beloved sensei in "The Karate Kid" movies, Morita reportedly died of natural
causes (but I suspect ninjas). Morita used to say that while he enjoyed
the wax on, he spent much of his retirement perfecting the wax off. That
and masturbating.


black skies turned blueyou sat before me & i was captivated by the gleam in your eyes i hoped & wish in my head that theired be many more times like this before im dead i hung on every word you said as if it were the last things ide ever hear infact i tryed like hell to hold back a tear because what ide lost is now found i held hope of finding you like a refugee in the ocean hopes for a rescue i thought ide lost the one thing that mattered most of all to meblack skies turned blue
& it wasnt myself or my family not even those around me it was the one i thought completed me the missing peices of the puzzle that is me now the oceans of my lif


vampires vampires part one Hollywood, as usual, got it all wrong. Most so-called vampires look nothing like Bela Lugosi, George Hamilton, or even Gary Oldman. Nor does poor Vlad Dracul -- which only means "Dragon," after all -- deserve the rap he's taken all these years. Such preposterous errors dvampires


as ias i sit here & ponder the universe my mind wanders it wanders to some one ive know well forever it seems she is some one i never should have feared but i did now she cant see meas i
it tears me apart inside knowing things could have been diferant but i feared the only one i can ever love shes the missing peices of my soul she compleats me she makes me want to care
she makes me want to live
to love
to be a better person
i hate to wright but when it comes to her i cant seem to stop my poems are about her or me & nothing else she can do no wrong by me
she is perfect
You were watching =twinkle-stah, but that account has since been abandoned and changed to this one. :3
There'll be some new work up there soon, and I hope you continue to enjoy my stuff over there.
Thank you for your patience and continued support.
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Moo.
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You live for the moment, but only your own... then you forget about me, standing alone. But one day you'll realize, one day you'll see, just how lonely it was to be me.
Auther: Unknown
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This is the NEWDS!!!
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Puisqu\'il n\'y a pas de douleur sans souffrances....
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