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About Me

Well, time to update this. Lol I hardly have time to get on here, i am always so busy with work, school, and sleeping. I am currently working nights so its hard for me to do anything during the week, or day's cuz i am always sleeping. I am pretty easy going. I've been told i am the sweetest guy that most girls have ever met. Which i would say is true. I love to play xbox, mainly guitar hero 3 or rock band with my homeboys that come over to chill. I've always lived by this motto, and i think everyone else should as well. "Fuck what other people think about you, just do what makes yourself happy." That goes out to my one homeboy out in cali, Joe.
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Someone that is eazy going, New Friends to hang out with. People who are not stuck up. Anybody that likes to just chill.
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Which Simpson Are You

You are Bart Simpson
SO you hate authority, huh? Class clown, best friends only with those you can control, and a total under achieving lifestyle have led you this far. Deep down, you're a good egg.
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My Blog

Kisses (Poem)

Millions of kisses. Dazzling the senses. One for her. A couple for him. Everywhere you can find them. But none for me. For i am the one who listens to her who shoulders her tears Who protects her ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2004 21:31:00 GMT

Angels (Poem)

When angels are there. People will Stare, but when people ask they wont answer fast for they know the answer comes like cancer. Jason R Eder
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2004 21:30:00 GMT

March (poem)

It is a typical wet, march day and everything is going my way the birds were all singing the clouds disappearing and mr. smiley just sat happily grinning
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2004 21:30:00 GMT

Lack of Sleep (Poem)

Lack Of Sleep All these endless nights soon turn into sleepless nights. Nights where time seems so still, still like a motionless picture. A time where everything to you isnt really moving. You t...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2004 21:29:00 GMT