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Originally posted by: [addicted]
come on guys, this was a <somewhat> serious thread...
now it's just talking about my boobs.
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Your boobs make a better topic of conversation that how dangerous calgary isn't.
Warmgarbage
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maybe her boobs are dangerous
did you ever think if she wore a smaller bra and a really tight shirt
then for some odd reason she sneezed
can you imagine the carnage and destruction when those sweatewrmuffins explode free of their cottony prison
oh the humanity
oh the terror
brb
fapfapfap
A sage went out to till his field, and saw a peacock busily engaged in destroying his own plumage with his beak. At seeing this insane self-destruction the sage could not refrain himself, but cried out to the peacock to forbear from mutilating himself and spoiling his beauty in so wanton a manner. The peacock then explained to him that the bright plumage which he admired so much was a fruitful source of danger to its unfortunate owner, as it led to his being constantly pursued by hunters, whom he had no strength to contend against; and he had accordingly decided on ridding himself of it with his own beak, and making himself so ugly that no hunter would in future care to molest him.
"why, hello there my dear beauty-
i must tell you of my duty-
i am here to show a world-
in which you and i are hurled-
to a time that we can mess in-
if you please answer my question.
will you be my lass forever-
and support my hard endeavour-
to spelunk within your cave-
whose red walls my flashlight craves?
or perhaps you are just starving-
for my juicy turkey carvings-
n' those potatoes drenched in gravy-
tell me, is this what you're craving?
no, i feel i may be wrong-
as you beat to other songs-
but you may beat me all night long-
if you can soothe my strong king kong.
so here's my plea as time grows thin-
and i desperately want in-
the load i hold's too much to carry-
so jess please... may we get married?"
-my secret honesty box admirer
"Wednesday night, Mugs anJugs, Thursdaynight Sleep, FridayNight Cheers, SaterdayNight SnoopConcert /Rave, Sunday Night Downtown"
-Nate's last msn name
It's out of control... The first night in your name was the last you ever saw. I just found this on my msn list and it made me sad. I was gonna go to Summer Break, too, we would have had a blast together. I couldn't bear to though, after what happened. For awhile there I felt like I'd never be happy again. I didn't wanna drink, didn't want to do anything. The day I found out, I went home and cried hysterically. My Grandma told me to "toughen up," that "people die all the time." Your death was truly a tragedy, and I hope others learn from it as I did.
You're forever in our hearts.
<3jess
under fifty-thousand miles ago,
before the bad blood and busted radio
you said i was all you'd ever need
love is blind and little did i know,
that you were just another dead-end road;
paved with pretty lies and broken dreams.
baby leavin' you is easier than bein' gone
i don't know what i'll do if one more thing goes wrong[/center][/color]
jaded:
the end result of having a steady flow of negative experiences and disappointment.
dulled by overindulgence and overuse.
hey there delilah,
i know times are getting hard,
but just believe me girl some day,
i'll pay the bills with this guitar,
we'll have it good,
we'll have the life we knew we would,
my word is good.
i love my crazy diet-rockstar fueled life. most of my free time is spent at a salon appointment, or partying. weekly shopping trips are necessary for my sanity, and they always end in sushi. although i’m crazy busy, i adore my life. my girls have got my back.
much love,
jaia
xox
p.s. -- i'm the pin-up whore of your dreams.[/color]