deserved some respect, and some understanding, but what for, I love who I am. I may never get well from this illness, but I know, I still Love God, and yes, I pray for my enemies and those I have wronged, been praying for them since I was a kid. I know I have a mental illness, but let me tell you something ok, you have no idea how bad it hurts, to see fear in someone who is suppose to love you's eyes when you try to explain to them that you have an illness. It is the worst feeling in the world. Its even scarier seeing the x-ray of your dam brain, and see holes in it! Fooking holes man!!! And than you wonder, what now, what do I do now. I better stop there. you don't need to hear this, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. |
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WTF did he say???
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iwillbringthesnacksifyallbringthedrinksandthegames
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I Hate Your Guts...
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I just found out my ex lover didn't give his phone back to his uncle, he still has it, but he lied to me, and had some chick named jenifer say she didn't know who I was and to quit calling her. And when I went to his house to confront him about the phone call and text, he said he gave the phone away, but get this, when i went to my cousins house, who still keeps in some contact with him, I knew she had his number, and so I made her call him, but not for ther reason you think, but because he gave me HPV! so I had to let him know. And than the other day I texted her and ask her if she had his new number and if she could give it to me, and she said she wasn't aloud to give it out. And I was like, ok, cool, now I can let it all go. See I broke up with him first, but he got a guilt trip and tried to get me back, and then when he did, it just got worse, and than he puts the ploy up, but I knew what was going on. My cousin only confirmed it, when she thought she was being slick about telling me it would hurt me but she hated to see me this way, so she told me he still had his phone and he never got rid of it. And I kindly responded to the text, "I KNOW" LOL So much for being the redneck man huh, mr. tuff and stuff, LOL what-ever! I have more balls than he does, atleast I went to his house and confronted him, he just couldn't tell the truth. LOL oh well, LOL EXACTLY... and the "I Hate Your Guts" poem is going to go down in history as being one of the most truthful, honest examples of love gone wrong, ever.... Well it definatly sticks with yu, maybe I should post one about my ex fiance, oh, no, I did that allready, hmmm, oh well, LOL besides we are getting along for now. hmmm, anyways. I hate men too, I hate rude crude dudes who can't get to the point and instead string you along cause they feel sorry for you or maybe they just string you along for the sex and than won't get to the damn point, I mean dam, if your not feelin the love, get th fook gone man, get real, you can save alot of time on a worse broken heart if you do. As far as the fact of making a decision, think about the other person, not urself, especially if you have someone else in mind allready. Grrrrr, that makes me so mad, fakes, and players, yes I hate players, and yes I hate the game too, so prrrrrttb!!! go to heck users and abusers! don't want you, don't need you!!! Suddenly I am very glad I wrote this poem. We have a lot of glitzy, blechy, honey-drippin'-out-of-their-mouths poems out there (and I have wrote a few of those...)... but a bare-bones, all the guts you can spil... "I hate your ever loving stincking damned guts" poem... Hell yeah... write the second verse here if you like... maybe it will help the world to let out a little HATE every now and again... since we are continually fenced in and forced to love... hate is just as strong an emotion... Hate away... hate their damn insignificant, putrid, pethetic guts.... some people deserve no less I couldn't do that sweety, I know I am a little bit mad, but for me to unleash a world of hate for as long as I have held on to real hate all my life, would bring down too much of hold hell on me and others I definatly will not mention. Lets just say, I am aware of how much I am really hated on a daily basis. But I do my damdest to ignore it and go on like I don't see it cause in reality, I don't like haten on people, nor do I like being hated on. I hate hate. Hate can break your soul apart and destroy anything good you still hold onto in time if you hate too much. Let's just say I hate people who can't face me and tell me the truth but instead have to go behind my back. I have more guts than they do because I'm not trying to hide myself away. I hate because i am tired of being the one people get to make fun of behind my back. but to be real, I could give a fook less about their dum azzes, who gives a sh!t anyways, grow up! know what I mean. whatever. |
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Lie to me....
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I love it when you yell at me like I didn't hear you the first time really, and I just love it when you look at me like I'm nuts, yes I do, just makes me feel all, warm and, fuzzy inside
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I Hate Your Guts...
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I just found out my ex lover didn't give his phone back to his uncle, he still has it, but he lied to me, and had some chick named jenifer say she didn't know who I was and to quit calling her. And when I went to his house to confront him about the phone call and text, he said he gave the phone away, but get this, when i went to my cousins house, who still keeps in some contact with him, I knew she had his number, and so I made her call him, but not for ther reason you think, but because he gave me HPV! so I had to let him know. And than the other day I texted her and ask her if she had his new number and if she could give it to me, and she said she wasn't aloud to give it out. And I was like, ok, cool, now I can let it all go. See I broke up with him first, but he got a guilt trip and tried to get me back, and then when he did, it just got worse, and than he puts the ploy up, but I knew what was going on. My cousin only confirmed it, when she thought she was being slick about telling me it would hurt me but she hated to see me this way, so she told me he still had his phone and he never got rid of it. And I kindly responded to the text, "I KNOW" LOL So much for being the redneck man huh, mr. tuff and stuff, LOL what-ever! I have more balls than he does, atleast I went to his house and confronted him, he just couldn't tell the truth. LOL oh well, LOL EXACTLY... and the "I Hate Your Guts" poem is going to go down in history as being one of the most truthful, honest examples of love gone wrong, ever.... Well it definatly sticks with yu, maybe I should post one about my ex fiance, oh, no, I did that allready, hmmm, oh well, LOL besides we are getting along for now. hmmm, anyways. I hate men too, I hate rude crude dudes who can't get to the point and instead string you along cause they feel sorry for you or maybe they just string you along for the sex and than won't get to the damn point, I mean dam, if your not feelin the love, get th fook gone man, get real, you can save alot of time on a worse broken heart if you do. As far as the fact of making a decision, think about the other person, not urself, especially if you have someone else in mind allready. Grrrrr, that makes me so mad, fakes, and players, yes I hate players, and yes I hate the game too, so prrrrrttb!!! go to heck users and abusers! don't want you, don't need you!!! |
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please help
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definatly go for the forum posting, be yourself, the right one will find you, socialize on here so people can get to know you and you them. Have fun too, enjoy the discussions and join in if you have something you wanna add, its fun. Try it. You can easily get hooked on these forums. You get to the point when your like a little bit anxious waiting for someone to post something fun or interesting. giggles, I know I love it.
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Edgy Guys ..
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man all these nice guy,bad guy,edgy guy threads,i'm starting to have an identity crisis here join the darkside of bipolar disorder,oops sorry, I mean order. LOL |
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Lie to me....
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Krupa! You terrible ba$tardo! I HATE that you helped me post my profile pix!!! I WANTED peeps to think I was a fake! woman that pic of you looks like you could kick everybodies azz in here. no lie |
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