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About Me

PimpYoPage.com - ...Music Video Codes and Audio Codes for Websites and Webpages 4 FreeSo, this game called life has such a air of inconvienence. It seems that tragically everything you wished and hoped for so much in your childhood innocents(or rather your childhood ingnorance)just seems to drain away. Slowly it circles the drain giving you the last glimps of what you could have been. When all is said and done, you are left standing alone and naked in the shower. All you can think of are the things they told you you could have been and all the things you are not. The little imagination you have left works only when you look at yourself in the mirror and think of where you would be if you had just stuck by one of your goals instead of pursuing everything you never wanted. You remember the good times you have had which becomes the only way to get yourself to smile. You see things in your life that make you unhappy but you cannot stay away from them. You see yourself trying to avoid certain conversations you know you need to have. You know everyone knows, but you know they don't know everything. They see you smile and they think it is real. They see you laughing and they think nothing is new. While you laugh so they can see you laughing, you try so hard to remember the good times with that one person in that one place, Because it's the only thought that will keep the laughter from turning into tears. It's really the only way to feel normal. You sit there alone amongst your friends and someone snaps their fingers at you. You realize right then that you were a trillion miles away, because a trillion miles is farther then a million. You play it off like you were just zoning out or thinking about someone. In reality though you were just trying to escape for the briefest of moments into nothingness. Right now I am remembering a scene from a movie, and although I cannot remember what movie it is, the scene keeps playing in my mind. I can't think of the movie. I CAN'T THINK!!!

My Interests

the things my mind focas' on are of ill will to those who do not know me.....if you do know me then you know my intrests and stating them again would be a repetitive effect the likes of which noo one has seen before.....or just to see how much i like to see my own writting...hmmmm.....well aside from that i have had to change alot of my intrests around after finding the sole intrest in my life but since i dont have it currently then i shall say drinking to pass the time in which one day my lost teddy bear will return to it rightfull place at my side.....then onwards to take the world by storm......kill em all i say after we lure them into a trap of kindness and false smiles ( you are so good at that by the way) i think what should intrest us is a book and getting lost in strange towns in forign countries....then trying to find home again....but alas i have been here to long i know the landmarks and am having trouble getting lost here......time to go somewhere else....just follow the bread crumbs.....even the moldy ones.....

I'd like to meet:

All I can say is that I am surely not interested in meeting some person that will "make me fall in love". I don't need love. All I need is a beer and my books. I don't need you to hold my hand, if they are cold I'll wear mittens. I don't want you to massage my back, if it hurts it must mean I had fun passing out the night before on the bathroom floor. I don't want you to give me roses, if I wanted something that smelt good I would fucking spend time and money to go buy some cheap calogne. i dont want you to keep me warm at night, I have my blankets. And I surely don't need your kisses, if I wanted something soft all up on my lips I'd go light a cigarette.

Music:

you think you know music.....spicoli knew music....the fonz...he knew music..... even garfield has a sense of rythme....but me i know nothing. i just shut up and listen to what is presented to me.....and enjoy most forms of it....but my favorite song comes from disnyland... i love the teacupsYo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for meWe pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot Drink up me hearties, yo ho We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot Drink up me hearties, yo hoYo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for meWe extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack Drink up me hearties, yo ho Maraud and embezzle and even high-jack Drink up me hearties yo hoYo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for meWe kindle and char, inflame and ignite Drink up me hearties, yo ho We burn up the city, we're really a fright Drink up me hearties, yo hoWe're rascals, scoundrels, villains, and knaves Drink up me hearties, yo ho We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs Drink up me hearties, yo hoYo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for meWe're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads Drink up me hearties, yo ho Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads Drink up me hearties, yo ho

Movies:

are as follows: An American Tale, Labrynth,Harry and the Hendersons, Flight of the Navigator,Explorer's Cocktails, Risky Buisnress, Howard the Duck, Love the Hard Way, American Pysco, Whats Eating Gilbert Grape, Session 9, Debbie Does Dallas, Legend of the Drunkin Master, Igby Goes Down. Party Monster, The Good Son, Anything with Cory Feldman, Good Will Hunting, Gigli, and Glitter

Television:

Simpsons then i read or ill put on a movie so i can cuddle with the one i despise......hating her....can not be a waste of time.....can be a drain of energy......

Books:

Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, after that all is inconsiquential really. Other are good, even I can admit. Nothing equates. everyone must strive. Including myself.

Heroes:

There are no such things as heros. A sad fact you have to reconize or you will just be let down when the truth comes out....enemies however exist everywhere and are far more important in your life...

My Blog

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Well now. My followers have become less and less. I must not be mad at you however being as my writing also becomes fewer and fewer. Alas inspiration has not come to play for my meek and pathetic aleg...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 02:46:00 PST

The past

And so another chapter of my life is closed....actually the book is done...I have since thrown it in the fire due to unrelenting rage at how horrible I have learned that it was.....the new book I have...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 08:30:00 PST

another testament of my past

Wow, new and benign thoughts from me straight to you. I wonder why it took me so long to update this thing....... perhaps laziness played a key role......or maybe I just didnt feel the need to explain...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 10:12:00 PST

my old about me

Before I get into some tirant about myslelf, I would like to explain the fact that I do not have AIM or Yahoo or MSN...... I don't want them and I don't use them......so thanks for the screen names an...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Sat, 13 Aug 2005 05:22:00 PST

Jesus Hates Bald Pussy

Let's face it--the yo-yo president of the U.S.A. knows nothing. He is a dunce. He does what he is told to do--says what he is told to say--poses the way he is told to pose. He is a fool. This is nev...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

rantings

we all have our own tragic tales.....and we all try and forget them and move on to the next one.......well i say to you, and myself, love does not exsist anymore....though all its everyday uses the wo...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Of Angels and Clowns

Would it be too bold of me to say, I am sure glad you walked my way, and that this night after all might be worth my while? And would you mind if I sat down, and took a few moments to look ar...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Don't Feel Sorry For Me

Don't feel sorry for me! My life is hard but I have made it this long and survived! I don't like pity nor sympathy...I like understanding. I am stronger than you think! I have worked through a lot...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

A Boys Suicide

He was in trouble, and no one knewuntil he left this world, too harsh and too soon.Days and days would pass before this boy would decideto conquer his fears by taking his life. The countdown's begun; ...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

faded idols

Weighted promises offered from hands cut on bleeding deceptions, weaving burned hemp into braided death, strangling soft white throats offered up in their innocence. Words tantalize the weak...
Posted by Love the Hard Way on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST