Oi vay! |
Periods.....men having them......feel like they need to be checked for estrogen levels. Very worried. I can't say all but many.
Posted by on Sat, 11 Jul 2009 10:51:00 GMT |
Oh People! |
One thing that always makes me laugh is how dense people can be. They fuck someone around and think that person is still their friend. Little do they know that person can't stand them. Now to make thi...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jun 2009 20:20:00 GMT |
Oh Man? |
So.......I am making a playlist that features things about the people I know. Here is the line up. Figure it out for yourselves....Self Esteem: Offspring Liquor, Beer, and Wine-Reverend Horton Heat Be...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 13:06:00 GMT |
Fast pulse slow burn |
There's a feeling that most people have experienced some time in their lives. Their heart beats fast and it hurts to breathe. Their arms and legs go numb and they feel a persistent tear in the corner ...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:01:00 GMT |
Rock Bottom |
Funny how most people don't recognize the damage they can do to people with just one small move. I think if you send someone over the edge and they kill themselves, they should be convicted of murder....
Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 01:09:00 GMT |
Stallion |
1: He is watching TV - What is he watching?VH1 classic, HBO, Cartoon Network2: You're out to eat - what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?I'm pretty sure he will eat anything on his salad.3: W...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 06:54:00 GMT |
M.S |
When we met,
I knew your face.
When we kissed,
I knew your lips.
But when I saw your anger,
I knew your pain.
I cannot say why my voice took an evil tone,
But I know my regret.
Weeks are not enough
To...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 16:38:00 GMT |
Arrrrghhh!!!! |
I feel like shit. I was told that everybody hates me yesterday. Ouch! There are people who are pissed at me because they are concerned about other people. What that means to me is...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 17:46:00 GMT |
Parentesation |
Serial killer or not
The mother, the father
They struggle, they cry
To know this person
They create and why.
The beauty of their eyes
The Sweetness of their smile
Means nothing of future defile
How do...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 02:27:00 GMT |
Little do we know... |
How odd. Life is the strangest endeavor. Love. Hate. Beauty. Ugliness. It all connects in a way you never expected. People you meet come back with a vengance. For Good or for Bad. Complications y...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 01:57:00 GMT |
