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Tue Oct 14, 08 07:40 AM | Category: All

The art of body modification..

 

So like, i've always wanted to get a piercing right, evr since i saw the music video for Crawling by Linkin Park, where Chester Bennington has the ring aroung the middle of his lip. And ever since i was in school i'd always say to myself "I'm gonna pierce my lip, I'm ganna pierce my lip". I'd heard about people becoming addicted to piercings, even saw those freaky pics where people have hundreds of piercings on their faces... And i kept telling myself i'd never end up like that.

 

So anyway, one day one of my friends and I decided to go out for a drive, next thing i know I'm sitting in a tattoo parlour with a needle in my lip.

 

I went out with no intent to do anything of this sort... And i ended up going home with a 2cm spike sticking out of my lip.. ......

Fri Sep 5, 08 08:44 AM | Category: All

A gentleman asked a waiter to take a bottle of Merlot to an
attractive woman he spotted dining alone. The waiter took the Merlot to the
woman and said, 'This is from the gentleman seated over there,' indicating
the sender.

She regarded the wine coolly for a second, not looking at the
man, and decided to send a reply note to the man. The waiter, who was
lingering for a response, took the note from her and conveyed it to the
gentleman.

The note read:
 'For me to accept this bottle, you need to have a Mercedes in your garage,
 a million dollars in the bank, and 7 inches in your pants.'


After reading the note, the man decided to compose one of his
own in return. He folded the note, handed it to the waiter and
instructed him to return this to the woman.

It read:
'For your information, I have a Ferrari Maranello, a BMW Z8, a
Mercedes CL600 and a Porsche Turbo in my garage. There is over twenty
million dollars in my bank account... But, not even for a woman......

Wed Sep 3, 08 03:54 AM | Category: All
     WHY MEN  ARE NEVER DEPRESSED:


Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you  expect from such simple creatures?
Your  last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of  themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can  never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can  wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world  is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom  because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of  whic h way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add  character. Wedding dress $500 0. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at  your chest when you're talking to them. New shoes don't cut, blister, or  mangle your feet. One mood all the time. !

Phone conversations are  over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks.. A five-day......
Men
Tue Aug 26, 08 06:11 AM | Category: All
O LORD of Heaven and of Earth, before thee do I confess my sins, and lament them, cast down and humbled in thy presence. For I have sinned before thee by pride, avarice, and boundless desire of honours and riches; by idleness, gluttony, greed, debauchery, and drunkenness; because I have offended thee by all kinds of sins of the flesh, adulteries, and pollutions, which I have committed myself, and consented that others should commit; by sacrilege, thefts, rapine, violation, and homicide; by the evil use I have made of my possessions, by my prodigality, by the sins which I have committed against Hope and Charity, by my evil advice, flatteries, bribes, and the ill distribution which I have made of the goods of which I have been possessed; by repulsing and maltreating the poor, in the distribution which I have made of the goods committed to my charge, by afflicting those over whom I have been set in authority, by not visiting the prisoners, by depriving the dead of burial, by not receiving......
Mon Aug 25, 08 03:42 AM | Category: All

In the deeper shadow, of September’s waning moon.
Denied of hope, I surrender, too soon.
My hope, forever lost to fate,
My dreams stolen, is it already too late?

I called for love, I beseech she let me know.

Forever cast in deepest night,
I shall stand and remember, my dreams of lost daylight.
A bitter legacy of darker deeds,
Shall be left behind, shall be my only seeds.

I called for love, I Implore she let me know.

My mind may stall,
My soul may fall.
My body might die,
And my heart may cry.

I called for love, I beseech she let me know.

What is it that pounds my head?
When the sun has gone down and the moon is dead.
It burns, slits and scars my skin,
On, beneath, above and within.

I called for love, I Implore she let me know.

My final sleep, shall come without rest,
Upon falling, I’ll know, I’ve failed the test.
The quiet whisper’s from open graves,
Already, they call me, “Come join the heathen slaves.”

I called for......

Thu Aug 21, 08 04:09 AM | Category: All

Alright, so I'm sitting on campus, trying to study. I've got a maths test this evening and I haven't even tarted learning Transcendental Functions. But I realised that I'd rather just make my first post and get it over withand also try and figure out how the point system thing works. I use Bitcomet ALOT incresing the speed of downloads would relly really help.

 

HELLO EVERYONE!!!