Blog Created: 7/30/05
Number of entries: 70
Number of comments: 21

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Main blog:Breakdown
Birthday:January 11th 1986
Occupation:Artistic / Creative
Education:High school, Some college
Service Attendance:Rarely
Race/lineage:White / Caucasian
Location:United States, Nebraska, Gretna

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Body Size:Slender
Height:6' 2" (188 cm)
Vision:Glasses when reading
Hair Color:Black
Hair Style:Straight - Medium
Facial Hair:None
Skin Tone:Pale
Best Feature:Hair
Clothing Pref.:No Preference
Undies:Briefs - Short Leg Boxer
Tattoo Info:None yet. Coming soon
Piercing Info:Venoms 0g ears

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Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Sexual Preference:Straight/Heterosexual
Astrological Sign:Capricorn (Dec 22 - Jan 19)
Existing as:Human
Smoking:No Way
Your Home:Live with parents
Biography/About:I hate a lot. I love very little. Beware.
Interests:Music, movies,

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Four Most Recent Entries

A Turn Towards... Optimism?
Sometimes we create worlds to live in Sometimes we exist in others. Any way you look at it, we exist and that is the most important part of being ourselves. Just being. What we choose to add to that is our choice, but the truth is that we should not just exist. We need to act, enrich involve ourselves, reach our hand into other peoples' lives. So often do we get wrapped up in our own little universe never do we stand back evaluate and say this person is in need, I will help That is truly what is missing. We are missing the point. Do not be, but be yourself. Do not just exist, justify your...
Escape to Eternal Embrace
Cut loose, break free. Escape endoskeleton I know you yearn for freedom I feel you knocking at my sternum Sometimes I wonder if you wander Escape or sneak a peak when i'm not looking Liberation awaits, but I keep you in chains. You are my living, my breathing you are me in every sense, but you belong to something much higher. Oh, wayward traveler Do not depart until he comes calling to point you in the correct direction for the path is laced with razor wire, damaging trinkets and toys Follow on into the light when it's time, wait for his welcome.
Love is not beauty to you, love is sheer ugliness and a plague upon you. I think you missed the definition in grade school, I think your parents misconstrued the spelling and the diction. You think you know but you don't, because I think to you it's desperation. You spent all this time complaining about how things were when you two were together and you were empty when he was gone but you were surviving. Now you're back to where you started because you're desperate for that attention. You want someone to share your spilt blood, but you don't want to take the time to look. It's so...
Fade Out
Stirred up Sleeplessness is security Dreams, or maybe nightmares They're one and the same Welcome walls as they close in Shut eyes but never long enough to fade... out. Wrapped arms 'round knees Rock back and forth Transposing thoughts Fighting the urge to fade... out. Waiting for that moment that appropriate time, the perfect minute where eyelids no longer lift themselves and mind will no longer speak coherently, where it's absolutely the most opportuen time to fade... out. Now is the time for eyelids to follow the lightswitch's lead now that the lights are out. The sun rises in a few...

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