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BASICS
| Dating: | Dating |
| Living Situation: | Living alone |
| Location: | Greece, Europe, World |
| Last Active: | 02:27pm | Oct 11, '10 |
INTERESTS
| Sports: | Hockey |
MY FUTURE
DREAM, BREATH, AND NEVER STOP
Hockey Players
The best kind of person in the world. The cockiest, toughest, most talented group of athletes in the universe. Will booze at least 2 times a week and still be dedicated. Not afraid to live the dream until the Ladiare like 35 then realize they never made it anywhere. ladies love us. Guys want to be us. We are the soul of the universe.
You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way hthere...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple ours. Here's to face-offs, goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mittens, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles, and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. Weskate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, top shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter or cookie jar or whatever she keeps up there, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because it’s possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why the would someone push themselves so hard uneducated pussies always ask?
We play because we fucking love it.
The best kind of person in the world. The cockiest, toughest, most talented group of athletes in the universe. Will booze at least 2 times a week and still be dedicated. Not afraid to live the dream until the Ladiare like 35 then realize they never made it anywhere. ladies love us. Guys want to be us. We are the soul of the universe.
You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way hthere...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple ours. Here's to face-offs, goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mittens, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles, and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. Weskate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, top shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter or cookie jar or whatever she keeps up there, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because it’s possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why the would someone push themselves so hard uneducated pussies always ask?
We play because we fucking love it.
HOCKEY IS MY TYPE OF GAME