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    BASICS

    Height:169 cm - 173 cm (5'7" - 5'8")
    Birthday:January 18, 1990
    Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
    Dating:Single
    Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
    Location:Canada
    Join Date:06:47pm | Aug 30, '04
    Profile Updated:01:38am | Dec 17, '09
    Last Active:07:27am | Jun 12, '09

    INTERESTS

    Reading Material:Comic books, Magazines, Mysteries, Non-fiction
    Movies:Action, Animated, Comedy, Drama, Horror
    Art:Body Art, Photography
    Animals/Pets:Birds, Cats, Dogs, Farm Animals, Fish, Horses, Rabbits, Reptiles, Rodents
    Cars:Audio, Offroad
    Music:Country, Pop, Punk, Rap
    Sports:Boxing, Fishing, Horseback Riding, Rock Climbing, Rugby, Skiing
    Activities:Drinking, Driving, Karaoke, Listening to music, Partying, Poker
    Outdoor:Camping, Fishing, Hunting

    ABOUT ME

    misty


    situation: me sleeping wiht a pillow over my head, jessie just woke up

    me: i feel somthign touch my wrist so i look at my watch
    jessie: "OH haha i jsut checked your pulse to see if you were still alive"
    me: "did you find it?"
    jessie: "haha Nope"

    "I have to go see a horse about a man






    3 Barrels 2 Hearts 1 Passion

    LIKES

    she's just a stupid little
    girl with her hopes too high
    && feelings much too strong
    especially for a boy like him





    a cowboys prayer
    Our gracious and heavenly Father,
    We pause in the midst of this festive occasion,
    mindful and thoughtful of the guidance that you have given us.
    As cowboys,
    Lord,
    we don't ask for any special favors,
    we ask only that you let us compete in this arena,
    as in life's arena.
    We don't ask to never break a barrier,
    or to draw a round of steer that's hard to throw,
    or a chute fighting horse,
    or a bull that is impossible to ride.
    We only ask that you help us to compete as honest as the horses we ride
    and in a manner as clean and pure as the wind that blows across this great land of ours.
    So when we do make that last ride that is inevitable for us all to make,
    to that place up there,
    where the grass is green and lush and stirrup high, and the water runs cool, clear, and deep
    - You'll tell us as we ride in --
    that our entry fees have been paid.
    These things we ask
    -- Amen.





    Even In laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness



    Water reflects a face as a man's heart reflects a man