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Crimbo

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About Me

Crimbo or James will do.I like quite a few people but love a select few- family, best mates and Princess Jasmine :)Stroke my hair and I'll do anything for you.Jazz means the world to me, I love her to bits.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Met her thanks :)

My Blog

Hello again MySpace

It's been a while but I have something to say.Now I'm sure you know that I'm not gay myself, but you are who you are and if that's how you feel then that's absolutely fair, if you're happy and everyth...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 16:36:00 GMT

Barack Obama

 Right. I don't care if Barack Obama is black, white or pink with yellow spots. I don't profess to know a lot, or really anything, worthwhile about politics, but I can see that he is a decent pol...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Nov 2008 21:45:00 GMT

Don’t do it to yourself, son

For fuck's sake just leave it. Of all of the places in all of the world, you pick there, and guess what, you feel like a piece of shit now. And you should cos you fucking know better. Just l...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 03:20:00 GMT

My music tastes in retrograde

A couple of weeks ago, I was, as I can often be found doing, surfing through the interweb of MySpace when I stumbled across Bloc Party's page and their new song, Mercury. Now, taken as a single isolat...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Aug 2008 13:25:00 GMT

You couldn’t have been more wrong if you tried mate

Well... In my limited years of roaming this planet looking for food and love, (pursuits that have both been successful) I came to learn one of the first unsheltered great less...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 06:20:00 GMT

JESUS. I found some scrap paper in a box in my room, with this on

I wrote this in year 9 maybe? Possibly year 8? He can see them, talking and laughingAnd he can't look awayHe can't do a thingTo stop it, but when he turns awayAll he can see is A glance, they loo...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 13:47:00 GMT

A poetic Memorial

A love fractured and a fallen starThat imploded from withinYour dreams scattered across the parkWere you ever going to win? It's just past midnight And your mind is emptyOf all but thoughts of herAnd ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 22:07:00 GMT

Rainy Bank Holiday

I used to be bitter A clouded mind, a clouded eyeFor what it's worth I'm no longer your 'guy'20 chances I couldn't take30 times it wasn't enough They'll never see what they didOnly what we didn't...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 03:43:00 GMT

Just had a thought

If the sun went down on Earth you could light us up again 
Posted by on Mon, 26 May 2008 21:03:00 GMT

’Inspiration’

When you can feel that fear rumble in the pit of your stomach, you know that you need to use it because the adrenaline is your fuel and the adrenaline comes from that fear. And when your hand starts t...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 11:52:00 GMT