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BASIC Pain in the ass, Pain in MY ass, argumentative, placid, cruisy, opinionated, social, anti-social, independant, talkative, reserved, balanced, completely unbalanced, well travelled, havent travelled enough, angry, happy, smart ass, unfit, not fit enough, tattooed, not tattooed enough, loved, lover, friend, enemy, creative, passionate, hot blooded, cold as ice, dancer that doesnt fit the mold and fuckin loves it, contradiction on legs, and just a storm in a tea cup. I am not a hater,i just hate what i dont like and when I love...........................
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What more could I ask for?

As I sit here thinking about the past week, I am thankful for what I have.  I have a beautiful Grandson, he is the most awsome person in the world. I have two very wonderful children. They have impres...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 19:37:00 GMT

My Friend, My Husband, My Hunny Bunny

  Teach me to sin-- In love's forbidden ways, For you can make all passion pure; The magic lure of your sweet eyes Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.  Teach me to sin-- Enslave me to your wanton c...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Dec 2008 20:57:00 GMT

The Best of Jim Morrison

SOME OF MORRISON'S QUOTES: Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 10:40:00 GMT

A gotta See!!

One day, two rednecks named Bubba and Earl were driving down the road, drinking a couple of Buds. The passenger, Bubba, said "Lookey thar up ahead Earl, it's a po-leece roadblock! We're gonna get bust...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 09:50:00 GMT

Emily Dickenson's HOPE

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash t...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 11:45:00 GMT