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SHONDRA

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“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket–safe, dark, motionless, airless–it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”
C.S. Lewis
I LIKE THE "DARK" STUFF. I'M NOT YOUR RAY OF SUNSHINE. I'M INKED(TOO MANY TATTOOS TO COUNT, BUT ALL CAN BE COVERED WHEN NECESSARY). I'M INTO PHOTOGRAPHY, ART, PAINTING, TATTOOS AND TATTOOING, WEIRDO'S, PIN-UP'S, 1940'S, RAUNCHY HUMOR, VAMPIRES, WEREWOLVES,GHOSTS, BLACK CATS(LOVE MY CAT!). I HAVE A DARK SIDE, AND I HAVE A DEMENTEDLY FUNNY SIDE. AND IF YOU PISS ME OFF, I CAN BE A REAL ASSHOLE, BUT I'M ALSO LOYAL TO THOSE WHO ARE LOYAL TO ME;) I'M NOT HERE TO IMPRESS ANYONE, KISS ANYONE'S ASS, HURT ANYONE ON PURPOSE, PARTICIPATE IN JUVENILE DRAMA, OR TOLERATE DOUCHEBAGS...IT'S NOT WHO I AM OR WHAT I DO. I'M NOT A LEADER OR A FOLLOWER, I AM MYSELF AND I DON'T TRY TO CONFORM MYSELF TO WHAT OR HOW SOMEONE ELSE THINKS I SHOULD BE... AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE ME, THEN SIMPLY GO AWAY
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I'D LIKE TO MEET PEOPLE WHO ARE GENUINE. NO FAKES, LIARS, SKANKS, WHORES, DOUCHEBAGS, A*$HOLES OR LOSERS. I'VE WORKED REALLY HARD TO ELIMINATE THOSE OUT OF MY LIFE, AND I DON'T NEED MORE THANK YOU.

The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer (an Indian Elder)

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if your have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your life from God’s presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!” It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children. It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

My Blog

RANTS AND RAVES

YESTERDAY MY 5 YR OLD KEPT BUGGIN TO GO PLAY IN THE BACK YARD, AND I TOLD HER NO BECAUSE IF THERE IS ONLY 1 DOG TURD IN THAT YARD, SHE WILL SOME HOW MANAGE TO STEP IN IT, BUT SHE INSISTED SHE WON'T ST...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Feb 2010 23:12:00 GMT

THIS IS WHAT MY DAYS HAVE BEEN LIKE...

FEW DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS MY GRANDPA GETS ADMITTED TO THE HOSPITAL DUE TO FALLING AND FRACTURING HIS PELVIS, HE GETS SENT HOME ON CHRISTMAS EVE...ONLY TO HAVE TO RETURN VIA AMBULANCE BECAUSE HE NEVER ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jan 2010 23:46:00 GMT

WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS...

LAST FRIDAY, A NEIGHBOR CALLED THE LOCAL POLICE DEPT. AND ASKED THEM TO DO A "SECURITY CHECK" ON MY HOME BECAUSE MY FRONT DOOR HAD BEEN LEFT OPEN FOR A FEW DAYS, AND I HADN'T BEEN THERE.  WELL FIRST O...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 09:08:00 GMT

KISS MY ASS PHOTOBUCKET!

FUCKING PHOTOBUCKET IS REALLY PISSING ME OFF!  I KEEP MY PROFILE PRIVATE SO NO LITTLE KIDDIES CAN BE CHECKIN' OUT MY STUFF, AND THE BASTARDS STILL DELETE MY SHIT!  SOMETIMES THEY EVEN DELETE STUFF OF ...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 00:40:00 GMT

MY GRANDMA LOLA...MY HEART...

MY GRANDMA LOLA JUST PASSED AWAY ABOUT 30 MINUTES AGO....I THINK I NEED TO JUST GO CRY NOW.
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 02:58:00 GMT