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About Me

Cody Ryan Graham 18 Senior Vista Murrieta High School Sports God Friends Family Food SingleNeed I Say More?

My Interests

Guitar baseball video games havin fun doing crazy stuff god worship soul survivor the springs playin whiffle ball drivin playin in the rain music movies friends family not in any orderhere is my bro and sis when they were little

I'd like to meet:

Perfection is not being without flaw but rather being completly comfortable with who you are, and being uncompromising in the face of adversity. This is something that i look for in a person. In this adventure called life we all have our own rules and guidelines in which we use to determine a significant other. I want a girl who is unaffraid to show her true self. Someone who is strong and confident in there own skin and yet has the ability to be vunerable in order to be held in my arms. Someone who wants a protector. I want a girl who will lean on me and one who appreciates me for who i am. One who when i walk into the room their eyes light up just at the sight of me. I want a girl who will play sports with me even though they arnt very good at it. Someone who is willing to let me teach them how to do something i love(like snowboard). A girl who would enjoy driving down to venice beach or laguna and just walk around taking pictures as much as she would having dinner at a 5-star restaurant. I want someone who will take the time out of her schedule too spend time with me even if its just for a short time. Someone who will stay on the phone with me even if we have nothing to talk about and just enjoy the silence because we will be together. I want a girl who is willing to fall asleep on the phone with me. This is the kind of girl i want... width="425" height="350" ..

Music:

The evening sun begins to fade, And everyone just drifts away. There's only you, and only me, Silent here with nothing left to say.A single tear runs down my face, And I am lost in what to do, I cannot speak, I cannot move, Just only look back at you.Then you turn and walk away, And I just watch you leave, This is the story of us, The story of you, the story of me.How could you leave me, After all we've been through, I guess you just meant more to me, Than I ever did to you.Then you turned and walked away, And I just watched you leave. This is the story of us, The story of you, the story of me.Poetically Pathetic by Amber Pacific

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Movies:

i love movies i see them all the time so maybe we can get together and see one sometime but ya i dont wanna put them all

Television:

i love csi 24 and numb3rs

Books:

i love to read i love the bible and anything by john grisham tom clancy or robert ludlum

Heroes:

Jesus, and my mother i have more respect for her than anyone in the world. she has faced so much heartache pain and abandonment and yet she keeps living day to day. raising us to be the best we can be with no regard to her physical or spiritual body. she is the reason i turned out the way i did. shes the reason i am able to do or be anything. i owe her my life and i love her so much. i will always be here to cry with her when things in the family arnt going well and i will always be there to tell her everything is going to be ok even when i feel like things will never be the same. and hannah she means everything to me. she is my world without her there wouldnt be much reason to live. she is so beautiful in every way and i just wish she could see herself the way i do. if anyone ever does anything to her i will kill them because i love her and she has too hard of a life to put up with crap from other people I LOVE YOU HANNAH!!!!!! you are beautiful the way you are.....

My Blog

lonely

Anger flows through me like passion. Feeding all the senses of my body slowly stirring to hate slowly churning waiting to lash out. This violent emotion has taken hold and its grasp is firm it doesnt ...
Posted by (Insert Profile Name Here) on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 12:14:00 PST

one of the first poems i wrote

The Secret Of Life I am filled with loneliness much like the man who has no home to return to on this dark cold snowy night and as I lie in my bed I listen for my heart beat to comfort me but just lik...
Posted by (Insert Profile Name Here) on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 08:11:00 PST