WhyThe battle rages though my whole Threatening my very soul As I strike and strike by sword I am plagued by thought and wordWhy
The life I live I live in pain My world a sea of acid rain So often I try to tempt fate As I grow and grow in hate
A phrase in mind Kill, kill, kill I grow in speed As I increase skill
My Life, my life I live in hate I feel, I feel Not weak, but great
A power in me is on the rise I feel it in the very skies That I look upon with mine eyes A life riding on so many lies
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Kerry and Bit of Free SpeechSo, while I claim to be no expert on this subject, I went and watched several videos on the thing that John Kerry said, both speaking against Him as well as His own words. To me, if he says that he meant to make it a joke on the current Administration, then I accept that. I hate it when I am trying to explain my own words and people will not listen. Granted, he should have reworded it, but let's get off his back, since he did take the time to explain himself. He even did it himself; I saw the footage. This whole scenario, however, reminds me of one of the reasons that I love thKerry and Bit of Free Speech
DarfurSo, I was sitting in an air-conditioned break room, eating my luncheable and drinking a soda while reading about the crisis in Darfur. The second I started to read, the thought hit me that THIS IS NOT RIGHT! TWO-HUNDRED THOUSAND people are dead, with MUCH MORE already having fled their homes, and there I sat, eating a luncheable. What is more, how many MILLIONS of people are dead or dying from starvation when I have to limit my intake because there is an overabundance of food in my house alone... SOMETHING NEEDS TO BE DONE!!!!!!! As to Darfur, I wonder if we should stop buying goods untilDarfur
No Sunday School Analagy HereOk, so, this is rather gross, but it seems to me to be RATHER accurate, so here goes:No Sunday School Analagy Here
Trusting in God's mercy and grace is like washing your hands. Now, I am not talking about the washing before dinner when your hands are pretty much clean anyway. I mean like after a poop. And, maybe even after a nice, juicy one, where you also managed to get poop on your hands. You all know what I am talking about- where you just want to wash your hands like a million-million times after, and then you don't want to touch anything afterwards anyway... come on, you do know what I'm talking about... admit
by ~MincedNiku
by ~JeanFrancois
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"It don't do me any good it's just a waste of time
What use is it to you what's on my mind?
If it ain't comin' out, we're not going anywhere
So why can't I just tell you that I care?"
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without dreams, there's no life
*MODEL-Canada Canadian models and photographers regroupment
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without dreams, there's no life
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All photos © Michelle Louise.
FAQ #93: aphrodisiac.
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without dreams, there's no life
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So, one day Descartes walks into a bar and the bartender asks if he wanted a beer. René looked at him and angrily replied, "I THINK NOT!" and *POOF* he dissapeared!
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