real people and friends..let us not forget spades
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I'd like to meet:
Steven Seagal..Sean Connery..Denzel..Luda..Lil John..Antonio..hmm..and my love of head!..Michael Chiklis..of course my Usher..lol..anyone with a washboard like that and a voice.YUM! and REAL DAMN PEOPLE..wishing for the fake people to stop wasting other people's time
Music:
i love R&B, Crunk, Soft Rock, Hard Rock, ...Slipknot, 3 Doors Down,BULLETS & OCTANE, Mudvayne, Velvet Revolver, Papa Roach, ShineDown, Damage Plan, Linkin Park and Nickelback, Oh my Usher..grin...Ludacris, Lil John...Ashanti., Amerie, Old School Funk. i love all music genres...and listen to all of them daily...what can i say....music tells me
ROKKIT!! ROCKS IT !!
MY DAUGHTER AT HER FIRST CONCERT! FALL OUT BOY! (ALMOST GOT TOSSED OUT TRYING TO GET THAT ASS SHOT)
Movies:
The Matrix, A Few Good Men, there are alot...the men turn me on..."U can't handle the truth"...lmao
Television:
CSI...LAW AND ORDER...ETC....PRE LAW...HMMMM...LOL
WE ARE THE REALITY SHOW!!! TG'S..AND A LIL OF "FINE SWISS CHEESE"..BAD NEWS ROCKS!
Books:
JANET EVANOVICH, LINDA HOWARD AND TESS GERITTSEN...
Heroes:
I HAVE ONE...OR TWO..OR THREE...THEY ARE ALL FIGHTING THE WAR...DAMN..WISH THEY WERE WHERE THEY SHOULD BE...LOVE A SOLDIER
Sometime I cry, when you cross my mind I lie awake, I want to hide Do you know how I feel? Do you know what it's like? When all I want now is to rip my heart out and die I want to scream I want to fight I want you to feel this pain I have inside I want you here, yet I want you gone Please drown my heart with a depressing song I can feel my pores dry up as I cry So many tears coming from my eyes The alcohol flows deep to my soul It burns so fierce; the flames, they flair One drink, then the next; swallow my fears Then ten more to cover the tears I smile so big; I laugh to hide One big show, one last time A few more drinks, to fill the void A few last tears, to end the night Some screams of pain, come from my mouth The blood, it runs; all the way down I gasp for air, as I start to go numb Slower...then slower... the beat of a drum All alone, about to die Then it all stops; sometimes I cry