Im 18, 6'1", 160lbs. I have brown hair and hazel eyes. I like to surf, skate, snowboard,and hang out with my friends. I am very athletic. I go to the gym alot. Hit me up
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Myspace Layoutswow love is a beautiful thing. Its kids growing up on the swings. First they love and start to grow. then they love and dont even know. there parents they hate the way they look. but it doesnt even matter how long it took. they took so long they were 18 by now. then there parents saw and they took a bow. They thought this love could never be broken. but she used it in an arcade just like a token. She wasted that quarter on something lame. And then she pointed the finger and i took the blame. I said im sorry for something i didnt do. and she still cried and said boo hoo. So were off to try this love one more time. But she still doesnt want this life of mine. I gave her it all every last drop. She took the needle and poked me, i popped. I told her i loved her and always would. But not in the way that any man could. Because you see its hard the more you try. It almost makes you want to die. but no im strong, i was willing to try it again. but it all wasnt worth it in the end. See i told here tonight that she wasnt ready. To take this love of mine and to hold it steady. She didnt want to feed it and watch it grow. I didnt want to feed my half again and still watch it go. See this love is a valuble thing. It all starts with 2 kids playing on some swings.By meLove is a valuable thing like a baby, You have to feed it and nurcher it or it wont grow and it will die like mine. so please take care of it, and You wont feel like me.
Loves Swing by John C Brumet at www.poetry.com
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