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Melanie

Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginty.

About Me


THIS IS FOR YOU
The following is one of Dali's creations with him in the photo..."To sit alone with my conscience will be judgement enough for me."While you're looking at my profile and think I may be an interesting person to say hello to, feel free to send me a message. I don't bite, I promise ... well, unless asked politely to do so ; ) I love my country! Everything education, life, self, and goal oriented. I love the outdoors and Horror films (the more gore the better because it usually means more humor), I love exercising and doing anything that's good for one's soul. Reading good books and writing dark poetry are two of many on my list. I love music, only the music that takes real talent and the ability to play a real instrument to create. I admire passion and passionate people. I like to meet people who have the abilty to feel honor and pride for what they believe in, no matter what it is, even when my beliefs differ from theirs. Because ... if their's differ from mine, I have the ability to prove that I AM RIGHT and what I feel honor and pride for IS THE ONLY RIGHT WAY, and there is NO OTHER WAY! For a second there you thought I was open minded. Didn't you? I enjoy a challenging debate and meeting smart people.a href="http://www.hotprofileplus.com" style="position:absolute; top:0px;background-repeat:no-repeat;left:0px; height:160px; width:95px; background-image:url

My Interests

You leave me tied, bound, and gagged when I want to let go the most ... You're my Angel with wings.

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Music:

The Kiss of Death

Movies:


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Books:

"The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them." - Mark Twain (Samuel Langorne Clemens)1835-1910

My Blog

Death's Web

I am caught in a web of self destruction, Where death comes with no interuption. I wait for the Grim Reaper, In the form of a hideous creature With eight legs. I scream and beg For mercy I know he wo...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 09:03:00 PST

Your Suicide

Your scarlet red all over the floor. Was it something I said the night before? "I'm sorry", I cry. If only sooner, before you made your goodbye. You'll sleep for eternity with your eternal ache. ...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 08:57:00 PST

Whore of Insanity

I know I'm the fire in your pants, the burning embers beneath your feet. I push you forward as I fall behind. What happens to me? Feel my self pity. Help me save myself. I'm bleeding like a virgin giv...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 09:11:00 PST

Dirty Dick

I advise only women and men with a sense of humor to keep reading. I won't lick that dirty dick That you stuck in that dirty chick, That you stuck in that guy named Mick. Now that you have that S.T.D....
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 09:05:00 PST

We're Secret Lovers

I wrote this 6 years ago while amid a prescription pill dependency. We're secret lovers, As I live my life undercover. You cure all my ills. You lovely pills. With all my life's mistake...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 07:46:00 PST

Evil Within Pt I and II

EVIL WITHIN Pt.I (1999)   It eats me  like a disease, an infection. It feeds off my misery.   I feel it, taste, it. It feels so good.   Hatred, pain, betrayel, everything arou...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 05:20:00 PST

Drinking My Solution

Drinking my Solution:   Drinking my Solution. Mind distortion to forget. Runs through my blood with no regret.   Drowning out my problems in that sweet toxic fluid for another day. Takes...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 03:53:00 PST

Diary Entry for the 9th of September, year 2040

Diary entry for the 9th of September, year 2040.    My regrets are wasted as I sit indoors like all the others of this planet. The view from this window is always shocking and replellent. It...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 06:22:00 PST

Ode to Aunt Peg (R.I.P Uncle Tom, Jan. 13th, 2006)

The air was frigid and cold on that 13th day of January. The flowers hid under the cold dark ground, waiting for the sun's sanctuary.   Birds had all flown away to find a place nice and...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 03:40:00 PST

Needle of my Addiction

You're the needle of my addiction, a reaper of my thoughts.   The whip in my affliction, tie me up in knots.   Your blood runs through my core, your blood runs deep. You love to have me bo...
Posted by XShes2MuchX on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 04:24:00 PST