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Faget

I am a loser with no life

About Me

I have no real life and make up stuff to make me feel better.

My Interests

Love to be gay and have sex with my mom.

I'd like to meet:

My mom. She is the only woman who even wants me.

Music:

What ever you like because I am a conformist with the need to fit in.

Movies:

Porn

Television:

porn

Books:

Cant read to stupid

Heroes:

My Mom

My Blog

CAMPING Summer 2005!!!!!!

Camping at AppleValley was the best!!  By far, one of the best weekend get-a-ways someone can go for cheap (well if you have a friend that owns property ;).  On the way there, a train that w...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

LIfe As Is

A name is announcedThe hand is shakenForced out the hazy dreamscapeStranger to what is called home Summer breeze through hairAs physical sense grows wearyEagles' flight grasps eyeSongs take away brea...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

New days

i lay my head to sleep body goes brain never stops thinking of past mistakes people friends deceit questions run nonstop beating the shit out of my mind why cant i find a girl who is trusting loving c...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

My consistent thought poem

Lost Trapped inside darkness a place unknown a planet where i dont belong how did i get here thrown to a land where the faces are the same but are different in all cases why cant i feel as if i am ho...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Shiver

Shiver The body shivers uncontrollably Sight goes blank Limbs colder than liquid nitrogen Saddness and sorrow cosume inconceivably Love beyond feeble reach As well as heart and soul Lost ...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

new poem

New Beginnings With every new day Upon the circadian sunrise Comes a new beginning Yet a possible demise Awaken to sounds of earth Beyond the safety of solitude Offered during times of sl...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Poem of the Month

Winter Escape I look upon an ancestor Frozen where he stands I long for the relief he has for every winter To freeze and stand still Seemingly a perfect escape To whither, lose apperance Es...
Posted by Faget on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST